"Now! I declare that Kane Azibert, Count of Dianthus, and his son Bernard Azibert are guilty of conspiracy, private hoarding of weapons, murder, terrorism and treason, and anti-imperial crimes. , punished for several crimes, sentenced to death, and executed immediately! " "And Count Dianzhu's wife Nora June, daughter Jenna Azibert, nephew Pontos Azibert, and 137 of his servants, knowingly committed the crime! Kane Azibert secretly stockpiled weapons without notifying the police. He was guilty of concealment and sentenced to 1 to 3 years of hard labor. Jenna Azibert was pregnant and was suspended for 2 years! " "The above! The trial decision is final, witnessed by the glory of the gods and the emperor, and Duke Feldnan of the Silver Rose is asked to confirm the execution! "On the high platform, a man Azibert had never seen before claimed to be Nan! The strange-looking man dressed as the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court read aloud some incomprehensible words. .?Then the prosecutor walked down from the trial platform and placed the trial resolution in front of Duke Fernandez who was sitting in the jury chair. The Duke raised his hand and rubbed his temples, hesitated for a moment, and then signed his name on it. name. Until he was pushed out of the court by the magistrate and taken to the guillotine, Count Azibert was still in a dream. Looking up, he saw that the wide trial hall was crowded with people, and the auditorium was filled with family members of the victimized nobles and ordinary citizens. , ragged people and luxurious clothes mix together, reminding Azibert that everyone is equal before death. Looking at some of the acquaintances of the nobles, Azibert's lips twitched and he wanted to defend himself again. He didn't know anything about the Sword of Revenge or Kaos, but it was useless. It was really useless - -The evidence produced by the security department almost made him feel that he was really having an affair with Kaos, and in order to murder Duke Feldnan, he was so crazy that he didn't even care about the safety of other nobles. Turning back and looking behind him, Bernard, who was following him, was crying so hard that he could hardly breathe. Dominated by the fear of death, he was almost dragged out of the court by the sheriff. "Useless thing," Azibert wanted to scold him, but when he realized it, he found that he was also covered in soft quilts, and the sheriff carried him out of the trial hall. "Come out! Come out!" During the entire trial of Azibert's rebellion, there were people standing at the door, explaining and reporting to the people outside waiting for the results, so when Azibert was pushed out, only Seeing the black mass of human heads, they slowly gave way to a path. Everyone was staring at him, but due to the pressure of the peace officer responsible for maintaining order, there were only whispers of insults. "Beast!" "The murderer!" "You deserve it!" They were put into a prison car and driven to the execution ground. Then, amidst tens of thousands of people's insults mixed with fear and excitement, Azibert and Bernard cried and howled angrily. After cursing and peeing in his pants, he was pushed to the gallows by the executioner, put on a black hood and noose, and then pushed into the pit. His body and head struggled for a few times, and then he staggered and lost his breath. Ian Yiwen did not see this scene, but the noise coming from the bustling Paris Square could be heard even in the bedroom of the Duke's Palace. "It's really harsh" murmuring, Yiwen stood up, walked to the window and closed it. Originally, according to his original intention, White Rose City should have a dedicated execution ground for executions, instead of placing the execution place for criminals in such a barbaric and bloody manner in the middle of the square in the center of the city. However, several other aristocratic governors, including Fernandez, insisted on disagreeing. In the view of these old-style imperial aristocrats, the significance of the death penalty is to set an example and to make the people of the territories feel the offense to the greatest extent possible. The legal consequences are terrible, so the execution place must be placed in the busiest and busiest city center. Yiwen Ian thought about it calmly and figured it out - after all, this is an era lacking media. "It seems that the newspaper office has to hurry up" He whispered to himself softly, then turned around and looked at Eret behind him. The reason why Yi Wenyan did not run a newspaper before was because the number of literate people among the common people was pitifully small. If schools and literacy rates were not even popularized, then there would be no mention of the influence of the media. "I once thought that 'New Moon' would be defeated, but I never thought that 'New Moon' would be defeated so miserably and completely." Eret looked at the empty room with some melancholy. Before, it was full of people. The injured noble was brought to the house, but it was quiet at this time. Only he, Yiwen Ian and a servant were the other former residents who had either been sent to the guillotine or had been detained in prison, awaiting trial. Among the people Erete knows well, only Zhu Enshang, the Marquis of Hailiu, is still lying in bed next door.Unconscious, the old Marquis, who possesses high-level warrior strength, was blinded by the immortal swordsman in order to protect his old friend Azibert during the attack. Later, he was thrown off the viewing platform by the explosion and injured his cervical spine. He has been in a coma until now and has not yet regained consciousness. The old Marquis, who is retired from the military, has an upright character. Although he has always disliked Yi Wenyan because of the problems with Citibank, he has not participated in these dirty things among the Nanling nobles. In fact, Eret even suspected that the old Marquis Does the Marquis really know that the organization "Crescent" exists? His thoughts left the old Marquis, and Eret looked at Evan with a somewhat complicated look: "I guessed the outcome, but not the process. I originally thought it would be a fairer, more gentlemanly confrontation. Instead of this" "'Despicable'?" Ivan sat down beside Eret's bed and hung his right hand around his neck. Because of the blow that cut the Night Tribe assassin in two, Yiwen Ian paid the price of a dislocated right elbow, and his neck was also covered with bandages. Soon after the spell failed, he lost most of his ability to speak. , and even at this time, his words were still somewhat unfavorable. "'Despicable' I can't say that It's just that as a result, the whole Nanling has become turbulent Probably many people will die" The titles left by the dead nobles have not yet matured. Due to the struggle between the heirs and their supporters, the Nanling nobles will fall into a series of internal strife and be unable to escape And this is this what Yi Wenyan wants? Eret couldn't guess. But it was precisely because he could not figure it out that Eret came to Nanling with determination, followed Yi Wenyan's figure, and asked about the confusion and confusion in his heart. ¡°I didn¡¯t expect that a guy like you, who calls himself a weapons merchant, would say such a thing.¡± Yi Wenyan said slightly surprised. Eret subconsciously scratched his head and laughed out loud: "Haha My father often said that I have grown so big in vain, and I am just like a child" After finishing speaking, I don't know. Whether it touched the wound on his lungs, Eret lowered his head, coughed twice, and spit out a mouthful of bloody sputum into the spittoon next to the bed. After vomiting, Eret gasped softly, leaned back on the patient's head, and turned to look at Yi Wenyan: "I am a person I always forget to consider the consequences of things that interest me. And then we don¡¯t start to think about solutions until the consequences are in front of us. So for this reason, people around us often get headachesThis time too, Franieland my father and the othersHis Majesty the Emperor. " "But even if you say so, I can't let you go." Yi Wenyan's voice was very quiet, "After all, I can't confirm whether your previous behavior is really the truth, or whether it is just a trick. " "Bitter meat plan?" Eret was a little confused. After Yi Wenyan explained it to him, he suddenly understood, "Ah, yes indeed" "Then what are you going to do?" "While coughing and chuckling, Eret looked at Evan again with curiosity and inquiry in his eyes, "Are you planning to kill Franliel and then put me under house arrest for the rest of my life? You can't hide it like this? His Majesty the Emperor." "A lifetime? It doesn't need to be that long." Yi Wenyan looked at the time, then stood up, "Just half a month is enough -" "In this half month, I will end everything. "You can recuperate in the Duke's Mansion for the next half month. When the time comes, no matter what your thoughts are, I will let you go." Standing at the door is the door of Iofitara. The moment Yi Wenyan stepped out of the door, Eret suddenly shouted behind him - "You haven't told me the answer yet." Yi Wen Ian turned his body sideways: "What answer?" "Why do you want to Doing these things that harm others and yourself." Eret gasped softly, "To help those civilians?" "Because in my opinion, they are also human beings," Yi Wenyan replied lightly. "They have nothing to do with you, and they don't have any status. They will only rely on you and your family. Even so, do you still want to choose which side?" Eret followed closely, "Are you really just innocent? Out of goodwill and compassion, for the mere three years of living in a slum as a child, you would give up the power and status you already had at your fingertips to fight against all the nobles in the entire empire! " "What do you mean? "Evan suddenly smiled, enduring the discomfort in his throat as he considered the words, "I'm not that great - or in other words, I'm far more selfish than anyone you know." "I am. I just want to leave a name in history. As for my bloodline and children and grandchildren after my death thenEven if there is a sea of ??blood, they still have to fight for their own lives. " "As for the starting point and purpose" Yi Wenyan bowed lightly, "Zui Meng Si'an, if a person's ideals really only need material wealth to be consumed, then he In essence, he is just an ordinary person who is satisfied with enough food and wine. " "Then -" Under Eret's thoughtful gaze, Yi Wen turned and left. "See you later. "