Chapter 495: Justice of Vengeance
Twenty-seven women, more than thirty children, and more than a dozen craftsmen were a lot of money as slaves, and for the Kuaidao Regiment, which had been reduced to a bandit group, this was a rare and great gain.
Slightly different from some people's speculation, the Swift Knife Regiment that is now causing chaos around the new Knight Lord is not a pure bandit group of improvised stragglers, his predecessor is the Swift Knife Warriors, a large mercenary group hired by the Marquis of Rebellion.
For the mercenary group, it is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime good thing to be taken into account by a certain big lord, the mercenary group itself can get official establishment and supplies, ordinary members can get rich remuneration and promotion opportunities, and for the high-level, it is the only chance to become a nobleman.
There is no shortage of careerists among the mercenaries with mottled births, as long as they are given enough compensation, the mercenaries who are originally outlaws can pluck anyone's head, including their own, and let themselves and their children and grandchildren become high-ranking nobles, which makes countless mercenary powerhouses excited.
But the big lord will not throw away the opportunity to be incorporated at will, and the new nobles who want to divide the territory are equivalent to cutting meat from him, and even if they are low-level titles without territories, they must give equal value to their retainers.
Want to get the title of nobility? Yes, you can fight with your life, as long as you prove your strength on the battlefield and get enough merits, you may be able to gain the appreciation of the great lord.
Note that the premise of this is that those big mercenary groups can obtain enough merit, and the establishment remains intact, at least the combat strength is still above eighty, after all, the big nobles are never philanthropists, even if you have made great contributions. Once you lose your value. It also makes no sense. And a mercenary group with heavy losses is very suitable for waste use, ordinary members can at least become qualified private soldiers, and it is also cheap for a strong person who does not have a strong team to buy alone, which is the favorite "obligation (free)" cannon fodder of the nobles.
Therefore, war, pure and dangerous, is not a task that ordinary mercenaries are willing to participate in. After all, when the return is high, it also represents a very high risk, but everyone knows that the most people in the world are careerists and gamblers who think they are the only lucky ones.
As long as there is war, there are vultures and coyotes chasing war, and the big lords do like temporary mercenary groups, although more than seventy percent of war mercenary groups are discarded pawns, but those rare cases of lucky enough to become nobles and regular legions inspire more mercenary group moths to fight the fire.
And the original Quick Knife Warrior Group is one of the "lucky ones". He succeeded in making an amazing feat, but
"The regimental leader, Ent, is dead. Our exploits are gone, the Blade Warriors are gone, several of the eldest brothers have been hanged on the flagpole, only the deputy head Karn has become a knight nobleman, and Brother Zinke said that it was Karn who betrayed us and exchanged the lives of his brothers for wealth, so we came to Karn for revenge. ”
"Killing civilians?"
"That's Karn's property, and we're going to sell more, at least get our fair share back."
Is the lord the personal wealth of the lord? In a sense, this is also a mainstream concept in this world.
The two sentinels of the Swift Knife Regiment lay together, one unable to move, while the other calmly stated their "righteous revenge" in front of me.
And being able to say these behaviors without changing his face is not that his psychological elements are good, but that his soul is collapsing, and he can't stop the leakage of information at all.
Retracting the index finger placed on the sentry's forehead, the black mist began to dissipate, and the black eyes had lost focus, and with it, the soul of the weak.
Even though he still had breath and temperature, he was already a living dead.
And when I put my index finger on the face of the other sentry, the young face was distorted by fear, and cold sweat dripped frantically, and the yellow liquid that came out from under my body made me frown even more.
"Smack!"
The other party's ugliness made me have no intention of verifying the information, and the stench even made me lose interest in his corpse.
With a snap of his fingers, the local suffocation that extracted moisture and air turned the sentry into a dried corpse in fear, and the deadly restraint turned even the usual desperate cries for help by choking his own neck into a luxury, and the only signs of resistance were the blood marks of his fingernails on the ground.
I haven't acted as an evil undead spellcaster for a long time, and it seems to be a good thing that I don't have a loose hand, but the changes in the "companions" behind it are very obvious.
The scattered mercenaries led by the dwarven brothers had a little ugly on their faces, but more of them were respectful and fearful, understanding that it was one thing to be strong, and it was another thing to be ruthless and strong.
I had the same smile on my face, but I was very satisfied, at least in the short term, and the negative effects of my past disobedience can be ignored.
For mercenaries, the powerful and cruel necromancer is not easy to fool, and my orders as an employer should be carried out.
And Winston, the old buddy of Old Patton, had a somewhat ugly face, and was still tinkering with something in his mouth.
"Evil necromancer? Why didn't the Light kill him? "Even if I don't read my lips, I can guess what he's thinking, after all, this old guy is a traditional Light believer who goes to church twice a week.
At this time, the biggest reaction was probably Katarina, she hid behind her stepfather with a pale face, her lips were biting tightly, her eyes couldn't help wandering, and she didn't dare to look at the corpses that were in a terrible state of death.
My face didn't change, but I sighed in my heart.
"Got up your mind? It is really a wise choice to cut off the signs directly, so as not to sink too deep into the little girl. ”
The sound of the dead cat's gloating voice sounded in his ears, in which the pure joy and malice were simply undisguised, it seemed that this dead cat was also a member of the FFF.
But I shook my head.
"Don't overthink it, I'm just using the best way to get information. I'm a necromancer now, and it's rare to use torture without necromancy? ”
And the northern trio over there, the two veterans didn't care, but the goblin Thor was full of hesitation, if it weren't for the fact that the situation was too inappropriate, I'm afraid he would have taken out the tool manual and flipped through it as usual.
"Are we right to attack these people?"
Don't get me wrong, the red glow of the conviction technique has already pronounced the death sentence on the two sentinels, but what Thor is questioning is the "truth" they state.
Hearing this, I laughed dumbly, this Thor is too tender, even if I have doubts in my heart, I accidentally asked it, and it was a necromancer.
"But if a qiē is true, they have a reason to take revenge."
"Revenge, please go to me, what does it have to do with innocent villagers. Oh, you probably think that the lord is the wealth of the lord, and taking his wealth is also a kind of revenge. ”
Thor fell silent, apparently endorsing the traditional view of the lord as the wealth of the lord.
I also fell into deep thought, tradition is sometimes really annoying, even if it seems absurd and unreasonable to me, but if most people agree with it, even if it is false, it will become true, even if it is unreasonable, it will become an iron law.
And another potential meaning of this tradition is that the status of the aristocracy is higher than that of the commoners, and people are not equal, if I want to prove that this traditional concept is wrong, it is equivalent to declaring that equality of all people is the truth, then in this era of feudal kingship, it is almost dead.
And in this cruel world of wind and rain, in the concept of the world, bloody revenge is the most basic right of a person, but it is much more legitimate than any law, just like in the cruel world of martial arts novels, it is natural for a son to avenge his father.
The only power to enforce the law needs to be supported by the only political power, and if someone says that only the legal profession can carry out the death penalty, it will only be regarded as a joke.
It doesn't take a moment to prove one tradition wrong, let alone two, so I decided to bypass "tradition" first.
"Are they guilty?"
"Yes, the conviction and testimony proved his guilt."
"Do they deserve death?"
"Damn, not only did they carry out the massacre, but they also had kidnapping, human trafficking, and other crimes, which all add up to capital crimes."
"Then it's right to execute them now. Don't interrupt me, I know you want to say they have freedom for revenge. But that doesn't mean they shouldn't be punished for their crimes, does it? ”
"Yes, but"
"This is this, that is that, this sin is counted separately from the other. Since the current one is right, let's get the immediate one done first, and then we have time to deal with the next one. These robbers deserve to die, so they are dead, and if the lord is guilty, you can judge him again. ”
Thor suddenly realized, and began to take out his notebook with excitement on his face.
Everyone else was surprised that the stubborn Law Profession could be convinced, and even the Dark Elf Anti-Knight, who always had a cold face, showed a slightly surprised look.
And I was secretly complaining, looking at this little idiot, and accidentally teaching addiction came up again, hoping that nothing would be seen.
"Wait, that's not right."
And looking at the robbers who were still staring at us and drooling, I suddenly felt that something seemed wrong.
"Huh? The Quick Knife Regiment has discovered us? ”
"No, don't you think it's weird? Why are they waiting here with these captives, so that they are not afraid of being discovered by the lord? ”
"The sentry just now said that he wanted to sell some prisoners for money, this is not a transaction acceptable to ordinary merchants, there are no professional slave traders around, they are all trading in person, which means that they are waiting for the other party of the transaction!"
"Not only that, but attacking the village will be surrounded by the lord, but it is a felony that the bandits dare not do. Since they were sure to exchange the villagers for money from the start, it is likely that they were hired to collect captives, and who are the people around them who are most in need of them now? It's the Ten Thousand Dead who are in dire need of sacrifices! ”
"Maybe there will be clues from those cultists, no, such an important sacrifice should be taken by the high-level of the Ten Thousand Dead Society!"
When I came to an agreement with the dead cat, I looked at the robbers with greed in my eyes, like seeing a delicious fat sheep. (To be continued......)