Caspond slumped on the ground, his eyes dull, staring at Helant as if he had lost his soul. "The god is gone, and my position as Holy King is gone too…"
This bastard is still dreaming!
Calca's small fists trembled as she clenched them, gritting her teeth. "Regardless of whether there is a god, someone who cedes land and disregards the safety of his subjects is not fit to be king!"
The Five Border Cities were still in the hands of the Demi-humans. The garrison and civilians inside were likely doomed.
Her eyes were bloodshot as she struggled to maintain the composure a leader should have. "According to the laws of the Holy Kingdom, I sentence you to death!"
"The death penalty!"
Under the threat of death, Caspond's eyes instantly cleared, and he began to scream, "I am royalty, unlike those commoners. You cannot judge me!"
The garrison on the city walls said nothing, standing silently around him, their cold gazes cutting into Caspond like blades.
It was this bastard who had personally opened the gates of the Five Border Cities to the Demi-humans, causing their relatives and compatriots to fall into enemy hands.
Not far from Caspond, the Satyr cowered like a quail, not daring to make a sound.
Although he had mentally prepared himself and knew he could not escape today, looking at those eyes that wanted to devour them alive, he decided to remain cowardly for a while.
Vent your anger on Caspond first. Once you're done, you're not allowed to torture me to death, okay… The Satyr gave a helpless, bitter smile.
"Caspond, you don't understand the meaning of being a king at all." Quaiesse finally could not help but speak up.
"A king is someone who stands above all else. What is there that I don't understand?" Caspond snapped at Quaiesse, lifting his head arrogantly.
Quaiesse rubbed his temples at the sight. "The teachings of the Theocracy tell us 'human supremacy.' A ruler, whether a king or an emperor, must do one thing… and that is to preserve humanity at all costs and seek a better life for their subjects."
Quaiesse rushed to Caspond in a few strides, grabbed his collar, and roared, "And you! With the power of a 'god,' you didn't think of dealing with the Demi-human Army at the border, but instead thought of ceding territory and attempting to cooperate with them!"
"What about the people living in the Southern Holy Kingdom? What kind of misery will they suffer from now on?
Have you even thought about it?
Is your head stuck in a door!"
After saying that, he released the dazed Caspond and stepped aside, only managing to squeeze out a sentence after a long while. "Ehm.. I lost my composure."
These words should have been spoken by someone from the Holy Kingdom, but he truly could not hold back.
The Holy Queen felt a new sense of approval for this man from the Theocracy. Another person much like Helant. If he can become a leader of the Theocracy in the future, perhaps the relationship between our two countries can go a step further.
Helant was slightly stunned. He would not have been surprised if Calca or even Remedios had said this, as it was the Holy Kingdom's own business.
But Quaiesse…
I remember when we first met, this guy would even choose to sell out his teammates to protect Downfall of Castle and Country and himself when facing Shalltear. In E-Rantel, he also chose to abandon a hundred thousand people to protect the more valuable me…
Helant thought about it. Quaiesse's, or rather the Theocracy's, 'human supremacy' meant the majority outweighed the minority, and the valuable outweighed the worthless.
This was the 'human supremacy' that everyone acknowledged in their hearts.
Coincidentally, he thought so too.
After a while, Caspond regained his senses. After thinking for a moment, he said firmly to those around him, "The Demi-humans promised that as long as the Southern Holy Kingdom was handed over, they would never attack the Holy Kingdom. I was considering the big picture!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire place fell silent.
In addition to anger, everyone's gaze toward Caspond was mixed with the mockery one would reserve for a fool.
Some of the surrounding garrison were so angry their hands trembled, nearly rushing forward to strike him with a sword.
Even the nobles begging for mercy nearby could not bear to watch. Even if you really thought that, don't say it out loud!
Is it that hard to act remorseful?
Please, stop provoking them. It does not matter if you die a miserable death, but do not drag us down with you!
Since we are going to die anyway, we want it to be quick!
Helant's eye twitched, and he could not help but admire Albedo's eye for talent. She could always accurately find the most suitable idiot.
"Sigh…"
Even the Satyr could not listen anymore. Looking at the garrison ignited with rage, he shook his head and said hoarsely, "Caspond, it is common knowledge that Demi-humans do not keep their word."
"What do you mean?!" Caspond turned his head, his eyes filled with pure stupidity.
"It means that after the Demi-humans take the Southern Holy Kingdom, they will not keep their promise to you at all. Instead, they will continue to march north and completely annex the entire territory of the Holy Kingdom."
"Ah!"
Caspond's mouth opened and closed a few times, but he could not say anything for a long while.
How could you lie to me? That's too mean…
Calca leaned against Helant's tall frame, her body trembling uncontrollably, her face having turned incredibly dark.
"How can he be so stupid!"
Previously, she had at most felt her brother was a bit incompetent, mediocre, and arrogant, but she had never expected him to be stupid to this extent.
Damn, could it be that Albedo really modified his will? Helant supported Calca's delicate body and frowned, secretly probing Caspond's mind.
He quickly reached a conclusion. Albedo's judgment was indeed accurate. She truly possessed top-tier intelligence.
He then looked toward the nobles begging for mercy, confirming that there were no Doppelgangers among them.
After taking deep breaths for a long time, Calca's gaze turned cold, and she said word by word, "Caspond is a criminal of the state. Therefore, any citizen of the Holy Kingdom has the right to carry out his execution!"
The meaning of this sentence was clear to everyone present. Caspond was at their disposal.
The garrison, with cold faces, surrounded Caspond and the nobles without a word and collectively dropped their weapons. After all, weapons killed too quickly.
"Don't come over here! I am the Holy King!!"
"Commoners! You commoners, get away!!"
"Calca, I'm a noble! Let me die with some dignity!"
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The soldiers were simple people, and they used their simple fists to strike their enemies one blow after another.
Helant glanced at Caspond, who was trying to crawl out of the crowd but was being dragged back.
By now, the man had been beaten so badly he was covered in bruises, and his face was so swollen even his own mother would not recognize him.
Tsk, still too simple. For torture, one still needs Neuronist Painkil or an inquisitor… otherwise, it is not enough to vent one's hatred.
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