The middle-aged man may have been reluctant to speak out, but he heard about Marin's problem, so in shame, he finally came to Marin and begged for judgment and gifts from Marin.

Therefore, when he committed suicide by swallowing his gun, no one could understand what was going on here. Even the brave boy just thought that the count was shattered by Marin's reputation and eventually took his own death.

The young man was wondering, because this matter was not the most important thing to do. - you said he encouraged the army, but he had the title of marshal; you said he forced the nobles to commit suicide, but everyone present looked at the deceased willingly to die.

And Marin would not give them this opportunity, he walked towards the top of the collapsed city wall.

The Chaos did not give Marin a chance, they had already collided. Instead of taking them to the damn Chaos like his soldiers, Marin turned around and looked down.

The young soldiers were making way. In Marin's eyes, they were covered in dust and smelly. A young man who was not as smelly as a prince led his subordinates to him.

"Daniel, you failed to fulfill your agreement with me." Marin welcomed the young man with peace.

Even though the latter had a bandage on his head, his hair was shaved, and there were blood stains on it.

Faced with Marin's problem, the young man lowered his head with shame: "I'm sorry, sir, I messed up all this."

"I have a few questions now. I want the prince, please give me an answer." Marin walked down the ruins, and he came to the young man, eager to get the answer.

"You are not qualified to question our prince." An old nobleman stood up.

This made Marin shake his head: "Where is old Constantine and Marshal Sergei, why didn't I see our two marshals?"

"Martin Konstantin died in Spursk. Marshal Sergei took his hometown's 13th regiment to block the chaos of pursuit when he retreated to Merno... Our sharpshooter team went to that battlefield to search, but could not find Marshal Sergei's body... and only found his badge."

No one dared to answer Daniel and his staff, only Sudel stood up and handed a broken badge to Marin.

Marin was silent. Although these two old guys had their own shortcomings, in terms of military terms, they had the same view as Marin, that is, only a powerful army could face the chaos invasion. For this reason, they gave Marin a lot of green lights when Marin was training his army.

They died like this, unknown, unknown and unknown.

Marin sighed, and he turned his head to look at Sudel: "Have you said anything else, your marshals?"

"Marson Constantine said I'm sorry, he failed to fulfill his agreement with you." The voice from the outside made Marin turn his head. He saw Link. The young man had broken left arm and had just bandaged the wound. Two soldiers with medical officer armbands were followed behind him.

"Where is your brother." Marin frowned.

"...I died in battle. My brother died on the defense line with our regiment a week ago." Speaking of this, the young man was no longer stubborn on his face. He lowered his head and big tears fell down his face.

"...Where is Marshal Sergei, has he explained anything to anyone?" Marin looked at the audience.

This time, the Prince Daniel spoke: "Master Sergey asked me to tell you... He wanted to take all the mistakes on himself, and he wanted me to tell you that all this was because he and Marshal Constantine failed to take good care of us waste young people."

At the end of the conversation, the young man also shed tears: "I'm sorry, sir, I failed to fulfill Marshal Sergei's final order."

"...Are you guilty?" Marin spoke.

"Sincere, you, I am indecisive, I believe in the false words. I failed to seriously consider the suggestions given to me by the heads of the regiment and the Joint Staff NPC. If I could choose not to fight Chaos in Spurpsk, but to fight and retreat, we would not have suffered such great losses. I... I have been wrong too much, Your Excellency." The prince tried his best to control himself, and Marin did not put pressure on him - a prince who could clearly recognize his mistakes after failure, speak in an orderly manner, and most importantly, he did not say the bad ideas given to him by his friends.

This is very important. As a leader, he did not attribute his mistakes to his staff, and did not shirk responsibility. It was his way of survival. Because of this, Marin did not convict him in the end - young people have the right to make a mistake once, and no one is born a war god. Daniel clearly understood his mistakes, so this time he would not die of sin.

But if he doesn't die, there will always be someone responsible for the death of so many warriors, so Marin turned his head and looked at the old nobleman.

"What about you, are you guilty?"

The old noble knelt down: "I, I live a life of extravagance and debauchery during the most difficult time of the battle. I am guilty, Lord Marin..." At the end of the speech, the old man raised his head: "I, I am willing to enter the atonement camp, and I use the blood of chaos and my own life to wash away the sins on my body."

"No problem." Marin nodded in agreement.

The crime that the old man mentioned seemed to Marin to destroy him with a gun, but considering that the atonement camp is more suitable for a sinful life and he himself brought it up in public, why not let this sinful soul wash his sin with the blood of chaos and his life as he said?

This time, there were whispers around. This time, many extraordinary people were present. Of course, they could see the abnormality in Marin's body. Even if they felt guilty, Mr. Marin could not have made these nobles turn back in just one sentence.

Of course, no one thought about the gods. After all, it was not surprising that Lord Marin, as a legendary wizard, knew the magical techniques, and his physical strength made the legendary barbarians feel ashamed. Therefore, soon soldiers knelt down on one knee in succession, and they saluted a legendary Lord who could seek justice for them.

"Who said that the soldiers can solve the problems that can be solved by shells." Marin looked at the staff.

A young staff officer knelt down on the spot.

"Are you guilty?" Marin looked at the young man, who was crying bitterly. He shook his head desperately, and at the same time desperately denied it with his mouth.

He is really a little bastard who speaks right and wrong.

Thinking of this, Marin reached out to hold his hand with a slight grip, and the young man immediately handed his neck to Marin's hand.

"I remember you, the boy from the Camillan family. I also rented your ships and asked them to transport shells and bullets from Fort Carter. Where did the shells go."

"I, we have lost 30% of the floaters! The excess shells were sold to the Eastern Kingdom!" The boy continued to speak out while crying.

Marin laughed, and he looked at Sudel beside him, and Sudel also laughed. He cooperated with Marin with a very rare joke: "To be honest, yours, it is at least better to sell it to the Eastern Kingdom than to Chaos."

"I think so too." After saying that, he pushed the young man away. Marin took the kettle handed over by Sudel, washed his hands with water, and handed his hand to Harsan who was walking over. The young man had wounds on his face, but he seemed to be in great spirits.

"You know what I want, right?" Marin asked with a smile.

"Of course, sir." After Harsan said, he took out the revolver from the holster at his waist, then turned it back and handed it to Marin.

Marin turned around and pointed the gun at the young man. The latter was wailing and struggling to leave Marin's side, but his hands and feet did not unite their thoughts. Therefore, in the end he got closer and closer to Marin. Half of his face was full of regret and pain, while the other half looked the most pious.

"I am guilty, sir, my sin needs to be defeated by death." After saying that, he grabbed the stone slab on the ground with one hand and continued to fight against his feet, and extended his five fingers with the other hand and handed it to Marin.

Marin turned the gun backwards and handed the gun to the young man.

"Remember what you said, the boy from the Camillan family." Marin lowered his eyes at this moment.

The latter raised his gun and pressed the muzzle on his right temple. He was crying and surviving, pulling the trigger without any nostalgia. The next second, a body that had lost its life fell into the pool of blood he created.

Then Marin continued to look at the staff officers: "Who still has the crime?"

All these young men knelt down.

Most of the people were scared, and only the number six people were real. Marin could feel that many innocent young people were really scared by Marin. They were really guilty and had to go through a will appraisal. These scared boys did not appraisal, so that they knelt faster than those who were really guilty.

Marin had to point out the six really guilty guys one by one.

The first one is Marshal Constantine's nephew. Marin really doesn't want this family to die again today, but all this always depends on his sins. So as soon as Marin spoke, the guy told him all about his sins.

There are quite a lot of charges, such as when you first steal someone else's beer, steal the canned fish from the supplies and feed the cats, and see that the little girl in the medical team is cute and thinks about it (of course he has the courage, and he doesn't even have the courage to force his hands). Then he went all the way to Spursk and Marshal Constantine asked him to escape before he died in battle, and he said he really ran away.

"I, I actually watched my uncle die in battle and I still live a life of silence... Your Excellency! I deserve to die! I, I still have sins!"

Looking at the gray boy in the detection camp in front of him, he wanted to waste each other's time, Marin raised his kick and kicked him over, then looked at the military police: "You drag him away and put him in a lockdown for seven days."

Two large and round dwarf women walked out of the military police, grabbed the boy from the left and right and walked into the city - I thought the confinement room should be there too.

Although Lieutenant Langton said so much, he didn't look like a truly guilty guy at all.

If it is considered a crime to steal beer, steal cans to feed cats, and if you can't stand firm when you see a girl, Marin would be afraid that all the unlucky guys present would be put into the confinement room.

The only reason why Marin put the kid in the lockdown was simple - he was talking too much.

As for Marshal Constantine letting this kid go, he definitely did not want the younger generations in the family to die with him, so his escape behavior cannot be considered a crime even if it is because of timidity.

Of course, the most important reason is his detection camp, which is just gray, neutral and a little confusion. If this kid had a little purple color, Marin would not spare him.

Then there was the second one. When the man heard Marin clicking his name, he immediately crawled over: "Your Excellency! I am guilty! I shot a black gun on my colleague!"

Good guy! Shooting black guns!

Marin came to his spirit: "Why did you do this?"

So the boy said in tears that during the great retreat of Spurpsk, his regiment was selected by Marshal Sergei. In order to escape, he killed his comrades in the trench and ran back all the way.

Marin reached out, and this time Daniel pulled out his gun and handed it over to Marin: "Your Excellency, such a scum is not worthy of being my friend."

Marin nodded, then handed the gun to the kid, who got the gun and began to laugh wildly: "You trash! You even believe such lies! Go and die! Long live the real god!"

After saying that, he raised his gun with a look of surprise - pointing the gun at his own head and pulling the trigger.

Malin took out the cigarette box and distributed a shock cigarette to the prince.

"How did you know that he is a Chaos spy?" Daniel took the cigarette, lit it, and took two hard mouthfuls. Only then did Daniel think of this after realizing it.

Marin smiled: "I have special skills."

He could not tell these young people, he could see that the Chaos Guy on this guy was turned black at first sight.

Asking the gendarmes to drag the body away and burn it, Marin looked at the third person.

The young man wearing glasses and covered in mud and blood showed his ambition to die: "I am guilty, Your Excellency, I made an advice to the prince to let the army fight the Chaos Army in Spurpsk."

Marin tutted his mouth. He glanced at Daniel with a surprised face and then at the companion behind the young man. The latter's face was full of grief, but Marin saw the secret joy in his eyes.

"But I heard that it was the bad idea that the son of your superior lord came out." After saying that, Marin stretched out his hand, and the gentleman who was secretly happy flew over like a helpless chicken, and pinned his neck precisely on Marin's tiger's mouth.

"Gendarmerie, please ask this gentleman to go to the confinement room for ten days to rest. The charge is to attempt to deceive the Legend and the Marshal, and punish both crimes."

This time, the military police sent two mixed-race giants, who grabbed the young man's legs and dragged him away from the scene in his screams and reluctance.

Marin let go of his hand and then lifted the young man's drooping head.

"Come, my dear son of Duke Mondo, next, please count your sins in front of everyone."

When he said this, Marin's face was full of expectations.

Because next, it will be Marin's favorite story-listening session.
Chapter completed!