Chapter 12 – House of 20 Corpses (2)
“Lord!”
Knight Commander Robin, who is leading the busiest life in our mansion, ran to me in a hurry. When he came running like this, it meant that something urgent had happened. Even though Robin was usually quiet like a guide dog for the blind, he acted like a border collie chasing a Frisbee when something happened that required him to take responsibility or use his strength. I asked while stroking Sieri’s hair.
“Why is that, Robin?”
“The guards have caught a gang of thieves.”
“A thief?”
If there were only beings who could stand against me in this territory, they could be said to be thieves. As if these guys had left their lives in a pawnshop, they often appeared on the borders of the territory and harassed people.
It had been quite quiet lately, but suddenly a battle like this broke out again. There was no doubt that they were really risking their lives. Did Lucius save his life his once?
“How many guards died?”
In this sparsely populated place, each person was property. If the children died in the battle with the bandits this time, there was nothing more fatal than that. I had to ask for compensation and had to hold a funeral. When a person dies because of this, it costs money to replenish and re-educate. Money money. For Yeongju, Yeongjimin was money.
“Ah, yes… It seems there were no casualties this time. The thieves aren’t that strong either…”
“Did all the thieves be captured?”
“Ah, yes. A guard found a squad of bandits coming down to the village, killed 3 of them in a street fight and brought back 5 who surrendered.”
“Give a reward to the person in command at the time, and cut off the heads of all those thieves and put them on the streets.”
“That, that young… Lu… Young… Lord?”
At my words, Sieri hit and entered. She grabbed my collar and studied my complexion with a cautious tone. It was evident from the tone of his voice that he had put a lot of thought into whether he should be called lord or should he be called Lucius. I smiled at her and asked.
“What’s wrong, Sieri?”
“That… The doctrine of the Archangel Church says that even sinners are forgiven, so it’s better to punish them with a greater focus on rehabilitation…”
If you treat them well, they will cross the line like this. Cieri seemed a little dissatisfied with my emphasis on cruel punishment rather than the teachings of the Archangelists. It was the right thing to do to urge not to cross the line in response to the lord’s instructions, but since I had to manage Sieri’s liking, I had to refrain from such words and actions.
First of all, there was some truth in Sieri’s words. I am the Southern Priest of the Archangel Church, and I had a history of rehabilitating Aira through the March of Atonement just a few days ago.
However, when he told them to cut off the heads of the thieves without examining their faces or their crimes, Sieri felt uncomfortable. It was clear that quite a few people besides me would have questions about the difference between the treatment of the thieves and Aira. I stroked Sieri’s head and thought about how to make an excuse.
In fact, there is nothing that cannot be done for the march of atonement, but in this game, thieves should not expect a female character unless they are an executive or boss level, as is the case with Yagames. The rookie thieves were probably extras who didn’t show their faces properly, and I didn’t want to take them off and walk around the streets.
That’s a crime A very deadly and horrific crime.
“You have a point. Sieri. I covered my eyes because I was overcome with hatred for the thieves who harassed the villagers. First, let’s meet the thieves and put them on trial. Of course, I need you.”
But I didn’t make excuses to Sieri that way. If I want to fuck a bitch who is crazy about religion, I have to be crazy about religion too. I also had to become a mother-born believer in order to seduce a bone marrow believer. At times like this, the best thing to do was to cheer up Sieri.
Sieri made a puppy-like noise and laughed a little, as if I was stroking her hair. They say it’s usually taboo to stroke women’s hair, but maybe it’s because I’m a religious person in a world where there are no perms and straighteners, so I didn’t seem to care much if I damaged my hair.
But you can’t create static electricity by stroking Sieri’s hair all day. If I had to do anything with Sieri, I wanted to make a baby. In order to make a baby, it was necessary to look at these thieves as positively as possible.
“Robin. Wait. But it’ll be right after a trial.”
I went out with Sieri to the yard where the bandits were tied up. Originally legally, thieves cut off their arms, limbs, or their heads depending on the seriousness of their crimes. Of course, most of the thieves’ deaths were during the execution of their sentences, because they didn’t care about dying from the shock.
The thieves were sitting in a row in the middle of the mansion yard. I was overcome with the urge to knock the head of the thief sitting at the far end with my foot. The thieves seemed to be competing to see who would betray first, rolling their eyes at each other.
Among them, the one who appears to be the eldest shouted, hitting his head as soon as I appeared.
“Lord! I’m sorry! I’ve committed a mortal sin! I’m an ignorant bastard who didn’t know how to make money, so I ended up stealing! If you free me, I won’t do anything like this again!”
“I see. It’s really unfortunate. By the way, are you really reflecting?”
“Yes! Lord! I’m really reflecting! I’ll gladly accept any punishment!”
“Yes. Robin. Cut off his hand his.”
As if Robin had been waiting, he dragged his eldest out. His eldest his screamed and struggled, but he couldn’t beat Robin. No matter how ‘Robin’he usually is, the leader of the Knights of the Territory seemed to be doing nothing wrong with his form, and the eldest screamed like a pig being led to a slaughterhouse.
“Lord!
“I…”
As Sieri grabbed my collar, I held her hand tightly and said,
“Sieri. Aira still ended up trying. But they are thieves who have stolen many times, and they are a vicious criminal group that operates as a group. Reckless forgiveness will not lead to repeat offenders. Approaching it, the world won’t become religious, you know?”
“My lord! I was wrong! I’m sorry! I won’t do it again! My lord!”
The elder’s screams echoed from the back of the yard. I looked at the four remaining. Among them, I picked the one who seemed to be second in rank and asked.
“Are you reflecting?”
“Even if you regret it, if you cut off your hand, what are you going to eat in the future?”
He retorted. He was a very cheeky kid. I said to the other guard next to me.
“This friend doesn’t reflect, so cut off his limbs. He must stay alive until he reflects, so let me treat you next to you.”
“Yes?”
“What are you doing? Hurry up and get the saw.”
“Yes, yes! I see!”
The second person’s face went white. But he was still pretending to be confident and not scared. Sieri was staring at me with her face completely white.
“Listen, Sieri. A person who commits a crime must know the gravity of the crime. That’s why there are laws. God can’t forgive everyone, so the king makes the laws, and we take care of them under the laws. That thief missed his last chance to reflect, so he’s following the law.”
A soldier brought a giant saw. Sieri shook his head and turned his body. He didn’t seem to want to see such a cruel sight. Second, at this point, he seemed to feel that it was futile to hold on. He was staring at me, shivering. I asked.
“Are you reflecting?”
“…Yes.”
The second barely nodded.
“Then let’s save the limbs.”
The second raised his head again. The soldier also looked at me with a surprised face. I said.
“Because you reflected on it. You should be punished sweetly. It’s not good to hear screams from the mansion, so I’ll put a gag on it.”
Shieri was praying with his head turned and his eyes her tightly closed. For her weak heart, it was clear that seeing such a scene would come with great difficulty. I looked at Sieri and spoke again.
“Well, for today, I’ll take care of using the saw specially.”
Robin approached from behind. Robin was wiping her blood off her armor with a towel. He looked around and then came up to me and said in a low voice.
“He died while cutting off her arm.”
“God took you.”
Second, the rest of them were also trembling with fear. I took a look at Sieri and her soldiers, then spoke again.
“Then let’s do this. Since the ringleader is dead, let’s say that your friend took away all your sins. Since one sinner died miserably, I believe that you too have roughly realized what kind of crime you were committing.”
Sieri raised her head again at those words. She seemed a little relieved by my decision. I must have been this kind of person when she knew me as a childhood friend. But I did not make this decision out of irresponsible goodwill.
Robin and the soldiers seemed somewhat relieved by my merciful decision, probably because the bandits had never entered. I said looking at the bandits.
“We will also give you land and subsidies for quiet farming. Every person on the territory is precious.”
As if the thieves were impressed by his words, they lowered their heads and expressed their gratitude. Leaving them behind, I approached Sieri and whispered.
“Look carefully, Sieri. What consequences irresponsible good deeds bring.”
Sieri was looking at me with her face her saying she did n’t understand what she was saying. I ignored that gaze and ordered someone to examine the vacant land.
Each Young Ji-min is precious. However, that preciousness was not more important than eating Sieri. I was certain that this would be a very important turning point between Sieri and me. I was sure that it would serve as an opportunity to change from a friendly relationship in which mutually favors and gives each other to a one-sided and coercive relationship.
I could see His eyes glistened with greed when he said he would give the thieves land and subsidies.
