The smoke of gunpowder was flying, piles of corpses and mountains of bones were burning under the fire emitting the stench of scorched proteins, and the black owls in the sky were unwilling to roar in hoarse voices, as if blaming the dangerous humans on the ground for throwing all their food into the fire, leaving little for them to have a rare chance to fill their stomachs. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Groups of rebel soldiers, whose hands and feet were tied together, hung their heads and were dragged to the side in despair, and under the escort of many generals, Uvel, Sico, and Kazari were escorted to Wren.

and a neatly dressed aristocratic corpse, the poor fellow was hit by a stray arrow, and half of his skull was shattered with an arrow down the door of his head, and his flaxen-colored hair with a slight hint of gold thread mixed with dark red blood and shrunken and wrinkled tofu exuded a strong smell of death.

Wren turned to look at the three nobles, looking down at them from above. He smiled with a faint soft smile on his face, as if the burning corpse behind him was just an inconspicuous background. It was noon, and the sun moved like a circle of light to Wren's head, and he had his back to the sun, and the shadow of the backlight made his face look a little gray. Wren stepped up to Khazari and raised his chin slightly at the warrior behind him, who grabbed Khazari's wet hair and jerked it back.

Kazari immediately tilted his head, the glare of the sun made him squint and couldn't see Wren's expression clearly. He shook his head stubbornly, trying to break free from the hand that grabbed his hair at the back of his head, but unfortunately he did useless work.

"Meet me, I'm Wren. Wren bent down slightly, and plucked from Khazari's chest a delicate family crest, which was made of pure gold and inlaid with rare gemstones, like a fine work of art. Kazari suddenly struggled, he looked at Wren viciously, but Wren looked at the family emblem in his hand indifferently, and after a moment stuffed it into his pocket. He was facing forward, his black pupils slowly rolling downward, and the afterglow of the corner of his eye fell on Kazari's face, ignoring Kazali's fierce expression, but finding it funny, "From today onwards, the Candela Blue Gun Nobles are dead. ”

"No!", Khazari roared loudly, "No, never! I am an Orlando nobleman, and I enjoy the privilege of the death order, you can't kill me on the battlefield, and don't even want to kill me now." Candela's Blue Lance family will never die, never!", he gasped violently, trembling with anger, the disability of his legs gave him great physical pain, and the death and defeat of his clan made his soul tremble. His breathing was a slight whistle, and it was clear that the high-intensity combat and serious injuries might have injured his trachea or airways, and a trace of bright red blood flowed down his nose as he breathed, and the scarlet color made his face even paler.

With a vicious and hateful look in his eyes, he said word by word: "The Candela Blue Spear Nobleman will never die!"

Wren pursed his lips and frowned slightly, "Your words make me very confused, I remember that all the members of the Blue Gun Family have been executed, could it be that you still have relatives left behind?"

"Guess what, son of a bitch!", Kazari scolded Wren, forcing a smug smile, the fire in his eyes almost igniting the air in front of him.

Wren was not moved in the slightest, the losers will always vent their anger with their mouths, his mind was calm at this time, and all the cells in his body enjoyed the excitement of victory, he lowered his head and looked directly into Kazari's eyes, "Do you plead guilty? If you beg for my forgiveness and confess your treason, I will forgive you for part of your crimes and escort you to the Imperial Diet for a fair trial." This may be the best option for you. ”

Wren's condescending tone was like a handout, an insult to Kazari, who gritted his teeth, his gums began to bleed under the pressure of immense pressure, and the fishy sweet taste bombarded his already numbed taste buds. His chest swelled twice, and his body trembled from two sneers, "You dream!", he raised his head, proud like a swan about to fly, "The blue gun will never admit defeat, nor will he beg for mercy, even if he fights to the last man." ”

Wren sighed lightly and bowed slightly, "I respect your courage and the bearing of sticking to your family motto, we are two very different positions, but that doesn't stop me from respecting you. Then ......", Wren held the long sword at his waist with one hand and slowly pulled it out, the sound of metal grinding was like the footsteps of death approaching, the muscles on Kazari's face trembled rapidly, and his eyes continued to blink uncontrollably, Wren's long sword was finally pulled out, he held the hilt of the sword in both hands and raised it high, the tip of the sword was aimed at Kazali's throat, "Please allow me to offer my last respect!"

Kazari's pupils shrank suddenly, and he seemed to want to say something, but Wren didn't give him any chance. He thrust his hands downward, the sword plunging into his body as it ran down the soft spot between Kazari's throat and sternum. All of Kazari's words were choked in his stomach, and Uvel and Sico on the side also trembled violently, they couldn't believe that Wren had actually executed a nobleman after the nobleman's defeat, and the nobleman also asserted that he had the power to redeem the death order.

The insertion of the long sword destroyed the dense blood vessels in Kazari's body, and the blood gushed quickly in his body, the internal pressure rose rapidly, and he opened his mouth and coughed violently, spurting out a mouthful of blood with every cough. Wren slowly drew his sword, Kazari was not immediately dead, his hair was grabbed by the soldiers, and all the weight of his body was pressed against his neck. With a click, the cervical spine could not bear the weight of the whole body and dislocated, the signal of the central system could no longer be connected smoothly, and his body began to twitch.

The luster in his eyes finally faded and faded, blood foamed in his mouth, and a feeling of extreme fatigue occupied Kazari's consciousness that began to dissipate, and he slowly closed his eyes until he died, and the hatred was not extinguished!

Wren took out a pure white spotless handkerchief and wiped the long sword, the scarlet blood wiped away, leaving only the sword body that could reflect the human figure. He casually abandoned the handkerchief, handed the long sword to Blair, glanced at Kazari's corpse, and pursed his lips, "Candela Blue Gun nobleman Kazari died in battle, and he was beheaded, and he was carried on the flagpole with his family, all the way to the imperial capital, so that people would know the fate of the rebellion." ”

The soldier behind Kazari pulled out a dagger more than a foot long from his waist, cut off his head neatly, and quickly ran into the distance. And the headless corpse was also dragged away and thrown into the fire.

Wren took a step forward and stood in front of Sico, who had completely lost the ability to resist compared to Khazari's tenacity and resistance. He was shivering all over, and the blood that began to dry on his body mixed with sweat and urine made Wren frown. Wren took two steps back and covered his nose, "Give him a wash, it stinks." Immediately, two soldiers grabbed Sico's arms like wolves, dragged him far away, and poured dirty water mixed with dirt on him.

Wren, on the other hand, looked at the last man, Uvel.

In fact, compared to others, Uvel is really lucky, at least he is still alive, and his family is still alive, in such a turmoil, his ending at this time can be said to be earned.

"I think you already know me. Wren smiled, acting like a nobleman who strictly adhered to the demeanor of the nobility and had a good upbringing like a gentleman, "Then what is your choice? is it to survive and beg for my forgiveness, or for the sake of the dignity of the nobles and the family, and use death to achieve your dignity for a moment?"

Uvel lowered his head, his hands clenched into fists, his body trembling slightly, and the two choices in his inner world were fiercely fighting. On the one hand, if you lose all your dignity, self-esteem and decency, you can live, and maybe the life of the family can continue. On the other hand, dignity and decency were gained, but life was lost, and all family members may be buried because of it.

"My patience is not very good, and I am also very busy, especially at this time, I don't have much time left for you, I hope you will choose as soon as possible. Wren raised his wrist, palm up, Blair respectfully bent his upper body, held the sword with both hands, and put the hilt of the sword in Wren's palm.

Uvel's face was pale and sweating like rain at this time, and he struggled, but finally turned into a helpless sigh.

He knelt in front of Wren, prostrate deeply, his forehead pressed against the dirty ground, "I ask you to forgive me for all the crimes I have committed, I ask you to let me get a fair and just trial, and I beg your forgiveness as an imperial nobleman." He blushed and hesitated, but finally kissed the upper of Wren's boots. At this moment, his blood pressure increased suddenly, making his eyes black for a while, and countless black and white shadows were flying.

Shame, deep shame, shame that cannot be washed away!

Wren finally showed a real smile as if the snow melted in March, and he bent down to help Uvel up, patting the grass clippings on his shoulders and body, "Your choice is wise and correct. I will give you and your people appropriate preferential treatment, and I will also arrange for escorts to escort you and your people to the imperial capital for trial. He paused, laughed twice, and continued: "Don't worry too much, the death order can get you away with it, but the title of nobility may have to be stripped away. You may also be exiled personally, but your people have been redeemed by your choice, and you are a true hero. Wren's tone was sincere, "You saved them!"

Wren's words were like a sharp knife that tore all of Uvel's dignity apart, but it also gave him a strange feeling. (To be continued.) )