"My lord, since we've resolved another matter, why not sweep away the last troublesome matter as well?"
Ran naturally knew what the ministers were referring to.
At the mention of it, his mood immediately soured. Still, just as the ministers had said, it needed to be dealt with quickly.
"Yes, those so-called brothers and sisters of mine have all enjoyed the benefits brought by the nation and their status. Not only have they failed to serve the country, they even wanted to launch a rebellion."
"Execute them! They must all be executed! Otherwise, they will surely become the next batch of traitors!"
Not a single minister objected; they even thought it was an exceptionally wise decision.
Even if these second-generation royals were exiled, they would surely leave with hatred for the Land of Whirlpools in their hearts.
That could very well breed future trouble. It would be easier just to kill them.
Since they would never be seen again anyway, why keep worrying about them?
Wouldn't it be far more satisfying to kill them all outright?
"Then this old minister shall go to the prison and announce it at once. These traitors will be executed at noon today in the Land of Whirlpools' central square!"
These ministers also hated the children of the traitors to the bone.
It was because of these parasites that the Land of Whirlpools had fallen into such decline. They had spent their entire youth trying, yet had not even managed to improve the Land of Whirlpools.
That was nearly thirty years of their lives. How many thirty-year spans did one person have?
Of course these people were hated. A bunch of little parasites.
To Ran, they did not count as brothers or sisters at all. They were merely parasites.
"Oh, right, my lord. What should