Everyone was stunned!

Thousands of pairs of eyes were all staring at the young man in the middle of the field, in golden helmets and armor.

The same number of ears were pricked up as they listened to the new ruler of Ravennaburg, lest they miss a single word that would determine his fate.

Everyone forgot to even breathe.

Human civil war, do not kill nobles, this is almost the consensus since the birth of the Kaos continent. Unless it was the nobles of the country who committed treason, they would surely be spared.

Redemption with gold is the rule of the Rick Empire.

The martial Bakaria Fortress, any nobleman who is found guilty of a crime, can offer to prove his innocence in a duel: as long as he or a knight he appoints willing to fight for him wins the duel with the knight sent by the accusing side, then he is innocent!

It sounds ridiculous, but in an era where it is widely believed that the aristocracy is the cornerstone of the state, it is the best way to show off the privileges of the nobility.

This rule was also revered by noble goddesses.

However, just now, Martin actually announced that he was going to hang the Duke of Hargati Ravenna?

Almost everyone thought they were hallucinating.

Whether it was the lords of the Duchy of Ravenna, the warriors of Fort Lorraine, or the likes of Sylvie and Gal beside Martin.

Everyone has a hellish look on their faces!

Martin's proclamation continues: "Yes, you heard me right! I was invited by Princess Karna Lopez, the rightful heir to the throne of your country, to fly the flag of the Lorrainburg Chamber of Commerce and sail into the upper reaches of the Rick River in an unarmed boat!"

"But I and my caravan have been attacked! Duke Ravenna, without a declaration of war, or even warning, sent a fleet of destroyers to try to board ships in the early morning to attack me and my guards, to seize the ships that belonged to me, and to kill me and my men!

"After I arrived at Rick City, he also sent an intimidation officer to demand that I compensate him for his alleged losses, and send the soldiers who had defended me to the guillotine of the Duke of Ravenna's house. ”

"I never thought there would be such brazen people in the world!?"

"Now, here I am—with righteous fury!"

"I hereby proclaim, in the name of Martin Lorraine, the hanging of Duke Hagati Ravenna, and all the sinners who instigated him to attack my fleet!

Martin's loud voice was heard throughout the city.

Almost all of Ravenna's citizens trembled, except for one guy dressed as an interior officer, who hesitated for a moment, but raised his hand.

"You!"

"No one has the right to execute a duke except Emperor Rick......" the guy said weakly.

Instead of answering directly, Martin coldly called out a name: "Assi!"

There is no promise, and a lightning arrow is the best response.

The guy was shot in the heart by Asis who suddenly shot him, and the whole person flew upside down and was nailed to the city wall.

Until the moment he died, he still did not believe that Martin would order him to be killed.

In his opinion, he was just making an opinion.

Wide-eyed, lost focus. The body dripping with blood still twitched on its own.

There was a loud scream from the crowd, and then the sound died down again, intimidated by the unsheathed swordsmen of Lorraineburg and the Wood Elf archers.

Only then did Martin Shi Ran say: "Duke, what I'm going to put to death is just a guy who writes dukes and reads scum." I'll ask one last time, who's in favor of, who's against!"

Martin's words are simply domineering, and every word of him is like the judgment of the Grim Reaper.

Who is against!

Who dies –

"Whoa!" the soldiers and civilians of the Duke of Ravenna knelt down.

They bowed their humble heads to the conqueror of this foreign land.

This is a bow to force, a bow to hegemony.

Martin sneered: "No one objected, right?"

His eyes were like a sword, and he glanced at the group of relatives and friends of the Duke of Ravenna. There were his wives, his daughters, the lower nobles on whom he depended, and his former bodyguards.

Now everyone bowed their heads and trembled, lest Martin's gaze would rest on them.

This scene seems so ridiculous and ridiculous.

With less than 300 troops, they captured a castle with more than 1,000 troops and 4 or 5,000 people, and hanged their lords in public.

However, this scene did happen.

"Very good! Execution! Let them raise their heads and open their eyes and see, whoever closes his eyes will die!" Martin gave the final order.

At the exclamations of the Duke's relatives and friends, a sword was pressed against their necks, and the cold touch forced them to gasp as they stared at the struggling Duke Ravenna.

The trap that supported Duke Ravenna's feet was suddenly opened. In the bag strapped to his ankle, the heavy stone tugged at his body and sank sharply.

The rope that twisted around his neck had a roughness that he had never touched in his life. The force of the fall from under his feet made him lose the ability to breathe for a moment.

The once elegant face was swollen with extreme lack of oxygen. His eyeballs bulged out, his teeth rattled, and in this case, his lower body involuntarily began to become congested, and then incontinent again.

The whole process took about a minute, but the relatives and friends of the Duke of Ravenna seemed to be tormented in hell for a century.

Duke Hagati Ravenna was hanged!

There was a silent commotion in the crowd.

Satisfied, Martin turned around and stepped off the stage: "I'll go and see my loot." I'll leave it to you. ”

Sylvie's eyes widened, she thought Martin was exaggerating this. Who would have thought that Martin would want to rob someone's ducal palace in turn!

This is the territory of the Rick Empire!

How bold Martin must have been to do this!

Sylvie was in a hurry, but in the next moment, she thought of a good idea.

Do what you think.

In front of thousands of uneasy people, Sylvie walked to the middle of the stage, slapped her left breastplate, and shouted: "Holy Grail Knight Sylvie Grants, ask the great Red Knight God to arbitrate - may I ask - is this a chivalrous battle!"

Martin's brutal approach not only unnerved the people of Ravennaburg, but also had a sense of excesses among his own people. The swordsmen were a little apprehensive.

However, Sylvie's approach undoubtedly gave them a reassurance.

This was the age of the gods, and in Baccagliari, where justice and chivalry were admired, there was still the practice of applying to the gods for arbitration. If the god of knights decides that this is a just battle, then not only will he give an answer, but he will also affirm the merits of the participants in an additional way.