Tang Zhaozong knew that Sun Duolu was a clown, and an extremely pitiful clown.

In this era, people like Sun Duolu are rare.

He himself has achieved nothing, but complains a lot about the world.

In this era, he would only lose his temper with the palace maids and eunuchs, but he didn't feel that he had become a superfluous person.

Sun Duolu was extremely easy to get angry, and often talked about trivial things, and he started a fire.

However, in this world, it is not a way to get angry like this.

Later, Tang Zhaozong looked at him uncomfortably, he had never seen a person with so many bad habits, such a lack of progress, and infecting bad habits to others.

As a clown, living in this world must be painful, but Sun Duolu lives like that.

If he could not trust these people to guide him in the right direction against Raha, they would have to be executed and chosen as an elder who he believed to be on his side. Stopping Raha is of paramount importance. If their presence could jeopardize the matter, their lives must be taken away. Karen knew Richard was doing the right thing. That's exactly what she would do, and that's exactly what the explorers had to do.

She watched him stand in front of the elders. The rain has stopped. Sweat ran down his cheeks. She remembered the pain he had suffered after killing the last member of the Quartet. She watched his anger surge, hoping it would be enough to protect him.

Karen understands why an explorer can be so frightening. It's not a game, he's serious. He was lost, lost in magic. If anyone tried to stop him now, he would kill him with him.

The blade of the sword rose in front of Richard. His head was thrown back. His eyes were closed. He trembled with rage. The five men remained on their knees before him, not moving.

Karen remembered the man Richard had killed, and remembered the moment the man's head burst in front of the blade. There was blood everywhere. Richard killed him for a direct threat, both to her and to him.

But it's an indirect threat, a different kind of killing. Very different. This is an execution. Richard was both a judge and an executioner.

The blade lowered again. Richard glared at the elders, then clenched his left hand into a fist and bent his arm, holding a sword in his right hand and slowly making a cut in his left forearm. He turned the blade and smeared the blood on both sides of the blade until it ran down the blade, dripping from the tip of the sword.

Karen took a quick look around. The villagers stood in a stalemate, everyone's eyes following the trajectory of Richard's sword, watching him raise his sword again and place it on his forehead.

"Sword, be sincere to me." He whispered.

His left hand flashed blood. She could see him shaking. The unstained part of the blade shone brightly. He looked down at them.

"Look at me," he said to Carlos. The elders did not move. "You're going to see me with your own eyes!" He shouted. "Look me in the eye!" Carlos still didn't move.

"Richard," he said. His eyes looked at him angrily. It's like looking at it from another world. Magic rippled in his eyes. She kept her voice steady and didn't show any emotion. "He doesn't understand you."

"So, you tell him!"

"Carlos." He looked up at her expressionless face. "The explorer wants you to look him in the eye."

She couldn't understand why he didn't tell them it was okay and they could stand up. No one moved. What's he doing? What is he waiting for? It's over. Why didn't he accept their repentance? Karen saw the muscles in his jaw tense and bulging. She was cold. She read his eyes. Wrath. These people are united against him. Also hostile to her. She remembered the last time he stood in front of them, the same day. That's the final decision, Richard is serious. He wasn't thinking. He was trying to execute them.

Richard let go of his arms, his hand reaching for the hilt of his sword. The sword slowly and smoothly unsheathed as it had last been inserted into its sheath.

The sound of steel announced that the blade had reached the dead air, causing her to tremble in pain from her shoulders to the back of her neck. She could see Richard's chest begin to rise.

Karen glanced at the birdman. He didn't move, and he didn't have the slightest attempt to move. Richard didn't know it, but according to the clay figurine's laws, he had the right to execute these people if he wanted to. The decision they made today was not a joke. Selwyn didn't say big things either, he would kill them. It only takes a blink of an eye. To the clay figures, strength means the power to kill the enemy. These people are dead in the eyes of the villagers, and only Richard can give them life back.

Even so, regardless of whether their laws stipulate it or not, explorers follow their own laws and are only accountable to themselves. There was no one on the scene who could stop his decision.

Richard held the Sword of Truth in both hands, his knuckles turned white, and the blades hung over the heads of the five elders. Karen could see the anger rising in his heart, the burning need, the rage. The whole scene felt like a dream, a dream that she could only watch helplessly and could not stop.

Karen thought back to the people she knew, who had died, innocent or those who had used their lives to stop Daken Raha. Daniel, all the other confessors, the magicians, Sarah, the Light Spirit, and maybe Zod and Charles.

She understood.

Richard wasn't thinking about whether he should execute them, but whether he dared to let them go down. Will he be able to use the opportunity to stop Raha to trust them and trust their repentance? Will Richard be able to trust them with his life? Or he could take the opportunity to form a new body of elders, one that might be more helpful to his success.

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Twenty-three grandmothers never hesitated, nodded and replied: "It is very commendable for a man to be able to aspire!" You are going to go, and your wife should go with you, lest you be outside, worried about here, and not be able to seek fame wholeheartedly: just see when you plan to leave, and I will come to do it for you! ”

Bei Wu was happy in his heart, and replied casually: "Don't dare to be!" I'm going to leave tomorrow. Gan Eryu smiled and said okay.

Beiwu withdrew, and told Gan Lianzhu about the situation when he spoke. When Gan Lianzhu heard this, he was shocked and said, "What's the matter?" Gui Wu said: "Isn't grandmother already permissioned?" What else? ”

Lianzhu sighed: "You know my family's family law there!" When you go to tell your mother, if she is full of anger and scolds you to get out, it's all right!

(End of chapter)