Dawn Kingdom, at the foot of Cage Mountain, Town of Thorns.
A group of carriages drove slowly through the streets and stopped in front of the lord's mansion.
"When you get to the place, let me roll down, and make your hands and feet quicker!" The man dressed in charge waved the whip in his hand, and shouted one by one, "If you want to survive, you need to know each other, and when the adults ask anything, you can answer it. What, do you understand!"
Most of the people who got out of the car were ragged and pale, and their hands were tied together by a hemp rope, like a string of grasshoppers. No doubt they were all slaves, and of the meanest kind.
This kind of scene has recently become the norm in the town of Thorns. The town that usually no one cares about has gradually become lively since the Greycastle exploration team was stationed. Not only the caravans, but also many envoys sent by the lords from various places. They either stayed or set up tents and barracks outside the town. In just over a month, this remote town looked bigger.
"Lord Mar, what do you think about these people?" Flynn Sheffield from Maple Song City was one of them. He rubbed his hands and looked at Mar Tokat, the representative of the great nobles of Radiance City, with a charming smile on his face. "They are healthy and free of defects, and they are the first-class products that I personally selected from the prison. Even if they look thin and thin, they are actually vicious people. As long as they are fed two full meals, they will definitely satisfy your needs." Require."
"Okay," Mal waved his hand impatiently. Although the other party had the surname of Lord Fengge, he knew that he was not someone who needed to be concerned, and it was not worth talking to him. "It's not me who wants to buy prisoners, but the captain of the former bodyguard of the King of Greycastle beside me, Mr. Sean."
"Original, so that's what happened," Fulin saluted again, "As soon as Lord Lord heard the call of the Lord of Dawn, he immediately decided to respond and ordered me to prepare for departure as soon as possible. Such omissions occurred in a hurry, Please excuse me."
"It doesn't matter." Sean walked up to the group and swept them one by one. Compared with the batches of prisoners sent by the Lord of Dawn, the quality is obviously much worse, but the Temple of the Damned has now entered the stage of full-scale excavation, which requires a large number of people, and he does not intend to care about this issue. , as long as it can be used.
Just as he walked to the center of the line, a prisoner suddenly knelt down at him, "My lord, I was wronged, please let me go!"
Because the hands were tied to a long rope, the opponent was just halfway through the action of grabbing the ground with his head, when he was pulled by the human wall, and he could only kneel on the ground and begged.
"You're courting death!" The steward immediately had a ticklish expression on his face. If it weren't for the presence of the other two adults, I'd probably have drawn the whip already.
"Where is the injustice?" Sean stopped.
"I didn't kill or rob, I just slaughtered a neighbor's nest of chickens!" The prisoner replied hastily, "This will only be sentenced to flogging or exile in Fengsong City.
"Is that so?" Sean looked at Flynn.
The latter hurriedly said, "Yes and no, Your Excellency. Just the day before he received the call from the Lord of Dawn, the Earl of Sheffield just made a small adjustment to the law of the territory. In order to combat the increasingly rampant rats and underground crimes, all punishments It's all up a notch, and stealing is no exception."
"What, what?" the prisoner said, dumbfounded, "Is it punishable by death for stealing a few chickens?"
"Is it so difficult to understand?" Flynn glanced at him contemptuously, "The kingdom has just broken out a war, and in order to eliminate the rebels, Maple Song City was also severely damaged. In addition, the number of refugees has increased sharply, so don't pay attention to it. Sentence, how can you hold back you scumbags? Today you stole your neighbor's chicken, maybe one day your neighbor will starve to death because of it. What's the difference between this and murder! In my opinion, it's just the right thing to do That's it."
"Sir, I..."
The prisoner still wanted to plead, but Sean directly interrupted the other party's words, "Since you are not innocent, let's use this labor as an atonement." He paused for a moment and raised his voice, "I think you all already know, as long as After ten years of work, no matter what crime you commit, you will be pardoned. This is the promise made by Graycastle and King Dawn! Don’t try to escape, this is your only chance!”
After signaling his subordinates to take all the prisoners down, Fulin immediately leaned over with a smile, "I knew you would accept them all. According to the agreement on the call, one person is..."
"One golden dragon adds up to a total of one hundred and six, right?" Sean replied.
"That's right!" Flynn's eyes lit up.
"Just go to the lord's mansion to pick it up, there will be someone there to receive you."
"Yes, I'll go right now!" he said with a smile.
"Also," Sean said suddenly when the other party turned around, "Don't do this kind of thing again."
"You mean..." Fulin was slightly taken aback.
"I don't care if the Lord of Maple Song City really just changed the law the day before. According to the agreement, the trader must inform the prisoner of the purpose of the trip and the rewards and punishments before departure. This kind of person does not realize that he has been sentenced. The death penalty, I only complained before I left, and I will deduct some of the golden dragon next time." Sean said solemnly.
He has no interest in serving as a fair judge, nor does he have much sympathy for the situation of these people. For him, the most important thing is to complete the task assigned by His Majesty Roland, and at the same time, try to avoid mercenary noble businessmen. Destroy Your Majesty's reputation.
"I... Understood." Flynn lowered his head and replied, "I'll pay attention next time."
After the other party left, Marr shrugged, "You really worked hard."
"It's not hard to work for Your Majesty."
"Is that so?" Mal looked at the increasingly crowded town, "Even buying death row inmates has to be done so meticulously, should it be said that His Majesty Wimbledon did this on purpose... or is it just a natural sympathy? Listen? The elder brother said that he is almost the same age as me, but he is already the undisputed king of a country. The two should be opposed to each other. Now even his personal guards are so outstanding, I really want to see them in person His side."
"As the identity of the three major families, it is not difficult to meet the King of Greycastle." Sean said blankly, "Also if I were you, I wouldn't say these words in front of the guard. ."
"What does it matter, you don't like to be secretive rather than frankly speaking?" Mal said with a hand spread.
Sean figured it out, this guy turned out to be a familiar one, worthy of being the second son of the Tokat family, somewhat similar to Oro Tokett, who was rumored to be enthusiastic and loyal.
The best way to deal with such people is to ignore them.
He turned his back and was about to go to the yard where the First Army was stationed when a soldier ran over quickly.
"My lord, there is a stranger who wants to see you, and he claims to know the whereabouts of the "treasure". "
Sean frowned. Since the news about the cursed treasures spread, a number of people like this will come to the door every few days, but so far they are all liars who come for the bounty. "Didn't you say that you don't have to notify me before you get specific clues?"
"That man demanded that you must," replied the soldier, "and he also said that he was the last survivor of Hermes, and that in addition to the whereabouts of the treasures, the whereabouts of the church exiles were also under his control. We've got him under control."
Hermes... Church
Sean's eyes narrowed immediately, "I see, I'll go right over."