Chapter 390 The Princess Who Refuses to Marry 59
What kind of executioner is there? Who can’t kill someone in a dungeon?
Soon one came, and the official specially chose the biggest one.
Look at the chestnut meat on this body, the big fists, and the shiny scimitar. You should be satisfied, right?
The messenger panicked and shouted with all his strength: "Your Majesty the Pharaoh spared me the death penalty."
Xining said calmly: "The Pharaoh asked you to tell the truth to avoid the death penalty. Even if you insist that you told the truth, it is the Pharaoh who exempted you from the death penalty. I did not agree."
A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If I kill you, what will my father do to me? Will I pay with my life?"
The messenger suddenly choked. Princess Eleven is the pharaoh's favorite princess. As long as she is happy, don't kill her. No matter how many people are killed, the pharaoh will not care.
Xining didn't even look at the "executioner" who was as big as a mountain next to him, and directly ordered: "Let him tell the truth. If he doesn't tell the truth, cut off a piece of meat...starting from the feet!"
Everyone was stunned. The temporary "executioner" looked at the officials and stared. Did you hear that right? Cut it into pieces? That's a human being, even if he's not a human being, he's still challenging his psychological limits.
Why is there no movement? Xining then turned her head and looked at the executioner. There was no wave on her calm face, as if she suggested with some kindness: "If that doesn't work, go find a butcher outside." She wanted someone who could do the job, not just a showman.
How can we let butchers who kill cattle and sheep and have a common status replace Pharaoh's military guards? The executioner had no choice but to go up.
I heard Princess Eleven say leisurely: "If you move faster, the blood will flow less and the person can last longer."
Even Ibudu, who had experienced many battles, was stunned. What was the origin of this eleventh princess? She was kind and generous to her brothers, sisters and concubines, but she was even more terrifying to her enemies than the devil.
Mo Ming said excitedly: "Great, we've finally waited for the big show! Hurry up, hurry up..."
Xining: "Want to see it? What do you think if he dies?"
If Mo Ming had a mouth, he would probably be drooling: "Okay, deal!"
Well, Xining calmly ordered: "Let's get started."
Having never taken on such a job, the executioner thought for a while and cut off a toe first.
Even if the messenger screamed all night, he still screamed in pain.
The hoarse scream was as deafening as if it was about to penetrate the thick walls of the dungeon.
Everyone secretly glanced at Princess Eleven. The princess was sitting on a chair with her hands on her legs. Her posture was as quiet and sacred as a statue.
When the messenger was done shouting, Xining slowly said: "Don't cut so much, cut it section by section. It seems that I don't usually do this work, otherwise, I would only cut the skin and flesh, leaving the bones. Did you see that? The white flesh and bones are more intimidating than the empty ones.”
The executioner was sweating profusely and his voice was trembling: "Yes, I will definitely work hard."
Well, there is a future for training.
The messenger breathed heavily and endured the pain and said: "I have said everything I should say, even if I die, I will say this."
Xining asked the messenger: "Do you want to wait until every inch of flesh on your body has been cut off before dying, or do you want to do it now? You know, you are dead, and there are ways to find out the truth. It is really as you said, then you tell me, and Does your king know what jewelry the maid you contacted was wearing when she left the palace? Don't think that if you bite her to death, there's nothing you can do. Don't think that if we attack Persia, your country will be safe. It's such a small country. We don’t mind hitting them first along the way, but by then you won’t be able to see them, and you won’t be able to see them even if you don’t die..."
What he said made the envoy look ashen. In fact, if he really wasn't afraid of death, he wouldn't have said that he wanted to confess to save his life at the banquet. Even if you want to drag Persia into the water, you can find an opportunity to kill him after confessing. If you die without any evidence, isn't Persia definitely taking the blame?
After a while, Xining became impatient and said: "Continue!"
As soon as the executioner approached with a knife, the messenger immediately shouted: "I will attack, I will attack. It was the queen who sent someone to give me poison and put the blame on Persia."
Mo Ming was very disappointed: "Hey~, this useless weakling!" Just then, he gave up.
Xining still asked calmly: "Other than that, what benefits did you get?"
When the messenger saw the bleeding knife, he felt cruel. It was better to die than to be cut in half like this. Moreover, it seemed that this matter really needed to be investigated, and it would not be impossible to find out, so he really did it.
After Nakhat died of poison, the prince succeeded to the throne. The queen promised to send gold, food and a piece of territory, and promised to help the Persians if they attacked.
Ask if there is anything that can be used as proof. The messenger revealed that they had an informant somewhere. This person had a box of jewelry sent by the queen.
Xining didn't need to say what happened next. Ibudu immediately ordered people to find the spy and find the box of jewelry.
After the confession was written, I took it over. Xining looked at it and said: "Let him sign."
Seeing the messenger let go of one hand and picking up the reed pen with trembling fingers, Xining smiled: "You are smart, but you are missing a toe. Everything else is fine, otherwise the flesh of your fingers will be dug out." The feeling of coming down is even more painful.”
...Is this the eleventh princess? It’s so scary!
Akhenaten was by his side as he slowly walked out of the dungeon. But Ibudu followed three steps behind very wisely, feeling very complicated.
Xining glanced at Akhenaten: "Just say what you want to say."
Akhenaten hesitated: "Her Royal Highness the Princess once said that only by being strong can you protect yourself and everything you love. Only by being strong can you control the destiny of others, instead of others controlling yourself. But tell me not to forget In the future, when you are on the battlefield, you will kill when you need to and show no mercy; let go when you need to, leaving some mercy. Only in this way can you be like a god, showing kindness and power at the same time."
After saying this, he took a deep breath, and the bloody and stinky air in the dungeon suddenly poured into his nose, but at this time, the turbulence in his heart had already ignored it. Akhenaten said sincerely: "I finally understand the meaning of these words. Her Highness the Princess is like a god in my eyes."
Of course Ibudu could hear it, and he couldn't help but feel in his heart that the flattery was loud enough, but the Eleventh Princess was really impressive today. I didn't expect that the kind princess would be so ruthless in interrogating prisoners. This time she poisoned the pharaoh, probably because she touched the princess's reverse scale.
The princess is only 8 years old, yet so sophisticated, she is indeed a descendant of a god.
So don't mess with the princess. If the princess gets angry, the consequences will be serious!
Xining smiled after hearing this, walked to the door of the dungeon, and got on the sedan.
The sedan was lifted, and she looked sideways at Akhenaten. Akhenaten was already an adult tall, and standing there, he was eye level with her.
Akhenaten's eyes revealed the same respect and gradually burning emotion as before.
Xining said warmly: "After finishing your work, go back and rest early. Don't be too tired." Then he turned his head to the front.
When Duya saw it, he immediately ordered the slaves carrying the sedan to start.
(End of chapter)