Ed's order, once issued, had a great impact on the army, and it was a joy to be able to return home immediately, but it ended with the killing of the rebellious captives that attracted some criticism for him.

But Ed skillfully borrowed the hand of the Burgundian knight to execute, and in general it was quite acceptable, after all, Roland and these ordinary soldiers have always regarded themselves as righteous and expelled invaders who invaded their homeland, and their own actions, even if they kill people, are also just, which is one of the sources of strength in their hearts.

The officers were quick to prepare, perhaps thinking that they would be able to go home after all this, and that everything had been arranged before dinner, driven by the feeling of returning to their hearts.

"My lord, almost all the captured Burgundian knights are willing to be executed in exchange for their own freedom, except for ......"

"Who?" the boy asked, raising an eyebrow.

"The knight named Olaf, he was a prisoner of Lord Chesterton, and I wonder if he did what you had ordered?" the officer made a gesture of killing, asking Eddard about his decision.

"It turned out to be him!" Stanley, the knight sitting next to him, remembered the big man, they were terrified to see last night's battle, the silver knight's frenzied battle with Chesterton at the end was much better than the scene where Ed killed the other two brothers, and it was very impressive.

The young man thought about it, Chesterton had been ordered by him to leave early to find out the news, although the Grand Duke had produced evidence, he still had to keep an eye on it, if someone really escorted Delia away in the middle of the night, there must be some traces nearby.

"Forget it, though I'm sure Chesterton won't care. But let Olaf go, for the wounds he suffered were no less severe than death. Ed waved his hand absently. In a few words, a person is spared the fate of mortality.

The people around nodded approvingly, what they saw yesterday. The man's grief-stricken state was more effective than any torture.

"Yes!" the officer nodded, noting it in his notebook.

"Remember, leave all these people where they are tomorrow when the camp leaves, but block the knights' psionic powers. "Just in case, Ed didn't want to be harassed from behind him when his troops retreated, and according to the plan, he might not be in the army by then.

"Don't worry, we'll leave this matter to make sure those guys don't have the ability to play tricks again. The Roland knights nodded. Took the errand.

"My lord, are you ready, are you going to watch?"

The young man looked left and right, his eyes crossed everyone's faces, and he knew that more than two thousand human heads would fall to the ground with just a few nods at the moment.

"Go ahead and do it! I'm not in the mood to look at it. Eventually, he withdrew his gaze and said with a blank face.

The herald was about to walk out, but the boy stopped him again, not regretting that he had changed his mind, "Wait." Take my sword and execute it, and no other method of execution is allowed!"

He remembered saying that a person should take responsibility for the decisions he made, and that in the past he had sentenced the guilty to death by his own hands. Now use your own sword instead.

The boy took Gelmer and was stunned for a moment when he saw the scabbard full of lines and strange beauty. Remembering that Malorne, the son of the buck who made him, had already left with the original employment contract, he was stunned before drawing his sword. Handed it over separately.

"Hey, I'm going to supervise. Don't let anyone spoil your sword. "The knights around me seem to be a little interested, and they went out to watch together, anyway, it was the Burgundian who died, and it was their own knights who did it!

Meanwhile, on the opposite island beyond the Strait, Emperor Ingier was consulting with his military minister about secret matters.

Ingill, the nominal most noble leader, who was in fact an old man in his seventies, glanced at the minister sitting under him and asked, "I heard that the people of the church have returned?"

"Yes, we successfully captured Roland, the demon girl who took the lead in resisting us, but the other party refused to allow us to send someone to take care of us. "The person who answered was the second most powerful person in the country, and like Roland, the minister of parliament who had always been at odds with Eddard and them, he was also the representative of the aristocratic power in the country, and to some extent had the capital to confront the emperor.

"If the famous Gabriel is the envoy, let them go! We don't need to get involved in the internal affairs of the church, but to what extent has the offensive plan you single-handedly evolved now?" the emperor's questioning words were still faint, and there was no trace of anger in the ear.

"Although the plan to establish a knight order has been put on hold by the hateful Knight Association, we still have the advantage in overall strength, I think that the plan to annex Roland is only suspended, and the new King Charles is just a hairy boy who has no ability to be a king at all. The Minister of War was not impatient, he was only perfunctory in the face of the old emperor, in fact, this ancient empire was already in his hands.

"That's fine, you just have a plan!" the old emperor waved his hand, signaling that the other party could leave.

The minister who walked out of the secret room heard a cough from behind him, his face was indifferent, and he ordered the guards waiting outside expressionlessly: "Go, bring the medicine for the emperor, don't spill it." ”

However, what he was thinking about was other things, his emperor's body was not worth caring about at all, anyway, the other party had always been like that, and it had dragged on for more than ten years.

"That damn witch, ruined all my plans, and if I have a chance, I must let the people of the church burn her! The Burgundians are also rubbish, and what kind of cooperation do you say, even a little knight can't handle it, let that guy named Ed kill so many of us, damn rubbish!"

He cursed, looking at everything around him and feeling unpleasant, and his fierce appearance made everyone who passed by stay away from him and did not dare to approach.

Crossing the choppy strait, Ed had no idea that he was being talked about, he just calmly ate his dinner alone in the camp and then strolled around.

There were obviously fewer people in the barracks, maybe they were all going to watch the execution, and the rest immediately stopped what they were doing when they saw Ed, and bowed down respectfully to salute.

"General!" they still called it, even though they knew that the army would return and disband tomorrow, and that the soldiers would regain their freedom.

The boy replied one by one, many of these people he vaguely recognized, and with the help of the engraving, he could even call all of them by name, but he didn't say much, it was Delia's wish to lead them to peace, not his, and now Ed will give them freedom, and the rest of the road will be completed by himself. (To be continued......)