I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 167 Dictator

A group of lunatics robbed a group of saints.

This doesn't happen very often, so the roads are somewhat blocked.

People stopped to watch this rare excitement.

Generally speaking, when the holy descendants were attacked, there would be someone to protect them, even people from the Inquisition Office would lend a helping hand.

However, this time it's a little bit special.
Those who attack the Holy Seed are also the Holy Seed themselves.

They flow the same blood and have the same legal status.

Even if one of them is crazy.

Crazy saints are still saints.

When Jesse and the others travel, of course they will bring guards or something, even if it is wartime and manpower is tight.

To be precise, especially in wartime, the defensive force around the saints will be stronger.

According to the records of the Inquisition Office, the more difficult the situation, the more attacks against the Holy Family.

But the guard following Jesse out of the city was stopped by a knife at this moment.

Jeff is in charge, no, Vice President Jeff, holding a knife, stopped dozens of guards.

Snapped--

The chief guard twitched the horsewhip in his hand, pointed at Jeff and cursed,

"Idiot, do you want to die?"

If these lunatics are allowed to attack the saints, these guards will not be able to eat and walk around!
The Holy Family has ten thousand ways to kill them!

Under the sun, there must be darkness.

However, Jeff still stopped in front of many guards because of the knife in his hand.

The long knife was not out of its sheath, and Jeff showed the badge on the knife to everyone.

The coat of arms of the Jager family?
Do not.
It's scarier than that.

The deputy chief guard said in a low voice,

"It's the badge of General Panger."

The chief guard, who was extremely anxious and eager to save people, calmed down instantly.

Pangge, these two words carry too much weight.

The most legendary legion leader in the history of the Kingdom of God, the executioner who executed the doomsday judgment, the person who killed the most saints with his hands, he conquered the most land for the Kingdom of God
One-third of the guards had served under Pang Ge.

They will never admit to being wrong.

Offend the Holy Family, or offend General Pangge?
For those who have a legion career, this multiple-choice question is not difficult to answer.

After the head guard calmed down, he began to think about another question:
"Why is General Pang's knife in the hands of a steward?"

He looked past Jeff to the chaotic scene, and found the most conspicuous touch of gold among them.

That touch of gold is even a little dazzling.

Ryan Jager.

Like Pangge, he came from the Yager family. He was once an extremely dazzling star of tomorrow. After nearly four years of madness, few people in Shenbang have mentioned his name.

The last time I saw this name was on the advertisement column in the newspaper.

This is General Pangge's favorite junior?
The chief guard's mind became alive.

He got off his horse, threw the weapon on the ground, walked up to Jeff, and handed him a pinch of tobacco.

This is the most polite way of greeting Shenbang.

"No, Master Lane doesn't like the smell of tobacco."

Jeff rejected the other party's kindness, and was even a little wary.

What does the other party want?
"Our errands are ruined and we may even lose our lives."

The head guard smiled helplessly.

What happened, no matter what, they cannot escape the responsibility of negligence of duty.

After Jeff's face showed sympathy, the chief guard struck while the iron was hot,
"We all have families and we just want to survive. So I thought, maybe you can help us poor people,"

Jeff is also helpless,

"I'm afraid I can't help you."

The threat they received was the anger of the Holy Family.

Only really big shots can shelter these guys.

General Pangge only needs one sentence to stop the subsequent revenge and punishment of the Holy Family.

Unfortunately, Jeff is not General Panger.

"No, no, you can help us."

The chief guard hurriedly said the method he had just thought up,

"You just need to hire us as the guards of St. Peter's Sanatorium!"

As long as they join St. Peter's Sanatorium, even if they work under Ryan, they can be regarded as being protected by Pangge.

This is the only way to survive.

"This"

Jeff was stunned for a moment.

Master Ryan beat up the Saints, but the guards of the Saints wanted to join Master Ryan instead?

What's wrong with this world, are you crazy?
"2 miso."

Lane takes out an opponent with a Brick Move.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood foam.

Picking up the white coat from the ground and putting it on, Ryan walked to the side of the chief guard and repeated,
"2 misos per month."

He heard the conversation just now.

Ryan felt that it was not appropriate for the vice president to discuss such an important matter.

It needs him, the dean, to come forward.

The head guard is a little bit embarrassed.
"If you only pay this salary."

The price is too low.

"4 miso per month!"

Lane corrected.

"You pay the nursing home, we don't support idlers!"

Chief Guard:
Before Ryan raised the price to 5 miso, the head guard hurriedly agreed.

Ryan stretched out his hand, and shook hands with the head of the guard, and reached an employment deal.

He held his hand tightly and said seriously,
"You don't have any apples to eat!"

Chief Guard:? ? ?

Lane added,
"Unless you are sick, you can have apples."

After speaking, Ryan took off his white coat, returned to the battlefield, and punched the saints.

The chief guard smiled wryly, and the last illusion in his heart was shattered.

He originally thought that this young master Lane might be pretending to be crazy, waiting for the opportunity to rise again, and that's why General Pang looked at him differently.
For this reason, the chief guard even took a gamble, betraying his original holy family, joining the other party, and completely binding himself and Ryan.

Now it looks like the bet was lost.

The chief guard is very sure of one thing:

Ryan, this guy is really crazy.

On the same avenue, the carriage carrying Lu Deng was also moving forward, but was blocked on the road.

"What's going on in front?"

Luden sent an adjutant to investigate the situation.

Soon, the adjutant trotted back all the way, and came back with the adjutant, as well as twelve or thirteen disheveled guys, and Jeff, who accompanied him to deal with the aftermath.

These young talents of the Holy Family were looted and beaten into pigs' heads.

If Luden's adjutant hadn't arrived, their fate would have been even worse.

Hearing the adjutant's report, Lu Deng was a little surprised,

"You got into a fight with a madman?"

"It's not a fight!"

Jesse, with the scratch on his face, corrected,

"We were beaten by madmen!"

In this matter, Jesse is confident!
He is a saint, he is a victim, and the holy code is on his side!
Luden nodded slightly, and said solemnly,
"The nature of this attack against the saints is very bad, especially in this special period. What is your name, Jesse, um, don't worry, I will definitely make a fair verdict that conforms to the sacred law!"

With the assurance from the tribune Luden, Jesse's anger calmed down a little.

He didn't say much, but watched quietly, wanting to see how Luden would give a fair verdict.

Lu Deng invited fellow university scholar VI, and asked modestly,
"Excuse me, wise man, please explain to me, according to the holy law, when a holy descendant is attacked, what kind of punishment should the assailant receive?"

University scholar six asked,

"Have any saints died?"

"As you can see, no."

"The identity of the attacker?"

"It's also a saint."

University Scholar VI gave the most professional advice,

"That's easy, just lock them up in St. Peter's Sanatorium!"

Jesse:? ? ?
He shouted dissatisfiedly, "But they are from St. Peter's Sanitarium!"

"To shut up!"

University scholar six reprimanded,
"We are discussing a vicious incident of attacking the saints. Don't do anything to disturb the scholars, unless you want to spend the night in the dungeon of the Inquisition!"

All the saints fell silent.

Lifelong scholars have the right to interpret the sacred code, and in this matter, no offense of any degree is allowed.

"Very well, thanks for your advice, I think I can make the right verdict."

Luden said seriously,

"All attackers must be confined to St Peter's nursing home until they have been issued a discharge certificate."

Jesse was full of dissatisfaction and anger, loudly protesting,

"You are covering up!"

Hospitalize the patient?
It is equivalent to no punishment!
"Oh, the plaintiff is not happy with the outcome of the trial."

Luden ignored Jesse, looked at the crowd instead, and asked,
"Who is dissatisfied with the ruling just now?"

Jesse was the first to raise their hands, and under his leadership, half of the people raised their hands.

For the remaining half, their elders repeatedly warned them about one thing:

Don't mess with Luden!
They will hear this sentence every morning when they wake up, and they will also hear this sentence before going to bed at night.

Don't mess with Luden!
That guy... is even more of an Inquisition than the Inquisition!

The reverence for Luden has been engraved in the bones of some saints.

"You know, their lunatics may be infectious diseases, otherwise why are they locked up in St. Peter's Sanatorium?"

Hearing what Luden said, Jesse's expression turned ugly.

Luden changed the topic,
"All the saints who disagree with the ruling may be crazy, we need the most accurate diagnosis.

Send them to St. Peter's Sanitarium, and if Dean Lane says they're crazy, keep them in the hospital.

Tell Dean Ryan that each person has an annual treatment fee of 3 Miso, and he must never leave the patient in the hospital for Miso's sake. The patient's health is more important than anything else, and a qualified dean will never Going against your conscience. "

Jeff didn't know what to say anymore.
If Mr. Luden didn't mention the 3 miso, Master Lane might drive away these annoying guys.

After Mr. Luden mentioned it, these guys will never want to be discharged from the hospital in this life.

Hearing Luden's verdict, the faces of everyone who raised their hands just now turned pale, as if falling into an ice cave!
From heaven to hell, only one step away!
A raise of hand ruined their life!
If they are really sent to St. Peter's Sanatorium, they might as well kill them!
The university scholar Liu on the side echoed,
"Although I'm not a doctor, I think what you said makes sense."

"You have no right to do this! Luden! Bastard! You can't do this!"

A holy descendant who had read a little stood up and emphasized,

"After the bell rings, the Kingdom of God enters a period of war, and during the war, the authority of the tribunes will be withdrawn!"

In other words, Luden has no right to treat them like this!
"That's right!"

As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Jesse gritted his teeth and said,

"Maybe those civilians and citizens will accept your tricks, but we will not, never!"

If they really dealt with it as Luden said, they would be out of luck!

There is no future!

Their only hope is the special nature of the tribunes, which prevents them from having much power in wartime and cannot govern the holy descendants.

Only in this way can they escape the catastrophe and continue to live their lives as masters.

"Well said, don't say it next time."

Luden shook his head with a smile, even the University Scholar Six beside him laughed.

This fellow Luden has memorized the sacred codes fluently, and he knows better what kind of authority he has under what circumstances.

He is a natural litigator!
Talk to Luden about the sacred code?

It belongs to the class.

Loudon asked,
"Who says I rule as a tribune?"

Jesse was taken aback, wasn't he a tribune?
what is that?
A warm-hearted, fair passer-by?
Who but the tribunes has the authority to make such a verdict on the Holy See?
Justice?University scholar?Director of the Heresy Inquisition?
Luden did not answer the question.

He just smiled contemptuously, threw down a signed decree, returned to his carriage, and drove away with the people.

"If you have anything else to say, talk to the Inquisition Office and the Senate."

Lu Deng had more important things to do, so he didn't have time to play tricks with them.

Jessie picked up the paper and read it quickly.

He looked at the signature on the last line of the decree, and fell into a daze, like a sculpture.

"Hey, hello, what's on the paper?"

Seeing Jesse's appearance, the companion couldn't help but stepped forward and took the decree from his hand.

There is a scrawled signature on the decree:

Loudon Y. Microgoode.

This is normal, this is the decree signed by Luden, who else could it be except his name?
but,

The title before signing has changed a little bit.

Everyone repeatedly confirmed that they did not misread the content on the paper.

It says:

Dictator - Loudon Y. Microgoode.

(End of this chapter)