The Revi Magic Empire, Emperor Feiqi Saint Hall, sat on a wooden chair with a high back, with no things to hold on both hands, but still held the power of life and death. In front of him, the two representatives of the craftsman from Tawugang City were kneeling tremblingly, and they did not dare to raise their heads when they spoke.
"All the corpses have been cleared, but it is basically impossible to tell who is who, except for those who have become skeletons and are wearing armor with family logos." The man's voice was a little trembling. It could be heard that facing the emperor is more terrifying than facing a large burial pit with thousands of corpses. "Your Majesty, there are a total of 6,000 kilograms of weapons on the battlefield, including 1,200 swords, and 200..."
"The specific numbers need not be reported to me. Use the sword to transport the remaining metal to the Fire Dwarf Workshop." Feiqi said: "As for those armors, take apart the armor with the family logo, leave the logo and hand it over to the clerk for registration and archive. The rest are sent to the workshop. The farm tools are still lacking iron. If the corpse is difficult to distinguish, they will be buried in a concentrated manner, and then erect a monument on it to state the time, cause and result of the war. The Minister of Intelligence Mathers has a list of families participating in the war. Just engrave the family names without specifying them."
"As for your order, Your Majesty the Emperor." The two craftsman representatives kowtowed on the ground, and then supported each other and retreated.
Fitch frowned and said to Sam, who is now the manager of the Imperial Hall, who has integrated the identity of the secretary and office director, and said: "Add to add rules, those entering the hall speak while standing and feet are inconvenient or too tired. If you can't kneel, don't kneel. If you can raise your head, raise your head, because the emperor not only needs to listen to the sound, but also looks at the expression, so that he can receive more information."
"Yes, your majesty, I will prepare a chair and send someone to teach these things in advance."
"It doesn't have to send someone so complicated. Just write a billboard on the road. If you have to kneel in, whether it's one knee or both, just remind me." Feiqi and the craftsman left, and said, "What's the next item?"
"Seven prisoners need beheading," Sam said, "Your Majesty, you said you would execute yourself."
"Yes, I'll come in person. Have you brought all those people to the place?"
Sam nodded: "At dawn, they were taken to the square at the foot of the mountain. Now it is close to noon and can be executed. Your Majesty, in fact, only one executioner is required for this matter."
"This is the first time I have executed the death penalty since I became emperor, so I should be more serious." Feiqi turned his right hand and the Eye of Koktal released an invisible phantom snake, passing on the scene at the foot of the Palace Mountain.
The seven prisoners belong to the same gang. They plundered the villages by force and committed murder and rape, which was completely unforgivable. After discovering this, the working group immediately called the Knights of Hell to help. Arrest, trial and execution did not bring the dead back to life, but at least they could comfort the dead: we, the living, have sought justice for you.
The execution platform at the foot of the mountain is made of wood, and seven prisoners are tied to wooden pillars with iron chains and cloth strips stuffed in their mouths. They are thin and have been waiting in the cold wind for a long time, completely losing the strength to stare at the onlookers. The minstrels standing on the platform are still chanting their crimes and judgments loudly, which can also be used as the "tax-free assessment" of the minstrels, so twenty people have passed such work in the morning. The repeated judgment books have made everyone's ears calluses and recited them.
"Poor Dad Kent, I invited him to let the bees go last spring, but I didn't expect to survive this winter." Someone sighed under the platform: "He is a kind beekeeper, and he has never had any disputes with others and has no threats. Why was he killed?"
A little girl in the crowd replied, "Because the bad guys are so bad!"
"No, it's actually because I haven't done it well yet." Another voice sounded from behind her.
The little girl looked back and was startled. She stroked her chest and said, "Don't use teleportation spell like this? It's a sudden scary look. It's even more terrifying than a shadow ghost!"
Feiqi held the pit sword with his left hand, let the cat stick hang in the air, and then touched the little girl's hair. "Thunder Bai, if you don't go to school today, why are you here to see the beheading? This is not suitable for children to see."
"I'm just short, not young, and I'm on vacation today. By the way, I didn't come by myself. Roger came with me, why don't you criticize him?"
"Actually, I didn't criticize you, I just haven't met for a long time and came to greet you." Feiqi took back his hand. Except for Lei Tingbai, there were no one standing around him. They all knelt on the ground, shouting the slogan "Long live the Emperor" in a slogan. "If I don't go ahead, they won't get up. Do you want to take the opportunity to find a front seat? The premise is that you won't be scared by beheading."
"Haha, I know you're kidding." Lei Tingbai shook his hand and walked to the front. Feiqi took the opportunity to follow her and pass through the crowd. He told Lei Tingbai to stay well and not be nervous, and to talk to her after the execution is over.
After becoming the emperor, Feiqi intentionally expanded his influence and sent his own portraits to each workstation for publicity. Therefore, he became the first ruler in the history of Yongli Continent to be known by his own people. Moreover, in terms of the correctness of his appearance, he was higher than the Goddess of Truth. Those portraits were mainly completely realistic, without exaggeration, no praise or criticism, just simple charcoal sketches.
But this is not enough, Feiqi thought. Only by walking out of the painting and becoming a living person, and letting people from the empire see him and understand him can they be followed. Therefore, after he walked up to the execution stage, he reached out to signal the people below to stand up, and then said, "Don't kneel down in the future. Even if there are too many people, squat down in the front row and let them see me, so that they can see me. It's cold in winter, and kneeling hurts your knees."
"Haha", "Haha", the laughter in the crowd was more uneven than "Long live Your Majesty", and the voice was much smaller. Feiqi didn't care. He stretched out his hand to the minstrel and asked for the crime announcement that many people had read aloud and had already appeared a little wrinkled on the paper.
"Have they confirmed their identities?" Feiqi asked the staff beside him.
Like other places, Tawugang City also has a resident working group responsible for the daily administrative work of the city. His personnel composition is different from that of other working groups. The knights and housekeepers who originally belonged to the Hall family account for the largest proportion to ensure that they can fulfill their duties. In Feiqi's vision, Tawugang's city guards will be converted into city patrols, and managers will be selected from this working group. In the future, the working groups in various places will gradually become government agencies, responsible to the lower administration and to the upper emperor.
"Your Majesty, it is just a few of them who have repeatedly confirmed the relatives of the victims and the survivors, and five of them have confessed."
"What about the other two?" Feiqi used magic to amplify the sound on the execution platform for everyone to hear.
"The witnesses and evidence are very conclusive, and they are still alive."
Feiqi nodded and said he was about to execute the execution. Then a soldier walked up with his heavy giant sword in both hands. "No need for that." Feiqi waved his hand and asked the soldier to go down, came to the first person, and reached out to take off the cloth strip from his mouth.
"You already know your crime, do you have any last words to explain?"
The man's lips were purple from cold, his chin was covered with ice made of saliva, and his tear glands could not secrete tears. What else could he say? His soul fire was struggling in despair, showing a pleading mood, but only Fitch could see it.
After ten seconds of silence, Feiqi said: "As the emperor of the Revi Magic Empire, the final sentence of your crimes of murder, rape and robbery is made: the death penalty will be executed by me."
Feiqi raised his hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and gently slid around the man's neck. He created a spatial fault and cut open the prisoner's neck. There was no more sharp decapitation knife. First, blood formed a blood line and overflowed from the incision. Then, under the pressure of the heart, the blood pushed the man's dull head down and fell to the ground and rolled down.
"Uh..." Lei Ting's expression on his face was distorted, and his whole body was covered with goose bumps. She began to regret coming to the front row.
The second man was already frightened by this strange way of death. He thought he would be loosened, pushed him in front, and beheaded by a giant sword, so that he could live one or two more minutes. He suddenly felt that living one more minute, even half a minute was a kind of happiness. When Feiqi asked him what he had last words, he said that he wanted to live.
"Don't impose the sufferings you don't want to endure as much as you cherish your own life." Feiqi pointed his finger and another head fell to the ground.
Next, some shouted, some cursed, some begged, and some pretended to be calm, but there were no one who didn't turn around. When Feiqi cut off the last head with his finger, the execution platform was already covered with blood, the earliest one had even begun to freeze, and the last one was still in a gush. He used magic to make himself spotless, and his feet floated to the execution platform, looking at the crowd that had already fallen into a shocking and silent voice, and then said, "Don't do bad things, you will die."
Under the background of this scene, His Majesty’s advice was effective than any other time, which was one of the goals that Feiqi wanted to achieve. Even if the Hell Knights with teleportation array assisted can respond quickly and strike quickly, it is still worse than fighting crime and preventing crimes. Only a stable environment can effectively develop. Feiqi firmly believes in this principle and is determined to implement it. This method of His Majesty’s personal execution of the execution is a bit bloody, but Feiqi only pursues effectiveness, and his personal image is not important.
He looked at the thunder pale beside him. The little girl's face was pale and she was immersed in the scene just now and did not completely escape. She inherited some of the memories of the Goddess of Thunder, but it does not mean that she formed an emotional experience that can correspond to the memories. The scene when the First World was destroyed was much more tragic than this, but that memory was a story, far less than the reality in front of her.
"You are a child, but you don't believe it." Feiqi said: "Growing up does not depend on the amount of knowledge you know, but on the twists and turns of your emotions and experiences. Still covering your stomach? If you feel uncomfortable, you will vomit, and no one can see it."
Lei Tingbai held on and shook his hand, "Hurry up and say what's wrong with me, so I'll try to divert my attention."
"There is nothing important. I just want to talk about it when I see you and ask you to visit my new throne." Feiqi and Thunder Bai walked along the mountain road towards the palace, saying, "In the future, I will call me Your Majesty in public. If you act too close, it may bring danger. And I am the emperor, and I must always have decent needs to be maintained."
"I'm not used to that."
"You must get used to it," said Feiqi. "I want to start a human era, and there will be no more gods unless they are used as tools to fight against the Creator. The Goddess of Truth is history, so don't develop in that direction."
"I won't!" Lei Tingbai jumped up and stamped his feet, saying, "I can't become a god among all the fragments of the goddess. Have you forgotten that I no longer have the goddess qualities, and Union is dead!"
"But you are still a goddess fragment. Your identity is special. Maybe someone - or other fragments - wants you to become a new god. These people will approach you, build trust with you, and then influence you, and inspire you." Feiqi said as he walked: "Now, the army of mortals has proven to be unable to defeat me. There are two possibilities left on Yongli Continent: the power of the church and the power of God."
"If you want to save the Yongli Continent, I won't attack you."
"Well, I know. I just want to say that people will be the masters of the world in the future, and God is just a tool, don't become a tool. You finally became such a cute girl."
"You said humans, what will happen to the elves, dwarves and the Tibetan girls?"
"They are no different from humans at the legal level. I treat them equally like a goddess." Feiqi smiled slightly, took Thunder Bai into the palace, and walked all the way to the throne hall. "But they are indeed different from humans in many ways. If they do not face these bodies, habits and cultures, it will be even more unequal. So I guess there will still be many problems that need to be solved slowly with patience and wisdom. Hey, have you seen my new throne?"
Thunder Bai looked up from the complex question of how different intelligent races should live in harmony, and saw six trucks parked in front of the palace yard, full of various sword weapons. These weapons were all equipment from the previous noble coalition forces, and were later wiped out and transported to the palace at Fitch's request.
The representative of the craftsman who came to meet before knelt down again and reported: "His Majesty the Emperor, here are all the swords. The twenty-two best-made swords and the seventy with noble family emblems were picked out separately and placed in the first car."
Chapter completed!