Mourning was everywhere.
"Fillita is leaving? Why?"
"Hasn't she always been from our Yuxi City?"
"Why is Felita, who is protecting us, planning to leave now? What will we do in the future?"
"Are you really going to die here..."
Amidst the complaints, my smile gradually disappeared, and I said coldly:
"Why? You guys are really embarrassed to ask this question. What did you do to her, don't you have any clues in your heart? She just got a little bit of demon blood, did she do anything to sorry you? Since I was a child, I have watched my mother being tied to the stake and burned to death, and I have been tortured by some of you since I was a child! She is a magician with the blood of the demon race, desperately protecting us humans, and you What? Want her to die, want to put her in a situation where there is no redemption! Give it to the demons? Thank you for thinking it out, thank you for supporting such a strategy—"
"Do you know how rare magicians are? There is no need for her to stay in Yuxi City, and she will be treated as a guest no matter where she goes. But she insisted on staying in the Here. What about the result of staying? The nobles bullied her, and you bullied her too! The 'kill her' all over the city is really grand, why don't you have such integrity now?"
"I know that most of you have never done this kind of thing, you just follow the crowd blindly. I also understand that once you speak for her, you will be regarded as colleagues of the demon clan, and you will not be able to hold your head up among the people around you." But you should also think about it for her, after going through so many chilling things, what reason does she have to stay in Yuxi City?"
After I finished speaking, I pretended to be helpless and sighed, looking helpless.
The crowd fell silent.
But anyone with a little conscience doesn't know how to speak.
But there happened to be a woman with a sour and mean appearance who muttered in a strange way:
"What's there to be proud of, just leave as soon as you leave. Without her, Felita, can we still live?"
But as soon as the words fell, the people around immediately glared at her without me needing to say anything.
Like lighting a powder keg.
Four or five people jumped on her directly, pushed her to the ground, and cursed while beating her:
"Dou Lei Lou, I don't like you for a long time! Every time you take the lead in bullying Felita, you still have the face to speak now? I'll kill you bitch! I'll kill you shameless thing!! "
More people joined the siege.
More people were found out to criticize.
"That's him! He was one of the people who participated in the killing of Grandpa Felita last time!"
"This person is the one who colluded with Pierce last time!"
"Hold him! He's the bad boy who poured shit on Felita!"
"Beat him! Let's see if he dares to spread rumors and speak ill of Felita!!"
"I usually have the ability to bully Felita, why don't you talk now?!"
The crowd spontaneously divided into many circles. The person who bullied Felita was found out, and as long as he was found, he would be beaten up. Wails can be heard everywhere:
"Stop hitting... I don't dare anymore..."
"I apologize, I apologize to Fillita... Ouch!"
"Don't kick me in the face, it hurts... wow..."
I just stood quietly on the high platform.
About two or three hundred people were beaten with bruises all over their bodies, and their blood was splashed all over the ground. It is not known whether they will survive. The power of the people is still very strong. I don't know if this is the earliest "human flesh search". Anyway, once a person is found, no matter men, women or children, they will be beaten and knelt down and called Dad. At this moment, everyone seemed to be an envoy of justice, hammering the perpetrator's chest madly with his small fists.
I looked at those people who were beaten to death, thinking silently in my heart. When they gathered together and beat Felita wantonly, they probably never thought that one day they would be picked out, labeled as "dissidents" and beaten up unreasonably.
That's the best I can come up with.
If the people are directly asked to hand over those who bullied Felita, it is easy to arouse their resistance, causing them to protect each other, and secretly dissing me, the new city lord, crazily. But it's different now. When I throw a "crisis" that doesn't exist at all but looks terrible to them, they will naturally give priority to ignoring themselves out of their desire to survive, and put those who have done immoral things His companions resold them.
Even, they will probably thank me in the future.
I watched this funny drama with cold eyes, and glanced at Alaya, who was equally indifferent, and did not accuse me of being mean at all.
After the identified people almost passed out, someone begged me out of breath:
"My lord, my lord! You have to explain it to Felita and let her save our city!"
"Yes, Lord City Master, these people are bullying her, and it really has nothing to do with us!"
"My lord, I beg you, tell her that as long as she is willing to stay, we will treat her well from now on!"
I smiled.
Why did you go early?
If you can't get the Yellow River, you will never die, and you won't turn back if you don't hit the south wall, right?
But so be it. I don't want to complain anymore. Pierce was beheaded with a sword, and those pig-headed nobles all died in the wilderness. Back then, those culprits who bullied Felita every day were beaten to death, and this result was enough. The level of people's thinking is linked to education. In a poor place like Yuxi City, I don't expect them to have a lot of people's wisdom, and they will stand up to help Felita when she is being bullied—
In other words, if they help, what do I need
I nodded and agreed:
"Understood! But I can't guarantee that Felita will stay. I will try my best to persuade her. But to tell you the truth, even if she stays, I don't want to see anyone speak ill of her from now on Bad words, she has done her best to our Yuxi City. It is love to stay, and it is duty not to stay. If you let me know who is doing things behind the scenes and offending her, I will let that person go alone Compete with the demon army—you do what you want."
There was a sound of pats on the chest.
I took Alaya down the high platform, and when I left the crowd, I tore off the mourning clothes on my body.
Pierce, for the sake of helping me take the blame, I have mourned for you for half an hour.
But when I think about the many immoral things you have done... Sure enough, fuck you.