Chapter 491 The rising sun on the execution platform
"Father...I..."
Dazlet's voice trembled as he spoke hesitantly, trying to defend himself, but he did not have the courage.
Everyone present did not dare to breathe. They looked at the prince who was slowly kneeling down with unusual solemnity. They were both surprised and quite understanding of his panicked and inexplicable expression.
After all, this is facing the Sun King Andre.
Anyone who is looked at by Him will probably be equally nervous to the point of trembling.
At this time, Eberhard and others discovered something. Looking at the feet of the throne in the distance, there were two vague figures in the light. It seemed that they had been standing there since they entered the Kingdom of God.
A tall figure covered in snow-white gauze, shrouded in the bright stars. One is wearing a cloak woven with colorful feathers, exuding a lively figure at all times.
Everyone was shocked and inexplicably shocked.
That is the Queen of the Shuoli Capital of the Far South Kingdom, Priscilla, King of Shuoli! And the Naturalist Pope, Elk Lady Elsa!
Have you already negotiated with the Sun King? !
"The Trisul royal family will release Sister Olmedo and Blaise's son Noah today..."
The majestic and indifferent voice echoed in the white square here.
Silver Dragon Witch Blaise was startled for a moment, and then she bowed and saluted the throne in the distance. Next to her, the Lord Servant of Thelma also bowed his head.
The bishops of the Star Sect and the nuns of the Moon Church followed closely behind, bowing and saluting respectfully towards the shining figure.
"Thank you for your majesty's tolerance and wisdom."
Blaise said in a deep voice.
The figure on the throne was silent for a moment, then said:
"In addition, Crown Prince Dazlet of Drisul will publicly apologize in the Fire Emblem Square tomorrow... and will be beheaded in the Fire Emblem Square after that."
"!!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.
Prince Dazlet, who was kneeling on the ground, was stunned and raised his head with a look of disbelief.
"Father...Father?"
However, what responded to him was the dead silence under the light.
Dazlet's face was pale and his body was trembling. In this white square that was obviously warm and comfortable, he felt a biting cold.
"Why? Shouldn't I defend the dignity of the royal family and protect the faith of my father? Father! What did I do wrong?!"
Dazlet went crazy, lowering his head and roaring.
"For the prosperity of the empire and to resist pollution, I have devoted countless efforts to research reagents containing the power of the sun, in order to create an extraordinary army unique to the empire... Can't you see, my father?!"
He raised his head, his facial features even distorted by emotion, revealing grief, anger and unwillingness.
"Do you think that even so, I am still inferior to that sinner? But if it weren't for his incompetence, how could the pollution at the end of darkness have spread to the situation today..."
"Dazlight."
The Sun King's indifferent and majestic voice suddenly interrupted the prince's words.
"My child, you are right. What is wrong is fate, which pushed you to a dead end. But as the crown prince, this is the ending you must accept...I see everything you do, but that The so-called 'Seed of Light' plan is an extremely stupid and ignorant idea."
Dazlet was shocked.
The denial from his father directly shattered his belief.
He raised his head with tears in his eyes and stared directly into the infinite light.
At this moment, for some reason, through his tears, Dazlet seemed to see many strange sights and pictures in the light of the sky.
There are many unknown but familiar faces and figures in the palace at different times. Some of them are men and women, some are young and some are older. They are each doing something similar to themselves... Some of them are doing something similar to themselves... When a meeting is held, some people are secretly planning it, some are researching potions, and some are trying to get promoted.
But no matter what, these people seem to have failed.
Who are these people?
Dazlet suddenly felt confused.
He didn't know why he saw these strange sights, but he had a strong intuition that he was about to become one of these people.
The next moment.
Dazlet became unconscious.
When he came back to his senses again, the things in front of him disappeared, and he seemed to have forgotten something, his eyes were blank.
I just...
What are you thinking about?
I just...
What did you see?
Dazlet fell to his knees with a dull look on his face and empty eyes.
The solemn voice echoed in the white square again:
"Are you satisfied with this result?"
No one from the Judgment Team or the senior officials of the Seven Gods Church spoke. There was a silence for a long time, until the woman in white gauze at the foot of the throne spoke:
"Your Majesty Andre, thank you for your understanding."
"Well..."
A low voice vibrated from the throne.
It seems to be the end of everything.
The light suddenly dimmed.
Everyone glanced and found that the scene had changed back to the Royal Council Hall, and the surrounding white square had disappeared.
Under the exclamation of the head steward Babaya, Prince Dazlet collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness. The five "Yuguang Holy Guards" rushed forward, but this time, they were no longer for protection, but for escort!
Two clicks.
The unconscious prince was carried by a knight in golden armor, and the five of them strode outside.
Everyone present looked at each other and immediately remained silent.
It seems that no one thought that the final result would turn out like this.
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The next morning.
The Fire Pattern Square was already filled with people.
In just one day, the people of the royal city learned the bombshell news that Prince Dazlet would apologize and repent to the empire and the people on the high platform here, and then be publicly executed immediately.
Countless residents came in with extreme shock.
No one could have imagined that this dutiful crown prince, this courageous prince who had repeatedly achieved outstanding achievements and was known as the "rising sun of the empire", would actually be executed!
People who heard the news for the first time just thought it was a joke.
It wasn't until the royal family and the police posted notices, and every newspaper published urgent headlines, that people gradually took it seriously.
The hero in their minds has long been reduced to an "imperial criminal" in the newspaper... As for the heinous crimes committed, there are long items listed in the notices and newspapers. The first item is to reveal that after the victory of the Western War, The truth about the "massacres" that occurred in the occupied territories.
These were all ordered by Prince Dazlet, but they were actually conducted on human subjects. The accurate death toll had already exceeded one million, which was even ten times more than the total death toll on both sides of the war.
The people only felt ridiculous and timid.
September 16, 4420 in the solar calendar.
A week after Prince Dazlet's birthday.
Fire Pattern Plaza welcomed the bright weather after several days.
Under the bright sunshine, the blond prince stood on the high platform, but at this moment he took off his original luxurious cotton clothes and simply wore a linen robe.
Behind him stood the Steward Babaya and Franco, the Chief Secretary of the Royal Family. The expressions of both of them were very silent, and there was a little sadness hidden in Babaya's eyes.
"...Article 17, I abused my royal power and interfered in border diplomacy without authorization..."
"Article 18, I have broken my promise and been humiliated, betrayed the oath of the Seven Gods, and persecuted the church clergy..."
"Article 19..."
The prince's hoarse and feeble voice came from the loudspeakers around the square. He recited more than seventy crimes of his own, and finally opened his arms to the people.
"I am guilty!"
Bang!
Two knights in golden armor strode forward from behind, grabbed the prince, and dragged him to the huge execution platform nearby.
Dazlet knelt down silently.
One last look at the dazzling sun in the sky.
He still doesn't understand what his father said, and he always has doubts... At that time, he seemed to see something on the white square, but he couldn't remember it.
Miso——
Just listen to a clang.
The knight in golden armor has turned around with his long vortex sword.
Blood splattered, and the prince's head rolled down and hit the high platform with a thud. His face still maintained confusion and confusion, as if death was not as scary as the confusion in his heart.
The crowd was in an uproar and the momentum was raging.
Over the square, the golden sun was particularly dazzling. (End of chapter)