Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

That afternoon, there was another document on Kant's desk.

After an urgent vote and discussion at the aristocratic assembly presided over by the Governor in Far Harbor, it was agreed that the instigators, manipulators and executioners involved in the Far Harbor riots should be sentenced to death.

Executed tomorrow.

In the name of the provincial capital of Bibo, an announcement was issued to the whole province and even the whole country. The draft of the announcement was also attached to the list, and people from all walks of life in Far Harbor would sign and condemn this act.

A big man must have the aura and majesty of a big man, and he does not need to read the documents in person.

Kant handed the list to Lily, the secretary on standby, leaning on the soft seat cushion, listening to Long Niang's cold and charming voice playing the note of death.

After three paragraphs, he frowned.

"That's it?"

Colonel Henry, who had been standing with his hands down and looking down at his toes, was shocked when he heard the words: "Your Highness?"

Kant turned to look at Lily: "That's right? Luente Tinston is the former owner of this house, right? The head of the Tinston family? He is one of the bandits who colluded with the Empire to plan this matter. Right? One of the worst offenders I've commented on, right? It's this person, right?"

Long Niang looked at it, nodded and said, "If you are referring to the owner of the Oak Heart Chamber of Commerce, the president of the Bibo Province Log Federation, and the contemporary head of the Tinston family, then he is indeed right."

Kant wondered: "...what was he sentenced to?"

"Honorary Hanging." Long Niang slowed down, "Honorary Hanging."

"What kind of chicken break is that? How can there be honor in hanging?"

Lily shrugged and replied, "Hanging, with ropes, hanging prisoners from trees, street lamps, upstairs, or masts, making their faces turn purple, making their heads bloodshot, making them stick out their tongues, and make them stick out. Struggling so hard that they lose control and die in miserable pain, and then the corpses hang there, eaten by vultures, exposed to the sun and rain, and let the untouchables see what happens to them."

"So you know, it's not a decent way to die, so it's often used for lords, kings, and the like to punish mob villains to warn other potential criminals. It's the best law with sound laws and recognized by civilization. One of the cruelest and most severe executions."

Long Niang can be said to be well-read, and the allusions of the human world are also readily available.

She continued: "Some nobles have committed serious crimes, not only to the point of having to be killed, but also to be sentenced to capital punishment, so hanging has become the primary option, but even if a serious crime is committed, such an unseemly method of death is not suitable for It was too much for the noble nobles, so about four hundred years ago, a benevolent and erudite geometer-turned-imperial judge improved the method of hanging..."

She stretched out a hand and gestured: "Measuring the prisoner's height, using nooses of different lengths, when executing the execution, pull out the wooden board under the prisoner's feet, causing the prisoner's body to drop instantly, and the resulting impact will immediately Ripped off each other's cervical vertebrae and died of suffocation and brain anemia within minutes."

"After the execution, the corpse can be completely collected - because it left the last dignity and honor to the criminal aristocracy, this severe but benevolent execution is called honorary hanging."

Kant nodded again and again: "So strict, so strict."

Lily glanced at him and continued: "It's really severe, let me see, one, two, three, four, five, a full five nobles were sentenced to honorary hanging to punish them for their role in the riot. The extremely disgraceful character of the man, what an unprecedented judgment, through this piece of paper, I can feel the fury of the people of Far Harbor, they hate these people so much..."

—Colonel Henry was already wiping away his sweat.

Kant didn't look at it: "Then there is a less severe death penalty."

"Yes, let me see, um, the remaining thirty-seven nobles, big and small, were accomplices and were sentenced to death by beheading. They used that kind of guillotine to knock down the big blade, cut off their heads, and finish the matter."

"Oh…"

Kant praised: "Okay, then Goethe is really very civilized. The death penalty is so humane, and the pain of the death row prisoner is relieved at the fastest speed..."

"Neither."

Lily turned the page: "Look, the nobles are one page, the pariahs are another, and the Goethes are particular about it. Even on the death penalty list, pariahs and nobles must maintain a decent and respectful distance."

"Look, the cunning Teresa, the number one thug of the Tinston family, the gang leader who controls forty percent of the drudgery business in the docks, was sentenced to death in a tub."

"That is, lock the prisoner in a tub, smear honey on the face and body to attract flies, make them lay eggs, then feed the prisoner food, make him excrete, and let him slowly soak in his own excrement , the eggs hatch, more and more, so that the prisoners slowly feel their flesh and blood being swallowed and bitten by maggots..."

"Oh, the classic spiked stakes, thirty-two untouchables are punished."

"Rat torture."

"There are also fish punishments and animal punishments that are adapted to local conditions, and the tacit choices of all ethnic groups."

"The strangling wheel, the limb torture rack... Tsk tsk, look, the benevolent and kind nobles of Far Harbor have brought out such an ancient punishment in order to satisfy the anger and revenge of the evil Aurora people."

"okay."

Kant reached out and took the document, grabbed it and shook it in the air. The scraps of paper flew and shattered and dissipated.

He looked at Colonel Henry: "Go again."

The other party bowed and said, "Your Highness."

The Aurora people said in a calm tone: "Tell them that this day is the time I left them with dignity, and let them think about this sentence again."

A flash of disbelief suddenly flashed in Colonel Henry's eyes.

He has already seen the attitude of the Forbidden Magic Mage from Kant's answer to the giant dragon.

But the other party's clear notification still made the imperial people feel terrified.

"Big...adult..."

In the past, his lip service was a little stammered: "Those people are finished... After all, they are nobles..."

Kant looked up at him.

This look almost made Henry think he fell into the polar ice sheet.

"Colonel Henry, Colonel Henry, Henry."

The voice made the Imperials involuntarily terrified...even if the tone was gentle.

Kant's attitude is calm, his tone is sincere, and he can be said to be persuasive.

"I think if you want to take an unimagined path in your career or future planning, then you at least think about it and think about some reasons."

He pointed to his head.

"After all, if the ideals of Tao are not clear, then it is called different. If the Tao is different, things will not be done well. If things are not done well, people will be useless. "

The Dragon of Aurora leaned forward slightly and looked at Henry with a pleasant expression.

"What do you say?"

At Henry's current stage, he didn't dare to sweat.

His legs trembled obviously, and after about three seconds, he nodded vigorously: "Yes! Yes, yes! The adults are right! Be clear! People need to be useful!"

Kant sat up straight and smiled: "Then tell me, what is the reason you think clearly?"

Henry said decisively: "You say it! The truth is what you say! You say he is a noble, he is a noble, if you say no, then he is a piece of stinky shit! You can step on it!"

Kant pondered for a moment, and after the other party's eyes visibly wavered, he slowly said, "Although it's not quite accurate, but it's enough... Go ahead."

The temporary commander of the Imperial Fleet gave a standard military salute, strode out the door, and closed the door silently. After a while, there was a slight muffled sound in the corridor.

"Father, he fell."

Horus reported.

Kant smiled when he heard this.

Lily on the side stuck her head, stared at Kant, and looked up and down.

"Don't say it..." She tutted in admiration, "It was really interesting when you just said it."

"Hahahahahahahahaha."

Kant laughed lowly and exaggeratedly, and stretched out his hand to stroke the long beard that didn't exist. He said proudly, "I never imagined that I would also give others a reading comprehension question one day, and he answered it well."

Long Niang did not answer, but leaned down, lying on the table from the side, propped up the table with her elbows and supported her chin, staring at Kant with a strange look in her eyes.

Her plump **** fell to the table like ripe fruit on a branch.

Kant's eyes went from bottom to top: "...What's wrong?"

"I think you're weird and mysterious."

Lily said: "The imperial person thinks that you intend to punish the nobles involved with a harsher death sentence because you want to establish your own absolute authority and completely subdue the nobles of the Far Harbor, but I always feel that the reason may be more than that. You don't seem to have a favorable opinion of the nobles... It's not because of hatred, and it's not aimed at a specific group of people. Your hostility is directed at the entire class, which is surprising."

Long Niang opened her beautiful eyes, and Kant's face was reflected in her pupils.

"I'm curious, where did your natural hostility come from?"

Soon after.

Far Harbor City Hall, Justice Auditorium.

This is an arbitration room specially set up for the upper class. It is mainly used to mediate disputes between nobles and commercial conflicts between rich people. Sometimes it is also used as a trial room to judge crimes of nobles.

Those who are qualified to enter here, even if they are just listeners, must be decent people with a certain degree of influence and status and wealth in Far Harbor, and they must strictly follow the order of honor and inferiority.

Today, the Auditorium of Justice is crowded with bigwigs, and the entire Far Harbor is full of qualified people. Seats are so scarce that they are crowded together. The voices are buzzing. Many people are talking in low voices. There is a sad face, someone is full of expectations, they are all waiting, waiting for a response.

Because they've been arguing about it for over four hours.

No one would have thought that His Royal Highness Kant, who defeated the distorted dragon group and captured the Three Kingdoms fleet, only ran back to Danfeng Lucerne for a few hours, and then went back and started his revenge against the far port.

The big nobles have a good abacus. After all, His Royal Highness Kant came here alone. Although the battleship is invincible, and the Forbidden Magic is powerful, it is not suitable for the search operation in the city. Arrests.

They already have a plan, they just need to fake the story, pretend, find a few abandoned sons who have no right to inherit, catch some more pariahs and lackeys, kill them to vent their anger on His Highness Kant, that's all.

But who would have thought that His Royal Highness Kant directly drove the three-nation navy that had just been captured to act as a minion to carry out the arrest operation for him, and in one night, the entire Far Harbor was turned upside down, killing almost all the personnel involved. Catch all, uprooted.

The efficiency is simply horrific.

While they were afraid, they spurned the shameful behavior of the three navy's willingness to be their minions. Before they calmed down, Kant's ultimatum had been sent, and he asked the entire Far Harbor to draft a joint statement announcing the betrayal of the rioters. Disposal in the name of the death penalty, announced to the whole Goethe.

Tactics, tactics, persecution... The cunning nobles can completely smell the intention of this move. This is what they are most worried about—His Royal Highness Kant intends to infiltrate the Far Harbor.

Although such a big city has declined, it is still Goethe's largest port. It was a bit sad in the beginning. The cake is so big in total, and it has to be distributed to an ancestor who came down from the sky...

Who would like to.

It is better to steal people's money than to kill their parents.

But as the Governor said, it is no longer a matter of money, but a matter of life. His Royal Highness Kant had this problem, and his intention was obvious, to force everyone to express their opinions.

And the threat is clear.

"If you don't speak up for justice, you are complicit in sin." The words brought by the imperial people still echoed in everyone's ears, which meant that at the time of the riots in the Far Harbor, you shut up and pretended to be dead. I can understand your family's great cause. I have some scruples, but now that you are not on my side, I think you are on the betrayer's side.

This is the threat.

But sadly...they have little power to resist.

The terrifying warship was parked just outside the harbor, and the navy soldiers of the three countries combined nearly 10,000 also listened to Kant's dispatch. The information from Danfeng Lucerne last night made those in the know shudder. There is no doubt that in Kant's chessboard On, they are little characters worth mentioning, crushed and crushed.

You can only give in and surrender for the time being, for the future.

After hours of debate, they passed the vote.

I fully agree with His Royal Highness Kant's request.

Draft a joint statement.

Rebuke betrayal.

In order to quell Kant's anger, they sentenced all the nobles involved to the death penalty, and even sent the great nobles to the gallows and executed them cruelly and honorably. , they also acquiesce it into the pockets of the Aurora people.

This is a huge concession that has never been seen before.

You must know that even in Goethe's darkest era, the nobles of this country still consciously maintained the maintenance of the continuation of the aristocratic system, and the victors would consciously take on the responsibility of inheriting the blood of the enemy's family, and select the heir from the opponent's collateral line to rebuild the Inheriting this title and title will even leave enough property and land for the other family - such a move will be appreciated by the world and become a good talk.

Doing this today is simply appalling.

No wonder after the vote was agreed, an old white-haired aristocrat burst into tears, saying that this was a shame, the darkest moment in Goethe's judicial history, and many people cried for it.

But when this old gentleman suggested that the chambers of commerce of the various families would invest part of the funds to establish a foundation to support the reconstruction and revival of the major families that were almost destroyed in this catastrophe, the weeping gentlemen were too distressed and sad, so they decided to As for not saying a word.

The whole hall froze for several minutes.

But anyway... the hardest time is over.

They are here to wait for a good answer.

The nobles whispered anxiously.

"—he will agree."

"Yes, we have done our utmost sincerity."

"That's the blood of dozens of nobles..."

"Hopefully he will pardon some poor people..."

"The Grand Duke will not be happy."

"Poor Mr. Tinston, he was for Goethe too..."

"Shh..."

From beginning to end, pariahs sentenced to cruel death were never considered by the lords.

Just as they were anxiously and nervously waiting for a reply, the door of the Justice Auditorium was slammed open, and in an instant, there was silence, as if the hall had been cast on a group silence technique.

Everyone looked in the direction of the door.

The bloodthirsty hyenas of the Imperial Fourth Squadron appeared there.

Colonel Henry Baker strode in, went up the steps proudly, pushed the mayor of Far Harbor aside in the public eye, looked around, and said loudly, "No!"

In an instant, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, the ripples slammed, the sound burst out, and many people stood up suddenly, puzzled, and even angry—what else did he want?

"quiet!"

The Governor picked up the thunder gavel in front of him and struck the wooden seat. The power of thunder and lightning reacted with the concave fine gold embellished in the seat, and a roar swept across the audience: "Silence!"

The crowd settled down for a moment, and the Governor of Far Harbor stood up and said, "Colonel Henry, please tell me the reason!"

"You still have half a day! This is the honorable day left to you by His Royal Highness Kant! Think about this sentence!" The imperial man snapped, "People from Far Harbor, do something wise!"

Decent for you.

Decent.

Yours.

In the audience, many noble nobles thought for a while, and their faces became extremely pale.

Decent.

Our decency.

us…

The point is us.

The point is that our package doesn't include them.

Let's think about it...

After he finished speaking, Henry was about to leave, and the Governor suddenly said loudly: "Your Excellency Henry! Please explain a little more clearly! It's just that we are stupid and clumsy and fail to understand the deep meaning of His Royal Highness Kant!"

The Imperial man stopped and sneered.

"Okay, then I'll make it clearer!"

He looked around with his head held high, and as far as his eyes could see, everyone listened with bated breath. Although these aristocratic and wealthy businessmen were all Goethe country bumpkins, they were also nobles, with noble titles and great power. At this moment, they had to concentrate and hold their breath Listen to every word he says.

The taste made him tremble and intoxicated.

Yes, that's how it feels.

Brows down, flattering and funny, acting on the scene, slapping horses, smirking and kneeling, the chips accumulated with dignity and humiliation are not just for the opportunity in front of you, for a once-in-a-lifetime bet, All the chips are all pressed up in one go!

He said sharply: "These shameful people who have betrayed their guardians and betrayed the country are no longer worthy of the status and reputation of nobles! They will be deprived of everything! Then they will be tried and executed like pariahs!"

uproar.

If the veto just now was a stone thrown into the lake.

That sentence now is just the explosives thrown in.

There was a loud bang, and the water splashed.

Like it or not, the fish was all blown out.

These nobles stood up in shock and shouted instinctively.

"no!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Goethe will be ashamed of this!"

"He is not qualified to deprive..."

"This is…"

They subconsciously shouted objections and protests, but they soon realized who they were accusing. The sparse protests came one after another, but after the shock, reason had returned, but the panic and anxiety that had not dissipated on their faces still showed The anger and panic of these big men.

How dare he do this!

This is a challenge to Goethe and even the aristocratic system of the entire continent!

Henry's voice sounded calmly.

"This is not a discussion and discussion, but an order and an ultimatum. I will repeat the words of Your Highness again. Everyone, this time of the day is the honor that His Highness gave you, so you must think about it clearly."

He turned to leave.

"Your Mightiness!"

The governor said solemnly: "Please allow us to revise the judgment. The nobles and commoners involved are both guilty of the same crime. The mastermind was sentenced to be hanged with honor, the accomplices were beheaded by the guillotine, and the mastermind's family was deprived of honor and his title was taken over by His Royal Highness Kant. All the nobles of the Far Harbor Justice Auditorium voted to agree."

"In addition, all the nobles and commoners of Far Harbor are grateful to His Highness for everything he has done for this city. We request His Highness to stay, participate and assist the city to restore commercial vitality. We will jointly request the Grand Duke for approval. In addition, To express our gratitude to His Royal Highness for the feat of saving Far Harbor, we will prepare a generous gift as our humble gratitude..."

Such conditions are already close to the psychological bottom line of the nobles.

Henry was about to speak when his right arm trembled slightly.

The Colonel's face immediately became solemn. He took two steps back, pointed his right arm to the sky, and lowered his head and shouted, "Silence! His Highness Kant is about to speak to you!"

After a while, the clear and steady voice sounded.

"Lord Governor."

The Governor bowed and said, "Your Highness."

Aurora's voice resounded in the hall: "Don't you think it's unfair?"

The other party said blankly, "What?"

"A great aristocrat who was born with a golden key, whose wealth can buy half a far port, and who is fifty-four years old, has had a lot of fun in his life, and how many women have had so much fun. Ninety-nine.999999% of the people are good guys, and still feel dissatisfied, he kneels and licks the emperor like a dog, is hostile to the guardian of the country, and even betrays..."

"Another man grew up in a shack, fighting fiercely, fighting for food, ignorant of morals, uneducated, never knew there was another way of living, and he was sent by the lackeys sent by the former. The lackey, he threw five gold coins at his feet, and let him organize the hustlers to make a fuss, beat people, set fires, and robbed things. For the money, he did as he did, and then threw the money into gambling Square."

"Now, these two people, two people with very different fates, positions, and origins, are hung on the same gallows by the same ropes for the same thing - don't you think it's very unfair?"

The Governor blinked and said slowly, "But Mr. Ruente is a noble after all..."

"Oh, you think it's fair, because that pig is a noble, so it deserves to die decently. Untouchables can die like this, and even get naked, right?"

Kant said lightly: "But what do you think, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that I think it's very unfair, I have done something, and I have to pay it back. You big men enjoy material wealth and power that the pariahs can't imagine, so If you do something wrong, you have to pay it back a thousandfold."

"This is my reasoning, this is how I do things, and this is my attitude towards you. I will explain it here today. Remember to tell all the nobles of Goethe about this."

"You **** who control most of the country's resources, once you do something bad, you will cause far more damage than those mud-legged pariahs. You whip the pariahs and make them obedient and obedient to prevent them from rioting and rebelling, but you want to do it yourself. Do whatever you want, and now, this kind of good thing ends here, because I will also whip you, starting today, be mentally prepared."

"What I'm going to say, that's all, you have to prepare a new execution report, there is not much time left for you."

The Governor's face changed, and he looked behind him subconsciously.

The eyes of the nobles were all focused on themselves.

Sometimes, in a certain position, if you don't do things, you can't do it.

He gritted his teeth: "His Royal Highness, we are willing to follow your arrangements and orders, but please leave a little fig leaf for Goethe, and please consider Princess Tina's feelings, some things cannot be put on the bright side, and Goethe did not So many tortures for nobles!"

"Oh, yes? Then you guys think again and get creative."

Kant said: "If you really can't think of it, I will recommend a few oriental punishments to you."

After that, the bracelet was silent again.

Henry glanced at everyone and strode away.

After a brief silence, a wave of more panic and anger surged up.

People jumped up, opened their hands, shouted, questioned, shouted, hysterical, and then they realized that His Royal Highness Kant's position was extremely strange. of the aristocracy—how dare he do that? How dare you do this?

This will not only cause a strong backlash in Goethe, but even the aristocratic system of the entire continent and even the whole world will be shaken, will be jealous of him, and will be hostile to him!

In the midst of this noisy wave, amidst the arguing and clamoring full of ears, in an inconspicuous corner, a gray-haired middle-aged man in his fifties grabbed the wrist of his son beside him.

The young man was dressed in an aristocratic dress, and his black hair was tied into a bundle.

"Father?"

"Silence! Nie Zha, go with the father." The middle-aged man whispered, "Good luck is here!"

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PS1: Seven thousand words! It seems that somehow I have improved and got used to the high update word count...

PS2: The update time is now barely staying before two o'clock... keep going.