Judging the Nobles

"No. If you know of any noble in this city who has committed crimes or oppressed others, you can tell our lord in the square. He'll deal with it."

For a moment, the citizen was completely bewildered. By all rights, even if these soldiers did not loot after storming in, they should have taken the opportunity to extort people.

This was completely different from what he had expected.

In truth, when they had breached the lord's castle yesterday, the bandit soldiers had been somewhat dissatisfied with their lord's decision to confiscate all the wealth. But after everything had been handed over, their lord took out half the spoils and distributed them evenly among everyone, leaving them with nothing more to say.

Mel's exact words had been, "After all the spoils are confiscated, I'll take out a portion to reward you. The rest will be used to purchase horses, food, and more weapons. I can forgive you for stealing things the first time, but I hope you won't do it again."

In the quiet atmosphere, the crowd gradually stopped feeling afraid. They opened their doors and prepared to head to the square to see what was going on.

A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes was currently being held down on the execution platform in the square.

"Heavens, isn't that Mr. Bill? He's a noble, and an administrator too! Is he actually going to be executed?"

"You don't know, do you? I heard the rebel army that broke in this time wasn't led by some noble. It's a force led by a rebel mage."

"What crime did the administrator commit?"

"Who knows? Just wait. That bastard is awful too. I'd be willing to pay just to watch his head hit the ground."

Soon, someone stepped onto the execution platform and began loudly