Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Strafburg was lost.

The troops of Burning Ember Kingdom poured into the city, marching in neat steps, quickly occupying important places such as the armory and the Duke's Palace in the city, and took control of the entire city with ease.

Strafburg is indeed the largest city in the North. Even during closed wartime, there were nearly 70,000 people living in the city.

"Tempus on top"

“This place is really ruined”

"I hope these monsters won't cause any tragedy."

"Well, those are the descendants of the evil dragon. Haven't you read the "Book of Burning Embers"?"

"God, who can come to save us?"

The citizens closed their doors and windows tightly, staying at home uneasily, envious of the people who had left, and speculating on the dragon's promise.

The city seemed to be shrouded in haze, and muffled whispers echoed throughout the city.

Some players who joined in the fun also began to "explore" the city. They rummaged around in the streets, and some even fell into the sewer, and were eventually arrested by the accompanying Overseer.

However, soon, the well-trained tieflings followed the order and started knocking on doors.

"Don't, don't kill us!"

"Don't hurt them, I surrender!"

"In accordance with the kingdom's order, please go to the assembly square."

During this period, there were not many bloody conflicts, but many city residents were frightened.

People were forced out of their homes, anxious and anxious, praying that they could survive the dragon's tyranny.

"He, what are they going to do?"

"Are these devils trying to eat people?"

"No, no, are you giving us to the red dragon to cook a delicious meal?"

Before they finished speaking, the sound of shaking spread throughout the city, and people raised their heads in horror and looked at the same place.

"boom!"

I saw a huge red dragon body falling from the sky, crushing the tall city wall, causing countless rubble to fall from it.

This majestic city wall, which is enough to make the frost giants look up and sigh, is like a toy made of paper in front of the red dragon. If you are not careful, it may collapse.

Cassius carefully climbed up the tallest tower, opened his mouth and let out a long roar, which temporarily overwhelmed all the noise in the city.

Countless pairs of fearful eyes looked from bottom to top towards this huge existence.

"Humanity, the North has perished."

"In the name of the King of Ember, I hereby declare that the oppression of you by the nobles of the North for thousands of years is over."

"Recognize the situation clearly. The 100,000 coalition troops in the North have been completely wiped out. The Kingdom will bring you a new order. You will enter a new century without the extravagant lust and decadent rule of the North's nobles."

"Finally. The public trial is about to begin. Enjoy it."

Along with a gust of wind, Cassius waved his broad wings and suddenly flew into the sky, and then disappeared with the distortion of space.

The tower under him was still overwhelmed, and collapsed with a loud noise, leaving only a ruin filled with smoke and dust.

"public trial?"

"what is that?"

"Oh my God, how could there be such a giant dragon?"

People exclaimed.

The citizens of the city had not yet recovered from the shock just now, and they were holding their chests and gasping for air, but their hearts were full of doubts.

This dragon hardly looks like a brutal conqueror.

You must know that this is an era where "wars pass like combs". Even if the Bosque family's army passes through their own city, some robbery and coercion will inevitably happen. They have long been accustomed to this.

However, the tiefling army that entered the city as "conquerors" did not do anything extraordinary and seemed to be in good order.

So what exactly are they going to do?

Sacrifice?

The people of Strafburg had not heard of the term "show trial."

The words of the red dragon made the citizens of Strafburg, who had been under the propaganda of the Bosk family all year round, regard the Kingdom of Burning Ember as a magical lair full of monsters, extremely confused.

But soon, they were able to understand.

Under the supervision of tieflings, people gathered in various squares uneasily, making bursts of noise.

"What exactly are they going to do?"

"Hopefully I can survive."

"Keep your voice down, that ogre is watching you!"

Surrounded by tiefling guards, Metrorash stepped onto the high platform covered by cloth and said in a deep voice:

"The public trial is about to begin. Please keep quiet for now. It's not time for you to speak yet."

His voice is not loud, but it can be heard throughout the audience with the help of several black boxes.

"boom!"

The tiefling soldiers guarding the surrounding area fired their guns into the sky, making deafening noises.

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and the square of tens of thousands of people fell into silence.

"very good."

Metrolash nodded slightly and winked.

The tiefling guards on both sides of the high platform immediately understood and took off the huge curtain covering the high platform.

Suddenly, the crowd started to stir again. They couldn't help but widen their eyes and burst into uncontrollable exclamations.

"How can it be!"

"I must have read it correctly."

"That, that's——"

"Enter Tempus—that's the Marquis of Horace!"

I saw several tall wooden frames on the high platform, and a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes was tied tightly to them.

His upper body was naked, his head lowered, and his body was covered in blood, making him look particularly embarrassed.

It turned out to be the eldest son of Grand Duke Leo, Marquis Horace Bosk!

It was hard for the people present to be so shocked.

The great man who they had previously had difficulty in contact with and was extremely noble was now tied to a wooden frame like a prisoner, and there was no sign of the noble lion blood flowing in his body.

Medorash looked around at the people's reactions, smiled with satisfaction, and took out the documents he had prepared for a long time.

"Very good, I believe you can recognize that this is the eldest son of Leo Bosk, the former Marquis of the Principality of Bosk - Horace Bosk."

"He is a war criminal with extremely heinous crimes, one of the main initiators of the war, and the main person in charge of the "Great Collection", and the brewer of countless tragedies."

"And today, it is up to everyone present to judge his crimes."

The crowd was boiling again, and their faces of all kinds were full of disbelief, and they even suspected that all this was a dream.

Trial?

Decide on the charges against Horace Bosk?

It was unthinkable to let a group of commoners judge the behavior of the former marquis, and it could even cause their worldview to collapse.

"That's Marquis Holleren"

"Who dares to judge him?"

"Yes."

"What if he is released in the future, won't the person who spoke be in trouble?"

There were mixed discussions, but no one dared to try.

People have long been accustomed to the high and mighty nobles of the North, and they dare not challenge them easily even if the opportunity is in front of them.

In the captive team below the stage, Viscount Luton looked at the marquis on the high platform and scanned the crowd of people who were talking - he saw the sinister intentions in the seemingly ridiculous behavior of the Kingdom of Burning Embers.

They want to completely destroy the nobles of the North!

Not only physically, but also spiritually, and even culturally, to eradicate the bloodline that has ruled the North for thousands of years!

Viscount Luton's face was pale, his purple lips trembled, and his whole body began to weaken.

"They."

"They dared to do this. This, this is to dig up our roots" (End of this chapter)