Chapter 318 317 The Root of All Pain

Chapter 318 317. The source of all pain

After the fire was extinguished, there were many more graves on the ruins. Royer held the knife and lowered his head in silence. The sobs of Little Niba beat his heart.

The behavior of nobles during hunting is no different from that of bandits. After becoming an adventurer, he often heard other people say this, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.

Royer walked to Little Niba and squatted down: "Someone will pay the price for this massacre."

"I don't believe it." The little mud boy, who had cried dryly, shoveled dirt into the pit with a numb look on his face.

Xialem, who had gone to nowhere, came back, and she casually threw a huge black bear head to the ground.

"Look, this is the monster that has been attacking you before. We have helped you get rid of it as promised." Royer said, "We have always kept our word. Come with me, and I will take you to seek justice."

The giant bear's eyes widened, and Little Niba looked at it for a long time, a little shaken.

"Can anyone really pay the price?"

"Yes, I promise!" Royer said through gritted teeth.

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The mansion of the Lord of Ireland.

Ireland, who was in a hurry, made the servants in the mansion panic. He passed through the front hall like a gust of wind, ignored the housekeeper who came forward, and pushed open the door of Martina's room.

This charming woman was lying lazily on the velvet bed in a red gauze dress. When she saw her husband suddenly appearing, she was stunned for a moment, then jumped up with joy, and covered Al with a passionate kiss. When Lan reached his lips, the waves that kept rubbing his chest made his breathing become rapid and hot.

Feeling Martina's fierce love at close range, the irritability in Ireland's heart changed... He felt a little hot.

"Dear, didn't you go to accompany His Majesty? Why did you suddenly..."

During the obsession, he touched the charming Martina, and looked at the gauze that was gradually slipping away. In the end, Ireland restrained his burning desire and tried to squeeze out a serious expression, but he still couldn't treat this person like a puddle of water. The woman in Chunshui got angry, and all she said was helplessness.

"Did you do something in my name?"

"No, Your Majesty is on a tour to the south. I don't dare to mess around in the territory. Your cronies have always taken care of it. I just go out hunting and outing when I am bored."

"Just hunting?"

Martina lay coquettishly on Ireland's lap: "Yes, just hunting, and I got some good things for you."

"You massacred a village!"

Martina blinked: "It seems so... They seemed to have seen something. Your men thought that you should not be involved in the crisis at this time, so they killed you. Don't worry, they are all squirrel people, it doesn't matter. of."

Seeing the gloomy expression on Ireland's face, Martina smiled charmingly: "It doesn't matter if they are discovered. It is said that they took the monsters we raised as prey and took the lead in taking action. However, we thought we had encountered the remnants of the rebels and hurriedly counterattacked. We were unable to do anything for a while. Just distinguish.”

Ireland sighed: "If that guy hadn't discovered it, of course..."

"Has anyone discovered it?" Martina was stunned for a moment, "How much does he want?"

"He's a troublesome guy. It's hard to tell whether he wants money or not. He has already reported the matter to the lord of Civita. Now my father knows the whole thing. I came back early to solve it before he comes to Civita." Good thing."

Ireland sent an invitation to Roye, and the location was set at the mansion of Lord Civita.

Royer arrived as promised, looked at Ireland and his followers who were already waiting in the hall, and saluted Ireland with great restraint.

After Royer sat down, Ireland didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point: "I'm very sorry about what happened in the Squirrel Man Village. It's a tragedy. It was all because of the mental stress of the soldiers caused by the Civita rebellion. The monster we were hunting was suddenly attacked, and the soldiers hurriedly I had time to fight back and chased these squirrel people as the remnants of the rebels. Unfortunately, I was unable to stop it. Now that it has happened, I hope to make amends to the greatest extent possible, and the amount of compensation will definitely be higher than the regulations. Medium to high, it will definitely satisfy the victims of the Squirrel Man."

Seeing that Roye didn't speak and just stared at him expressionlessly, Ireland, who felt like he was performing a one-man show, waved his hand and motioned to the butler beside him to confirm the amount of compensation stipulated in the regulations.

"According to the law, if a citizen in his own territory is accidentally injured and killed, the compensation will be determined by the lord himself. If it is a subject in someone else's territory, you need to first confirm whether the murderer is a noble, and whether the person who ordered the murder is a noble, and the title is Marquis or above. The degree of immunity from punishment can be compensated for sins.”

"Since Lord Roye has stopped the crime for Prince Ireland and punished the perpetrators, we will directly enter the compensation stage." The butler pushed up his monocle, concentrated on holding the document he had written long ago and continued to read. .

"The Civita region has different compensation standards based on different races. The squirrel people are not among the seven major races founding Solon. After the Civita rebellion, the status of the race has been improved, but the laws have not been revised... In order to show our With his sincere heart of atonement, Prince Ireland decided to compensate according to the standards of the seven major clans. "

"Although the parties involved have been executed by Lord Roye, the fair and equitable Prince of Ireland still found the information of these people from the transfer records of the territory and confirmed that they all have low-level titles. Therefore...according to Solon's law, there are The knight only needs to compensate one cow, one sheep, and one copper coin.”

Royer's face twitched: "A cow, a sheep, a copper coin?"

Ireland interrupted the butler: "In any case, this misunderstanding is something I don't want to see. The heavy pain it has brought to the squirrel people makes me feel very uneasy. For this reason, I am willing to change the amount of compensation and increase it by ten silver coins." shuttle coin.”

"Ha...hahahaha...hahahahaha..."

Roye laughed unbridled, and the disdain in his laughter was enough to break through the roof. Lord Civita, who was guarding outside the house, was shocked when he heard it. His reserve made him unwilling to stick to the crack of the door and eavesdrop. .

"Why are you laughing, Mr. Roye?"

"Ten silver shuttle coins, buy 71 lives?" Royer asked coldly.

"I think you misunderstood. What I said is, ten silver shuttle coins for each life, plus a cow and a sheep." Ireland was extremely displeased with Royer's arrogance and arrogance, and he suppressed his anger and added , "If you feel it's unreasonable, you can naturally talk about it again, and I will definitely satisfy the Squirrel Man."

"Satisfied?" Royer chewed the word playfully, "Can these things really help people who have lost their loved ones get over their grief and fear?"

Ireland suppressed his anger and asked for advice with a smile: "I don't know what kind of compensation can satisfy them. I am willing to try to change it."

"Whoever orders the massacre of the village will be punished with his life." Royer said word by word, "The guilty one should be punished!"

Across the table, their eyes collided fiercely.

"Among the group of people you killed was the self-inflicted 'culprit'. He is already dead."

"Prince of Ireland, do you really want to hide it?"

"What are you hiding?"

"Conceal the true identity of a butcher who slaughtered the people of Solon at will and showed no remorse afterwards!" Royer said, "Your wife Martina, it was she who ordered the massacre of the village, and it was she who commanded your people. The uninhabited mountains and forests lure adventurers into hunting areas to hunt their own kind for fun!”

"How vicious she is. Just because of a whim, she let a group of poor adventurers be lured, hacked and killed, and their bodies were randomly discarded in a place where wild beasts and monsters roamed, leaving them to be bitten beyond recognition!"

"Afraid of being witnessed and spread, I hunted down a group of squirrel people who knew nothing about it, and killed all the old, weak, women and children in the village, leaving no one alive!"

"Shut up!" Ireland suddenly stood up. He slapped the table angrily and stared at Roye fiercely, "You are slandering my wife. Every word and every sentence you say is blaspheming her... She is My wife, and you are challenging my bottom line!”

"Do you still have a bottom line?" Royer laughed angrily, "I just learned a saying from a friend... Maybe you have a very flexible bottom line that can be changed at will?"

After taking Little Niba into Civita City and finding the lord to explain everything, Roye had been looking forward to seeing the magic messenger flying in the direction of the emperor, and imagined that things would end in a "just" way.

Whether it's the emperor or Ireland himself, even delayed justice can... at least let those who died innocently and in vain, soothe the young heart of the child who has lost her father and mother, and let her believe that the distortion of the empire is just a certain person. It is caused by human madness, not large pieces of ulcer-like erosion, which is hopeless.

With the constant comfort from him and Xia Leim, Little Niba still has hope for this country and this world. She hopes that there will be some kind of justice and screams for her lost tribesmen!

Roye, who gave Little Niba confidence, gradually fell into the abyss.

The target of the message from the magic messenger was Emperor Solon Divic, but the person who arrived in Civita to deal with the matter was the husband of Martina, the mastermind behind the massacre of the village...

How absurd!

Would Dwek not know the character of his son and what choices he would make?

Without the emperor's order, no one more person was sent back to participate in the investigation with Ellan. The attitude of that noble man who sat high on the throne was already obvious.

Roye's feet were trembling, his arms were trembling, and his lips were trembling. Things in his field of vision were moving away quickly, and his voice was stretched out by a pair of big hands, as if coming from a distant place.

Roye, who had never felt so powerless, covered his head with one hand. The other hand holding the knife was shaking like an electric shock, and he couldn't control it at all.

Seeing Roye like this, Ireland snorted coldly and once again showed a look of regret and grief.

"This is a tragedy. Since it has happened, don't think about it anymore. The right way is to get the compensation in your hands. The current compensation amount seems to be unsatisfactory. I am willing to exchange the silver shuttle coins for pure gold coins. Yes. With this money, the living squirrel people can live happily."

Squirrel people's lives have never been more valuable.

His chest was so tight that he felt a little nauseous.

He clutched his chest and gritted his teeth and said, "She has to pay the price."

"Compensation is the price. Apart from that, what else do you want?" Seeing Roye still holding on, Ireland's suppressed anger emerged again, "Martina is my wife, she is noble. Daughter of the Marquis, is the life of a squirrel man valuable? According to Solon’s law, I don’t have to pay compensation!”

"They are just a group of untouchables, unrest in the Civita area, potential thugs, the source of rebellion!"

"Royer, as one of the six pillars and a member of the nobility, you are born noble. Why do you stand next to a group of lowly people and fight against the empire for them? Don't forget that Solon is what your ancestors worked hard to build. Yes, and the Civita rebellion shook the very foundation of the empire!”

Hearing Ellan mention his ancestors, Roye's voice suddenly rose, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his chest.

"Now you still remember that I am the Six Pillars, and remember that my ancestors contributed to the establishment of Solon, so why have emperors from generation to generation suppressed the Six Pillars family for a long time!"

Ellan was silent.

Roye walked around the table and pressed on step by step.

"Do you remember what the Six Pillars said when they completely buried Melias at the end of the Infected Spirit War?"

Ellan's eyes were evasive.

"It seems you remember it." Roye said, "'We buried the old era and opened the new era. May the new era not be tainted by the filth of the old era.'"

"Look at what you are doing now, slaughtering Solon's people, claiming to be superior and being able to humiliate and harm those poor people at will... The fire we lit on the ruins of Melias sent the rotten beast to the grave, but now, you and the nobles of Solon, your actions remind me of him again!"

"Melias is not destroyed, he is back!"

"Right here, right now, on you self-important, superior "nobles"!"

"You are all Melias!"

Everyone thought that Melias had been destroyed, and the glory of the glorious era dispelled the darkness left by the beast on this land, and the haze had long dissipated, but... it didn't.

Melias returned to this land in another form. He put on a coat, changed his name to "Solon", and opened his bloody mouth to devour everything again.

The glory of the glorious era did not dispel the darkness, but only briefly let the giant beast dormant... and now, the giant beast no longer conceals its hideousness, lingers above Solon, and laughs at all those who think they have destroyed it.

The words of rebellion make everyone shudder.

Roye, who has always been unwilling to participate in Solon's politics, is considered a wise man by everyone. He and Xia Leim are outside the Six Pillars Family, which makes Divik quite satisfied.

He has always been cautious in his words and deeds, but now he roars at the loudest volume about the pain he has seen in the land of Solon over the years.

These pains have a common source.

Countless poor, pitiful, and naked people are parasitized by fat, stupid and selfish insects.

They are skinny, and they are stupid and fat!