Chapter750 Noxian Etiquette
When Oriana arrived in the trench area, there was rubble and rubble left by the explosion, bullet marks from the raging battle as there were blood on the ground, and the girl could even see some horribly dead corpses in the rubble.
Orianna felt a little sick at the thought that these cold, stiff corpses might still be living people who could talk and laugh not so long ago.
Sure enough, as his father said, it wasn't just the leaking poison gas that was dangerous.
Noticing Oriana's trepidation, Grayson nodded to his colleague and stood beside the girl, staring at the bullet-pierced corpse, the officer's voice low and magnetic.
"Miss Oriana, this is a Zaun characteristic that is difficult to see in Leather City, what do you think when you look at all this in front of you?"
"Officer Grayson, I'...... I don't know ......."
Oriana's eyes beneath the mask were a little hesitant.
"I've heard that Zaun is also under the jurisdiction of the magistrates, I just think that according to the laws enacted by the council, these Zauns should at least be tried first, and not die here without knowing anything, right?"
Blindly believing in the laws laid down by Parliament and taking them as truth, as was the case with every lady Piltworth who was brought up with her childhood, the administrators always needed to lose their blood, in order to milk the blood from the docile lambs.
As a member of the rule keepers, Grayson knows that unconditional compliance with the rules is not a good thing, and sometimes it can lead to bad consequences.
After all, this world has never been in the hands of elegant etiquette and sincere truth, and only by advocating honor and violence like the Noxians can we have an enterprising heart and keep ourselves from being bullied by others.
Therefore, Grayson has never looked down on Zaun like most of her colleagues, she always feels that the lost blood of the Pyghers has flowed into the bodies of the Zauns, and if one day Noxus no longer draws the blood of Piltover through semi-colonial means, it is more likely that the Zauns have stood up and chosen to resist, rather than the Pyreans who have been domesticated by the stronger.
There is no doubt that the kind and naΓ―ve Orianna's discomfort at this moment is in line with what most young people in Leather City would expect when they see a dead body for the first time.
Grayson doesn't really like to tell young people about the dark side of the world, and she hates this kind of meaningless and easy to think of as having ulterior motives, but sometimes she thinks that a few more words she can say might help some young people who really love these two cities.
Piltover and Zaun should not be black and white, but should blend into each other, the people of Pian need to adapt to the darkness of Zuan, and the people of Zuan can also enjoy the light of Picheng, jump out of each other's contradictions, and look at the world beyond, and the twin cities will burst into more brilliant light.
If she could have seen this in her lifetime, she would not have put on this sheriff's uniform in vain.
"The law doesn't always work as it should, and from the first day I picked up my rifle, I knew that the uniform I wore that belonged to a magistrate meant a lot.
It not only gives me the power to take up a rifle to defend the people, but also gives me the power to inflict violence on the weaker, how to exercise my rights is all up to me,
The council can decide whether I am qualified to hold a gun, but it cannot control my mind at all times, and where the council and the law enforcement bureau can't see, bullets in the chamber of a gun can easily take someone's life,
So every time my finger touches the trigger, I hesitate to shoot the bullet, the person killed by the bullet is not an unforgivable crime, the most intolerable thing for me is to take the lives of innocent people, as long as there is half a chance to end the dispute with words, I will not choose to shoot. β
With that, Grayson pointed to the miserable corpse.
"When Zaun was in trouble, these thugs chose to attack their compatriots, they became locusts for their wealth, but they sucked the blood of Zaun, and really, if they laid down their arms and chose to surrender, and calmly accepted their mistakes, I might still be able to look down on them."
Oriana looked at Grayson in surprise, her voice was calm, she had always thought that this was a gentle magistrate lady, but now, this lady showed an aura that was even more harsh than the cold winter,
The perfect blend of the two very different temperaments in the slightly burly body made Orianna instinctively feel that this was not a lie.
"Judgment is more terrible than death for these bastards, because it brings them unconcealed shame, and what a wicked person fears most is to expose his evil deeds to the sun and be looked at by others with hatred.
Since these things have been done, whether it is Picheng or Zu'an, there is no place for these people, so they would rather raise their weapons and die here happily under the warning of the law enforcement team. β
Speaking of this, Grayson smiled and said half-jokingly.
"If these people are still alive, I'm afraid they will be more concerned about your movements than the law enforcement team...... Girl, when you think about the situation of these bad people, you should be glad that you can now stand here in peace and do what you want to do. β
"I, I see, sorry ......"
Oriana finally lowered her head in embarrassment, and Grayson tapped the girl on the shoulder.
"Go, we have our job, you have your job, the living, always have to serve the living, whatever you do, at least be worthy of your conscience."
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As expected, the overly luxurious costumes on his body are incompatible with the underground city, and if he had to use a metaphor to describe it, perhaps in the eyes of most Zuan people, he is a peacock in a tiger cage that opens out of place.
Protected by the sheriff all the way, the masked Lester was observing the gaze of every passerby, reading the emotions of the Zaun towards Noxus, and he saw a lot of fear, but more of a eagerness, and this was an offensive look that he could not see in the eyes of the people of Picheng.
Unruly or unruly, or with no one in his eyes, Zuan has his own characteristics after all, at least he dares to shake his face with the high-ranking Noxians.
In a sense, this is also admirable courage.
If you can filter out the scum that can't hold up the mud on the wall, in this big black-green dye vat, the one who will be picked out is definitely the tough guy in the army, and in this respect, the barbaric Zaun is actually more suitable for the iron-blooded empire of Noxus than the civilized Piltover.
It's just that he doesn't have the heart to pan for gold in the dung pit, but if he supports a pleasing guy to integrate Zu'an's resources, it won't waste much effort......
Before I knew it, I came to the mouth of an alley, and twenty or thirty people gathered on the side of the road, and inadvertently surrounded five people, including Lester.
As if trying something, suddenly a Zaun man in the crowd spat in the direction of Leicester, with a look of disdain.
"Phew! Lackeys of the barbarians! I just like to lick the ass of Noxians! β
"Bastard who doesn't have long eyes! I now suspect that you are intent on attacking the sheriff! Stand with your hands up! Tell me who ordered you to come? Don't let me warn you a second time! If the others don't want to die, disperse on the spot! β
Pierre, who had already sensed the wrong, angrily raised his gun and aimed it at the unflinching Zaun gangsters, trying to scare off the group of outlaws in front of him.
The other sheriffs were also loaded, looking nervously at the crowd surrounding them.
Listening to Pierster's unceremonious words, the spitting Zuan people scolded directly.
"Fuck you! Brothers, these dogs in skins say they are here to help the Zuans, but they are actually bringing their masters to our territory to show off their might!
What's wrong? You're not satisfied with just letting the leather guy be your dog? Do you want to turn Zaun into your dog farm too?
I'm telling you! Since you're here, don't let anyone think about leaving until you make your words clear! β
As soon as the words fell, the Zuan people took out a variety of weapons from behind, the most lethal of which were iron sand cannons and small hand crossbows.
Although the law enforcement officer has good weapons, he is invincible with two fists and four hands, and once he starts a war, he will not be able to gain at all.
It was a sudden attack, gathering a group of outlaws in order to leave behind the noxian nobles who seemed to be very valuable, and it could no longer be described as audacious, and the profit sought was definitely greater than the lives of all the people present combined.
Lester actually wanted to know how these Zuan thugs in front of him would feel if they knew that they were robbing the emperor of the Noxian Empire.
"Lay down your arms! Don't force me to say it a third time! Alva! Blunte! If they dare to take another step, they will shoot directly! β
ββ¦β¦ Be. β
Feeling the pressure of survival, Pierster issued another warning, but there was some hint of inwardness, but the Mauser rifle in his hand still slightly suppressed the momentum of some of the Zuan outlaws, making the crowd slowly surrounding the five people pause slightly.
Just when he was in a dilemma, Lester patted Pierster on the shoulder and stepped out of the protection of the four magistrates.
"Mr. Li, you stay behind me, I ......"
"Less than ten meters before they can get close to me unharmed, Mr. Pieste, your work has failed, and since you can't protect me, what's the point of me hiding behind you? Or do you think I'll let you decide my life and death and where I go? β
"Mr. Li, I ......"
"Remember, in this situation in the future, if you just want to scare the other party away, you should shoot the sky early to ask for support, so that it makes sense to delay time, instead of threatening with words, threats are useless to real outlaws, but will expose your inner fear, lose your sense of proportion, and let others threaten you better."
Lester's voice was neither high nor low, and every word reached the ears of the Zaun, and his attention was involuntarily focused on the early Noxian nobles.
It was obviously a very bland word, but everyone, including the magistrate, had a chill for no reason.
"If the other party doesn't choose to back down, and you decide that you won't back down, then hit the speaker in the head with a gun before the other party approaches, hit whoever speaks, and try to kill a few more people before dying, outlaws sometimes are not really afraid of death, and if you don't stab a knife into a person's body, it's hard to tell if a person is a real outlaw.
Four people with four Mauser rifles, the magazine can hold eight bullets, no need to change ammunition, a skilled gunner shoots a second, if you are lucky enough and your marksmanship is accurate enough, maybe you can kill all the enemies without dying, if your companion dies, use your companion's corpse as a cover to continue shooting, and fight at any cost.
Remember to take advantage of your weapon and don't let the rifle used to kill people turn into a flaming stick to scare people. β
As if he had stayed out of the matter, Lester criticized the four sheriffs in an emotionless voice, but at this moment, the four sheriffs seemed to have forgotten the fear of death, and only felt ashamed, eager to grab their rifles and fight the enemy to the death.
A group of Zu'an outlaws felt a little weird, how could this person open his mouth to kill people and close his mouth and fight hard? Don't you know who's the boss here now? It's as if he's the boss now.
"So, put down your guns, your job of protecting me is over."
After saying that, Lester ignored the four somewhat dazed law enforcement officers behind him, and stepped forward alone to the Zuan outlaws, at this time, another masked man hiding behind the crowd smiled.
"It seems that this young noble young master of Noxus who likes to bluff is ready to come with us? It seems that the Imperial Yankees are still very discerning, if you can be obedient, maybe you don't have to suffer anything, we just want money. β
Lester smiled, not answering the dead man's words, and even less bothering to investigate in person who planned this audacious kidnapping.
"Pollution aside, I personally like the atmosphere of Zuan, the dim light always gives a sense of hospitality.
Since you have greeted me in the way of the Zuans, I should also be courteous and greet you in the manner of the Noxians, lest others think that the Noxians have lost their manners. β
The words fell, Lester's hand was already on the wrist of a strong man, and as soon as the wrist flipped over, the sound of the joint breaking and the sound of the tip of the knife entering the body came at the same time, and the knife in the strong man's hand had fallen into Lester's hand.
'Poof', there was an unstoppable blood hole in the strong man's neck, and blood gushed out, and it was only at this moment that Zu An realized that the harmless imperial nobleman had killed one of his own good hands.
In the roar of amazement, Lester lowered his body like a cheetah rushing into the crowd, the dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, greedily asking for life, the hurried Zuan people had never seen this battle, and for a time they couldn't even touch the corners of their clothes and there were more corpses.
"Finally, I will teach you a trick, if the enemy is outnumbered and I can't close the distance, I will kill it."
The four magistrates watched in amazement as the Zuan madman who oppressed him turned into a part of the flesh hell in the blink of an eye, and the rifle in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously, as if there was only that demonic figure in this world, mercilessly harvesting the lives of mortals.
Then they understood why those high-ranking parliamentarians were really willing to be dogs for the empire.
(End of chapter)