Chapter 65: Even if you lose your head, you will die
Knights were the most important backbone class in the European feudal system of this era, and they were an elite group in any Christian country.
As a knight's reserve, the squire is a stage that most orthodox knights must go through.
Therefore, although the squire does not have the lofty status of a knight, he can still be regarded as half-stepping into the threshold of the master.
Most of the attendants were actually born from noble families and were part of the nepotism network.
That's why this person clamored that he had made great contributions to the kingdom, that he had shed blood for His Majesty, and clamored to see Isabella.
In terms of blood relationship, Isabella may be a distant relative separated by generations.
Of course, looking at the current situation, it was impossible to see Isabella. He thought that Garris might be crazy.
Do you really want the Franks to pay for the lives of the Arabs?
And after killing an ordinary soldier, it wasn't enough, and he even asked that bastard Simon to escort him out!
"Simon, I'm Raphael! What are you listening to that guy Gareth! That guy is crazy! How can you really believe that he is a prophet!"
No matter what Raphael said, Simon turned a deaf ear. It was good that he didn't slap him twice.
Seeing Simon with such a rigid look, Raphael felt anxious. This courtesy was not respectful to commoners, and his punishment was not up to the rules of aristocrats. He, Simon, was a little beast, how could he forget about it!
When Raphael was escorted in front of Garris, he stared at the blood-stained sword in Garris's hand and couldn't help but tremble. He was not as arrogant as when he used his sword to kill the mayor.
"Lord Villeroy! This is just a heretic... You, this is a bit inappropriate..."
In desperation, Raphael even called out Garris' last name.
"Are you admitting that you committed murder?" Garris ignored the soft tone in Raphael's tone.
"How could this happen..."
Raphael was a little confused. Logically speaking, if a Frankish nobleman killed an Arab, he would just kill him. Although during the period of the Leper King, His Majesty held circuit courts in local areas slightly more often, so the nobles were more restrained.
But as long as His Majesty doesn't know about it, so what?
But, looking at the current situation, Garris is really planning to sacrifice his life for his life! Raphael lost all confidence and began to deny what he had done.
Garris turned to the other captured soldiers and asked: "Can anyone vouch for him to prove that this person did not kill anyone in public?"
After Garris's voice came out, Raphael's expression couldn't help but twist in an unspeakable way. This business-like look made it clear that he wanted him dead!
"Where can I kill people..."
Raphael turned to Jos for help. He was also Eric's attendant, and Jos had previously insulted Garris as a wizard and a devil. Maybe Jos was the only one who could help him. .
But after receiving Raphael's gaze, Joss didn't care about the old friendship at all, and quickly turned his head away.
Yesterday, the scene where Garris killed his horse with a sword from thirty meters away was still vivid in his mind. He did not dare to offend Garris again.
Today's Garris is the unique sun in his mind!
Seeing that Joss was so disrespectful, Raphael turned his expectant eyes to the other captured people.
But everyone who Raphael saw shrank their necks.
Witnessed by the public, heaven and earth, hundreds of people in the audience saw with their own eyes that it was the mayor who Raphael killed.
What kind of person dares to tell lies under such irrefutable circumstances?
Perhaps such a person does exist in the world, but he must have become cautious in his words and actions when he saw the sword in Garris's hand.
His heartbeat quickened, his breathing quickened, and as the prisoners of war retreated, Raphael's eyes became duller.
Those who do not cultivate beauty on earth will eventually fall into hell like filthy pigs lying in the mud.
Garris turned around again and asked the residents of Alhadi Town: "Did any of you testify that it was indeed him who killed the mayor of your Alhadi Town?"
Ordinary words are like a stone thrown into the sea, but in an instant, it stirs up waves.
This time, no one was silent anymore, almost all the townspeople howled loudly. "I bear witness!"
"He killed someone!"
"He killed the mayor!"
"That's him!"
Garris's words and deeds finally struck a spark and completely ignited the wilderness.
Decades of suppressed emotions, like floods breaking down dams, were hysterically vented in this empty land.
As the hundreds of people roared in unison, Raphael's face began to turn pale.
It's not as if he would end up without a disease, but some of the arrogant and cruel qualities in his soul were really being pulled away, causing his legs to tremble.
"I really didn't kill that person..."
With this last weak retort, Raphael took a deep breath and said to Garris: "Garris, I don't know what you are crazy about, but since you want to kill me, then be upright in the duel!" < br>
Garris looked at him strangely, then walked up to him, waved his sword, and left a word.
"You don't deserve it."
Not worthy?
There was a little confusion on Raphael's face, and his head rolled down.
The hustle and bustle of the residents of Alhadi Town was over. They did not rush out to do anything, but they just felt a little empty.
A "noble" Frank man died in such an ordinary way, no different from the death of "lowly" people like them.
At first, he chopped off the mayor's head without saying a word, and now he was also chopped off without saying a word.
What is the difference between people?
Aren’t they all going to die without their heads?
Then isn't it ridiculous that they used to be panicked and afraid of the Frankish knights?
It is as if it was their silence, silence, numbness, and docility like sheep in the past that raised those arrogant and arrogant people to high positions, turning them into monsters and harming the world wantonly.
When the townspeople took the initiative to accuse the perpetrators, Garris did not kill anyone himself.
Because at this time, there is no longer a need to use the heads of sinners as sacrifices, and those people who are aware of the truth will take the initiative to seek "justice" of life for life.
He ordered John, Abdullah, Khalid, and Simon to set up a temporary court to accept the lawsuits of the townspeople, and then conduct a fair trial.
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"O Holy and True Lord!"
"How long will you wait until you continue to judge and avenge our blood on the inhabitants of the world?"
"When that time comes, we will definitely receive justice."
"Lord! Please make the kingdom of heaven come as soon as possible!"
Tomorrow in Sanjiang, at 12 o'clock tonight, the whole group will draw a black monkey for monthly tickets. After the numbers are drawn, I will announce them at the end of the chapter, in the book review area, and in the group.
If no one claims it after one day, it will be drawn again and the previous day's number will be invalid until someone claims it. Please pay close attention to it (please see the pinned post in the book review area for details)
(End of chapter)