Chapter 57: I, representing justice, judge you

Splash~ splash~

In the sound of uniform footsteps, forty shield guard warriors from four teams formed a square formation, quickly charged over the drawbridge and entered Crescent Castle.

Although they were extremely fast, their movements were perfectly uniform; the heavy rune anti‑magic shields always remained perfectly still in front of them, revealing not the slightest gap in defense.

At a glance, they looked like flowing steel!

Upon seeing this formation, the island warriors inside the castle all showed shock, involuntarily stepping back.

They clearly sensed the dangerous aura emanating from this group of shield warriors.

But this wasn't over yet.

Battle Master Yuepu followed closely behind the shield guards, letting out a loud roar.

"The Princess Guard has come to escort; anyone who blocks the way dies!"

His roar, unleashed by Four‑Ring Battle Aura, was astonishingly loud, rolling into the castle like thunder on the ground.

The content of his words was also shocking.

"Princess Guard? Which princess? Escort? Escort what?"

In the moment everyone was stunned, that iron‑flow of shield guards had already rushed to Luosen's side.

Part of the shield guards surrounded him, using action to show that they were protecting the White Sturgeon Lord's carriage.

Another part of the shield guards continued forward ten meters, then stopped, quickly building a solid temporary wall with their heavy shields.

At the same time, four teams of crossbow warriors followed behind the shield formation, aiming their gleaming cold‑light crossbows at the opposing mountain warriors.

If it were only the shield formation and the crossbow formation, Knight Ales would still have a chance.

With nearly three hundred warriors fighting with all their strength, they could even make the blood flow like a river.

The problem is, there's also a battle mage squad.

Battle mages in groups of five stood in the rear.

They formed four magic circles, each mage's staff flashing with the cold light of magic, already ready to cast.

Once the battle starts, the mages will immediately hurl high‑power spells into the enemy ranks, completely destroying their fighting ability.

These changes happened incredibly fast, like a fleeting glance.

It seemed like only a blink, and the situation had completely changed.

Luosen looked at Knight Ales, seeing his face alternate between green and pale, gazing at the Flaming Battle Corps with a look of great shock.

Seasoned battlefield warriors have keen combat intuition; they believe this guy has clearly sensed the strength of the Flaming Battle Corps.

Looking at his companions, every face was filled with panic, only a few straws away from morale collapse.

What Luosen wanted was for the enemy to surrender voluntarily, because he had seen that even the Highland Town warriors, the Forest Spirit had corrupted only the upper ranks and a small part of the middle.

Most of the middle and lower ranks of the Highland warriors were simply following their lord into battle.

This group of middle‑and‑lower Highland warriors are all potential allies.

So, he kept pressing the straw.

Spiritual Whisper contacted Yuepu: "Begin phase two of the plan."

This had all been arranged in advance.

Yuepu stepped forward, coming to Luosen's vicinity, then looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Knight Ales opposite.

He loudly declared: "This noble young man by my side is not only the lord of White Sturgeon Island, but also the husband of Weilan Dawn Princess!"

"To oppose him is to oppose the princess!"

"As the Princess Guard, we will defend the princess's dignity unto death!"

After a few words, the island warriors were all dumbfounded.

"Weilan Dawn Princess, isn't she the goddess from epic legend? How could such a goddess marry a petty lord of a tiny island like theirs?"

Although the islanders lack much experience, they also felt this was utterly absurd.

One might want to doubt, but right before their eyes was a terrifying force—superbly equipped, fiercely aura‑filled, led by a fearsome Battle Master, a terrifying battle corps that was all too real.

It was impossible not to believe.

For a moment, the Crescent Knights instinctively puffed out their chests, morale soaring in a straight line.

The Highland warriors and the betraying Crescent Knights, however, wore looks of doubting life, each like a stray dog.

Knight Ales's situation was also dire, sweat beading on his forehead, constantly swallowing saliva.

Luosen knew the tide had turned.

Only then did he speak, picking up where Ales had left off.

"Uncle~ aren't you oversimplifying things?"

"Your previous actions were betrayal!"

"As a traitor, you actually still want to pretend nothing happened and return safely to Highland Town?"

"If I let you go, how could I face the heroes who have been loyal to Crescent City unto death?"

Luosen's voice grew louder and louder, until he was practically roaring at the end.

The Crescent warriors instantly felt a shared hatred for the enemy, responding with loud shouts.

"Kill the traitor! Kill the traitor! Kill the traitor!"

At first it was a scattered shout, then it became a unified chant.

All Crescent warriors glared angrily at the opposing Highland warriors, as well as about ten or more Crescent warriors who had always followed Knight Ales.

Under immense psychological pressure, these people turned deathly pale, losing their souls.

Morale had already dropped to freezing point.

Knight Ales's face turned bluish‑white, his whole body trembling; he gritted his teeth and held on just enough not to collapse.

"Luosen, I am your uncle; my father is your maternal grandfather, my sister is your mother—we share the same blood, you cannot kill me."

He was begging for mercy.

Luosen had been waiting for these words.

He could also feel that the angry Crescent Warriors were waiting for his response.

His next response was very important, very crucial! This response would be the starting point of everything, it would determine the path he would take on his road as lord of another world, and also determine the height he could ultimately reach in this world.

He took a deep breath, used his height advantage, and slightly looked down at Aleis Knight standing 50 meters away.

"In terms of personal affection, you are indeed my uncle!"

"On a personal level, I am willing to forgive your mistakes; I will not take out my anger on you, nor will I vent it on your family."

"Right, right, right, well said, you truly are my good nephew; uncle made a mistake, please forgive me!" Aleis felt this was a bit off, but he had no time to think further, subconsciously taking these words as a lifeline.

Luosen remained very calm, his expression and eyes always unwavering, his voice as clear as ever, striving to let every warrior present hear him clearly.

He continued speaking.

"But the lord of White Sturgeon Island is not an ordinary person; we cannot speak only of ordinary personal feelings!"

These words were very heavy, like thunder that shakes the deaf and awakens the dumb.

All the warriors present also listened attentively.

Luosen gazed at Aleis Knight with a resolute, sorrowful expression.

"The lord of White Sturgeon Island is the protector of all humans on the island! The upholder of justice! The executor of worldly justice!"

"Uncle, you colluded with the humans' mortal enemy, usurped the lord's position, betraying not only the lord but all of humanity!"

"You ignored the wishes of most Crescent Warriors, either killing or tormenting those loyal heroes of Crescent City, trampling upon justice!"

"In terms of duty and justice, you have committed grave sins."

"Anyone, whether noble or commoner, even if it is my future self, once they commit such heinous crimes, must be punished by justice!"

After these words were spoken, the entire Crescent Castle fell into silence, like the calm after thunder.

But the shock brought by this thunder was not fear, but a sense of identification rising from deep within the heart.

Island life is harsh; everyone must be self-reliant to survive, so everyone's character is tough, and they have always obeyed only the stronger.

But this does not mean they lack a simple sense of right and wrong in their hearts.

Now, Luosen, this new lord, expressed this simple notion in clear and understandable words, moving and stirring, instantly evoking strong emotional resonance from everyone.

The morale of the High Mountain Town warriors had already dropped to zero, and now it had plunged even further below freezing.

Almost defected! The newly appointed lord of White Sturgeon Island was so great and noble that it made the knights they followed look as ugly as clowns.

Following clowns to fight heroes, no sane person would do that.

Even the members of the Blaze War Team were greatly shaken.

Most of them came from good commoner families; they clearly had strong personal abilities, yet they did not receive the respect and treatment commensurate with their abilities.

Clearly seeing many nobles' incompetence, yet they could not help but bow to these people.

And now, Luosen, the White Sturgeon Island lord whom we once looked down upon, is actually so brave, so outstanding in ability, so fair and just, that we cannot help but be convinced!

Luosen felt the timing was about right, and turned his gaze toward the High Mountain Town warriors.

"When facing the strong, the weak are inevitably deceived and coerced, thus forced to commit many sins."

"So, I will only execute the twenty most wicked criminals; the remaining warriors, I will pardon their death penalty."

He had stolen a total of 20 bottles of Dragon's Blessing Elixir, so these 20 people are the loyalists rigorously selected by the Forest Spirit and must be eradicated completely.

"Now, I need to know, besides my uncle Aleis, which nineteen people are the most wicked?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Aleis panicked, looking left and right at his subordinates, roaring angrily.

"Who among you dares to judge me?!"

Immediately following, he threatened again.

"Your wives and children are all in High Mountain Town; if I die, the Forest Spirit will immediately destroy High Mountain Town!"

He spoke while retreating, his eyes darting left and right, actually beginning to suspect everyone around him.

This action confirmed his reputation as a traitor.

Luosen immediately shouted: "Opposing the Forest Spirit, protecting the subjects is the duty of the Crescent Lord. After the archcriminal is judged, I will immediately dispatch troops to aid High Mountain Town!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the uncorrupted lower- and middle-ranking High Mountain Town warriors immediately had no reservations.

Suddenly, a knight beside Gudeman shouted: "I expose Gudeman's crimes! I expose his collusion with the Forest Spirit!"

His shout immediately sparked a beginning.

The two corrupted Crescent Knight Chiefs, along with some senior knights from High Mountain Town, were all isolated, and together with Aleis, they numbered exactly twenty.

It also happened to be the twenty people who possessed the elixir.

These people lost all color, wanting to flee but were surrounded by the warriors, with no escape.

Thus, they could only stand back-to-back, gripping their weapons tightly, engaging in a trapped beast's fight.

But now the situation is 800 versus 20.

An absolute overwhelming advantage.

Luosen only needs to give one order, and these twenty will be crushed instantly.

Aleis never imagined things would turn out this way, nor did he expect himself to lose so miserably.

Just a moment ago, the enemy clearly had only sixty people, while I had over seven hundred standing beside me—how could it be that in the blink of an eye, everyone around became enemies?

He despondently gazed at Luosen, protected within the shield formation, as all his courage drained away completely.

He heard him pleading in a begging voice: "Lord, I was wrong~ I confess my guilt, please spare my life for the sake of our blood ties~"

As soon as his words fell, the sound 'plop plop~ ding dang~ ding dang~' came from nearby.

Turning his head, he saw that the nineteen people beside him also threw their weapons to the ground, all kneeling and begging the lord for mercy together.

"Merciful lord~ please grant your forgiveness~"

Great White Sturgeon Lord, as long as you spare me, you can make me do anything~

These guys are obviously more relaxed than Alaisi.

Unfortunately, all this is in vain.

Alaisi heard his nephew speak in that calm, clear, and even somewhat pleasant noble tone.

Now, in front of all the warriors, by the divine power granted by Mother Nature, I announce that I am depriving these criminals of their lives.

Kaodelin Knight, I order you, take a squad of Crescent Knights, escort them to the market of Crescent City, in front of everyone, proclaim their treason, and then behead them!

Public crimes, use public punishment.

Doing this has almost no drawbacks, but the benefits are countless.

Yes, Lord!

Kaodelin Knight shouted with all his might, feeling a surge of exalted passion filling his chest.

A relieved thought turned in his mind.

Ted Lord, look, this is the eldest son you have painstakingly cultivated, he has not disappointed you.

He has returned, and brought true justice to our barbaric backward place!

(End of chapter)