The next morning, with the attentive service of the maids, Martin finished washing up and had breakfast. He then planned to go and see how Lucas and others were handling their affairs, and by the way, take a look at the recent changes in Yulong City.
He called Hai Funa and brought a team of castle knights with him, and marched towards Yulong City in a mighty manner.
At this moment in Yulong City, yesterday's chaos has subsided.
Groups of nobles with their heads hung and faces filled with frustration were escorted by the knights of the Order, marching towards the prison.
When the team passed by Martin, some angry nobles cursed at him and even spat at him, behaving extremely rudely.
The captain of the knights who was in charge of escorting the nobles saw this and his face suddenly changed. He rushed to Martin, saluted respectfully with a nervous look, and said, "My lord, I am truly sorry. I will escort these nobles to prison as soon as possible and will never let them offend you again!"
Martin raised his hand to stop him, then patted him lightly on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to be so nervous.
Martin then cast a stern glance at the knights escorting the nobles and said in a deep voice, "Draw out all the nobles who disrespected me just now and execute them here and now!"
When the knights heard the lord's order, they were slightly stunned. After a moment's hesitation, they quickly carried out Martin's instructions.
In an instant, most of the nobles who had been arrogant and domineering just now turned pale with fear and shouted for mercy.
However, Martin turned a deaf ear to this. As the knights raised their swords high, a cold light flashed, and heads fell to the ground one after another.
The civilians and free nobles watching around couldn't help but gasp when they saw this.
This was the first time in the history of Charlemagne's kingdom that nobles were executed on such a large scale in broad daylight.
After all, in the kingdom, the various noble families are intertwined and intermarry with each other, so they will always take some considerations into account when doing things in their daily lives.
Martin watched the knights complete the execution mission, waved his hand calmly, and continued walking towards the city defense camp where Lucas was, leaving behind a group of onlookers who were still immersed in shock and stunned.
At this time, the knight captain quickly came to his senses and ordered the knights to carry the bodies on the ground in an orderly manner. Then he continued to escort the remaining nobles and moved steadily towards the prison.
Martin and his group walked along the street. Wherever they went, both commoners and nobles spontaneously moved to the sides of the road to make way for them.
Among them, those who had just regained their freedom from slavery and became civilians were particularly excited. They stood on both sides of the road, shouting loudly: "Long live the lord!" "The lord will live forever!" "The lord is the best!" All kinds of compliments were heard everywhere.
Martin smiled and waved to the people on both sides of the road in response to their enthusiasm.
His actions made the people more excited and their shouts became louder. For a moment, the whole street was immersed in a warm atmosphere.
Under the strict protection of the castle knights, Martin finally escaped from the enthusiastic crowd and successfully arrived at the city defense camp.
The knights guarding the gate immediately recognized the lord's presence and saluted in unison, shouting in unison: "Loyalty!"
Martin nodded slightly as a response to their respect, and then walked straight into the camp with Hefna.
As for the castle knights, Martin told them to wait outside, after all, the group would be heading somewhere else later.
After entering the city defense camp, Eric, Frost, Lucas and the gem dragon in human form quickly appeared and saluted Martin respectfully.
Martin waved his hand casually and asked bluntly, "How's the situation? Is everything settled?"
Lucas quickly stepped forward and replied, "Master, everything has basically been handled. There's just one person we don't know what to do with."
Martin couldn't help but feel curious when he heard this, and asked, "Tell me, who is this person?"
Lucas answered without hesitation, "It's Malcador, the Speaker of the Royal Capital Council."
Martin's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately asked Lucas to take him to see this person.
Unexpectedly, he caught a "big fish" this time. Martin knew something about Makado's abilities.
Soon, Lucas led Martin towards a room that looked like a guest room.
On the way, Lucas explained to Martin why he had not taken more severe measures against Machado.
It turned out that Malcador's son was usually arrogant and domineering, and he still did his own thing after arriving in the Dragon City.
But Machado himself was completely different. He seemed to have experienced something and had become disheartened. He just stayed at home every day, studying history wholeheartedly and hardly ever left the house.
As they were talking, they unknowingly arrived at the door of the room.
Lucas raised his hand and knocked on the door gently, and a decadent voice came from the room.
Martin didn't hesitate and pushed the door open and walked in. Hefna and Lucas stood outside the door in tacit understanding.
Martin gently pushed open the door and walked into the room, only to see a white-haired old man lying lazily on the bed, holding a wine glass in his hand and drinking red wine in sips.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol, but Martin paid no attention to it. He walked straight to Malcador and called out, "Malcador."
Malcador heard this voice, young yet full of authority, and slowly opened his eyes, looking around with difficulty.
After seeing who it was, he slowly closed his eyes again and said with a hint of sarcasm, "So it's Grand Duke Martin, the Duke of the Western Territory. How come you have time to come and see a half-dead old man like me? What's the matter?"
Martin was not in a hurry. He found a seat and sat down. He said bluntly, "I can pardon your family and guarantee that they will have no worries about food and clothing in the future. But the condition is that you must be loyal to me from the bottom of your heart and serve me. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, Malcador opened his eyes again and looked at Martin carefully.
However, the various changes that had happened to Charlemagne's royal family had already made him disheartened. At this moment, he only wanted to find a quiet place to spend the rest of his life in peace. He really had no interest in the olive branch thrown by Martin.
Seeing his ambiguous attitude, Martin continued to persuade him: "If you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about your grandson."
Having said this, the threat is self-evident.
If Malcador still refuses, the only fate that awaits his family will be a reunion with King Charlemagne in the underworld.
He didn't want to play the trick of visiting the thatched cottage three times. There were many talented people on the mainland.
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