The lord is red again

The people arranged by Old Cherry have already arrived. Most of these little stewards responsible for distributing food have seen Linde for the first time. The oppressive feeling shown by the golden armor and tall body in the sun made their hearts feel like a rush. Being hit hard, I couldn't help but bend down.

Coming from two superiors, a great knight, and the aura of aristocratic blood, as well as the exquisite and excellent golden dragon skin plate armor on his body, he makes people's hearts beat just by standing there.

The level of life is different.

"Who can take the initiative to tell me?" Linde asked, and even the sound of blacksmithing around him became much quieter.

The blacksmiths pricked up their ears.

This was an open inquiry, but in the eyes of everyone it looked more like a trial.

"I am still violating my rules when I give them enough food, enough safe shelter, and enough warm clothes. You who are responsible for distributing food should know who did what."

No one spoke, everyone lowered their heads.

"Han" Linde was too lazy to talk.

"Yes!" Han held up the hammer.

The ‘hammer-carrying man’ man is extremely good at smashing the unlucky guy’s head with a hammer, and then watching the blood drip down his neck.

Executions were common in the army, especially the Second Legion.

In the First Legion, becoming a deserter for a noble was just a laughing stock, but in the Second Legion, becoming a deserter was the only way to die.

When the burly man, covered in stinky sweat and carrying a hammer, approached, several of the stewards were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground, but even so, no one spoke.

Fortunately, the good man just stood there waiting for Linde's order and did not take action without permission.

Maybe just scare yourself? They thought so.

"All the people present here will have their status as stewards removed, and then their relatives, friends, and all the people they interact with will be arrested."

There is only one possibility for shielding, and that is complicity in interests.

Linde thought that he didn't have that much time to be a wise lord, and the world's background destined ordinary people to always be at the bottom.

"Start the interrogation from the beginning and ask each one. I don't care if they took advantage of a piece of bread or something else. I will kill every one I catch."

Originally, I turned a blind eye to taking advantage, but if you think this is natural, then no matter how much you eat, you will all pay for your life.

"Yes!" Han nodded, and the soldiers who had been watching took the initiative to follow Han.

Linde looked at the little stewards. Regardless of whether they still had family ties in their hearts, they should be afraid now. As long as they got a little bit of news from their relatives, their outcome would be doomed.

The stewards are tough-talking, but they can't guarantee that others will be tough-talking.

"Of course, we have a reporting system." Linde changed the topic: "I know some of you may have violated the rules, but it doesn't matter. I can give you a chance. Now come to me one by one in line and tell me quietly, Whatever you have done and who you know has done it, the top 10 most honest people will be exempted from all punishment.”

Linde, who was in charge of absolute power and food, directly showed a crushing attitude when facing these little stewards who were full of little calculations.

He was not in the mood to investigate slowly.

The next step is simple. The scramble to report does not require Linde's interrogation at all.

Just like the secret rats that old Cherry had been unable to do anything about, they have now been uncovered one by one.

Garment factory.

A bald man was taking a nap. Piece work was not hard for him, and his rough, big carrot fingers always ranked first in the number of pieces in delicate work.

As for the trick... just sleep for a while and then take the results from others and compare them when you get off work.

People around him dare not speak out because he is not alone. This group of people are intertwined and help each other. If one is provoked, others will swarm in to retaliate, so most people choose to swallow their anger.

"The wheel? Who is the wheel?" came the shout.

The bald man who was dozing off woke up with a start, and his expression changed when he discovered that it was a soldier approaching. He glared at the people around him fiercely, knowing that someone must have reported him again.

But the soldier is a symbol of absolute power, far above the stick, and the few stick friends he knows can't help.

After this incident, he will definitely have someone suffer.

"My lord, I am!" Wheel stood up obediently, with a smile on his face.

"Yes." The soldier nodded, walked to the wheel and suddenly grabbed his collar, stumbled and swept him to the ground.

The wheel failed to stand firm and a dog's head hit the ground. He was frightened and angry and wanted to raise his head when he heard a "clang" sound as the sharp blade was drawn out of its sheath.

The soldier raised his sword high and slashed it down.

Heads fell to the ground.

Everything happens in an instant.

"Ah——!" Some people around couldn't help but exclaimed, but more people looked excited.

The expressions of the hidden accomplices of the Wheel changed. They never expected this.

But no one dared to question. Everyone knew that the soldiers never managed the operation of Prey Town. They were responsible for defense and did not interfere with the sticks in Prey Town. They represented the lord.

Now that they were taking action, Little Stick just wanted to shrink his neck and hide in the distance. It wasn't until the soldier wiped his sword and turned away that the Little Stick came over to carry the body away, and then cleaned up the blood on the ground.

From beginning to end, no one dared to speak.

The air was so quiet that only breathing could be heard.

It was a quick sweep of the Ratmen inside Pree Town, which took as long as it took to finish a glass of beer.

A total of 31 ratmen were executed, including 12 leaders who were in collusion with each other, 8 guards involved, and 11 ratmen who tipped off the ratmen.

Reporting, tracking, and revenge were almost all done by ratmen.

Their interests were entangled, so whether they were leaders or accomplices, their fate was the same.

The lord did not want to waste time on this.

The status of soldiers was too high, so they must not be allowed to have the right to manage downwards, otherwise there would be more oppression.

The management camp was also updated, and a notice was posted to everyone. If there were reporters and it was confirmed to be true, they could get rewards.

However, there were very few people who came to report, which also showed that the ratmen hidden in the dark had not been eliminated.

"If Serin couldn't bear it, a gold stamp punch-in function would be enough."

For ordinary NPCs, it's not worth it.

We can only send more people to strengthen management, anyway, people are not worth money. At the same time, Linde also confirmed that Old Cherry did not have the talent to be the mayor, and he should be replaced.

Lind will rest in Prey Town for a day, waiting for the blacksmiths to make the harness for his calamity warhorse.

With the news of Lind's quick execution during the day, the whole Prey Town became very quiet at night.

But soon there was a panicked sound that broke the silence of the night.

The person who came was Lance's subordinate, a great knight. He first rushed to the Star Dragon Outpost. After learning that Lind had come to Prey Town, he came with a potion.

"Speak slowly, don't be anxious." Lind put on his clothes, pulled a chair, and motioned for the other party to sit down.

"When our people walked near the ghost claw tree, they suddenly heard a strange singing voice." The great knight looked horrified: "Then, we walked uncontrollably in the direction of the sound, and in the end only I escaped, they all died!"

He had encountered the singing voice twice, the first time when he went to the Mad Sage Village with the Undead, and the second time when he formed a team to encircle and suppress the upper black knight.

However, with the mental resistance of the great knight, he successfully escaped.

"What did you see?"

"A lake and a woman's figure, very blurry."