You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

Such a grand ceremony naturally attracted many ordinary people to watch the fun. After discovering that those kneeling in the square were all important figures, more and more people gathered, and soon it was so packed that no one could get in.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost tense, Iori stood up and briefly read out several charges against the governor, including treason, corruption, and murder. The governor, with a pale face, confessed to everything, causing an uproar on the spot!

The people were in an uproar. They had suffered a lot of oppression in the past, and now they saw the prefect was about to fall, so they were naturally very excited, and shouts and curses rose one after another.

The officials looked at each other, their legs trembling, and no one dared to say anything:

Although they didn't know what the conflict was between the minister and the prefect, they judged the minister by themselves... They thought that the minister would not mind killing a few more people, so they must not show up at this time!

In addition, no one doubted whether the mastermind behind the scenes was the minister. After all, it was Sheila who was leading the team. What was there to think about with such obvious facts?

When the people's shouting subsided a little, Iori waved his hand and ordered his men to suppress the governor, or the assassin Chelsea, and then brought up several other main criminals.

They are all accomplices of the prefect, some are from the underworld and some are from the white world. They "manage" the city for the prefect on weekdays, and no one knows how many evil things they have done.

Iori did not hesitate. After the verdict was announced, he decisively ordered the beheading of all these people. The gushing blood made the officials silent, but the people were extremely excited, and many of them even shouted their throats out!

That afternoon, after counting the stolen money in the prefect's mansion, Iori took out half of it, and then personally took charge and ordered the samurai to distribute this part of the property to the residents of the city.

The blood on the execution ground had not yet dried. Under the management of hundreds of warriors with swords, the scene of distributing money was orderly. A few fearless scoundrels who acted like bullies were decisively taken down, and everyone was in awe.

Looted items are returned to the owners first, and those that cannot be proven to have ownership are temporarily sealed. Large amounts of gold coins are distributed more evenly to citizens based on the principle of giving priority to the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

The officials present looked at each other in bewilderment, and some even couldn't help but secretly rejoice:

They thought the general was too naive to make such a farce. What would Minister Ernest think of publicly distributing the money to the people? And you won't stay here to take over as governor. When you leave, won't the money be ours?

How naive! This is not the way to win people’s hearts. He is really just a fool!

——Iori glanced at the officials coldly. He could guess what these people were thinking... As long as there was no local purge, this could not be stopped.

Generally speaking, this kind of behavior of killing corrupt officials and dividing the money can only have the greatest effect if the people are stationed here for a long time and are deeply beneficent to the people. Iori does not have this condition, so he appears very naive on the political level.

But Iori is not a politician, and he has no intention of following the normal line of struggle for hegemony, and "Aka Kill" is not a normal world!

As long as the money is distributed, Iori's "goal" will be achieved. Sooner or later, it will be effective, and it is by no means a useless move!

Every citizen received a certificate which clearly stated that the money was compensation from the court and was legal income, so they did not need to pay taxes again.

Interestingly, in addition to the official seal, the certificate was signed with a strange blue symbol, which was said to be the word "soul" from the East. It was the personal seal of the general.

As a result, the whole city was in jubilation, as if the New Year was overflowing with joy everywhere.

The mark of the soul and the name of the "Masked General" also spread among the people...

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"That's amazing... The Revolutionary Army has also held public trials and distributed property to the people, but every time there were various problems and none of them were successfully completed... Look, their joy comes from the heart, which is completely unseen in other parts of the empire."

Nadezhda and Akame were also in the city this time and watched Iori's actions throughout, their faces filled with disbelief.

The black-haired girl asked directly, "How did you do it?"

“Fair, just and open!”

Iori was brief and to the point: "The crimes must be judged fairly, and no deals or compromises can be made with the governor in advance. The property must be publicly counted, and cannot be distributed privately. Money must be distributed fairly, and only the local young and powerful can be won over."

"Amazing...it's really that simple?" Chi Tong seemed to understand.

"..."

Nadezhda knew a little more, but she couldn't help but shake her head.

Iori has his own team of only more than 200 people. He can fully control each of his subordinates, thus ensuring fairness and justice in the execution process.

But it is almost impossible for the revolutionary army to learn from him... Apart from anything else, the revolutionary army is a mixed bag, with different backgrounds and styles of doing things. Why should they act according to your rules?

But Najeta was unwilling to admit the shortcomings of the revolutionary army, and pointed out a problem with gritted teeth: "But if you do this, once your reputation spreads, won't it arouse the suspicion of the ministers?"

"If you want to doubt me, then doubt me." Iori smiled. "I don't plan to continue to rise in the imperial system. The title of general is enough for me. What does it matter if the minister doubts me?"

He acted very calmly and was indeed fearless.

If he did this seven or eight times, his reputation would probably cover the entire empire. Then everyone would know that the "Masked Shogun" was the conscience of the empire and a hero who stood on the side of the people - Iori's goal would be achieved.

After all, he himself has superior martial power and does not need to worry about the ministers' reactions. Besides, the ministers have received the money, so they should be content!

If you piss him off, he'll just flip the table over on you. Anyway, you'll have both righteousness and reputation!

"…But you are not a local civil servant after all. You can't stay here forever."

Nadezhda said seriously: "When you are here, naturally no one dares to do anything small, but if you leave, can these people keep the money they got?"

"Maybe I can keep it, maybe I can't." Iori shrugged.

"Don't you care at all?" Nadezhda frowned. "What you worked so hard for could be destroyed by those bugs overnight!"

"You seem to really want to see me fail."

Iori looked at Nadezhda with a half-smile: "Why, did what happened today touch your sensitive spot?"

"Well..." Nadezhda kept silent.

"In fact, I already knew that there would be people who would covet the money in the hands of the people. After all, in the eyes of some people, ordinary people are just objects to be exploited... Not to mention the imperial officials, the revolutionary army may also be like this in the future."

"No, I don't believe that!" Nadezhda denied flatly.

"...I hope so." Iori smiled awkwardly and didn't intend to argue with her.

"But if you don't care, why do you go out of your way to give money? Wouldn't that be meaningless?"

"Is it meaningless? I don't think so."

Iori looked at the jubilant people below and asked faintly, "How do you think they will feel when the compensation they received is taken away by others?"

"...Angry?" Nadezhda thought, "Want to overthrow the empire?"

"No!"

Iori said firmly: "They will miss me!"

"—!"

Nadezhda slowly opened her eyes. She finally figured out one thing. Combined with how Iori got into the military system, a terrible guess emerged in the female general's mind:

Could it be that the man in front of me is the most ambitious person?

What he wants is not just power, but a more direct existence - the "hearts" of the people!

"You are such a... scary man~"

Nadezhda suddenly relaxed and looked at Iori with admiration and fear. For some reason, even though she knew Iori's ambition, she unexpectedly did not feel disgusted.

Because unlike ordinary ambitious people, Iori's appearance is a good thing for the people...

"But maybe it's people like you who can really change the world!"

Gradually, Nadezhda's eyes showed an inexplicable complex look——

Akahime, who was standing a little behind, blinked and looked back and forth between Nadezhda and Iori. The female killer was rarely shaken.

what happened?

Sisters, does anyone understand why my female boss would be so "affectionate" towards my male friend?

Volume 55: White Moonlight of the Seireitei: Chapter : Iori: Well said, but I cheated

"All the money has been given to the poor. What a sin!"

In the luxurious manor, Minister Ernest was sitting at one end of a long dining table, biting a thick steak desperately as if to vent his anger, as if he wanted to transfer all his dissatisfaction to it.

"Rebellious son! How dare you do such a thing! Idiot! Is he really my Ernest's son?"

“Minister, it is said that the person who led this matter was not Master Xila, but his general named Yi Zang.”

"What, Izo?" Ernest's eyes rolled. "That man... a foreign warrior, didn't he say that he only cared about his sword? This doesn't seem like something a murderer would do."

A tall and thin man with obvious muscular lines was reporting the situation to the minister. He was a member of the "Four Rakshasa Ghosts" and was born in the martial arts holy land, the Imperial Fist Temple. Although he was not an imperial weapon user, he had the same level of strength.

"This Yi Zang's identity is also very suspicious. After all, he has never shown his face. He said he saved Master Xila, but the Revolutionary Army headquarters is heavily guarded. How could it be that easy? Maybe the Revolutionary Army sent someone to impersonate him just to get close to Master Xila and you!"

"That makes sense..."

Ernest nodded, but he became distressed again: "But I personally recommended him to the emperor, and now he is immediately called a traitor... And Sheila is too close to him, willing to be treated as a toy... Is that kid my biological child?"

"Minister, you can still have another child."

"That's right."

Ernest nodded, without any regard for the father-son relationship, and made a decisive decision.

"I can't let others say that my son is a traitor. Kill them quietly. You four Rakshasa ghosts will do this."

"understand!"

"But then again..."

Ernest thought of the property that was sent to his house, and his eyes rolled again.

"Wait until they've been struggling for a while before taking it down."

"Hmm? Minister, what do you mean?"

"Humph! If they hadn't been causing trouble, I wouldn't have known about it. It turns out these bastards have been cooking the books!"

Ernest was like crazy: "My money! This is all my money! I only got one million, they got two million, and they want me to thank them!"

"Uh... I see."

This man had followed the minister for a long time, so he naturally understood Ernest's thoughts.

It's very simple. Iori's current practice is just to raid the homes of local chief officials. He has not purged the bureaucratic system itself. The ruling power of the empire has not been affected. The worst that can happen is that a new governor will be replaced.

There is no shortage of people who want to be officials under Ernest, so he can take this opportunity to replace them with a group of people he is more satisfied with and strengthen his control over the local area. If doing so will cause dissatisfaction among his subordinates, then he will just throw Sheila out.

You see, this was all their fault. In order to protect our common interests, I even killed my own son!

——That’s Ernest’s only son, and considering his age, he’s almost a member of a different generation. Such a letter of allegiance is definitely enough.

"Money is such a good thing... Those bastards made so much money behind my back, it's time to pay it back." Ernest picked his ear. "By the way, tell the nobles in the capital that I have a batch of official positions for sale. Ask who is interested."

"Yes, Minister."

The two of them discussed the plan and smiled brightly.

——At the other end of the table, Iori also showed the same smile.

He caused trouble outside during the day, and used [Shangri-La] to transfer back to the imperial capital at night, moving around in the form of a spirit, openly observing Ernest's reaction, and then based on the minister's plan, he formulated his own action plan.

Not only in the imperial capital, he even placed transfer marks at the headquarters of the revolutionary army!

Iori has the upper hand in both military power and intelligence, and can use his imperial tools to freely travel around. At the critical moment, he can even overturn the table and kill Ernest directly, and join the revolutionary army on the spot.

How can I lose when a dragon hits my face?!

That's why Iori is so unscrupulous!

Ernest, the old fox, probably never thought that there would be a cheater like Iori. The conventional routines don't work at all~

He felt that distributing money to the poor was a sin, and that the rule of the empire would not be affected, but he didn't know with what attitude Iori was playing this game of hegemony.

Iori never wanted to win people's hearts or manage territory. He just wanted to create a big enough sensation and let his name spread quickly throughout the empire.

This is not advisable in a normal hegemony in troubled times, but it is the most efficient for Iori, because what he wants is always "fame". Then it will be sublimated into a legend, changing the collective cognition of the people, and then gaining the painting style value!

As for governing the country and maintaining peace in the world, once his style value rises, he can deal with Esdeath and the guardian mecha, and suppress the world with extraordinary military force like the first emperor. These problems can be solved naturally!

In the final analysis, this is not a normal world, but a magical world where top strong men can fight against an army of 400,000 alone!

【CG included】

[Imperial General·Eagle Watches Wolf]

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Eagle-eyed and wolf-like? I don't like this word. Sooner or later, I will change it to General Tiance!

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"Former member of the Imperial Navy, reporting here under orders!"