Chapter 133 A decree

The queen sat in front of the dressing table, and a maid was combing her hair.

She pressed her chest, with a prank-like smile on her face, and said childishly: "I can't help but laugh when I think of the stunned look of the members. Sally, your idea is really good, and I really scared them. Do you think they will give up? Will they use other tricks?"

Salice sat at the table in the middle of the room and smiled, "I'm afraid they can only be unwilling to accept it. We are women, so we must make good use of women's privileges. The most effective way to deal with these gentlemen is to cheat. These gentlemen are best at gullifying. They don't even dare to show off what they are today, so as not to be ridiculed."

"Your Majesty is the king of the United Kingdom and the monarch of Butani. They need a king now, which is also a deep-rooted understanding in their thoughts. Therefore, whether for themselves or as they say, for Butani, they can only default to the facts without military support, unless you have taken over the regime. Unless..."

Salist's eyes flashed: "Unless they can find a new legal monarch, or use their spring tongue and pen to release the Grand Duke Butani who was locked in the 'black prison' again."

The relaxed smile on Queen Elizabeth's face suddenly disappeared, and Salice knew that she had made up her mind and hurriedly stopped.

Elizabeth stared at herself in the mirror, and suddenly a look of sadness and loneliness appeared on her face.

Jady had already told Salist and Picasso about the strange habits of the Grand Duke Butani and his actual relationship with each other. If he did not explain these things, he would not be able to explain the plan to use the queen to deal with Grand Duke Butani.

So Salice knew that she and the eldest son had no feelings for each other. On the contrary, they should have deep resentment between each other, so the sadness that the queen suddenly revealed true feelings at this moment made Salie a little confused.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty..."

"It's nothing, you go out first, I want to calm down!"

"Yes!" Salice quietly stuck out her tongue and tiptoed out.

The maid who combed the queen's hair was also the one who always served her, but Aimi, who used to be with her sisters, did not need to do these things in the boudoir for the queen. She saw that the queen was in a bad mood, so the movements on her hands became gentler.

The long hair of satin is smooth and soft, when it spreads, Su Su's face shows a soft and charming atmosphere, and with that sad expression, it is even more pitiful.

"Go and ask Judge Brian to see me!"

"Yes!" The maid squatted down, put down her comb and walked out.

The queen picked up the comb, combed her hair, and murmured to herself in the mirror: "Some things are what you have to do; some things are what you have to face. What kind of mood do you feel when you order to kill your husband in person?"

Her smile was a little sad: "Amy, do you remember when you were a child, you accompanied me to the palace to see the execution of the prisoners? That day, it was raining heavily, and I insisted on going to see the prisoners who were executed. I said, I am the future king of Apiya, and I should learn how to govern this country...

That day, it was raining heavily. You caught a cold, but I pulled it out. I was holding a skirt, you held an umbrella for me, and most of your body was wet in the rain..."

Tears filled Susu's eyes: "As a result, there was no rain splashing on me, but after I went back, you had a fever for three days. Amy, do you still remember? That day, three prisoners were executed in total. I replaced the judge and climbed onto the guillotine to ask them one by one if they pleaded guilty..."

Crystal tears flowed gently along her jade cheeks. Queen Susu said in a dreamy voice: "The first two prisoners plead guilty. The third one firmly did not think he deserved to die. He killed his wife, and was thrown into pieces.

That year, I was only seven years old, and I didn't ask him why he killed his wife. But when I heard that he had killed someone who should have loved ones, I felt that he deserved to be dead!"

"I ended the final judgment with the word 'Ph'. In my contemptuous eyes, when he was pulled onto the guillotine, his eyes were filled with grief and unyielding eyes."

Queen Elizabeth breathed a long sigh: "To this day, I have not reviewed the files to understand the truth about his killing of his wife. But my thoughts have changed. I used to be unable to understand why once I became an enemy, I would hate the other party more than an ordinary enemy, and I wish I could cut it into pieces. Now I understand.

Aimi, there are many murderers in this world, but most of the people who kill others are couples, couples, friends... I know why. Because people who should be relatives have to spend more time together, the more hatred they endure before becoming enemies.

This is far deeper than the hatred and pain brought to him by someone he never knew. Once they are already desperate, there is no love in their hearts, day and night, endless, and the wounds and hatreds will be accumulated endlessly...

"Queen, Justice Brian has arrived..." The maid stood at the door and said carefully.

"Tell him to wait for me in the study."

"yes!"

Elizabeth stood up, wiped away tears gently, and tried to smile in front of the mirror: "Amy, I promised you that I will avenge you. Today, I will fulfill my promise..."

Justice Brian rushed to the black prison with the Queen's decree.

He was very happy to accept this mission because he was a core member of the faction within the Butani Duke who decided to launch a coup. They were the ones who were most worried about the comeback of the Butani Grand Duke. If Butani had the opportunity to restore the throne, no one would forgive them, but after today, they could have a safe sleep.

Although the name of Black Prison sounds horrible, the name is actually just because the stones that built the prison are black. Black Prison is in the northern suburbs of the city. From the outside, it not only looks like hell on earth, but also has birds singing and flowers smelling, and the scenery is pleasant.

In fact, this place was originally an ordinary prison, and it was not as cool as it was. Until this great Duke ascended the throne, he was determined to invade the Kingdom of Croa and expand his power, and his ultimate goal was to focus on the entire empire. Such a great ambition aroused the firm opposition of a group of old ministers who love peace in the country, so the black prison was continuously strengthened by the Duke, and the most sinister and vicious prisoners were transferred, making this place a hell on earth and a deterrent tool for him to eliminate his differences.

The guards of the first door did not stop them at all. The golden emblem of the Supreme Court on the carriage was the best pass. The second door required the passenger's ID. After checking the ID, the door opened and released, and the carriage continued along the tree-lined path.

When he arrived at the third door, Justice Brian had to get out of the car. After checking the certificate, he walked in alone. After the third door, he rarely saw trees and flowers. In order to prevent prisoners from escaping, there were empty flat ground here, and there were teams of guards patrolling endlessly.

At the entrance of a somewhat bulky stone building, Judge Brian handed over the documents again, and asked the prison guard: "Where is Lord Yangge?"

He did not look at the face of the prisoner. Some people say that appearance is born from the heart. As a judge, Mr. Brian never believed such a ridiculous judgment. If one face can determine whether a person is good or evil and whether he is guilty, then there is no need for judges like them, and the face master can preside over justice.

However, after entering the terrifying place of Black Prison, he firmly believed in this argument. Those who have been here for a long time will naturally feel a cool and ferocious look on their faces, and their eyes will have a intentional and crazy evil intention. Even when he smiles at others with the most sincere and humble smile, it will make people feel cold.

The environment will change people, and it is difficult for people here to not be affected by that dark atmosphere. It is said that after the establishment of the Holy Church of Light, the referees and magistrates of the newly established Inquisition Institute came here for two months, learning advanced interrogation methods from Warden Yangge and his men.

The prison officer trembled and smiled with a trembling face, "Lord Yangge is interrogating the prisoner inside, I will invite him to see you right away!"

Judge Brian is an official of the Supreme Court and is the new favorite of the monarch of the United Kingdom. His future is unparalleled. In the past two days, the prison guards have long heard of this.

Brian frowned. He was not used to the strange atmosphere here. It was in broad daylight, which made people feel a gloomy. He wanted to leave immediately, but the facts assigned today were too important, so after hesitation, he nodded.

"Please sit, please have tea, I'll go now!" The prison officer asked him to sit down diligently, hung up his waist sign and walked into the inner corridor. After checking the waist sign, he opened the iron door. It was a hanging ladder. Under the hanging ladder, there was a round stone platform dozens of feet deep, leading to the four prisons through four stone bridges.

The hanging ladder needs to land on this stone platform before entering the formal prison, which is the real black prison that is not visible to the sun.

A series of shrill screams came from the prison, like the wronged soul in hell. The prisoner knew that the warden was torturing the prisoner again for fun, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

People who stay here for a long time will have this kind of morbid hobby. Even if they are a coward who will faint when they see killing chickens, they will be crazy when they live here for three months, and they will be crazy and excited.

They stay here every day and cannot change shifts all year round. Because the prisoners are serious offenders, they cannot even leave the prison to drink in a tavern or go to a brothel to find women. In another sense, these prisoners who guard the prisoners are also imprisoned here.

Over time, they found another way of venting. When the sticky blood and even foul-smelling feces flowed out of the prisoner's body due to their destruction, they were as intoxicated as if they had drunk the strongest wine.

When they inserted the burnt iron chisel into the prisoner's thigh, or poured the prisoner with a rolling kettle in one hand, and brushed the meat layer by layer with an iron brush with barbs until the bones were exposed, they were as excited as if pressing on a virgin with fresh skin.

They were tired of nailing coffins, nail chairs, rifting wheels, baking punishments, iron virgins, and punctures. They were tired of these inherent tortures, so they invented many new tricks. Anyway, those who were imprisoned here were people who could not leave alive. Even if they were tortured to death, most of them would just report it, because they played unscrupulously.

The prisoner entered the gate and just turned a corner when he saw a wheel that was more than one person tall rolling over. There was a shrill scream on the wheel. The prisoner quickly avoided it. There was a person tied to the wheel, and his hands and feet were tied to the outer edge of the wheel. The heavy wheel rolled across the ground and crushed his hands and feet until he completely left the human body. There was also a rope on the wheel connected to the prisoner's waist. As the wheel rolled, the rope became tighter and tighter, and finally it would tie the person into two sections.

"Sir, Lord Yangge, where are you?" the prison officer shouted in a flattering manner.

The warden, Lord Yangge, with a ferocious face and a sinister look, was lying on the buttocks of a prisoner doing a piston movement. This prisoner was a fresh product sent in this mutiny. The Supreme Court repeatedly stated that this was an extremely important prisoner. In fact, they did not say that Yangge also noticed that few prisoners here were sealed.

The prisoner wore an iron mask on his head, and could not see his appearance. The iron whistle on the mask reached into his mouth, making him sobbing that he couldn't even speak. Because his mouth could not be closed, saliva would flow out over time, making him look very embarrassed. However, his figure was very healthy, and what was rare was that his skin was white and smooth, and now he became the special favor of the prisoner.

Yangge heard the jailer's shouting, and sprinted hard for a while, injecting the enthusiasm of bliss into the prisoner's body. Then he got up gasping and lazily tied his pants while walking out. The prisoner's tendons had long been broken and was spread on the bed and could not move naked.

"What's the matter?" Lord Yangge asked with a frown.

The prison officer hurried over and leaned close to his ear and whispered a few times. The warden's brow moved and hurriedly walked out.

"This is the Queen's decree. I will execute prisoner No. 0 and execute it immediately!" Judge Brian finally waited for the warden. He handed over the Queen's decree to Yangge and instructed him.

"Yes, yes, yes, I will do it!" Yangge felt a little regretful: "He hasn't enjoyed enough of this prisoner yet."

"Sir, which nobleman is this prisoner Zero?" Yang Ge asked with a smile. He wanted to find out the identity of this person. Maybe... he could stay for a few more days to delay the sentence.

"This is not what you should ask," Judge Brian became serious: "Listen, this is something the queen personally dealt with, and you must be sentenced immediately. If something goes wrong, you will change from warden to a prisoner!"

Yang Ge was shocked and kept saying that he would not dare to think about anything wrong.

Looking back in the prison, looking at the iron-headed man lying on the bed, Lord Yangge stared at his white skin and plump buttocks with some regret, waved his hand and said, "Take it out and be sentenced to death!"

The person on the bed trembled, turned his head and stared at him with an indescribable look, but Lord Yangge was not afraid. Who can be more cruel than him here?

The man's eyes angered him instead. When the two jailmen dragged the naked prisoner out, he looked at the prisoner's butt, and suddenly a cruel and crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Wait a minute, I suddenly have a new idea, tie him to the bone-destructing ladder!"

Prisoner Zero was tied to a ladder, and Lord Yangge slowly walked behind him. The warden was wearing thick gloves and holding a red iron chisel on the front end. He pressed it on the prisoner's back with one hand. The prisoner didn't know what torture he was going to deal with him, twisting his waist desperately, but Lord Yangge grinned and inserted the chisel into his valley accurately...

"Oh~~ah...", a shrill scream suddenly sounded, and even the undead in hell could be scared away by the sound. Lord Yangge had a layer of hair standing up on his body. He felt that the sound was even more beautiful than the sound of nature. This creativity was so exciting!

After a long time, the prison warden with blood in one hand walked out of the prison with interest, and the prisoner came over with a sneer on his face: "Sir, Lord Yangge, have sent a new prisoner..."

Warden Yangge pulled up his robe and wiped the blood from his hands, and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's Baron Lear of the Gith family. After the defeat, this boy was criticized by the priests. The three holy war groups formed one and then deprived him of his military post. He was resentful and secretly ran back to complain to him. Hehehe, just happened to fall into the trap. Hehehe, bring the prisoner here and let the prisoner see!"

Two tall jailers dragged a young man over. Before he had removed his leather armor and changed into prison uniforms, he looked at his young and handsome face. Lord Yangge's eyes lit up. He rubbed his hands, and his face was full of flesh and blood. "Beizhi is Yangge, the chief guard of the black prison, welcome your arrival, Baron Lear!"

He is not only a believer in the Holy Church of Light, but also a member of the Gith family, the enemy of the powers, but he still wants to do whatever he wants to do with this handsome knight? When Lord Yangge thought of this, his heart was already blooming...

The Queen's decree was hard to say that it was punishing him or liberating him for the current situation of Grand Duke Butani. In short, the lion god of war rose from this land and fell on this land again.
Chapter completed!