Where Is Justice? Where Is the Law? (3)

"However, a few months ago, when the Magic Creature first began to make unusual movements, Commander Marta led all the brigadier generals, lieutenant generals, and centurions back to the Imperial City and appointed me as the interim commander."

"We have been holding out here for several months, and supplies have long been cut off. Some guerrillas have gone to the Empire to report and plead for supplies, but the promised supplies have never arrived."

"The weapons were rusted from the long battles, and the blades were pitted and uneven. Some of the brothers were forced to make simple weapons from the claws and fangs of the Magic Creature they had killed."

"Weapons can be made by ourselves, but armor is much more difficult to make. As a last resort, some brothers skinned Magic Creature and made clothes to wear."

Barnal explained.

In this sweltering heat, wearing Magic Creature fur must be incredibly uncomfortable, but they had no other choice.

"Our food and fresh water supplies have been cut off for a long time. Even though we've been trying our best to conserve food, we ran out of it all a week ago. We've been surviving on Magic Creature flesh and blood for the past few weeks."

That was truly raw meat and blood.

The smell of Magic Creature flesh and blood... is nauseating, a sour and astringent taste with a strong stench of decay.

Carol's expression grew increasingly grim, her delicate fingers clenching tightly. "This is impossible. Marquis Bunian is in charge of logistics here. Every month, the Empire arranges for a large amount of supplies to be transported by Marquis Bunian to support the front lines. How could this be..."

Before the words were even finished, the clever Carol, Qin Chu, and the experienced Barnal already understood what was going on.

It seems that the so-called Marquis Bunian didn't send any supplies to the front lines at all; that guy resold all the food, weapons, and armor...

He might sell weapons to other countries, other nobles, bandits, or robbers, and sell grain at high prices to starving commoners.

He, on the other hand, made a fortune.

If all the soldiers on the front lines are killed in battle, then there will be no way to verify the facts.

This is tantamount to laundering the embezzled funds!

It was precisely because he understood this that Carol was extremely Wrath. Humanity was already on the verge of collapse under the attack of the Magic Creature, and these filthy bastards were still lining their own pockets at this time, slaughtering more than 90,000 excellent soldiers. They didn't care about what would happen to humanity or the empire; they only cared about whether their own pockets were bulging.

But Barnal's eyes were filled with sorrow; to nobles, the lives of commoners were nothing at all.

At this moment, Qin Chu seemingly casually curled his lip and said, "It's all because of that damned Marquis Bunian, who killed so many people!"

"If this were in our original world, we probably... would have already risen up in rebellion, shouting, 'Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?'..."

Barnal's eyes suddenly flashed.

Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?

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Chapter 208 Where is justice? Where is the law? (3)

Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?

Barnal kept pondering this sentence.

He may not be very educated, but that doesn't mean he's stupid. He may not understand what a physiognomy is, but he can still understand things like kings and nobles.

A wave surged within him, like a tsunami.

The hatred in his chest, coupled with Qin Chu's unintentional hints, produced a strange reaction in Barnal's heart.

Why am I just a commoner? While those good-for-nothing bastards are born nobles. Why is Fate so unfair? We're all human, so why such a huge difference?

Commander Marta, the eldest son of a duke, led all the nobles back to the Imperial City to enjoy themselves when the Magic Creature attacked, leaving the commoners behind to resist the Magic Creature invasion.

Marquis Bunian embezzled the soldiers' pay that should have been distributed, and even swallowed up all the money for weapons, equipment, and provisions, enriching himself. If it weren't for what this bastard did, our brothers wouldn't have suffered such heavy casualties.

Their wallets were bulging, but their more than 93,000 good brothers had all perished on the battlefield!

On what grounds? On what grounds? On what grounds?

Perhaps Barnal has not yet been aroused by the urge to rebel, but Wrath has already accumulated in his heart, and the seeds of hatred and rebellion have been sown.

It may wither... or it may one day take root and sprout.

Carol, equally enraged, had her large chest heaving rapidly.

She could see the expressions on the faces of the soldiers around her from the corner of her eye, and knew that resentment was already building up in their hearts.

The empire was already rotten to the core because of these damned parasites.

If this matter is not handled swiftly and decisively to give these soldiers an explanation, their discontent will continue to build up and may one day erupt completely, which is something Carol absolutely does not want to see.

Taking a deep breath, Carol suppressed her Wrath and looked at Qin Chu and Barnal: "I will contact my father. Marquis Bunian's matter will be resolved soon. He will pay the heaviest price for his actions."

Carol activated her Message Magic to inform Wadsworth of the situation.

On the other side, right inside the Imperial City.

Wadsworth, who had just received a message from his daughter, didn't even have time to be overjoyed by the Hero's Party's resounding victory in their first mission. The next piece of news made Wadsworth's face grow increasingly gloomy.

Of the 100,000 soldiers, fewer than 7,000 survived, including the seriously wounded.

Marta Blaze, the son of a duke, was supposed to be sent to the army to gain experience, but before the Magic Creature attack, he deserted his post and led all the nobles back to the Imperial City, taking away all the nobles and a large amount of supplies, which seriously affected the morale of the army.

Marquis Bunian sold military supplies, resulting in frontline soldiers lacking food, clothing, weapons, and armor...

Okay... okay... okay!

In an instant, Wadsworth's face looked as ferocious as a raging lion.

He hadn't been this angry in a long time.

Wadsworth had long known about the decadence and corruption of the aristocracy.

Generally, unless it's too outrageous, Wadsworth will pretend not to see it.

After all, while there were certain conflicts and competition between the nobility and the imperial power, they were also interdependent. But now, Wadsworth was furious.

His face looked somewhat distorted.

It seems those foolish nobles have truly forgotten their former title.

He is known as the Lion.

"Someone come here..."

A commander of the Imperial Guard immediately appeared before Wadsworth.

"A city-wide manhunt for Marquis Bunian, Marta Blaze."

"Furthermore, all nobles of the 107th Imperial Legion shall be arrested."

Anyone who dares to obstruct us shall be killed!

Today, he is going to unleash a massacre.

At a single command, the Imperial Guard, directly under the command of the royal family, immediately mobilized to search for all the nobles involved.

The mobilization of a large contingent of the Imperial Guard was an extremely rare occurrence, and anyone could sense that something significant was about to happen in the Imperial City.

One by one, the nobles involved in the case were arrested amidst panic and screams, and, according to His Majesty the Emperor's orders, were taken directly to the execution ground without any trial.

Meanwhile, Marquis Bunian and Marta, the eldest son of Duke Blaze, were enjoying the service of beautiful women at the Fairy House.

He was surrounded by a group of beautiful women.

The woman's charming voice and soft body were quite enjoyable to them, and they comfortably closed their eyes.

They were waiting for news of the complete annihilation of the soldiers on the front lines, so that the wealth they had embezzled would be impossible to prove.

The military supplies and provisions for 100,000 soldiers are a huge fortune, and even nobles of their rank would be tempted by it.

But at that moment, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a group of soldiers rushed into the private room.

The women, dressed in their finest attire, screamed in surprise, utterly bewildered.

"Who are you? Who let you in? Do you know who we are?" Marquis Bunian's expression changed drastically, and he shouted angrily, "Get out of here now!"

"You can't afford the consequences of disturbing our peace."

Unfortunately, the Imperial Guard wouldn't obey their orders. The leading general just sneered, waved his hand, and a group of Imperial Guard rushed forward, seized the two noblemen, and escorted them to the execution ground.

Such a commotion also attracted the attention of many nobles.

Upon learning that his son had been sent to the execution ground, the over-seventy-year-old Duke Blaze mobilized the nobles who were close to him to put pressure on Wadsworth.

"Your Majesty, what crime has my son committed?"

"How much hardship did he endure, guarding the empire's borders, fighting against Magic Creature, and suffering from sandstorms? All because he fell seriously ill and coughed."

"He needs to return to the Imperial City for recuperation, and you want to execute him? Where is justice? Where is the law?"

"I, Duke Blaze, have fought for the Empire for many years. I have shed blood for the Empire, I have been wounded for the Empire. You cannot execute my son like this."

Execution ground.

The white-haired Duke Blaze, with a powerful voice, demanded an explanation from Wadsworth, while a group of vassals around him echoed his sentiments.

He was a duke, second only to the grand duke in the nobility, and wielded considerable influence in the empire. He was not intimidated even when facing the emperor.

Moreover, the emperor now intends to execute his only son.

Wadsworth's face darkened as he looked at the Duke, who was righteously rebuking him for his innocence.

Where is justice? Where is the law?

"Blaze, let me tell you, in the Orwell Empire, I am the law, I am justice," Wadsworth said in a deep voice.

Do you think your son was executed simply for deserting his post?

"If that were all, perhaps I would still leave you with your only son."

"But your son colluded with Bunian to smuggle military supplies to the front lines. The weapons, equipment, and provisions for 100,000 troops all ended up in their own pockets."

"This led to frontline soldiers fighting Magic Creature for months without weapons, armor, or food, resulting in 93,000 casualties out of a 100,000-strong army. This is what your son did."

"Tell me, should he have been killed? Should he have died?"

A chilling, hawk-like gaze swept over the seventy-six nobles of varying ranks on the execution platform. Wadsworth's voice was as cold as iron. "If I don't kill them..."

"That's where justice and the law truly lie!"

Wadsworth's words left the Duke Blaze speechless for a moment.

He knew what his son had done, but he never expected that Wadsworth would seize on this small matter and make such a big deal out of it.

"Ahem, Your Majesty..." another Duke Wyatt stepped forward. "What these nobles have done is indeed somewhat inappropriate..."

"However, it's just some civilians who died. It's not worth making the son of a marquis or a duke pay with his life. That's really going too far."

"We will punish them severely, but there is no need for the death penalty."

"How about fining them three months' salary? That would be a way to appease the common people."

The Duke Wyatt's words garnered the approval of many nobles.

That's right, it's just a few civilians who died, what's the big deal? It's not like they haven't died before.

To execute them for this is simply too much; they cannot accept it.

Most importantly, they themselves are not clean and fear the same punishment will fall on them, so naturally they are desperately pleading for these people.

Seeing the chorus of voices echoing around him, Wadsworth's anger intensified. "Frontline soldiers are fighting Magic Creature."

"Without those soldiers, could you enjoy yourselves peacefully within the city?"

"Do you know how many kilometers the Magic Creature will advance if that defensive line is breached? Do you know how many soldiers the empire has left, and how long they can hold out?"

"You know nothing, you bunch of stupid pigs!"

"From today onwards, every noble family must send at least one person to the battlefield to fight against the Magic Creature. If there are no descendants, then hand over half of your family property to support the front lines. Perhaps it will make you understand how brutal the war on the front lines is."

The group of nobles fell silent, trembling with fear.

This was the first time they had ever seen His Majesty the Emperor so Wrath; this time, Wadsworth was serious.

The nobles awaiting execution seemed to know their fate; they struggled desperately, howling and pleading.

But the Imperial Guard didn't care about their reaction and escorted the nobles directly to Louis XVI Happy Platform.

The name was given by the First-Generation Hero, and few people know what it means.

After all, they're about to be beheaded, what's there to be happy about?

"Kill..."

With a roar from Wadsworth, the guillotine fell from above.

Click, click, click...