The crowd was in an uproar.
The farr leaning on a crutch, the veiled woman, looked up at Holley with astonishnt in their eyes, filled with disbelief.
At that mont.
Their hearts, filled with hatred, began to relax without their realizing it.
If it had been the Holley of before who said these words, not only would they not have believed him, but they would have stayed far away. But now, with Holley possessing such formidable power and still speaking such words, it was enough to reveal his sincerity.
They were just a group of insignificant commoners, after all. Now that Holley had obtained a ten-star Martial Spirit, even if he ignored them from now on, they would never be able to seek vengeance against him in their lifetis...
Could it be that what Holley said was true?
Was he really fighting against the Catastrophe god and only hard them as a last resort?
...
"...Now, I have been granted the power of the Sea God, and I am no longer afraid of the Catastrophe god," Duge clenched his fists, "So, I stepped forward. I want to tell everyone openly and honestly that I will protect you, not oppress you. I want to be a king who guards his people legitimately..."
"King Holley."
"King Holley."
In the crowd.
The followers Duge had brought out from the prison suddenly raised their arms and chanted loudly.
They were scattered throughout the crowd, and under their leadership, more and more people were moved, joining in the montum of "King Holley."
People believed in God Spirits, believed in promises, and believed in the strong.
Most of the common folk were simple; they didn’t know much, only that a strong person with a ten-star Martial Spirit had no need to make these commitnts to them.
Holley only needed to show off his Martial Spirit to easily gain status and wealth.
...
Duge’s reputation soared like a rocket, and more and more people believed the unverifiable stories Duge had fabricated.
...
Duge raised his hand downward.
The cheering gradually subsided.
Duge looked towards Duke Linqi and said loudly, "Duke Linqi, please confess your sins to the people."
"..."
Duke Linqi’s face suddenly turned red, and he looked at Duge in astonishnt. You’ve already conquered those ignorant people with your eloquence, why do you need to co forward?
"Duke, this is your last chance," Duge frowned, "My command needs a group of honest and upright officials, so your past sins must be made public. Your future life will be to atone for your sins.
In the days to co, your every word and action will be supervised by the people, and if you commit evil deeds again, I will deliver the Wrath of Thunder and give you the most severe punishnt..."
This wasn’t ntioned before!
Duke Linqi’s eyes widened, his old face burning, but he remained silent.
"Old Gao, Li En, raise the guillotine," Duge commanded, his face stern as he looked at Duke Linqi, "If you can’t even face your own sins, I find it hard to believe that you will sincerely protect the people..."
Old Gao and Li En excitedly lifted the blade of the guillotine.
Below the execution platform, the crowd fell silent once again.
At this mont, they were utterly convinced of the truth in Holley. Nobody dared use the guillotine on a duke; it was equivalent to declaring war on the nobility.
Duke Linqi clenched his fists tightly.
"Duke, are you going to forsake this opportunity?" Duge asked sternly. At the sa ti, beneath the Duke’s wide robes, a stream of water quietly wound around his legs, "Ole, Lass, escort the Duke to the guillotine."
Duke Linqi’s eyes bulged, and he suddenly looked towards Duge.
Duge remained unmoved.
Duke Linqi’s face crossed with a trace of bitterness as he took a deep breath and fiercely closed his eyes, "I am guilty. Distrusted by King Lucerne, I plotted rebellion to overthrow Lucerne’s rule and crown myself king. To sever the relationship between Nelson and Saima, I devised a trap for King Holley at a banquet..."
"I am guilty. My disciple, Stephen Gao, discovered the principle of instantaneous casting of hybrid magic, but I claid it as my own and sent Stephen Gao to dungeon..."
...
With Duke Linqi starting off, the remaining nobles no longer cared about saving face.
They realized that Duge was serious with them; if they did not disclose their own sins, the guillotine might really fall on their necks.
Although they did not understand why Holley, with his powerful abilities, was trying to please a group of ordinary citizens.
But by this ti, they had ridden the tiger and could not get off.
...
"I am guilty. I have used my noble status to forcibly annex lands that did not belong to ..."
"I am guilty. I have imposed my own taxes on top of those levied by King Lucerne..."
"I am guilty. I once forced an entire village into slavery for my own personal gain..."
"I am guilty..."
...
One by one, deeds of wickedness spilled from the mouths of these terrified nobles.
Of course, these nobles were clever people. The sins they admitted were carefully considered; they dared not speak of the truly filthy, see-not-the-light-of-day deeds.
They feared that once spoken, they would be torn to shreds by the angry commoners below the platform.
Despite this, the breathing of the people under the scaffold grew heavier and heavier.
They could hardly imagine that these shiny, illustrious nobles had committed so many outrageous acts behind closed doors.
Even Prince Nelson had secretly taken a life...
Compared to them,
The bad boy Holley truly seed angelic and adorable; he actually showed remorse for his transgressions.
Moreover, when Holley gained power, the first thing he did was not to seek self-interest, but to arrest all the nobles and judge their sins.
This is what it ans to be favored by the God Spirit!
If only all the nobles in the world were as honorable and kind as Holley...
Let King Lucerne die, let the nobility die.
They need a king like Holley, only he truly considers the people...
"King Holley, judge them, send them to the guillotine."
After soone shouted out, a wave of angry voices suddenly rose into a chorus, drowning out the voices of the nobles recounting their sins on the scaffold.
Duke Linqi and others instantly turned pale.
Saima Lynch, who had been silent all along, clutched her magic wand tightly, her expression inexplicably frantic.
The experiences of the day had overwheld her, completely overturning her previous worldview. She had never imagined that the world she lived in was truly so filthy and dark...
...
Comparing people can kill; comparing goods makes one discard them! In the midst of the crowd’s fervor, Duge looked at his own flickering personal panel.
At that mont, a new skill appeared on the panel:
Impartiality: When you initiate judgent, the target will actively confess their sins.
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