Chapter 1081: Forced Confession (asking for monthly votes)
The apocalyptic scene at the port made everyone present feel cold.
The people of Edin Island were frightened at first, but then they all had the same thought in their hearts: Thank God, it was not me who died.
Seeing the tragedy of death, people will cherish the beauty of being alive.
Lord Rutherford's face was particularly pale. It wasn't until he saw the corpses scattered all over the place in front of him that he realized what kind of terrifying enemy the lich they were facing was.
Thinking about it, two days ago, he led his soldiers to personally besiege this lich, and even saw the shadow of this lich several times.
At the closest moment, he was only a hundred feet away from the lich. If the lich glanced at him at that time, he could be killed with a simple spell.
Thinking of this, City Lord Rutherford couldn't help but touch his neck, feeling a chill on his back and a feeling of fear in his heart.
Then I couldn't help but secretly rejoice that fortunately I was alive and well, with no arms or legs missing.
He wiped the cold sweat from his head, and then looked at the people in Lorraine standing in front of him with a little pride.
Rutherford also knew in his heart: he had performed very well in the past few days. He had been on the front line since the beginning of the incident, personally taking care of the illness to contain the lich and allowing the people to evacuate safely.
What happened later proved that his decision to transfer the people at the first time was extremely correct.
After destroying the port, the Lich began to vent its anger on the residential areas of the island. If it had not been transferred in time, the number of casualties would have increased more than ten times.
If that happens, no matter how good his subsequent work is, the big bosses of the Ruman Empire will still pick off his head without hesitation to make the people angry, even if he tries his best.
As a mid-level official, Lord Rutherford deeply understands the ruthlessness and terror of politics.
None of those big guys are good, they usually have to sell their lives to join them, provide them with good food, drink, wine and meat, and they have to be filial from time to time.
Once something happens, they all stand with their arms folded and watch the joke, and don't expect those grandsons to say a good word for them.
Maybe they will look for an opportunity to add insult to injury and step on them again. They may even kill someone to silence them in order to get rid of the relationship.
So all along, he knew clearly that those grandsons could never be blamed, and in the end everything had to depend on himself.
Therefore, at the first moment of the crisis, the Lord of Rutherford did not think of using the special government speedboat hidden in the cave - the existence of this ship was only known to the Lord of the City and a very few officials.
However, he knew how harsh the Ruman Empire punished officials who escaped from battle, and the consequences would be more serious than if he died here.
And for officials who sacrificed their lives in the line of duty, the Ruman Empire was generous in its praise.
At that time, he was already prepared to die in the line of duty.
Fortunately, he finally survived the crisis. And even more fortunately, all his efforts were noticed by the big shots.
With only cold telegrams and official documents, listing the incident and the number of casualties, the bosses above would only think that he had fulfilled his duties and did a good job in dealing with the crisis, but it was only good, and maybe they would send him a
Order of Commendation.
But don’t think about more.
But now, all his efforts are clearly seen by Catherine and Leo.
Lord Rutherford knew in his heart that this was a great opportunity for him.
You know, City Lord Rutherford is such a hard-working kid - being sent to the island to garrison, away from the prosperous world, in itself shows how hard-working City Lord Rutherford is.
But after Catherine and Leo's personal interview, from now on he will be labeled as a royal confidant. When he mentions it, these two royal members will know: Oh, so and so.
With such a number one person like themselves in their memories, they naturally have to pay more attention to him.
But without this kind of luck, no matter how honest, fair and selfless he, the city lord, is, he will never have a chance to get ahead in his life.
With this kind of luck, even if he just buys a pack of cigarettes for the boss to run errands, in the eyes of the boss, he is a hard-working and hard-working guy who deserves to be cultivated.
Lord Rutherford felt that he should kneel down and thank some gods of light before going to bed at night.
The disaster on Edin Island actually attracted half of the members of the Ruman royal family and His Majesty the Pope, who did not even dare to think of it.
Rutherford was rewarded directly from the top.
Even when visiting the refugees, Catherine gave a pair of jewelry on her body to the wife of the city lord who was serving the refugees.
This determines that the upper-level bureaucracy does not dare to peel off layer after layer, exploit his original credit, and then insert a large group of brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law to come in and steal the credit-this kind of thing they often do, and they will continue to do it.
This alone was enough to make Lord Rutherford feel proud and happy for three days and three nights.
The most important point is that Lord Rutherford himself is still alive, which is the prerequisite for everything.
If he was a little bit unlucky and died on the front line, the empire would naturally not be stingy with praise. He would even be awarded a real noble title posthumously, but this would have nothing to do with him as Lord of Rutherford City.
Just like the unlucky bishop who died, the propaganda department may praise him vigorously, and then organize some activities to learn from Lord Rutherford, calling on everyone to follow Lord Rutherford as an example, and then...
There will be no more.
People will forget him in a short time, and only his wife and children will remember to go to church on the anniversary of his death.
Fortunately, he is still alive and well. Lord Rutherford knows that a bright future is waiting for him. This misfortune for the people of Edinburgh is a great blessing for him.
In order to make up for and eliminate the huge negative impact of the Edin incident, reduce the fear of the people of the entire empire about this incident, and boost the morale of the Ruman people, in accordance with political principles, high-level bosses will definitely vigorously publicize the victory of Edin.
Yes, it’s victory~!
Under the leadership of Rutherford, the chief executive of the imperial government, and under the wise command, the people of Edin Island were resourceful, brave, and fearless in defeating the evil and terrifying Lich.
This is to tell the people of the country that evil undead creatures are nothing to be afraid of. Under the leadership of His Majesty the Great Emperor, we Ruman people will definitely be able to overcome any difficulties, defeat any enemies, and win one victory after another.
To this end, the propaganda department must establish several typical figures and promote them as heroes, as well as the glorious deeds of the people of Edin Island who fought fearlessly.
As for civilian casualties, that is only minor.
As an old politician who has been in politics for more than 20 years, City Lord Rutherford is very familiar with these things.
City Lord Rutherford sincerely thanked the fat bishop in his heart. If it hadn't been for his reminder before his death, he might not have been able to accomplish this task.
"Go with peace of mind, I will ask for credit for you. Why didn't I realize that this fat man is a good person before?" Rutherford thought to himself, then glanced at the deputy behind him, and said to himself: "If I die, probably
This bastard will also say this in his heart, right? Maybe he will also write a gorgeous memorial letter."
At this time, City Lord Rutherford suddenly felt an urge to laugh.
Lorraine didn't know the complex and fierce ideological struggle going on in the heart of the city guard. He kept frowning at the corpses in the port: after so many days and the influence of the lich's black magic, many corpses have been
A foul smell began to emit.
He turned to look at Rutherford and said: "This place must be cleaned up as soon as possible. If it is too late, a plague may occur."
City Lord Rutherford stood up straight at this time and said solemnly: "Yes, sir, please don't worry."
City Lord Rutherford knew that a great achievement was about to fall on his head, but the more times like this, the better he behaved and the more sorrowful expression he showed on his face.
Rutherford had seen too many young people become arrogant after success, and finally fell before the finish line.
If you show any expression of a blessing in disguise, it will be like wasting all your efforts.
Moreover, Rutherford had already thought about how to write this report to the senior management.
Of course, the greatest contributors here are Young Duke Leo and Deputy Commander-in-Chief Lorraine, as well as Dean Lester, the Forbidden Curse Magister. The arrival of Princess Catherine and His Majesty the Pope played a decisive role. Their loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor inspired everyone.
The defenders fought to the end.
To be fair, Lord Rutherford is not a political speculator, nor is he an ambitious man who climbs over the bones of others.
He is just an ordinary person who can't help but be tempted when he sees the benefits.
Lorraine had a good impression of the city lord. At least when it was most dangerous, he led his people to the front line. Among officials, this was already a very rare quality.
Hilmeria was also shocked by the horror that she had never seen before.
She recalled what her father, St. Paul, said before she ascended the throne: "On this road, you will see too many thorns and sufferings."
Hilmeria suppressed the extreme discomfort in her heart, her expression was solemn and kind, and she said softly: "Leave it to me. The Holy See still has experience in doing this kind of thing. The victims need a funeral. The body of the deceased must also be purified,
Otherwise, unpredictable dangers may occur.”
Catherine agreed, nodded and said, "This is best."
Hilmeria said calmly: "Not only that, we also need to conduct a thorough search of the entire island to prevent any hidden dangers."
Rutherford quickly bowed and said respectfully: "I will obey your Majesty's instructions."
The Lich has been active on the island for several days, and no one is sure whether he has any back-up plan, or whether the corpse demon is dead. It is a terrifying undead creature with the ability to devour.
If it still has a breath left, it will be let go with a little negligence, and it will come back to life on the island, then everyone will be guilty.
Mayor Rutherford said: "I will immediately mobilize the labor force of the entire island."
On that day, an entire Edin Island operation was conducted to clean up the remains of the victims in the port.
The broken bodies of thousands of victims were piled into dozens of pyres.
The remaining priests of the Edin Island Temple followed His Majesty the Supreme Pope in fear, purifying the remains of the victims one by one.
In the end, Hilmeria personally presided over the ceremony and held a requiem funeral for the victims across the island.
Leo represented the Rumain royal family and placed the lit torch on the pyre.
For those who died from necromancy, there may be risks in burial or sea burial, and only cremation is the safest method.
In the evening, Edin Island restored its tranquility. While all Edin people were still mourning the dead neighbors, in the war fortress, Lorraine kicked the Lich's phylactery off the ground and watched it crash.
After bouncing off the wall and falling to the ground, he said coldly: "Now, it's time to discuss the issue of this terrorist."
The shiny black Lich's phylactery was as cold as ice, and the brightly lit hall became a bit eerie because of it.
Leo held a short gun in his hand, squatted down and poked the lich's phylactery with the barrel. The metal box engraved with complex patterns did not move at all.
Lester rolled his eyes at Leo and said, "Hey, kid, don't move. This souvenir is mine."
"What's yours and mine," Leo said with a smile on his face, "You and I can still tell the difference so clearly, isn't what's yours mine?"
Leo smiled narrowly and said, "You want it?"
Leo nodded and said, "I'm going to arrest this guy for a public trial and then parade him through the streets."
"It's not impossible to negotiate." Old God Lester said calmly, "Let's see how sincere you are."
Lorraine curled her lips, this old man wanted to rip off people again, these guys are addicted to robbing big households, this unhealthy trend must be stopped.
Lorraine coughed, turned to look at Luolina, and said, "I heard that the wind in front of the Maple Leaf Danlin girls' dormitory is always very strong, especially in summer. How come this wind is also traditional?"
Luo Linna suddenly thought of her previous experience, sneered, pinched her fingers loudly, and said: "Every time after a strong wind, the thunder in front of the boys' dormitory of Maple Leaf Danlin Master Academy is also very loud."
Lorraine smiled and shook her head. It seemed that the female mages of Maple Leaf Danlin had a tradition of electrocuting people, and she was not the only one who had tasted it. Then she said: "I heard that this wind blowing has been around for many years."
Then he looked at Lester with a teasing smile.
Lester's old face turned red. He is now a person of status and status. If Lorraine publicizes the ridiculous things he did when he was young, he will be completely embarrassed.
Lester said cheerfully: "Leo, seeing that you are so sincere, I will give this to you."
"Since you gave it to me so sincerely, I reluctantly accepted it. As we agreed, you gave it to me." Leo blinked at Lester with his big eyes.
Lester smiled bitterly and nodded, this little gangster could always take advantage of him.
Leo smashed the Lich's phylactery with the butt of his gun, turned his head and looked at Lester curiously, and said: "Grandpa, is this guy still alive? You didn't play with him carelessly.
Dead?"
Lester blew his beard and glared: "How is it possible? I had already controlled my power when I cast the spell. I only used 50% of my power. When I caught this guy, I clearly felt that he was still breathing.
Could it be that the attack was really heavy and this guy couldn’t catch his breath?"
Leo pointed his pistol at the Lich's phylactery and shouted loudly: "Listen to the Lich inside, you have been surrounded by me and Xiaobai. Put down your weapons and come out and surrender. Resistance is fruitless."
Xiaobai, as a competent bitch, howled loudly beside him and stared at the lich's life box on the ground with a ferocious expression.
A full five minutes passed and there was no movement at all.
Leo turned to Lorraine, spread his hands, and said, "This guy should be played to death by Grandpa Lester."
"No~!" Lester shouted angrily.
Lorraine looked at Hilmeria. In terms of understanding of dark creatures, Hilmeria is the only one among so many people. The Vatican is professional in this matter.
Hilmeria smiled slightly and watched the old and the young bickering. With Leo as a troublemaker, he would never be bored anywhere.
Hilmeria nodded and said, "I can still feel the breath of the undead."
Lorraine sneered, stood up and kicked the lich's phylactery to Xiaobai's feet, saying, "Xiaobai, crush it for me."
"Ouch~!" Xiaobai raised his nose and howled, raised his eighty-yard foot, and stepped towards the iron box.
"No~!" A hollow voice suddenly sounded. The speaker seemed to be extremely weak, and the voice was weak.
Lorraine snapped her fingers and asked Xiaobai to step away, saying: "It's okay, don't pretend to be dead."
Lester clapped his hands and said: "Let me tell you, the Lich is actually the most afraid of death. The lightning arrows I used couldn't explode his life box."
Once a very faint transparent figure slowly emerged from the Lich's phylactery, through his figure, one could even see the mural on the wall behind.
Lorraine frowned and took a closer look to see clearly that he was a skinny, bald old man with a hunched body like a shrimp and a messy goatee on his chin, which fit the traditional image of a mage with a slovenly appearance.
The shadow was silent for a moment, and said slowly in a weak and hollow voice: "I can only maintain my image for a few minutes with the remaining strength. If you have anything to say, it's best to say it quickly."
Lorraine leaned back in her chair, looked at him carefully with squinted eyes, laughed, and said: "Xiao Bai, crush him."
Xiaobai grinned, faithfully prepared to carry out Lorraine's order, and stepped on the Lich's life box.
In fact, it is impossible for Xiaobai's strength to break through this metal box, but the lich does not dare to take this chance.
"Wait a minute..." The shadow of the lich shouted in panic: "You can say whatever you want, I will listen to you, please don't do this."
Lorraine waved her hand to ask Xiaobai to step away and said: "Usi Peter, right? I think you already understand your current situation.
Don't negotiate conditions with us, you no longer have the qualifications, the only thing you can do now is to please me, and I might spare your life when I am happy."
Just like Lester said, lichs are extremely afraid of death.
They are not afraid of physical death. The body is just a tool to them. If it is destroyed, they will replace it with a fresh one.
What they fear is real death, having their phylacteries opened and their souls dissipated.
Usipeter's shadow stared at Lorraine, was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Okay, you won. What do you want to know?"