Faced with such fierce speeches, the cult warlock's reaction was so simple.
Mayyta directly saved the interrogation and sentencing process, and waved to the subordinates who were guarding the prisoners with one hand.
Immediately, the cult warlock below began to drag the prisoner to the gallows.
At this moment, the prisoner who was dragged to the ground realized and began to struggle hard.
However, the next second, the guy's originally vicious expression suddenly changed.
Because he found that he could not escape from the shackles, even if he casts spells... no, let alone spells, he can't even drive magic fluctuations normally now.
The man who was dragging himself and the shackles handcuffed to his hands were interfering with his normal casting of spells.
The pirate who learned spells finally felt something was wrong.
He originally planned to use the magical magic he learned to perform a shocking escape in public in front of people.
However, reality is cruel and ruthless.
Under the drastic world changes, the pirates are only well-informed within a specific range. He is a lucky guy who is lucky enough to learn spells, but he is also an unlucky guy who doesn’t know the current situation of [Anluo Island]!
"How can such an island town..."
Before he finished speaking, the pirate found himself being held in the air, and his head was still a rope trap that was most familiar to the industry.
"?"
Kakka--
Bang!
"Woooooooooooooooooooooo--"
The pirates hanging from their necks and hanging in the air began to struggle.
But it was too late at this time.
After the tough rope was put around his neck, the cult warlock did not even leave him time to tell his last words - because the trap door on the gallows here broke at some point.
So when the cult warlock holding the pirate let go, the pirate who was hanging his neck was immediately snatched. He had no spare space for movement except for his two strong and powerful thighs!
“…”
In this way, the aura of the pirate hanging in the air weakened, and soon his legs stopped struggling.
After watching this scene.
Ronald subconsciously thought it was time to try the third prisoner next.
But... it may be because there are customs in various places. After the executions on [Anluo Island] are over, everything has not ended.
Instead, Mayyta, the mayor be beside Ronald, waved his huge arm and shouted to the onlookers below:
"Okay, start the auction now!"
"Kill this guy's rope, the auction winner can wait for the body to dry for three months before coming to the government center to collect it!"
“…”
"10 Rooney!" "11 Rooney!" "14 Rooney!"
"I'll give out 20 Rooney!"
Soon, the citizens below started bidding.
At the simple auction site, there is no requirement for a minimum price or minimum price increase, and people are completely bidding for themselves.
After all, this was an auction hosted by the mayor himself, and no one dared to do anything about it.
The only person who had a bad expression on the scene was probably Ronald.
The auction of things related to the deceased was on the execution ground. The last time he saw or heard of similar situations, it might be considered a human blood steamed bun!
"They are buying medicines."
At this time, Gwendolyn on the other side of Ronald spoke.
God knows whether this guy is still maintaining that kind of mind-reading ability. In short, after Ronald's expression changed, the girl explained in time and in time:
"People here believe that dead people can cure diseases. The more scum or the better the good, the better the effect. Such vicious pirates are even more of the best. So in order to avoid someone fighting afterwards, they will not be able to do so.
It’s so good that the auction started here directly at the execution site.”
At this moment, Mayyta, who had completed the auction, turned his head and began to praise:
"This lady is so knowledgeable."
“…”
But Gwendolin completely ignored the cult warlock's talk.
Or look at this guy's face, she completely ignored the existence of Mayyta.
Faced with such a cold reception, the mayor of [Anluo Island] did not feel embarrassed at all.
He turned his head very naturally and continued to shout to the distance:
"Okay, now the third prisoner is tried and pressed him up!"
“…”
The third of the five criminals was brought close.
When Ronald saw this person, he raised his eyebrows.
It seems that the main course is here tonight.
The reason is nothing else - because the prisoner kneeling below is actually a cult warlock!
Although the prison uniform he wore was not dressed as a performer.
But just by sensing the evil magic power on the other party, Ronald was 100% sure of this guy's identity.
"Mayyat, what do you mean?"
At the same time, the cult warlock who was escorted from below spoke.
"I am the planning supervisor of [Anluo Island]. What do you want to do when you take me to the execution ground?"
Hear the inquiry from the cult warlock below.
Mayyta looked crazy and walked directly to the edge of the gallows, looking down at the other side in a condescending posture:
"Ronia, do you think I, the mayor, don't you know what you do?"
"You have done all the things that are explicitly prohibited on [Anluo Island]!"
"You...what are you talking about!" The cult warlock below suddenly widened his eyes, looking like 'I'm absolutely innocent', "Slander me like this...you, do you have evidence!"
"I am a disciple of Lord Baproul! I also helped the master block the enemy's spells in the inner city of New Yar, and then seized the [Rooni Kingdom] and I also made me credit for it!"
"Mayetta, let me go! I want to see Lord Baprol!"
"Don't frame me!"
“…”
"Hahaha--"
At this time, an extremely happy laughter rang in front of the gallows.
But the owner of this laughter was not the Mayyta who was witnessing the prisoner struggling very violently, but Gwendolin beside Ronald.
Seeing the struggle and horror of the cult warlock below, Gwendolyn seemed to have enjoyed the wonderful things in the world, so she could not control herself, or she began to laugh wildly without even wanting to control her.
Ronald can understand this inexplicable change.
But the cult warlocks ahead were completely confused.
He looked at Gwendolin with fear for a while, and finally Mayyta gave himself an explanation in his mind, and then looked back at the cult warlock below.
"Idiot! Open your eyes wide and take a look!"
"The person sitting next to me is Mr. Baprol's close friend, Mr. Ronald!"
"Don't you understand what he means when he sits here now?"
The cult warlock below stopped struggling for a moment.
He recognized Ronald's identity, and his eyes looked at Ronald at this moment were extremely desperate - in the eyes of this cult warlock, he really had no chance to escape.
At the same time, the Mayyta above also judged with satisfaction: