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Volume 4 The Weeping Sea of ??Sand Chapter 52 Refutation

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    Happy Children's Day!

    The hall suddenly became silent.

    The guests couldn¡¯t believe their ears.  However, after a brief silence, the hall became noisier than a beehive.  They kept asking the people next to them to make sure there was nothing wrong with their ears.  "What on earth is going on?" The alchemist looked at the surprised guests, thinking that they probably hadn't figured out the reason yet.  [com]

    "Quiet, quiet."

    It was not until the soldier slammed the end of the long hook knife against the floor tiles that the hall was shaken, and red brick dust sprinkled from the ceiling and covered their bodies, and they gradually became quiet.  However, this does not erase their dissatisfaction.

    "Your Highness," an old man with a goatee asked, "how can you marry a woman of unknown origin?"

    Prince Barton's good mood disappeared, leaving only a burst of anger.  He clenched his fists tightly and pounded the carved armrests of the black wooden throne.  "Do I need your consent for who I want to marry, old fellow?" He cursed loudly, "I am the prince, not you! Who are you to tell me what you want to do? Are you the one who wants to get married?"

    The old man looked horrified, "No, no." He said at a loss, "Your Highness, I mean, I mean this lady, she"

    "Why is she bothering you?"

    "She is not worthy of you." The old noble seemed to regard Prince Barton's anger and hatred as a hypocritical illusion, and continued to challenge Prince Barton's bottom line.  "Can't you find a more suitable woman in Xilis County? Every girl here is eager to be your wife and concubine. Why do you have a soft spot for her? She is just a foreign woman and  , her appearanceher status cannot be compared with yours at all."

    Prince Barton patiently listened to the former.  He squinted at the other party and asked sullenly, "Are you done?"

    "I, I have nothing to say."

    The prince pointed outside the hall, "Then shut your mouth and get out of here."

    The old man¡¯s hands and feet were trembling and his face was pale.  "Dear, His Royal Highness¡ª¡ª"

    "Are you deaf?" Prince Barton shouted sharply. The old man's legs and feet were weak, with a look of disbelief on his face.  "You are getting old too fast. I should relieve you of all your duties."

    "You can't do this," the old man shouted in shock, "I served the late king."

    "You're an old guy who relies on his old age." Prince Barton snorted disdainfully. "Guards!" he shouted, "Drag him out."

    "No, Prince, you can't do this" The old man watched in horror as the guard approached him. He was panicked and didn't know what to do.  He looked at Prince Barton, looking at the latter pitifully and sadly, almost kneeling down to beg.  The people next to him couldn't help but have no effect in interceding for him, but instead aroused Prince Barton's anger even more.  "Drag him out, now!"

    His shout echoed through the hall, buzzing.  Everyone was shocked by his anger and fell silent.

    "I can't stand you saying no!" Prince Barton said to everyone, "I am the king, not you. You stupid idiots, prick up your ears and listen clearly. The lady beside me,  She is of nobler origin than you all. In front of her, you are just a bunch of flies that have smelled shit!"

    The crowd was silent for a while. Everyone glared at Nianta, but quickly turned away, not daring to stay any longer.  Their faces were full of unwillingness, jealousy and grief.  This emotion tortured them and made them unable to swallow their bad breath.

    "But." A voice suddenly came from the crowd, "But"

    "But what?" Prince Barton swept through the crowd and shouted angrily, "Say!" But the surroundings suddenly became quiet.  No one dared to look Prince Barton in the eyes, no one dared to say a word.  "Say! Aren't they all chattering like mice just now, and now they are all mute?"

    "What can't you say?" A young woman in the crowd shook off the hand of the male companion next to her and walked out.  She looked at the prince without flinching and said loudly, "I know who she is, the only daughter of the Earl of Golden Ship, with the title of heir. But that's not what I want to say. She is just that monster, who specializes in fighting with  When men have sex, they become filthy and stinky demons!"

    Nianta¡¯s face became paler. She looked panicked and trembled on the high platform, as if she was a prisoner undergoing trial.  "No, I'm not, I'm not the monster you said." Tears welled up in her eyes, and she kept repeating, "I'm not."

    Prince Barton was furious, "Shut up!" he shouted, "Guard, where is the guard? Pull out her tongue."

    The crowd suddenly exploded.  That woman's legs? She slumped directly to the ground, her face a look of deathly gray, mixed with an expression of regret and despair.  "Dear, Your Majesty¡ª"

    "You don't do this."

    "Mother of the Desert, please open your eyes."

    The voices of pleas and accusations in the rioting crowd came and went, almost breaking the roof.

    Even the alchemist was surprised by Prince Barton¡¯s cruel decision.  He had seen various misdeeds of tyrants in history books, but he never imagined that he would actually see it with his own eyes.

    Many believers of the Desert Mother knelt on the ground and prayed, hoping that their gods could prevent the tragedy from happening.  However, their so-called angel lady was hiding in the crowd, sneering and disdainful.

    "You won't stop them?"

    "Oh, my dear alchemist, you don't know about Clegg's hobby."

    He really doesn't know.  It's not like he paid homage to that bastard.  Leo didn't turn his head, and it was not difficult to imagine the enthusiasm in the other person's golden eyes.  He spoke with a hint of mockery, "He is neither a god, nor does he have a 'cruel' priesthood."

    "The devils and gods are all alike, and death can please him." said the female magician.

    "I think he would be happier if you were dead."

    The other party ignored his sarcasm.  "Besides, this is just killing the chicken to scare the monkeys." She looked at the angry and murderous short, fat and bald man and continued with contempt, "For this stupid fat man, he is holding on. His face and self-esteem are not his.  His eyes are more important than anything else. He cannot tolerate rejection from others."

    "Is it because he is too short?"

    From a visual inspection, Prince Barton is even half a head shorter than the delicate Nianta.

    "Who knows?" Aurora shrugged, "You have to ask him himself."

    In short, Prince Patton¡¯s constantly wounded self-esteem made him unable to listen to any advice or prayers. All the pleadings could not change his decision, but instead made his anger as scary as a volcano about to erupt.

    "Shut up, everyone." Prince Barton gripped the armrests of the throne tightly, his fat body trembling with anger.  "Guard, what are you waiting for? Pull out her tongue! Whoever dares to show mercy will have your head chopped off!"

    "No, Your Highness, you can't do this." One person tried to resist to the end, "There is no such punishment in the law."

    "No?" Prince Barton sneered, "What kind of punishment is that?"

    "Only caning."

    "Flogging? Then just change it from now on." Prince Barton made the decision without thinking, "Anyone with a long tongue will be punished by having their tongue pulled out¡ª¡ª"

    "Youare inconsistent with the proceduresshould be discussed by the Imperial Council."

    Prince Barton slammed the armrest and roared angrily, "Are they the king, or am I the king?"

    "Of course it is you. You, you are our king."

    "Since I am the king, I have the right to do this!" Prince Barton blocked their mouths.  "Soldier, you are still in a daze. Do you want to die?"

    The soldiers looked at each other, and finally stepped forward, one of them holding a cold and terrifying hook in his hand.  "No, no, don't come over, please don't come over." The woman struggled wildly, begging for mercy.  Tears were streaming down her face, and she lay on the ground in despair, without any strength.  "I was wrong, I was wrong. Don't do this to me, don't do this"

    "Wait a minute." Prince Patton suddenly stopped the soldiers, and people thought for a while that he had changed his mind.  But he heard him say, "Don't be here, don't scare Miss Nianta. Drag her out and find a place to dispose of her." He waved his hand in annoyance, "Drag her out quickly, don't let the throne room be stained.  Apply blood."

    Is he trying to win over Nianta?  The alchemist thought disdainfully, how clumsy it was.

    The woman¡¯s begging for mercy continued for a long time, and then a scream came from far away, and then everything became quiet.  Every guest in the hall probably regretted attending today's banquet.  They were like a group of defeated roosters, hanging their heads, drooping their messy chicken feathers, hiding aside and shivering.

    ¡°There is no rebellion in this city,¡± Leo commented, making no secret of his disgust and hatred of the so-called faith.  "I really should thank you. Your bewitchment skills are truly superb."

    The female magician fully accepted his "praise".  "A stupid, cruel, and hedonistic person in power is easier to control than a smart guy." She raised her eyebrows and said with pride.  "What he needs is just a little effort for us. Such a guy is better than making a puppet."??Simple.  "

    "I feel deeply."

    "Okay, let's not talk about these unpleasant topics." The female magician suddenly breathed air at him, and he heard the magic power beating happily.  The dark, sticky magic made him feel sick.  "Don't you think we should add another fire to them? They don't know the more shocking news yet."

    The engagement between them.

    "I can't wait. What about you?" Airola chuckled in his ear, then took steps and walked out.  Her gown moved from side to side.  The guy in front of her was pushed left and right without warning, as if there was an entire invisible army clearing the way for her.  The people around him swayed left and right and cursed.  But when they saw the female magician walking past them, all their complaints turned into devout kneeling.  Almost everyone, whether sincere or hypocritical, knelt down to express their devotion to the female magician.  "Aren't you coming together?" She suddenly turned her head and said to the alchemist.

    Everyone¡¯s eyes are focused on him.  Contains confusion, doubt, hostility and contempt.  Take a good look, and please watch your chins later.  I hope none of you black monkeys have heart disease.  Leo thought contemptuously in his heart and followed Aurora's footsteps.

    Next to him, the girls were staring at him.  Their eyes were complex, filled with ready-to-move madness and unconcealable pain.  Leo could only comfort them with his eyes, giving them enough confidence, and at the same time secretly prayed that they, especially Rosie, would not be impulsive.

    "Your fianc¨¦e is me, don't look around." Aurora suddenly took his arm and said softly, "Otherwise, be careful with your eyes."

    Leo took a deep breath.  He withdrew his gaze and looked straight ahead.

    So far, he has nothing to fear.
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