Chapter 153: The Feast of the Red Blood Castle (I)

On the tenth day of the agreement between Loren Turin and Gaspar, the "Beast of the Red Blood Castle", which had been raging for months, finally came to an end.

When the dawn sun rose in the east, a hideous and ugly head was hung on the top of the city gate with a spear, and the head of the owl was displayed to the public.

No one could have imagined that the whole thing would end so quickly, as suddenly as it had happened, that all the lords and foreign merchants were cheering and relieved, and that the days of everyone being in danger and trembling had finally passed.

Only a handful of nobles who knew the inside story were unhappy with the current situation, and vaguely sensed something from the unusually high-profile actions of the Turin family.

Whether it's an extremely strange assassination, or a loud noise coming from the palace of the Red Blood Castle, or a monster that has been caught and decapitated for no apparent reason... In almost everything, there is a weirdness that cannot be known.

As for the nobles of the Red Blood Castle who unfortunately died during this period, such as the president of the Wizards Guild and others...... There is not much more to say than to regret it.

This is also the result of a compromise between the Doge's Palace and the House of Turin, or rather Gaspar and the Countess, after all, the House of Turin has not yet completely overthrown the Governor of Byrne, and the other party can't, and both sides will have to continue to put up with each other's existence for a while......

Of course, nominally the end of this turmoil was the joint efforts of the Doge's Palace and the House of Turin - in this terrible turmoil, it was not only the "Red Blood Castle Beast" itself, but also because of the thieves and gangs of all sizes who took the opportunity to make trouble, and colluded with depraved knights and even patrols, which led to a catastrophe in the end, from a small monster murder incident to a turmoil in the entire county!

It wasn't until Chief Inspector Gaspar sensed that the situation had changed and discussed the matter with Count Charlotte Turin, who had returned from the imperial capital, in time to stop those villains who tried to use the "Red Blood Castle Beast" to take advantage of the fire and harm the public and private interests, so that they could get the end they deserved... This is the news released by the Governor's Palace and the Red Blood Fort Palace at the same time.

It is said that the two sides are "cooperating", but the nobles in the Red Blood Castle can see as long as they are not blind - this is because the governor of Gaspar could not bear the pressure of public opinion and the Turin family and had to make a compromise.

Otherwise, how could he have "willingly" returned the control of the city defense and the lower city to the "little girl" of the Turin family?

Then, after these last ten difficult days, the Red Blood Fortress, which had experienced turmoil and chaos, assassinations, monsters, and turmoil, finally returned to its former prosperous and peaceful life.

However, before it is all over, there are still some "aftermath" issues that must be dealt with, especially some people and things during the turmoil - the Overseer Nilton, who was the scapegoat for the crimes committed by the Doge's Palace, and who has to bear the wrath of the entire Red Blood Keep in the public trial.

As the object of "public trial", Nilton was also regarded by the nobles in the Red Blood Castle as a sign of the Governor's Mansion bowing his head......

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Dressed in a coarse linen suit and bound by chains, the "former" Overseer of the Doge's Palace, Nilton, was standing alone at the gate of the Red Blood Castle, in front of a makeshift gallows.

It's not accurate to say "temporary", because this gallows has been around for a long time - it was here that he hanged dozens or hundreds of unlucky people who refused to be blackmailed by him for months, and cut off their heads by the way.

Glancing at the noose overhead, a numb Nilton looked at the nearby onlookers, as well as the faces of Governor Gaspar and the Countess on the city gates.

"Hang him——! hang him——! hang him——! hang him——!"

Faced with the tsunami-like anger and malice of the surrounding mountains, and the cold eyes of Governor Byrne... Nilton, who was betrayed and betrayed, is almost a dead man at this moment.

It's not surprising that these untouchables hate him... Anyway, he never expected them to be grateful to him, but their appearance made him feel ridiculous.

It is the same group of people, when they are still in power, they are all afraid of themselves, and they can't wait to bribe themselves without intimidating themselves, and they flatter themselves in every way; when they see that they are unlucky, they run up and shout and shout to kill, as if they do not do so they will not show that they are on the side of justice.

This is the true face of the Byrnes, the self-proclaimed proud, fearless of power, and brave and dedicated! Pull out their clothes, and be as coarse and contemptible as the Sachlan Croppers and the Lothair Mountain People!

What a knight's hometown, what a southern overlord, it's not the same as the inflammatory and attached power, and there are only clever countrymen in their heads.

What really made him desperate was the Governor of Gaspar, who sold himself to the Turin family without even hesitating in exchange for reconciliation between the two sides!

I didn't look directly into my eyes by the other party, and I didn't feel guilty about saying that I wanted to take all the responsibility... It's even more devastating.

Whether it is martial law Red Blood Castle or blockade of the county, spreading rumors while wantonly arresting "rumor-mongers...... All of them were orders from Governor Gaspar!

From a wandering knight to an Overseer who nominally has all of Byrne, to a prisoner who is now about to be hanged... Now Nilton is completely dead, and he has no motivation to struggle for mercy or resist.

Sir Euron Eckert, captain of the Earlguard's guard and inquisitor of the Red Blood Castle, stood in front of Nilton with his broadsword in his hands, and looked at the man who was already like a walking corpse, and there was a little pity in his eyes.

Although the other party is guilty, in all fairness, all he does is to carry out the orders of the people to whom he is loyal - as a knight of Byrne, loyalty is above all virtues, and loyalty is the highest virtue;

Of course, the captain of the Euron guard was also convinced that the Earl would never let himself do such a thing that would damage his honor.

No way, loyalty is the fate and ultimate destination of knights...... You can only blame yourself, you have not found a master with such a good heart as Miss Charlotte Turin!

What's more, you have killed people with your own hands - this gallows under the gate of the Red Blood Castle has killed hundreds of unjust souls because of you, taking bribes, extorting shops, extorting caravans, colluding with gangsters, and recruiting thieves...... These charges alone,

Decapitation is also a matter of course!

Otherwise, what will happen to those who are innocent and die in vain? What will happen to the bitter masters who have been blackmailed by you and even destroyed their families and families?!

Because of this, the captain of the Euron guard only sighed a little about the fate of the knight, and waved his hand to the person in charge sent by the Holy Cross Church beside him without hesitation:

"Execution. ”

The nervous priest nodded hurriedly, and then looked at Nilton sternly: "In the name of the Holy Cross, on behalf of Charlotte Turin, Count of the Red Blood Castle, and Gaspar Vane, the Governor of Byrne, I hereby sentence you to death - the accused, do you have any objections?!"

"Hang him——! hang him——! hang him——! hang him——!"

Before the priest could finish speaking, the murderous voice had completely drowned out his words.

Nilton, who was numb, raised his head calmly and glanced very defiantly at the captain of the Euron guard;

Sir Euron, who was frowning, stepped forward, and at the moment when he put the noose on Nilton, he suddenly pounced frantically with his eyes wide and stared at him:

"I see, I finally get it! It's a trap... It was a trap from the beginning!"

"I didn't die at the hands of you shit, or at the hands of that little girl, Earl... The one who really killed me was the black-haired wizard - he was the one who saw through the truth about the vampire, and he was the one who killed the vampire!"

"It won't be long before he... He's going to slaughter the Governor——!!!!"

"Puff ——!"

The pedals under the gallows were opened, and a hideous expression Nelton hung on the noose with a twisted neck, and his dark eyes still carried the last moment of fear in his life......