On the western edge of the Anjar mountain range, is the end of a great river that meanders and meanders under the name 'Count'. Quietly flowing to the southeast, on the banks of the River Count stands a glitzy frontier city, which is known to the Trian people as the entrance to civilization - the city of Entle. The city walls of Entre City are towering, the arrow towers are numerous, and on the square gate made of stone and bricks, there is a feather cross coat of arms hanging from it, which is really shining and dazzling. Like Entel's beacon, it continues to show off the authority and strength of its owner to the people who pass by the city.

After a brief interrogation by the guards at the gates, the bustling crowd finally entered the city through the gravel-paved Entre Boulevard, and the small castle in the city stood out against the backdrop of the pointed hat-like dwellings around it. It resembles a small hill with a spire of fluttering flags in the middle of the city of Entre and looks down on the central square under the small castle.

The central square was particularly lively today, and the crowd of onlookers stood around the square, stretching their necks and pointing fingers at the periphery of the square, and the crowd looked at the men and women who were escorted by the soldiers of Entle, and these people who knelt down in the square were in a state of despair, their eyes full of despair, and their white linen shirts were already stained with their mottled blood. In any case, there is no doubt that these people suffered inhumane abuse by the soldiers of Entre.

"I heard that these guys are killers sent by Yafen." There was constant gossip in the crowd that was not clear.

"I think these people are innocent civilians!" There were also constant rebuttals in the crowd.

"In short, what our lord has decided cannot be changed." This is the most common voice in the crowd. "May the goddess Arcana redeem the souls of these people."

Amid the boiling voices, the door of the small castle ushered in a 'bang'. The gate was almost slammed open by something huge and strong, and a fat body struggled to escape the gate of the small castle, and finally stepped on the other leg as it wished, under the threat of almost crushing the door frame of the small castle. The body was draped in a magnificent fur coat, which made his bloated body even more bloated, to be precise, he looked like an angry boar covered in a shiny skin, he gasped as he went, his face full of beard and erect short hair, even his eyebrows were red like fire, and a round angry eye was embedded under his fleshy face.

"Your Excellency, noble Earl, these are the spies from Yafenburg that we have captured." A sergeant in the form of an adjutant looked meaningfully at the courtier beside the earl, who nodded with a smile on his face.

"Do all these annoying guys have a clear explanation of what they have done? Other than that! The crime of poisoning me must be 'announced' to these lowly civilians right here. This time I'm not going to just cut off the head of the leader like last time. Rather, it is to kill them all to prevent future trouble! The Earl's round eyes, which were embedded in the flesh of his face, showed a sly and fierce light, and his nose spurted a white breath, and he glared angrily at the old prisoner who was kneeling beside his lieutenant. I'm angry this time, if I'm not mistaken, you old guy is called Wicktim, you've me off completely. Although you are a nobleman of Woodbank, the law of the day is - a vassal of a vassal, not a vassal of mine. ”

"Your Excellency, you are the highest master of this city, and the power of life and death is in your hands. Kindness is relative, and we courtiers who are honored to be your courtiers will support your decision no matter what. "The adjutant has almost perfected his skills in slapping horses, but this time it is out of place.

"Duozhong can listen to you." The Earl just snorted coldly, "I suggest you don't talk nonsense. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency! We are fully aware of the crimes of these men, and while only some of them were directly involved in the murder of you, they were indeed spies sent by Jaffin. These fellows 'deliberately' pretend to be civilians in an attempt to conceal their eyes, but they are secretly colluding with these scum in your court, in a vain attempt to poison your honor. The adjutant's eyes shot a strange light, he raised his hand to break the mouth of the old prisoner kneeling beside him, the old prisoner's eyes only flowed two lines of old tears, the adjutant looked at him with a playful expression, pouting, "Although they should have been allowed to state their own crimes, but in order to prevent the news of our Entre from leaking out, we have cut their tongues." Yo, this old man is not small, I heard that the Glenn family of Woodbank was made a horse breeder by Lord Baron Sherlock. ”

"Well done, my adjutant sir, I wish you hadn't talked so much nonsense. Did Prince Lotate bring me any other necessary props for his handwriting? The earl's mouth was close to the adjutant's ear, and he asked in a low voice. That's our business, but don't forget - I'll reward you later. ”

"I can't thank you enough, noble Earl, I have prepared for you what you wanted! Lo and behold, they're all here. The adjutant was immediately overjoyed, and he neatly took out two different handwritten letters from his bosom and a wooden lamp filled with white powder when the lid was lifted.

"Thank you, step aside, Mr. Adjutant. I will reward you well. The Earl nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand to the adjutant, and instructed the two guards beside him, who nodded and quietly followed the proud adjutant.

"Ah, my dear people! These people in front of you, they will all die in a moment! The Count cried out almost in a roaring tone, "I will kill these men who have murdered me!" I don't have any mercy for them anymore! This is not a massacre, it is on behalf of our goddess Arcana to punish evil heretics! ”

"Nonsense, there are women among the people you want to kill! How can they be vicious heretics who work hard all day long?! The onlookers of Entre residents made an uproar, but the guards of Entre quickly shut up the noisy Entre residents, and in the crowd, a middle-aged man was pulled out by Entle's guards.

"Your Excellency the Earl, this man just took the lead in offending your will." The guards kicked him to the ground, and he was escorted to the Earl, who did not even look at the middle-aged man.

"I know that among these sinful people there may be friends or acquaintances of yours. But the relationship will soon be severed. I am here today to carry out public executions in order to give you a satisfactory explanation and to clarify that I am not a person who likes to kill, and that I have always followed principles in the use of force. The earl slapped the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground to the ground. But these people are really hateful, and last time because of my momentary kindness, I only killed the leaders of them, and the sinners were only exiled by me to Qudebay. But it seems that this is not enough deterrence, they have now begun to intensify, look at how long it has been since the last public execution of the bribed cook in my court here, these evil Yafen villains have increased so much for a while, but they are still almost calculating my ability, I, as your benevolent lord, have many loyal vassals and courtiers, who do their duty and discover the plot of these villains in time. and mastered their crimes of openly violating the admonitions of Arcana. ”

The earl pulled his throat hard, although he gasped a little from time to time because he was too fat, but his aristocratic temperament, unique movements and words were very able to drive the emotions of the onlookers, "This is the handwritten identification of the current king's own brother, the learned and brave Prince of Lotart, the white powder in this wooden jar is a highly toxic agent of Yafen, and this is the designation of Yafen's infiltrator that my vassals have also found in his court." ”

"Koppel, are the people you hired ready?" The Count twisted his head to the side, and his courtiers quickly raised their hands slightly to the crowd around the square.

"Kill them! Kill them! Poisoning is a grave insult to the admonition of the goddesses, who are desecrating the sanctity of Arcana! The onlookers were always easily incited, and they shouted, "Kill the infidels, kill these stinking seeds!" It is a vicious sin to use these shitty methods. "Vegetables, fruits, and eggs were suddenly thrown from the crowd at the men and women who were on their knees, as if this was the last 'hearty' meal for them before going to the temple.

"You have miscalculated, Mr. Wicktim, you are in the wrong queue, your Excellency Baron Woodbank, do not betray me so easily to you, I have in my hand the handle of Lord Sherlock, as long as I move my fingers lightly, Lord Sherlock will be replaced by his brother who is not a great weapon. Your collusion with Yafena's non-climate scholar is really careless. But thank you for accompanying me in this good play, and for the demerits and demerits, and for rewarding you well, my reward is very interesting—I will soon let you go to Arcana without pain, just like the man who cut your tongue just now. "The Count held up the old prisoner's head with one hand, and combed the old prisoner's hair with the other hand with a 'kind' expression." When you get to Arcana, don't say it's mine, I don't move your tongue. ”

"Your Excellency, the sun is already shining above our heads, and it is time to execute these prisoners." The Count was waiting for the moment when the guards would report the time.

"Bring the untouchable you just caught in front of the basket as well." The Count kept turning his nostrils with his fingers, and finally pulled out a piece of booger from his hairy nostrils, "It's as uncomfortable as this boogie." ”

"The Grand Commander of Entle. I'm innocent, innocent! "The middle-aged man saw that his death was approaching, he was almost paralyzed on the ground, and he kept pleading." Your Excellency, you are the most merciful being. Please spare me. It's all my fault for being too talkative, your actions are very legitimate, and it's me who is talking too much. Please spare me. I've never done anything. ”

"I feel like there's a fucking mosquito buzzing in my ears all the time, let the reason hell with it. Give the executioners orders to send these pesky mosquitoes on their way. The Count slapped the old prisoner named Wicktim in the face heavily. Go, dead old man. Don't worry, your family will be there soon. Thank you for finding the reason and basis for me to usurp the title of Yafen. For me, that's a good thing. ”

"Execution!" The soldiers, who were standing behind the prisoners, raised their feet and kicked them in the backs. The executioners in red shirts picked up their decapitation axes, and their axes fell, and one by one their bloody heads fell into the basket of vines produced in Erwinia. There were shouts of excitement from the crowd.