The laws of Avenella are as simple and straightforward as any West Coast country.

It is a very "reliable" way of determining whether a person is guilty or not, a way of asking others whether he thinks he is guilty. The number that is usually used as an indicator is three, and as long as there are three people accusing you of committing it, then you must have committed it.

Anything higher than this standard is for life and death, and the death penalty generally requires five people to prove that you committed the crime before it can be issued.

Of course, there are also a number of special cases in which you can be sentenced to death without any other testimony if you are guilty of a credible person, such as a bishop or the captain of a local garrison.

There are many ways to be executed, and most of the most common petty thefts are tied up on the street for public display - to show everyone that this guy looks like this, and that you better be careful if he wanders around your house.

The penalties for repeat offenders and larger thefts and even robberies are far more severe, usually by cutting off an ear or cutting off a palm. This method is not only a punishment for crime, but also a proof of identity.

A local may be able to tell which nearby big city you're from by what you wear and how you speak, and a person who is in constant contact with foreigners can tell which country you're from to some extent - but no one can ever tell you're a criminal just by looking at you, which has led to thieves and robbers often having to run to another city to continue their crimes.

The "solution" to this situation is the punishment of artificially making you physically disabled, after all, a person who is missing a hand or an ear can still be easily recognized.

Henry: They were sentenced to death.

Two hours after being locked in, someone came to inform them of the incident, and then another hour later, the soldier in charge of the execution came with the sound of metal clashing. Mira finally panicked, and she turned her head to look at Henry, the meaning in her sparkling eyes clearly urging the sage to do something about it, and now was the time.

But Henry just smiled at her and said nothing.

"Stand up. "The elite of the regular army, who wore cuirasses, shoulder pads, and leggings, and the rest of the chain mail for easy movement, treated the two with extreme vigilance, and Bernie probably mentioned to them about Henry's combat prowess, which is why they were so vigilant, and if it was an ordinary criminal, it would only be ordinary soldiers.

"Put your hands together, don't try to put up any resistance, and you will be publicly executed. The leading soldier said as the eyes under the helmet calmly watched Henry, and the sage shrugged.

"Public execution, there is no need for this, right?" The flirtatious taste in his words made the soldier's face cold, and several people next to him immediately flattened their spears and faced Henry.

"Then I can execute you right now. He said coldly, and Henry shrugged again, "Well, I'm quite fond of public executions. ”

Mira gave him a blank look, and then the two of them were shackled and walked outside.

"......" The girl began to feel overwhelmed, even though Henry had told her that it didn't matter, and she still felt uncontrollable worry and fear in the face of these soldiers with cold and shining weapons.

"Old ......"

"Don't speak. The professional soldier would not be the slightest soft-hearted because the other party was a young girl, and he scolded Mira so hard that she shrank in fright, and then the soldier pulled her back with a hard tug of the chain.

He raised his hand to whip the whip at Mira, but a cold gaze from the upper right halted him.

The "......" soldier turned his body to meet Henry's calm eyes, and the appearance of the sage with the advantage of height coldly looked down on him, he shivered, and then shook his head "timidly".

"Anyway, it's the one who is going to die, so I don't care about you. The soldier whispered a few words as if to convince himself, and then escorted the two men outside.

The sun was shining, but the closer she got outside, the more panicked Mira became.

Her legs almost went limp, and when the two were pressed against the guillotine, the girl's little face wrinkled together, and she couldn't help but cry, but she bit her lower lip tightly and forcibly held back.

"Liar...... Didn't you say there was no problem. The white-haired Lori said to Henry with a crying voice, she was frightened, and the wooden fixture on Henry's head on the other side was also buckled, and he smiled apologetically at Mira.

Mira was completely devastated, and she felt that this was proof that Henry had no choice but to stop it after only a short moment of sobbing.

"Shhh

"No matter how ......"

"Thank you, Teacher. ”

"Qiang-" The stout executioner finished polishing the axe on the grinding wheel, and then raised it high.

A shadow hung over the two of them, and there weren't too many people watching below, and Mira closed her eyes, but the axe didn't fall from the long wait.

"......" she reopened her eyes to see all the soldiers, including the executioners, standing respectfully on either side.

What happened?

The girl froze, and then she looked in that direction, and the road in the distance seemed to be approaching someone.

This must have been a big man, and they stopped to pay his respects, and they had to wait until he reached the square below to continue the execution. The tense nerves instantly relaxed, and Mira rolled her eyes and almost fainted.

Do you still have to die after a few seconds of respite—she thought, and the big man below who was greeting the soldiers around him finally came to them.

He turned his face to this side, and the silhouette made the girl look a little familiar, with a gorgeous golden plate armor and a red cloak studded with golden fluff, and the blonde hair that glittered like armor in the sun—

He nodded at the soldier, then turned his face to look this way with a smile—and then the expression on his face froze for a moment.

You can't imagine how funny it is when a person's smile suddenly freezes and then his eyes widen in a daze, because our white-haired big lori can't help but laugh out loud under the pressure of being beheaded.

At the same time, Henry, who was next to him, spoke again in a calm tone.

"Yo, Edward, long time no see—"

A gust of wind blew through the streets, and the Chester City ivy green logo hanging on the other party's chest swayed slightly.

......

"Hehe, so ten silver Ella coins, deal?" said Rodney, with a grin on his chubby face, who was about the same height as him, not very strong, but his bronzed skin, blackened face, and dirty gray beard seemed to indicate his sophistication and wealth - and that was exactly what he was.

Anyone who has ever commissioned a blacksmith to craft a weapon knows that there are usually two types of hammers used in blacksmiths, a large two-handed hammer and a small one-handed hammer.

The former was used by apprentice blacksmiths for the simple manual work of forging weapons into shape, while the latter was the real essence. It is the master who plays with the little hammer, and the beating day and year after year makes them already know what effect their hammer will cause when they play the hammer, which is not something that can be compared with pure brute force.

The old man didn't say anything, he looked at the two swords on the dirty black table, one long and one short with beautiful patterns, but only glanced at Rodney, and said nothing.

"......" Humpty Dumpty mercenary put away his smile and began to habitually bite the nail of his right thumb, the expression of pain on his face was clearly visible.

The owners of the two swords did not need to explain, and they were placed in the guard's small room after the two were arrested. And in the spirit that they didn't need it anyway, Rodney happily took these away amid the complicated expressions of the others.

He had thought that he already had a Sivalya-style one-handed sword, so it would be good to sell these, but on a whim, he took the short sword and collided with his own one-handed sword, which made Rodney's jaw almost drop.

It was only a short sword for self-defense, and without colliding with all his strength, because he was reluctant, he actually knocked out a gap in the sturdy one-handed sword of Sergeant Sivalier.

This steel has never been seen before.

That guy was carrying a sword—and the spirited Rodney didn't hesitate to find the best blacksmith in Vavasika, and wanted to reforge them into the weapons he needed.

And the most fundamental reason why we have not been able to negotiate it now is obviously the price.

His previous sword had been forged in Initsburg, the capital of Avenera, and was only 8 silver Ella coins in total, including the cost of materials and polishing. And this time, with the materials already provided, the manual cost of recasting alone has been repeatedly raised, and it has not been taken down even if it has not been taken.

"Old man Fercy, you can be accommodating, you know that I don't have much money, and the salary of the royal guards is pitiful! Thirteen silver coins! Thirteen is enough!" Rodney looked pained as he said the number, but the old blacksmith only glanced at him faintly.

"I don't know you yet, Rodney, where did you get these two swords? He said, "You have to let me reforge them, and if the owner comes to me afterwards, the trouble will not all be with the old man." ”

"But if I really want to, I'll do it, and I'll do it for you—" The words free made Rodney's eyes light up, but the old man's next sentence immediately made the Humpty Dumpty mercenary fall away.

"Just give me all the steel that's left for the sword. ”

“...... Alas. Rodney let out a long sigh, these steels that no one had ever seen before had such a powerful forging process that the old blacksmith could not see their value, he had hoped that a dozen silver Ella coins could be taken, but now there was no choice but to pay for it.

Rodney gritted his teeth and tried to convince himself in his heart, but at this time he suddenly realized that the sunlight behind him was blocked by something.

"Excuse me......"

It was a man's voice, one he had been familiar with for some time, but he wasn't supposed to be here.

Could it be that his conscience was torturing him, causing him to hallucinate? Rodney put his hand on his heart, and it beat very happily, and then he turned his head.

"Can you get our weapons back? Henry smiled at him and said, behind him stood a whole line of soldiers in full plate armor, who could be seen from the markings on their breastplates, members of the 1st Royal Guards Infantry Regiment.

"Goo--" The stocky mercenary shuddered, then turned to run away, but Henry pressed one hand on his shoulder.

"Don't be in a hurry. The sage who easily held Rodney down with one hand smiled like a big demon, and Rodney was drenched in a cold sweat, and then reluctantly squeezed out a stiff smile.

Henry didn't bother him any longer, he went straight to the wooden table in the blacksmith's shop, and picked up his great sword.

"......" The old blacksmith stopped what he was doing and looked at him.

"The sword. The old man said, "Who did it?" ”

"A blacksmith with this skill cannot be unknown, but I have never heard of such a man come out of nowhere. He asked, and Henry smiled back.

"Maybe you just don't know enough, young man. ”

The old blacksmith was stunned by the sage's words, and he stared blankly at the tall black-haired man who had turned away, and did not say a word for a long time.

“...... Young people now. The old man sighed and shook his head to return to work, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone still standing in the doorway.

"So what are you doing here, Rodney......"

"Hey...... I'll talk to you, old man, if you can help me repair a one-handed sword for free, it's a Sivalier sergeant, but there's a small, small gap, for someone as skilled as you-"

"Free equals no talk, fuck me off!"

......

The two of them walked back slowly under the escort of the royal guards, ten minutes ago Edward's appearance saved everything, and after confirming that the first prince was Henry's strong backing, everyone, including the executioner, almost knelt down for the two of them as soon as their legs went limp.

But after being rescued, our milmila had a cold little face with a puff of anger.

She apparently noticed the castle lord's badge on Edward's chest, the exact Ivy League emblem indicating that the knight who had arrested them was actually Edward's henchman - which is why Henry had no fear.

And Luo An's big Lori was angry because the sage knew all this but never made it clear to her, so that she cried bitterly because she was afraid, and said the heartfelt words "thank you" that she wanted to cover her face and find a crack in the ground.

What made this even worse was that after the two were rescued from the execution table, Henry even looked at her and said with a smile: "I saw something good." ”

"Mr. Sage is the worst of adults!" the girl screamed and kicked Henry hard in the shin, and then walked away from him, as if to draw a line.

But when she calmed down, she couldn't help but start worrying again. She kicked so hard just now that even her own foot hurts faintly now, not to mention the one who was kicked.

Worried and concerned, as well as other mixed emotions, made Mira hesitate for a moment, and then rushed up again, grabbed Henry's back and hit him hard with her little head.

"......" The sage stopped, he turned his head, smiled slightly and touched the little head of Luo An's big lori.

"I'm sorry, it's me who shouldn't have bullied you. ”

"Hmph. ”

Mira rubbed her little face against him, then stepped aside and glared at Henry again. Then they stepped forward and took his hand, and the two of them slowly walked towards Edward's place.

"Sir, are you done? Standing at the gate of the Lord's Mansion in Vavasika, Edward nodded when he saw Henry coming, the previous incident made him a little crying and laughing, but at this moment, as a prince, Edward put on a serious expression again - they still have a big problem to solve in front of them, and everything else has to be put to the back.

The hall on the first floor of the Lord's Mansion was now apparently used as a conference room, and before they even entered, the three of them could hear the sound of a loud quarrel, as if words such as "Sivalier", "disadvantage", and "impossible" were mentioned repeatedly. "Ahh

"As you can see, sir, I need your help. ”

Henry nodded, and the three of them walked into the conference room together.