Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

People's noisy arguments and whispers continued, but due to the power accumulated by the Bosque family for thousands of years, no one dared to stand up.

Metrolash glanced at the fearful or panicked people in the audience, and his pure black eyes narrowed slightly.

"Everyone, this is a public trial in the Kingdom. You can exercise your power to your heart's content without any fear."

"Hehehe"

Suddenly, laughter came from the high platform.

Holleran, who had been silent all this time, raised his head tremblingly, with a wanton smile on his blood-stained face.

"Family of the evil dragon, your conspiracy will never succeed."

"Straff Castle will always be the territory of the Bosc family. The blood of the lion will never surrender!"

"I am Holleran Bossk, the eldest son of Archduke Leo. No one is qualified to judge me except my father!"

Holleran spat out blood-stained spittle and cursed at Metrorash, almost risking his life.

"You're begging to die, right?"

Metrolash wiped the blood from his face, and there was no trace of sullenness in his expression. Instead, he asked calmly.

"You want to be like those epic stories where you get killed while resisting your enemies and become the hero you remember."

"Unfortunately, I won't comply with your wishes."

Metrolash shook his head slightly and walked slowly to Holleran's side.

"Let me tell you - you will become a sinner judged by the people, nailed to the pillar of shame in history, become a laughing stock in your family history, and will be the beginning of the complete destruction of the Northland nobility."

The tiefling's words were low, like a devil's whisper, echoing in his ears.

Holleran raised his head with difficulty and stared at the tiefling with gritted teeth.

"You, you are wishful thinking!"

"The tenacious Scanyans will not listen to your nonsense!"

Suddenly, a mocking sneer appeared on Metrolash's face.

"Is it really what you said?"

The tiefling turned around, drew the sword from his belt, and held it high in the sunlight.

"I promise you in the name of the Duke of Burning Ember Kingdom that anyone who participates in the public trial and the accusations are true will not bear any responsibility afterwards!"

"and"

His tone was impassioned and his words came with sudden pauses.

"You still have the opportunity to get a portion of the property of Marquis Holleran Bosque in accordance with the laws of the kingdom."

Suddenly, the crowd started to stir again.

That is the asset of the Marquis of the North and the eldest son of Archduke Leo!

There are countless manors and mines under Holleran, and the gold coins stored in the Marquis's mansion are probably beyond the imagination of ordinary civilians.

In the face of huge interests, even the power of the nobles became insignificant.

And among the crowded crowd, many people were already eager to give it a try.

"mean!"

"You, you are starting a riot!"

Holleran, who was tied to the wooden frame, roared at the top of his lungs, but Metrolash did not even look at him.

"S-lord!"

"I, I have a crime to accuse!"

A trembling male voice suddenly sounded.

People turned their gazes over and saw that the person speaking was a middle-aged man in simple clothes.

His rough hands were tangled together, his face was covered with sweat due to extreme tension, and even his lips were a little white, but he still couldn't hide the deep hatred in his eyes.

"May I have your name?"

"Lulu Lun, Lu Lun Pierce, a merchant from the east of the city."

"Speaking."

Metrolash suddenly beamed with joy and stretched out his hand to signal the man to speak.

"Holleran. No, Holleran Bosque, he led the soldiers in the name of 'Great Expropriation' and robbed all the money and food in my store."

"His knights also kidnapped my wife and daughter on the charge of disrespecting the nobles!"

At first, Lu Lun's words were a little stumbling, but as the story progressed, his tone became more high-pitched and angry.

"I thought they were imprisoned, so I chased them desperately and raised money to ransom them."

"Finally, I found their bodies at the military garrison outside the city. They had been tortured to death."

By the end of the story, his voice was hoarse.

Lu Lun's eyes were filled with tears.

Finally, as if he wanted to completely let out his long-suppressed emotions, he even touched the dirty snow and mud on the ground and smashed it hard against Holleran on the high platform.

"Snapped!"

On the high platform, Holleran's face was covered with dirty slush, and he looked miserable. He did not have the demeanor of a Northland noble at all.

"nonsense!"

"This is naked slander!"

"This bitch collected the gold coins from the evil dragon!"

Holleran's hair was disheveled and he cursed at Lulon in the audience, wishing to kill him on the spot.

As a Marquis, he has never been insulted like this!

Still in front of tens of thousands of people!

Holleran didn't realize it: the nightmare had just begun.

The order of the Principality of Bosque has always been better than that of other northern countries, but even so, many tragic things still happened during this infamous "Great Expropriation".

After all, soldiers in this era are never unreasonable.

After listening to Lu Lun's words, everyone present sighed, some even shed tears, and more people were ignited with anger in their hearts.

What's more important is that Lu Lun, the "outstanding bird", has taken the lead to set an example, and they no longer have any worries and can speak freely.

It can be said that one stone stirs up a thousand waves.

"I have a crime to accuse too!"

"Me too!"

"His knights smashed my house!"

"They killed my mother!"

"They took away our winter food and starved my son to death!"

At this moment, justice and evil, evil dragons and nobles are no longer important at this moment.

People need to vent.

They were agitated and rushed to accuse the Northland nobles of their crimes in this public trial, telling them about the past that they had been silent and dare not speak about.

Trischka and Holleran were the two main leaders of the "Great Collection".

In order to show themselves in front of the Duke, they often took the lead and personally led the soldiers to collect food and military expenses.

But now that Count Trischka is dead, Marquis Holleran Bosque has become the only outlet for people's hatred.

People fell into a heated atmosphere of fanaticism and rage. Mud, branches and even stones were constantly thrown into the stands, hitting the Marquis of Holleran.

"No"

"You bunch of untouchables and traitors"

"How could you survive until now without us, the Bosque family?"

However, the crowd's shouts overwhelmed his weak rebuttal, and no one cared what he said.

At this moment, Holleran Bosque was in a miserable state. He was tied to a wooden frame. His body was covered with scars and dirt. A ferocious expression appeared on his blood-stained face, and there was no sign of the so-called lion blood.

In people's eyes, he seems to be no different from those criminals.

Finally, Metrolash raised his voice and pronounced:

"After a public trial by the people of Strafburg, Holleran Bosque committed a series of crimes such as intentional homicide, corruption and bribery, and robbery."

"As the spokesperson of the evil Northland regime, Holleran Bosque committed extremely serious crimes and had an extremely bad attitude. He was punished for several crimes and was finally sentenced."

Metrolash's tone paused deliberately, he wanted to make everyone present feel more involved.

"Death penalty! Death penalty!"

shouted the angry people in the audience.

It wasn't until the sounds gathered into a tidal wave that he said the last two words:

"death penalty."

The tiefling guards stepped forward, lifted the cloth covering the guillotine, and escorted Holleran over.

Holleran kept struggling, roaring ferociously.

"no no"

"You bastards, you are not qualified to judge me!"

"Traitor! You are all traitors!"

But all the struggle and resistance were in vain. Under the tough actions of the tieflings, the marquis was led to the guillotine.

Even at the last moment, Holleran still tried to keep his head up.

"I am the eldest son of Archduke Leo——"

"Crack!"

Before the words fell, there was a crisp sound.

What followed was a bright blade stained with blood, splashes of blood, and waves of cheers erupted from the audience.

Under the deliberate guidance of the kingdom, the people of Strafburg personally broke the arrogance of the Northland nobles.

"Tick, tick..."

The oblique trapezoidal knife on the guillotine was hung up again, and the bright red blood slipped from the edge drop by drop. The sharp blade shone in the sunlight, making it look a bit dazzling. (End of chapter)