Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 99 Judgment
Viscount Mel drank the amber liquid in the wine glass, handed the goblet to the outstretched hand of the butler, stood up silently and depressed, and prepared to return to his castle.

It used to be the commercial tax office established by his grandfather, which managed the prosperous commercial affairs of the entire Meld City.

But now this building no longer belonged to the Mel family. Even he, the current Viscount Mel, could only sit melancholy in the waiting room set up for commoners in the city lord's hall, recalling the family's glory over and over again.

The head of the city lord's office flatteringly arranged for him a comfortable study room for Viscount Mel to quietly recall the past, but Viscount Mel refused.

Therefore, the head of the lord's office, who deliberately flattered Viscount Mel, could only order someone to prohibit other civilians who needed to wait from entering the waiting room.

Viscount Mel watched this with cold eyes and did not make any statement.

He didn't want to get involved with these stupid guys, but this kind of behavior did maintain the little bit of noble dignity he had left.

After all, sitting in this waiting room where civilians and businessmen were allowed to come in and out, facing the strange eyes of those civilians and businessmen, Viscount Mel would always have the illusion that he had become an old exhibit.

Just as Viscount Mel was walking towards the door of the waiting room, exclamations suddenly came from outside the lord's hall.

The shouting attracted the attention of everyone in the lord's hall. Viscount Mivit looked out, and saw those lowly commoners looking up at the sky in fear.

Viscount Mivit, who was vaguely feeling bad, ordered a private army: "Go outside and see what's going on."

Before the soldiers could answer, a dragon's power suddenly swept across, suffocating the hearts of the people in the lord's hall, and subconsciously stopped breathing for a few seconds.

"Boom--"

The sound of orderly footsteps accompanied by the sound of armor clashing from far to near made Viscount Mivit's heart a little cold.

"Everyone in the lord's hall, immediately stand outside the door for inspection. Anyone who violates the lord's law is deemed to have violated the lord's law and will bear the consequences!"

A jackal yelled coldly in the open space outside the lord's hall.

Before Viscount Mivit could react, the old businessman who bowed his head in fear before him and went to pay the fee immediately ran outside the door, and changed into a blond female swordsman while running.

After regaining consciousness, Viscount Mivit and other people in the lord's hall quickly walked out of the lord's hall.

No one wanted to try the "consequences" that the jackal spoke of.

After leaving the lord's hall, Viscount Mivit saw the old businessman transformed into a blond female swordsman talking beside a huge blue dragon.

Viscount Mivit's heart was beating wildly, making his breathing a little short.

Compared with the dragon descendant of Ron seen in Earl Johnson's mansion, Ron who looks like a real dragon is obviously more frightening.

The majestic and ferocious dragon head, the majestic dragon head, the huge dragon wings, and the body that is more than four meters high when squatting on the ground make people only look up.

Ron didn't disperse the civilians who were both afraid of him and curious about the real dragon lord, he only ordered the gnolls to surround the lord's hall.

A disheveled man who was incontinent due to pain and fear was dragged by two gnolls with chains that passed through his shoulder blades to the gate of the city hall. He had no strength to cry out and could only moan in pain with tears in his eyes.

Viscount Mivit trembled all over, and the surrounding civilians also exclaimed.

The man who was being dragged was the head of the city lord's office, a role that belonged to a big shot in the eyes of the common people.

But now, this big man was dragged before the crowd like an animal waiting to be slaughtered, dripping with filthy yellow liquid and blood.

The staff of the human city hall who was in charge of recording the torture of the wolf man stood up with a pale complexion, holding a few blank papers, and began to read aloud the crimes committed after the torture.

"...Bird Nesser, the director of the City Lord's Office, accepted bribes, linked up with the old nobles, embezzled the land reconstruction funds of the Lord's Hall, collected commercial taxes and residents' taxes privately, seriously hindered the construction of the territory and economic recovery, and illegally sold the land of the Lord's Hall for profit ..."

More than a dozen crimes, large and small, were listed, and the staff who read out at the end shouted: "In summary, Bird Nether is sentenced to hang!"

There was silence all around.

The civilians and businessmen who were watching did not expect that such a big man who was in charge of several viscounty and baronies would be ordered to be executed just like that.

They have seen many big men who violated the laws made by the lord or the kingdom, but when are those big men going to be hanged for breaking the law?

Many civilians finally realized that big shots should be punished for breaking the law.

Viscount Mel stood aside, listening to the charges and the sentence being read out, and calmly glanced at Viscount Mivit who was trembling all over.

The reading staff put the first paper at the end and began to read the content on the second paper.

"The former aristocratic Viscount Harvey Mivitt bribed the officials of the City Lord's Office, manipulated the appointment of the Lord's Office personnel, connected with the City Lord's Office to collect commercial taxes and resident taxes privately, and formed a private army..."

"In summary, Harvey Mivit is sentenced to hang!"

The final sentence drew murmurs from commoners and merchants alike.

They didn't react much when the head of the Lord's Hall was sentenced to hang, because although he was a big man, he was still just a commoner.

But Viscount Mivit was sentenced to be hanged is different, that is a Viscount!
It is unheard of for a nobleman to be hanged without rebellion and without being bewitched by evil spirits!

Especially those businessmen and civilians who were levied extra taxes stared at Viscount Mivit's pale face to relieve their anger, and cursed excitedly in a low voice.

Viscount Mivit's hands and feet were cold, and he was shaking like chaff. He wanted to resist, but he trembled and couldn't make a sound under the cold and bloodthirsty gaze of the wolves.

The Mivit family, who removed him and the collaterals and servants who were inserted into the lord's hall by him, were all sentenced to hang, and all property would be confiscated, and all direct and collateral bloodlines within three generations would be expelled from the country.

Viscount Mivit's heart twitched wildly in anger, fear, and remorse, and then he rolled his eyes in the crowd and fell straight down.

Viscount Mel shook his head with a sneer, and looked at the staff who read out to turn a new page.

"In summary, the sentence is... hanged!"

"Sentenced to hang!"

"Hanging!"

"Hanging!"

"Hanging!"

……

The names of the nobles and their respective crimes were shouted out from the mouth of the announcer one by one, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the final sentence—hanging!
Viscount Mel took a deep breath to soothe his emotions.

Without exception, all the nobles who participated in manipulating the lord's hall were sentenced to hang by the true dragon lord and all their property was confiscated.

He could even imagine the joy and joy on the lord's face when he found out that these nobles had made a mistake.

The only good thing is that my mind is still clear and I didn't participate in it, and my name was not on the trial documents.

(End of this chapter)