Chapter 3 Execution Grounds
In the city of Corinth, the cross flag that originally hung on the top of the city slowly fell down, and replaced by the Roman Empire's double-headed eagle flag rising and floating in the eyes of everyone in the city.
Looking at this scene, both the Latins and the Greeks were in a very complicated mood and had a strange feeling, but what remained unchanged were the nobles who were above them, including foreign Latin aristocrats and surrendered local aristocrats. However, no matter whether the holy cross or the hideous double-headed eagle floated above their heads, there was no difference to them. Although being forced to surrender to the Romans caused considerable losses to the Latin aristocrats, for now, this was the best result.
On this day, many people gathered in the square of Corinth, waiting for something, and the gallows were standing on the execution ground in the center of the square, which made people shudder. Everyone present today was waiting for the execution of a hanging, and it was not someone else who was sent to the execution ground, but it was the Marquis of Achaia who was the master of Corinth and even Molia a month ago, Gottfrivierehadur. When he successfully usurped the throne through a cruel coup, he also sent his political enemies to the gallows in this way. But ironically, it was not long before that the man would accept the same amount of fate.
I saw the executioner escorting the prisoner with a hood from the carriage to the execution ground from the carriage. When the hood was taken off, the former Minister of Houguo Palace, the usurper, finally stood in the sight of everyone in the square. Almost everyone present was shocked. The haggard face was completely invisible to the king of a country who once ruled the life and death of others. This was definitely not just the result of the prison disaster, but more probably the exhaustion of physical and mental under the heavy blow, which made him look haggard and no longer as charmed as before.
The noisy crowd formed a sharp contrast with the nobles who were above and silent. The only thing that was similar was that almost everyone felt no regrets or sadness about the former monarch being pushed to the gallows.
The nobles who were loyal to Gottfry were all injured and killed in the previous Battle of Athens, and the rest of them almost fled in a hurry. The remaining nobles themselves were dissatisfied with the usurper. At this moment, they felt that they were relieved and occupied more. As for the civilians in the city, they were also indifferent, and they just watched a hanging "show" with the attitude of joining in the fun.
The only person who can really talk about the execution is a half-year-old boy. Charlie Charles, the nominal lord in Corinth City, is now the twelve-year-old Charles, who is only twelve years old, comes to the square to witness this moment of revenge, with the insistence of the current Regent Viscount Sene. His former enemy was sent to the execution ground and is about to receive the punishment he deserves.
However, the child's face was defeated and full of fear, and he did not feel any happiness because his enemy was about to be awarded the title. Instead, wearing a gorgeous robe as a lord, holding a scepter made little Charlie feel breathless. After all, everything changed too quickly. He had been in exile in a hurry before, but in a blink of an eye he became the nominal Duke of Corinth in the Roman Empire. This was really unacceptable for a child to adapt to this new role.
However, Viscount Sene, as the regent, understood that as a new lord, Charles Charles Plitz must establish a new prestige by this means so that he could firmly rule and gain the support of the nobles.
But not everyone thinks so much like Senna
"Is this really good, Lord Senna?" he walked over and stood beside Viscount Senna. Baptist asked, looking at the little boy with a trembling shoulder. "For this child, it's a bit too cruel!"
But Senna did not raise her eyelids and said lightly: "It is precisely because of cruelty that this child needs to be contacted earlier, otherwise he will not be able to grow into a qualified superior. This is my duty and his entrust to you and me. But now this is only my obligation, my dear Lord Baptiste." He said in a special tone. Without even taking a look, Baptiste could feel that there was a special meaning in Viscount Senna's words.
It is obvious that Viscount Sena expressed his inner dissatisfaction with Baptiste's allegiance to Justinian, and Baptiste Sovadia knew it well. It is undeniable that he has become a stranger with his former boss, but even so, he still expressed his inner advice.
"I just think this child is not suitable for such a heavy burden. Perhaps it would be more suitable for him to spend this life ordinary like His Highness William's last wish."
However, before Baptist's words could be finished, he was suddenly interrupted. Senna said coldly in an almost commanding tone: "No one of the superiors is heartless at the beginning. Baptist's this should not be something you have to worry about. His Highness Charlie will one day become an excellent ruler and will never disappoint his uncle."
Baptister is no longer a popular person now. Even his former boss, Viscount Sena, was coldly corrected, and Baptister said nothing about this. After all, he had expected this from the beginning. In fact, Viscount Sena had persuaded him to give up his allegiance to Justinian, so that Corinth would still have his place, but even so, Baptister was not ready to turn back, not for anything else, but what Justinian said to him. He did not want to spend his life in his fiefdom, and only Justinian could give himself a stage to prove his talents. All honors would be seized in the East, which was exactly what he said when he joined the Crusades!
At this moment, there was only a commotion sound from the crowd, which attracted everyone's attention. Finally, everything was ready, the time for execution had come, and the last prayer under the guidance of the priest had been completed, and the man in shackles slowly walked onto the punishment stage. Gottfrey swept across everyone present with his dark eyes, neither trembling, fear nor anger, and finally his eyes fell on Viscount Sene, who was also looking at him with a cold look.
"Is there any last words to say, the usurper?" Senna asked slowly as Gottfry, whose noose was already hanging around his neck. Although one was above the punishment platform and the other was below, the man said this at this moment as if he was condescending inquiry, which was also the last kindness given to the usurper.
But what everyone never expected was that Gotforry, who was about to die, smiled calmly and said, "I just happened to be unlucky and failed. What is the difference between you and me in essence? I am willing to surrender to the feet of the Greeks, expose me and cut off my thorns, and hand over the size of my yellow mouth to a child. Do you really think that little fox will give up? Even if I was buried in the grave, I will smile at your future fate. By that time, I will be despised you hard!" As if cursing, although Gotforry did not show any hoarseness, the nobles couldn't help but feel chill in their hearts, because every word he said touched everyone present. On the contrary, the common people looked like they were eating melons and watching the show without any commotion.
Viscount Sene, who had a gray face, couldn't help but remain silent, but finally raised his hand to order the executioner to prepare for execution. The hood was once again worn on Gottfry's head, and a rope connected to a right-angle bracket was put on his neck had been fixed and firmly fixed. Then, in the eyes of everyone, the executioner took off the support under Gottfry's feet, and then hung in the air. His body gradually exhausted his vitality in the slow struggle, and finally became silent. This process was very slow and painful. Even if he could not hear the painful struggle of the person being tortured, the person who witnessed this scene could empathize.
Chapter completed!