Chapter VII Military Hall!

"P" There is no sunshine in the sky in the early morning, dark clouds gather in the distance, the gloomy and depressing breath presses on the capital of Sparta, and the crowds whisper in the streets. Yesterday, an appalling thing happened. The third-class sacrificial Ratte was killed by Crimson Song at Gusrabo's house! Scarlet song ah, the streets and alleys even three-year-old toddlers will be scared to cry when they hear this name, because this name represents ruthlessness and killing, and belongs to the most terrible assassin organization in Xuanyuan Empire! However, the identity of Late who was killed and the forces he relied on behind him are the existence that even the emperor's family must respect and sacrifice to the temple! A dynasty contributed to the Terran, bearing the brunt of the conquest with other foreign empires, not for fame and fortune, money, but for guarding the lofty temple of the Terran Sacrifice the sacrifices that come out of the temple, everyone admires them, and their good nature is recognized by all civilians, unlike the sacred sticks that are abducted and profited for the so-called preaching of faith They gather strength, justice and guardianship for a lifetime, believe in the highest guardianship, and sacrifice once they walk in the imperial world, they must be to save the poor and the dying, so their status and image are deeply imprinted in everyone's mind There are two middle-aged women in the street, their faces are sad, their hands are clasped tightly, and they look at the cloudy sky "Good Ratet sacrifice, you died too unjustly! Damn crimson song, you will be sanctioned by the empire! Or the third young master of the Gusrabo family, you are the curse star! I curse you! Curse you! Draw a circle and curse you!" Middle-aged women with skinny body and haggard face have vicious mouths, Constant curses, People passing by can only shake their heads and sigh when they hear it. Late is really a good sacrifice, When he was old, he came to live in the imperial city of Sparta from a young age. Treat civilians as sacrifices, and never charge civilians any penny. Even if they argue, they only take some cheapest things as expenses. Not only that, but when he buys things on the street, he always counts money clearly and does not covet any petty gains. He has a saying that goes deep into the hearts of civilians "As a healing sacrifice, when performing my duties, you are all kind bad karma people. I am a person who has been instructed by God to save you. Money is optional for me. As long as you can smile and say hello to me when passing by, this is the best return for me." "A smile is the best reward. To what extent is this a kind sacrifice?" Of course, sacrifice is also to eat, civilians are treated free of charge, and those with high status are charged, and the higher the status, the higher the cost. This is the established rule of sacrifice temple, and all sacrifices must be followed. However, it was such a kind sacrifice who died in Gusra Bo's home. At this moment, even if there is a general of Spartan Empire in the Gusrabo family, Civilians are also constantly criticizing, There is no lack of fierce abuse, Gusrabo's servant walking on the road was criticized by many parties on this day. There are even stalls selling vegetables and meat that do not accept any Gusrabo servants to buy things. Finally, Masi, the head of Gusrabo's family, went into a rage and could only order servants to disguise themselves to buy food. After all, hundreds of people in Gusrabo's family have to eat, and they can only endure it when they are angry This day is destined to be an extraordinary day. From the front door of Gusra Bo's house, three teams of ten people were welcomed Military hall! Spartan Imperial Punishment Gate, Responsible for all kinds of murders, Strong, rape, theft, The military department of corruption, corruption and other crimes, The team of thirty people arrived early in the morning, Every soldier's face is decorated very solemnly. Facing the Gusrabo family, they did not choose to rush hard, but sent someone in to inform. After all, this is the residence of a territorial general, representing the dignity of a general. As a military hall, most of them were promoted from the territorial barracks and more or less took care of by Gusrabo For other aristocratic families, such as grasshoppers, they have surged in, so we should catch them first! Madame Gusrabo was not dressed today, even in a simple blue dress, and went out with Marcy, the servant in charge of the humble family, without any other servants. This was Madame Gusrabo's instruction. Because it was not a good thing, why should we make great fanfare and go to trial in the military hall? She only hoped that Mistress would not be harmed. Mrs. Gusrabo knew better than anyone what was going on in the military hall, because her brother was a member of the military hall, and often heard rumors about them in the mouth of her husband and brother, and thought that his brother was an empire. . . . . The people of the military hall, in the heart can not help but breathe a sigh of relief, just last night she wrote a letter sent to the military hall overnight, hoping that his brother can come forward. . . . . . . . Today, Li, the third young master, looks very pale. Perhaps yesterday gave him an indelible impression. I don't know if I can get through the trial in the military hall today. In fact, he has no bottom in his heart. This is a cruel fact for any twelve-year-old teenager who is upright and young and enters the flower season. "Is it really okay as you said?" The third young master muttered and asked The voice in my mind seems to have hesitated for a long time before speaking "According to what I said, it can work according to the imperial law, but our situation is quite special. Sacrifice exists above all the imperial laws of the Terran, and the crimson song ignores the existence of the imperial law. One overrides the other and ignores it. It is not acceptable to the military hall." The third young master looked bitter like absinthe, pressed down his tone and sank: "I didn't do it. I believe the people in the military hall won't do anything to me. Besides, my mother testified to me." "You are wrong." "I was wrong there? Isn't it?" Although the third young master knows that he is young, he is still smart, and some military halls are influenced by his ears. The military halls of Sparta Empire are still fair. This man said wrong, can't the military hall embarrass itself? "The military hall of the Spartan Empire is naturally fair, but this justice is aimed at whom. As a military hall, they must establish an image of unsubstantiated selflessness to win the hearts of the people. As an aristocrat, they will naturally not miss any opportunity to put down a general. After all, many people are eyeing their father's status." The third young master was very unhappy to hear that this man called his father his father, because he became more and more sure that this guy was not lying to himself at all "Are you saying that someone will target my father with this incident?" The voice sneered, and it was extremely grim. The third young master felt numb and went outside the gate. When three ten-member teams saw the third son of Gusrabo's family, they immediately stepped on their feet. A team leader came out and politely said to Mrs. Gusrabo, "Madam, we will take the third young master there." Mrs. Gusrabo sadly took the third young master's hand and said, "Don't be afraid, your uncle is also in the military hall, and it will be fine." The third young master nodded and smiled: "Mother don't worry, I believe I will be fine." Then, under the leadership of thirty people, they marched with heavy footsteps to the empire. . . When the military hall went, the third young master suddenly looked back at Mrs. Gusrabo by the gate, and he couldn't bear it Hands curled up tightly, secretly cheered: "Mother, I will not trade with the crime of greed anyway, even if I die!" After yesterday's events and the demon events before, the third young master has matured from a timid and carefree family child. Of course, this is only the first step to maturity. For another man, the so-called Li himself 30 years later, the third young master still has a long way to go, and the first difficulty of greed has just begun. ", p"