A strange world

Chapter 281 Section 134. Reform through labor

The knight captain came back, looked at Annan sadly and strangely, and said in a low voice that they could hear: "The armor of the captain and the knights is missing..."

"What armor?" Annan was surprised as if he didn't know anything.

The chief mage said to himself: "Those are your trophies, and it is natural to capture them."

"But Galt's armor was made by his family, and the person who takes the armor may have some trouble..."

"That thief who took away the armor is really disgusting."

Annan's cheeks felt a little hot, but five thousand gold coins were at stake.

The Chief Mage stared at Annan deeply and stopped worrying about this issue: "There are still some people who are not here..."

"That's exactly what I'm saying."

Annan said sternly: "When we were cleaning the battlefield, we found five seriously injured knights. Xingyue Bay temporarily treated them. Also, your scouts who stayed in Xingyue Bay went crazy and killed my son after learning about the death of the head of the regiment. People. They will hold a trial at Xingyue Bay Square at noon tomorrow."

"Mr. Master, do you want to participate?"

…

Annan, Mr. Swaro, and the guards returned to Xingyue Bay smoothly.

After listening to Annan's account, Ingrid asked him: "Why didn't you ask them for compensation?"

"I was going to do this if the head of the regiment, Galt, had not died here." Even Annan was feeling sorry for Galt, not to mention the knights of the Knights.

Letting the captain of the personal guard keep an eye on the knights' movements, Annan walked to Bronzebeard's blacksmith shop. He didn't see Bronzebeard. Parker, who was an apprentice here, was carefully wiping Galt's dark gold lion pattern armor.

"Lord Annan, Bronzebeard asked me to ask you if you want to display your armor?"

Annan thought of the weird things in Catalina's house and shook his head: "No... I don't have this kind of hobby, just melt it away."

"This armor was at least forged by a master and is worth at least a thousand gold coins. Are you sure?" Bronzebeard came out of the furnace room holding a pile of ore.

"Forget it...can it still be repaired?"

The back of the armor was riddled with holes from the arcane light.

Bronzebeard threw the ore aside: "Armor is like beer in a barrel. It won't taste the same after you open it. Even if you mix the same wine in, it won't taste the same again. But as long as the person wearing it doesn't change the taste of the beer, it won't taste the same again." It’ll be fine if your back is turned to the enemy.”

"Remember to erase the lion pattern."

Annan returned to the Lord's Mansion and opened the portal to "report safety" to Olmedo.

"It's unbelievable..." Olmedo sighed, and then heard Annan say: "Lend me Tina tomorrow."

In the afternoon, the guard captain who was watching the camp said that the Knights were setting off.

It seems they don't want to attend tomorrow's trial.

The guard captain searched the camp and accidentally discovered an interrogation record left by the chief mage to Annan. The record details what happened in the royal capital, and corroborates Lilith's words.

The person who issued the wanted order was the acting king's eldest prince, and the news of "the rat clan going north" was treated as a joke by the people of the royal capital. The second prince and Annan, who committed suicide in fear of crime, also became a joke: their funny excuse for rebelling was that the King of the North in the northernmost part of the kingdom said that the southernmost part of the kingdom had been invaded——

Annan asked Bai Long to stare at him from a distance, and until the next day, they did not look back.

In the morning, people began to gather in the square where the gallows was moved. Annan personally presided over the trial and asked the guards to tie the three scouts to the gallows.

Regarding them, Annan even found it disgusting to use them and pirates to do hard work: "You broke into my territory and killed innocent civilians...The only thing you can atone for is to sacrifice your life."

"Rebel King! Your soul will burn in hell!"

The prisoner's roar ended abruptly as the trapdoor opened beneath his feet.

Annan watched without blinking. Thousands of quiet residents around them stared at them like Annan. It turns out that the knight master will be killed just like them, and he is also so ugly...

"Annan...Annan?"

"it's over?"

Ingrid suddenly saw Annan opening his eyes again. "I was just thinking about things," he said.

Ingrid, who discovered the realistic eyes drawn by Annan on her eyelids, did not expose Annan: "Those prisoners also woke up."

"Bring them up." Annan said majestically.

Not long after, four prisoners were taken to the gallows, and one was in the hospital, seriously injured and unconscious.

Regarding the lost knights, Annan's attitude was slightly softened: "You were just deceived by wrong orders. This war is not a war crime, so you don't have to be like them... but you have to accept 'reform through labor'."

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"labour reform?"

In the Xingyue Bay dungeon, Hiller raised his head while leaning on the wooden bed.

"It just makes us do everything like hard labor... but we don't have to be locked up in the dungeon." Grafit said, "At least it doesn't look like he wants to kill us."

"Are you scared?" The knight with his arm bandaged with gauze quipped.

"Don't say that, Krag, Lord Galt will have a chance to save us only if we are alive." Hiller said. As soon as the words fell, the cell suddenly fell into dead silence.

"What happened? Did Lord Galt know about it but didn't do anything?"

"Yeah, Galt acquiesced," Cragg continued.

"Shut up." Grafit scolded.

"Why don't you dare to accept it? The head of one of the three major knights in the Kingdom, the Holy Grail Knight Preparatory, Marquis Galt died in a small city-state that was established less than a year ago?"

Krag spread his hands, the action tugging at his wounds.

"At least we're nobles and we're still alive. It fucking hurts... but it's good to be alive."

The five prisoners fell into a long silence.

In the next few days, they did nothing. The jailer brought food and cleaned the wounds on time every day. They thought that Cragg's guess was correct, they were nobles and the King in the North had given them preferential treatment. This thought lasted until the fifth day, when they were taken to the city wall and ordered to spread a gray wet mud on the city wall.

The five noble knights were forced to do dirty and tiring work like workers. What was even more difficult for them to accept was the teasing of the workers around them - which made them angry and considered it a humiliation.

Then the large elementals staring at them extinguished their fury again.

That night, the jailer invited them to watch another "magic image".

In the prison cell, Grafit asked doubtfully: "What do they mean? Lure us into escaping and then catch us and kill us?"

"Maybe this is 'reform through labor'." Hiller said quietly.

The next day, they continued working on the city walls. Hiller observed the streets on the way. He saw no slums, no scavengers or poor people. The houses were brand new and exquisite... He had never seen such a territory.