Perhaps it is because of joy, or the confidence brought by the magic cannon. These days, the roar of civil war in the villages has been raging, and countless worshipers are prostrate on the ground, constantly chanting sacred texts.
"Teacher, now we also have magic cannons in our frozen continent. Let's see which blind guy dares to attack us Vikings again in the future!" The eldest prince Bjorn said as he slashed at Rikka again with his long sword.
"It's none of my business! You have this time to think, so you should think about which potion to take tonight!" Rikka was still sitting on the stone steps, and without even looking up, she punched the eldest prince Bjorn away. Bjorn climbed up from the snow more than ten meters away. Although there was blood at the corner of his mouth, he was still overjoyed. The light of fighting spirit emerged again, but it seemed a little thin.
"The combination of combat skills and fighting spirit is the prerequisite for becoming a strong person. There is snow in your head. If you rush over like this stupidly, I will really be angry."
A short blade stretched out from the leather sleeve, and then turned into countless afterimages, cutting all the falling snowflakes in half. Bjorn opened his mouth wide, and for a moment he didn't know how to express his inner shock.
In his impression, although Tanya, the God's Blessing Knight, was powerful, she did not have such exquisite sword skills. He was very much like asking Rikka to teach her, but he also understood that this kind of thing was too difficult.
"Although the magic cannon is powerful, but more importantly, it opened up the communication between the frozen continent and the alien races."
"I believe that as long as the decision is correct, the frozen continent will usher in a new era. Of course, this incident has also intensified the fragile relations with other principalities."
"Ten years, this should be the longest buffer period for the frozen continent. If it cannot quickly become stronger during this period, the result will only be that it becomes a laughing stock again."
The second prince, Umber, was still sitting in front of the fireplace, talking about his opinions while throwing pieces of paper filled with arguments into the flames.
Boom nodded after hearing this, and then expressed his thoughts. However, with the contact with the other party, Boom became more and more aware of this ordinary second prince.
"Teacher, today Qunzhai Prison will hold a monthly routine performance. You and Mr. Liuhua are new to Qunzhai, so you probably haven't seen it yet."
The second prince Uber paused, then changed the topic and took out two invitations from his arms. This was the intention of his father Ragnar, and it was also the kindness of the Vikings.
At the same time, Rikka also led Bjorn, who was bruised and bruised, into the room. The former picked up the teapot carelessly and started drinking. But the latter sat down on the ground and groaned.
I drank a bottle of magic potion.
Half an hour later, after the four of them had eaten something, they were led out of the palace by the principal's cavalry and walked towards the prison of Qunzhai.
The noisy sounds became more and more noisy, and noble carriages embroidered with ice butterfly patterns stood quietly on both sides of the street. Ragnar, the Lord of the Tundra, stood at the head with a smile, but Tanya, the Divine Knight, seemed to be in low spirits.
The low shofar sounded leisurely, and when the warden saw the last two distinguished guests arriving, he waved his hand to signal his subordinates to start the performance.
Clatter, clatter, the iron shackles as thick as forearms rubbed against the ground, making a noise, and more than twenty death row inmates walked out of the prison door expressionlessly.
These prisoners are all criminals, either habitual criminals who steal other people's property, or they are strangers who have come to other principalities. But no matter what, they can no longer live, let alone see the snow tomorrow.
"Off with their heads! Damn scum, you are a disgrace to the Vikings!"
"Gods above, I curse you to be rejected from the Hall of Valor after your death! Your soul will fall into the abyss forever!"
"I remember him, he once stole my money bag! Yes! I want to see how you can quibble today!"
"Kill them! It's best to stuff them into the magic cannon and let them go to the Principality of Cisse!"
After seeing these prisoners, the crowd showed no mercy. The adults sneered at these scum, and the children kept throwing snowballs to show their emotions.
"Sir, how are we going to deal with these offal today?" The warden bowed and saluted, and then respectfully handed a parchment to Ragnar.
"Then let's build a snowman. Although it is a bit boring, it is the best way to express our Viking character." Ragna smiled and nodded, and then sat down with everyone without any image.
Buckets of ale were quickly shared, and the executioners walked out of the prison with black cloths on their heads. They were all holding a belt with knives that looked like willow leaves stuck on it.
"Building a snowman", these three words have two meanings in the frozen continent. One is a boring trick known to ordinary people, and the other is the bloody prisoner torture performance seen today.
Boom had a cold face, neither cheering like others nor being so unbearable that he vomited. Boom had seen these things countless times when he was in Aogu City.
As for Rikka on the side, she kept chewing snacks, sometimes whispering to Bjorn, and sometimes whispering to the Divine Blessing Knight Tanya.
'Brother, just kill people properly. Why do you do these unnecessary things?'
"Isn't it good to save your energy to kill more people? Rikka doesn't quite understand, and even finds it very boring."
Rikka smiled and held Boom's arm, and then asked her doubts. Ragna raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but did not turn his head to respond.
"Umber, you explain!" Boom patted Rikka's little head, and then turned to look at his student. Umber hurriedly bowed and saluted, and after seeing that his father had no objection, he continued. "This is indeed a bit unnecessary, but it can also dissuade many potential criminals, and even have the effect of knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger."
"Good people live a long life, and evil people die involuntarily. For any principality, this kind of reward is far better than sending more cavalry ten thousand times. It is also a way to show the majesty of the superior."
The second prince Ubo explained with a smile. These words reached the ears of the three ministers, and they all nodded with interest. But Rikka grinned and did not understand a few words at all.
The noise finally died down, and all the prisoners on death row were covered in blood, with countless wounds made on their bodies by knives. However, what awaited them was neither death nor mercy.
Snow continued to cover their bodies, and after more than half an hour, more than twenty giant snowmen suddenly appeared. The Viking war cry blended with the wind and snow, and each "snowman" became lifeless.
Time passed slowly, and finally the last death row prisoner was pulled out of the snowdrift by the principality's cavalry. Seeing this, everyone cursed again, but no one took action to hurt him again.
"By the gods, since you live to the end, get out of the village quickly! But from today on, you are no longer a Viking warrior!"
The warden shouted with a serious face, and then the man was thrown out of the city gate by two principality cavalry. The blood all over his body had already frozen, and he ran into the wind and snow like a bereaved dog.
However, his footsteps only moved a few dozen meters before he fell down, his body quickly becoming cold and stiff. As the last death row prisoner died, the onlookers dispersed one after another.
"What are your plans next? Why don't you have dinner with me?" Ragnar, the Lord of the frozen soil, asked with a smile.
"I plan to take them out for a walk, and they will probably come back in three days." Boom bowed and then pointed to the two princes beside him.
Ragnar was stunned when he heard this, but finally nodded, and left quietly with Tanya, the Divine Blessing Knight. A moment later, the four of them disappeared on the ice field, leaving only a few marks.