Release that Witch - Chapter 515

[Chapter 508 “Game”]

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I… don’t quite understand.” The Marquis of Wick wiped the sweat from his forehead, “What do you mean by elimination…?”

“Gallows, mine labor, confiscation of property, deportation,” the prince wrote lightly , “The rules of the game are in accordance with the royal law, very just.”

“No, I have served your father, you can’t—”

“I’m your majesty now, so of course you can,” he interrupted, “Don’t Panic, if you pass all ten questions, you can get promotion and rewards. It’s interesting to win and lose, right?”

“I… can’t accept it,” Sir Pair shook his head, “This is too much fun! You The punishment mentioned must be decided by the trial court. Your Majesty, I feel a little unwell, please allow me to leave first.”

He turned around and wanted to leave the hall, but found that the door had been closed, and the two soldiers were expressionless Standing firmly at the exit, there was no intention of backing down.

“I’m not asking for your opinion, Mr. Pair.” Roland spread his hands, “If you insist on leaving, there will be another way of elimination.” He gestured to shoot, “Shot dead.”

The nobles stared wide-eyed and took two steps back involuntarily, while the soldiers on both sides raised their guns and watched the group’s movements vigilantly.

“Then now, the game begins.” Roland stood up, clapped his hands and said, “The first question, did you participate in the forced recruitment of refugees from all over the country and force them to attack the Western Territory? Let’s start with you, former Prime Minister.” Sir.”

“…” Marquis Wick was silent for a moment, “I did follow Timothy’s order to recruit refugees from the eastern and southern borders, but I didn’t know about the second half of what you said.”

Roland felt The right shoulder was lightly pinched.

“Unfortunately, I told you that there is only one chance,” he waved his hand, “Put him down, there is a prison under this hall.”

“Your Majesty, what I said is true—”

“However, you and I both know that even this sentence is a lie,” Roland ignored the former Prime Minister’s appeal, watched him being dragged down the palace, and then said slowly, “If you are a little smarter, don’t choose Lying, that will do you no good—I can tell lies.”

Everyone stood still, and no one dared to speak for a while.

“If no one takes the initiative to answer, then I’ll call the roll.” He looked at the Minister of Justice indifferently, “Mr. Pairo, what about you?”

…

Just as Roland thought in his heart, this is a trial.

He had to deal with the aristocrats here quickly, before he had the energy to deal with the matters south of the Falling Dragon Ridge.

It is impossible for him to stay here for too long. In the end, it is up to the talents trained by the city hall to manage the affairs here-and the resistance to taking over the city comes from the local nobles and the gangsters.

Due to the limited investment power, it is impossible for him to sort out the Long Song Fortress as thoroughly as he did for the Long Song Fortress, so he still needs some cooperation with the traditional forces.

The purpose of this trial is to quickly eradicate those nobles who have too deep collusion with Timothy and who are guilty of serious crimes, leaving small nobles with clean backgrounds as partners to maintain the basic operation of the city.

As for the side of the Black Street, it can be handed over to Tasa to coordinate the order.

After all, the reason why he decided to launch the spring offensive in the first place was to worry that Timothy would enlist the people and waste them in a meaningless war of attrition.

If Timothy was overthrown and left, the city would definitely fall into chaos in a short period of time, and he would be no different from the false king.

After a year of sluggish development, the power at Roland’s hands is far from what it was at the beginning, so even though he doesn’t plan to develop the capital as a key city, he doesn’t need to hand it over to others like a fortress.

Whether it is the aristocracy or the church, he has the qualifications to take the stage.

“Last question, has any of you ever oppressed and persecuted people? Witches are also included.”

After nine questions, there are more than fifty nobles in the palace, and now there are less than ten people left. This elimination rate is not surprising, because those who can serve in the city hall have been screened by Timothy first.

Those who thought he was wrong and Wimbledon III’s cause of death were all kicked out of the palace by him, and there were seven people who had not participated in the conspiracies planned by him and had no connection with the church, which surprised Roland.

“Your Majesty, I was wrong,” a nobleman knelt down profusely in sweat, “I once ordered my subordinates to beat up a commoner, and he wiped the mud from his feet onto my pants. …But it was just a beating, and it didn’t kill him.”

“I… I secretly possessed a shopkeeper’s daughter, but she seduced me first!”

“The housekeeper took advantage of my hunting and went to bed with my wife In bed, I didn’t pass the judgment of the trial court, but cut off his guy directly… But your majesty, the butler shouldn’t be counted?”

Roland struggled to hold back his laughter with the various answers from the rest of the nobles Note that in normal times, these things are not crimes at all, not even mistakes.

But now, they were obviously panicked, for fear that they would be regarded as lying if they concealed these problems, so that they all tilted out.

After the other party finished speaking, Roland cleared his throat, “Is there anything else?”

“Nothing,” the nobles all affirmed.

He waited until there was a light pinch on his right shoulder, before he nodded, “Congratulations, everyone, you have passed the game.”

These words made everyone who answered were obviously relieved.

“I said at the beginning that rewards and punishments are interesting… Don’t worry, the promises I made are always valid, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com Especially when there are so many vacant seats in the city hall. But before that , I’m a little concerned,” Roland looked at the two people standing at the end of the crowd – they didn’t say a word other than “no more”, in other words, these two people didn’t think they had offended anyone. A law, and Nightingale also confirmed their judgment, “What are your names, do you hold any position in the city hall?”

“Alva Taber, Your Majesty.” One person replied, “I’m in charge of matters related to astrology.” “Blanche Orlando,” the other person is a woman, “serves

as

the ceremonial officer.”

It is probably difficult to do something bad with such a position… The two of them can be regarded as the only clean stream among the nobles in the city hall.

Roland sat back on the throne, “You can leave the palace first, and I will notify you to come after I have rectified the family order.” He paused, “You will soon see that my way of governing is the same as my father’s. Timothy and Timothy are different, don’t forget the reason why you can pass the game… Keep it up, this kind of game won’t be just one time.”

After the nobles resigned obediently, Roland also left the palace, leading Nightingale towards Go to the basement.

It’s time to meet his “brother”, he thought.

(To be continued.)

[End of this Chapter]