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The corpse-strewn city was as silent as a cemetery, and the smoke and dust of burning the wreckage filled the streets like a layer of morning mist. In the heavy curtains, Hiluda looked out into the courtyard, and the sun shone through the smoke, revealing a haze.

By this time the wall of the courtyard leading to the street had been torn down, and in the haze there was a wide shadow, the outline of which became clear as the light grew brighter and brighter—a makeshift execution ground.

Broken wood and stone are piled up into a hill that rises upwards and is held in the shape of a with thick piles, and at the end of the slope is a relatively flat field. Forty-two gallows stood evenly on it, coarse timber and hemp rope, hanging a group of women in fine costumes in the bright skylight. Each of them used to be high-ranking and majestic officials, and now in order to appease the people's grievances, they are ready to repay the queen's past favor with their heads.

In the general gallows, a pedal will be placed under the prisoner's feet, let them stand on a suspended platform, and when they are tortured, they will directly remove the pedal and use the weight of the prisoner to fall from a high altitude to tear off their necks. But now Oseden can't make this kind of professional gallows, so he can only use three ropes instead of pedals, hang them in mid-air, and suffer a little more.

According to the usual practice, in order to prevent the inmates from yelling and swearing, they have had their vocal cords cut off from the Adam's apple and added anesthetics, and the group of people has fallen into a trance, hanging on the gallows without a struggle.

There were not many onlookers around, most of them were city defense troops who went out of the city to search for criminals without success, and chose to wait and see because of cowardice when they found the demon disaster.

"A criminal who has brought disaster to the country and the people!"

"Moth! coward!"

"Hang them!"

The cowardly guilt and the repression of the fear of sin made the group extremely angry, and they picked up the rubble and threw it on the prisoners mercilessly, until they were drenched in blood.

"Execution!"

Shiluda commanded, the dim light and the heavy curtain making it impossible for everyone to see her expression, and the silhouette of the figure cast on the curtain was like an inanimate sculpture.

"Yes!"

Tegufle took the order, then glanced at Miyime.

“......”

The latter nodded, staring at the figure on the gallows, his fingers spread and gently delineated.

Whoosh——!

Countless flashes of light were densely woven into arcs, sweeping across the execution ground like a torrential rain, and in an instant, all the hemp ropes broke in the blink of an eye, except for the rope that wrapped around the prisoner's neck.

Smack——!

The prisoner's body fell from a height at the same time, and the weight of the body fell on the rope loop, tearing their necks in an instant, and they lost their vitality after a few convulsions. There was silence around the execution ground, and then there were shouts of joy like a landslide and a tsunami.

......

At the end of the street, in an abandoned bell tower, behind a translucent carved wall, two figures stood side by side, observing the thunderous execution ground from above.

"You almost put that woman in a desperate situation, but you helped her secure her position with your own hands. Beryl looked in the direction of the hall, her eyes turned sideways. He looked at him in surprise.

"What's in it for me to put her in a desperate situation?" Areley looked at the corpses, his expression calm, but there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"If you don't drive her crazy and collapse, how can you control her will?"

"That's the difference between you and me. ”

The black-haired knight withdrew his gaze, did not answer her question, and turned directly towards the stairs, and the figure gradually disappeared into darkness.

If you control a person's will, all you get in the end is a puppet, but if you control a person's desires, she will do her best to play herself and give you rich rewards.

......

The Oscedon disaster can be said to be one of the worst disasters in the North Sea countries, and the incompetence and ugliness of the bureaucrats at all levels are even more disgusting, causing an uproar among the people. Even Queen Heroda, who is usually benevolent and virtuous, rarely showed her iron-fisted side and executed forty-two officials and officials who accompanied her. And all of them were brutally hanged, without giving them a bit of aristocratic decency.

The Queen's approach has won her a great deal of popularity, and her opinion has skyrocketed, with most people believing that Freya is innocent and upright, and that the moth-eating bureaucrats who have deceived her deserve death.

At the same time, the image has also been improved by the seven guardian stars, who have been portrayed as heroes in official propaganda, and are the last capable men to assist the queen in quelling the evil disaster.

Although this is the way things are, it is an unprecedented favor for the guardian star who has a low status and is usually used to being excluded and bullied. The seven people were naturally grateful and eager to repay each other with death.

However, killing dozens of high-ranking officials in one go, such a major event will definitely be accompanied by a certain degree of shock.

......

After leaving Oseddon, Heroda and his party made a stop in Copenhagen to arrange the aftermath of the disaster.

The Queen's lodging is an ancient temple that sits halfway up a hill, hidden in a forest of flowers and swimming pools. Despite the cold climate, the temple is still surrounded by lush blue, and the seasons are magically fixed in the height of summer, maintaining a constant quiet elegance.

“......”

The window was open, and Hiluda sat on the pure white windowsill, leaning sideways, looking out at the clear full moon outside the window.

The moonlight passed through the lookout on the top of the hill in the distance, pulling out a narrow black shadow, and the cold night breeze blew faintly on her body, and her long silver hair rippled.

The quiet atmosphere did not make her feel at ease, and Hyluda felt a strong sense of unease that had haunted her since her last assassination.

"Who are you......"

The queen stroked her most beloved ring (the Lord of the Rings) and roamed the dark corners of her surroundings, as if searching for some unseen figure.

She had the feeling that there was an invisible door hidden around her, and behind the door, there was an abyssal darkness of immeasurable darkness.

A pair of eyes stared at her through the darkness.

Hiluda could clearly feel that strong presence, all around, not far away. It felt like a huge palm holding the earth up, close to the sky, you couldn't see it, but you knew what was happening.

She wanted to tell someone about it, but for some reason, whenever she spoke, it was always something else.

What's even more bizarre is that Hiluda doesn't feel any malice from the darkness, yes, he's forcing himself, he's guiding himself, but he's weirdly releasing a kind of goodwill. This underworld power helped me once, and in addition to remaining mysterious, there was no tendency to control her.

Hiluda doesn't like it, but she's not very repulsive - she's adapted to being a puppet since she was a child.

Just as the queen was looking at the bright moon, a drop of cold water fell on the back of her white hand, causing her to wake up suddenly, and in a trance, a dangerous signal was released from the distant mountains.