Amazing victory? A big reversal of pink hair? Long live the Queen?

There were many and different names for that day, and in the end everyone tacitly chose to call it 'Bloody Judgment'. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

More than a month had passed, and after the passion and the blood splattered on the stone slabs had receded, the soldiers found that their lives seemed to have changed little from before—the constant martial law, some jubilantly looking forward to a share of the fruits of victory, others restless and fearful of the impending reckoning, the pickets...... It's not called that now...... The Commander's most trusted Order, the Light Truth Society, is still the Brotherhood or something, replacing the red-clad elite of the sinners Renault and Whitemayne, coming to review and take some people away from time to time.

Except that the food supply is gradually becoming more abundant and abundant, everything seems to be the same as before?

Of course, there are many differences, such as the old bones that were dug up under Renault's rule, and the smug old man who walked outside the camp every day with great ambition, and the one-eyed bad old man called Daddy led a vicious hound and smiled strangely as he passed through everyone's tents...... It was the vicious dog that once belonged to Lockhee, but now it has obediently become the pet of the old villain...... Some say that Lockhee happened to run out of the chaos of the Scarlet Trial, happened to meet the commander's silver-haired friend who was escaping from prison, and happened to call out to his vicious dogs with a dog whistle.

Then he was torn apart by his own hound.

Luck and bad news gradually befell the camp, and the latest personnel arrangements mixed with jealousy and resentment spread through the grapevine - the pesky opportunist Flamon became a centurion and moved into a small house of his own, and rumors of a knighthood in the near future.

A spy who had deceived Renault was now in charge of intelligence, and his name was unclear - perhaps known, but not mentioned, and he decided who was arrested.

Timid and honest old White was still an errand runner - but he was the closest to the commander, and he now served as a herald, going from place to place every day, bringing orders from the commander in a comical tone.

It was rumored that the former Scarlet Warrior Herold was also the Commander's man, but there was no further news. He seemed to have vanished, but it was also said that he was on a secret mission as a commander, and that the terrible woman Clement, who had led a horde of hordes of horrible cavalry and mystical barbarians back from the snowman, was now a hot figure—nothing like that before. She is in charge of the defense of the entire monastery, leading the most elite troops and directing all military operations.

Corresponding to Clement was the Commander's blonde friend, who seemed to be in charge of all logistics and personnel transfers. How does this work? She looked so young and inexperienced, but no one had ever gone hungry so far.

Duane still watched his library and studied the mystical magic all day long, the nobles raised their jaws as they walked, and the Scarlet Crusaders mixed in with a few savages, their lingua franca with a strong, strange vernacular accent, always screaming at the ordinary.

Anything else is not worth mentioning, such as the ghost of a girl who is always said to wander in the middle of the night, crying with a clump of withered plant fragments.

Ignoring the last rumor, Camanio dressed up in his newfound plain robes with a striking silver badge — a balance resting under alternating warhammers.

He was once arrested by Renault's pickets. They tortured him what he wanted him to confess to that didn't exist, but he never gave in, and now he is respected by everyone...... Or a frightened juror.

Camanio marched through the barracks to the chapel, where he saw the commander seated on the first place, bowing respectfully - she had brought back the ancient and just system of justice, just as it had been decades before, when upright people gathered to vote on whether a person was guilty or not. and what kind of punishment should he receive?

No more torture and torture, no more false accusations and perjury, and Camanio couldn't be happier with everything he had now, including the extra fruit that was distributed after the meeting.

Great fair! Take on the extra work and you'll be rewarded!

"Ahem...... The trial begins now. I will continue to act as the Chief Prosecutor temporarily. ”

Loria cleared her throat and straightened her seat again...... Camanio was amazed by the details, which were a sign of respect for the law, and if it weren't for the temporary regulations of war, which forbade the hanging of portraits of commanders, he would have wanted to place the great little pink fur on the altar.

The trial proceeded in an orderly manner, and several of the people accused of aiding the sinner Renault in the mutilation of innocent soldiers were brought up by the hunched Veshas...... Camanio frowned. He didn't like this man who was good at courtesy, but he had no reason to accuse him - he was also said to have protected many from cruel trials.

Although everyone knows that this cunning fellow is betting on both ends, the law is the law, and good deeds with malicious intent will not be held accountable.

The witnesses testified in turn under the witness of the Light, and two of them were convicted of being convicted of being convicted of being forced to participate in the crime of harming their companions...... The former is more controversial, he was tortured and made false accusations; The latter betrayed his comrades with just a verbal threat, and even stabbed innocent people.

The jurors began to get together to deliberate, and finally gave the former a month-long confinement and free participation in the renovation of the chapel - the chapel, which had been rolled by the black dragon and bombarded by water cannons, was crumbling after temporary repairs.

As for the latter...... Sentenced to two years as a member of the Atonement Mission...... A death squad-like organization, with no merit and no honor, will fight against the most dangerous enemies, sacrificing their lives to protect the crusaders and the people in order to pay for their sins.

Camanio liked the new organization, unlike the fallen Scarlet Crusaders before them, and they didn't take their lives even if they wanted to punish their crimes.

"So, do you still have any objections to the verdict?"

Loria asked as usual, and those convicted of minor crimes hurriedly shook their heads in obedience, while those convicted of joining the Atonement Corps cried out.

The new commander seemed impatient and frowned at the second round of trials...... As a result, no one escaped the law.

"This is the last batch, right?"

After the sinners had been taken away, Loria whispered to the jurors, and after receiving an affirmative answer, she let out a relaxed sigh and collapsed into her seat...... You understand that.

The power to judge others is so terrible that it tortures sinners and devours themselves. (To be continued.) )