The bustling crowd gathered in the vast circular square, around the square torture platform built in the center, and discussed in small voices in groups. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Dude, what is this for?" asked a strong man who had just squeezed to the front.

"Well, someone is going to be executed, you should have heard that there was a robbery on a street not far outside the city, and he was arrested yesterday and will be executed today. The strong man with his chest didn't look at him and said.

"In that case, why don't you start yet? It's almost noon. The man continued.

"There's no way, I've been standing for a long time, I'm waiting for the nobles, look at the tent not far away, isn't there a person empty on the chair in the middle?"

"I think it should be a big man, you look at the people sitting around the tent, they are all the big people who participated in the celebration last night, you see that even the Duke of Myron is here, he is still sitting next to the middle chair, it seems that the person who is coming has a higher status than the Duke, could it be that His Majesty or the Prince is coming?!" the other person answered, guessingly.

For a while, everyone became interested in the person on the empty chair, and they all speculated about the most likely person to come.

And the situation in the tent, in order to prevent these distinguished guests from suffering from the sun, the Duke of Myron, who presided over all this, ordered to set up, and the people who came to the tent were all noble and prominent people, all of whom were local aristocratic forces.

Duke Myron squinted and leaned back on the chair to close his eyes, his fingers slowly tapped on the chair support, when he remembered yesterday's events, he was still a little unbelievable, this is too much, you can imagine, last night just experienced a flood, forced to climb to the top of the house to avoid the flood, finally waited for the flood to recede, and went back at night to deal with a bunch of things, late at night to rest, did not sleep long, just early in the morning, he received a notice from His Majesty, saying that he had another son, let him take good care of it, this feeling, more powerful than taking stimulants, he was in a daze, and suddenly sober。

"Coming! coming!" the crowd suddenly stirred, and the knights around the execution ground all stood up straight and looked respectful.

The crowd made way for the tent, and the armored knights guarding the dark golden carriage got off their horses one after another, ran to the side of the road that got out of the way, pulled out the knight's sword at his waist, held it in front of his chest with one hand, and his respectful and neat voice sounded majestically, "Welcome to the Sixth Highness!"

A knight in armor walked down from the head of the carriage with a dark golden body, he respectfully opened the door, put down the steps, and the red-haired man in golden armor took the lead to walk down, he glanced at the people around him, turned around, stretched out a hand to the door, a small hand slowly put on his big hand, and then stepped on the steps with one foot carefully, and was led down by the red-haired man.

A very cute little black-haired boy was led down the steps and stood on the ground, and the red-haired evil man yelled with a serious expression, "Kneel down yet!"

Only then did the people standing around react, and groups of people knelt down one after another, knocking on the prince of their empire, whose status was only that of His Majesty, who had the supreme right, and was still one of the candidates to inherit the throne, and when he saw them, it was as if His Majesty was there in person, although he didn't understand when the six princes were added, but he still knelt down honestly.

As we all know, His Majesty the King of the empire has five children, three princes, two princesses, and when there will be an additional six princes, they don't know, but with that banner and this unpleasant red-haired man, they can also confirm that this prince should not be made up.

"I've seen Your Highness!" said the loud voices of the people who knelt on the ground and knocked on the little boy.

"Let's go, Sixth Highness. The wicked red-haired man let go of Harry's hand and made a gesture of invitation, motioning for him to go first.

Frightened by the loud voices, Harry settled down and slowly walked to the way out.

Harry remembered what he had said to himself in the carriage at that time, Harry was too frightened to speak, and the man in front of him actually said that he was His Majesty's sixth child, a prince, and that he was going to attend the execution of the sentence, and when he arrived, he should not do anything superfluous, just act according to his instructions.

Well, at that time, Harry also spent a long time sorting out his complicated thoughts, not thinking much about why he suddenly became a prince, he didn't have a clue at the moment, and it was in vain to think about it, and it was really inexplicable to complete the current thing in a down-to-earth manner.

The nobles in the tent all stood up and saluted Harry as he walked outside the tent.

"Your Highness Sixth is tired from the journey, and it is really rude for you to rush here immediately. Duke Myron greeted Harry and leaned over respectfully.

"Let's hurry up, Duke Myron, Your Highness is unwell and not suitable for a long time. The red-haired man standing beside Harry said.

"I see, so let's start the verdict now. Duke Myron glanced at the Sven glasses man beside him, and the Sven glasses man nodded slightly knowingly, and shook a bell-like thing in his hand.

"Ding Ding Ding!" A crisp sound sounded, and several men in blue uniforms successively escorted these masked people to the execution platform and made them kneel down and line up.

Harry sat in his chair and looked strangely at the people kneeling on the torture table outside, and the angry people who threw things at the torture table.

"Your Highness, I'll leave this verdict to you. Duke Myron said softly to Harry in his chair.

"Hmm. Harry answered, looking at the red-haired man standing next to him, Harry had heard him say in the carriage, he said that the people on the stage were some vicious gangsters, don't care so much, just kill them all.

At this time, a member of the garrison in a blue uniform walked up on the execution platform, and he came to these people kneeling in a row with bags, raised his hand to signal the excited people to be quiet, and when he saw that the people were quiet, he picked up the paper in his hand and read it aloud.

"A few people on the stage are bandits who are located on the Sroko Road to do evil, they burn, kill and loot, do all kinds of evil, and cause many murders, this gang of bandits is extremely cunning, using the complex terrain between the mountain roads to hide, fortunately, our garrison group has worked together to finally capture this gang of bandits, and today under the judgment of His Royal Highness, they will be judged justly!"