Chapter 250 - Death Row Accepts Old Ministers
Chapter 250: Death Row Accepts Old Ministers
Seeing that the first prince, Luo Hao, had completely given up on resisting, the rest of the soldiers also threw down their armor and knelt on the ground.
“Your Majesty, may I know how to deal with these traitors?”
Mike turned around to ask King Roscolin III, who was sitting on the bed.
After King Roscollin III saw Mike’s almost perfect speech, he could not help but praise this young man in his heart.
So he said, “Suppress these traitors! Put them all on death row!”
“Yes!”
Mike said loudly.
“Chief Sunders!”
Outside the door, Sunders entered the door in a submissive manner.
His steps were completely unsteady.
“Prince Consort… What can I do for you, Prince Consort?”
“Please suppress all these traitors!”
“Yes, your Majesty!”
Sunders then summoned several palace guards and they proceeded to tie up the three princes and all the traitors.
After everyone in the room had left, King Roscolin III continued.
“Sunders, come here.”
Sunders’ heart was already in his throat when he heard the King calling him.
“Your… Your Majesty… What can I do for you?”
Roscolin III looked at Saunders coldly.
“Are there only three princes involved in this rebellion?”
Sunders’ voice trembled when he heard King Roscolin III’s words.
“I deserve to die! I deserve to die! I’m nothing!”
Sunders slapped himself as he scolded himself.
“I haven’t even asked you, and you’re already confessing?”
King Roscolin III cursed.
“I’m giving you a chance to redeem yourself. Tell me who all the people who participated in this rebellion are, or you’ll die!”
“I know, I know. I will do it now!”
Mike looked at the King’s power and said, “Your Majesty, it’s late now. Why don’t we just capture them all in court tomorrow?”
Roscolin III immediately listened to Mike’s suggestion and continued to speak to Sunders.
“Sunders, go and prepare some banquet invitations. Tell them that I am dead. Tomorrow, we will have a feast in court to celebrate the three princes’ ascension to the throne. Invite all the rebels who participated in this rebellion!”
Sunders lowered his head, without daring to make a sound.
Meanwhile, King Roscollin III continued to question Sunders.
“During the two years that I was seriously ill, what happened to the Great Wizards Flendor, Jack Ma, General Brad, Punk, and the civil servants by my side?”
Sunders said in a trembling voice.
“Your Majesty, the Great Wizards Flendor, General Brad, Punk, and the others were locked up in the Lieluo death row. The Great Wizard Jack Ma was exiled to the border of Lieluo Empire by the first prince a year ago. As for the civil servants…”
Seeing that Sunders was stammering, King Roscolin III asked anxiously.
“How are my civil servants? You useless slave, speak quickly!”
Sunders was completely stunned by King Roscolin III’s aura and spoke with a slightly sobbing tone.
“Your Majesty’s civil servants… were almost killed by the Second Prince and the Third Prince… and Prime Minister Reg… was even…”
“Even more what?”
Ross Collin III was furious.
“Prime Minister Reg… was dismembered by the Second Prince… and died.”
Hearing this, King Roscollin III, who had already recovered, now spat out another mouthful of blood.
He threw the pillow next to him at Sunders and said angrily.
“I really do have three good sons!”
Lansi comforted King Roscolin III as she tried to send a look Mike’s way.
Mike soon understood the meaning in Lansi’s eyes.
So he tried to talked to King Roscolin III.
“Your Majesty, now that the entire imperial court is basically full of the followers of the Evil God and the three princes. Why don’t we take this opportunity to release these ministers from death row and allow them a confrontation in the imperial court tomorrow?”
King Roscolin III nodded and ordered Sunders.
“Sunders, take me out of the palace secretly and follow us to release the surviving ministers from the death row!”
Sunders did not dare to be negligent. He immediately stood up to help King Roscolin III change his clothes.
Then, Sunders summoned a group of palace guards and they made their way to the death row.
The death row was located in the southwest corner of the Capital, next to the largest mine in the capital, the Romon mine.
The prisoners here were constantly mining ore every day.
There were four huge stone pillars in the death row.
All spells that entered the death row would be ineffective.
King Roscolin III got out of the carriage.
The warden of the death cell was also shocked when he learned that the King had fully recovered.
Then, he respectfully took King Roscollin III to the death cell where the king’s old minister had been imprisoned.
Along the way, Mike saw countless sallow and emaciated prisoners.
They were all leaning against the mine road that was under their feet, pleading and struggling.
After passing through one checkpoint after another, a huge iron gate suddenly appeared in front of Mike’s eyes.
The material of this iron gate was even comparable to the one in the Heavenly Palace that hid the Celestial Mystery Book.
The warden personally opened the iron gate.
When the iron gate was half opened, waves of curses could be heard from behind the gate.
“You treacherous ministers and thieves! Give up! I will not yield to you!”
“Kill me now! I will not let you off even if I go to hell and become a ghost!”
When the gate was completely opened and the imprisoned old officials saw King Roscolin III, all of them froze in the distance and stopped cursing.
“Your Majesty! You have finally come to save us!”
The Great Wizard Flendor exclaimed.
“Your Majesty, it’s all my fault for not being able to see through the conspiracy of those traitors of the Evil God’s palace as soon as possible. I have caused your Majesty to suffer for two years. I deserve to die!”
General Brad lamented.
By this time, King Roscolin III had already entered the death cell.
He held the hands of these old ministers tightly, and the tears in his eyes fell like a dam that had burst.
King Roscolin III looked at a cold corpse in the death cell and pointed at it.
“This, this is… Could this be Punk’s corpse?”
Flendor and Brad both cried after hearing this.
“General Punk committed suicide by biting his own tongue yesterday when he could not stand the torture any longer.”
King Roscolin III slammed his hand against the wall of the death cell angrily when he heard this.
“All of you will return to the palace with me immediately. Tomorrow, we will confront those rebels in court!”
“Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty!”
After Flendor and Brad had removed the shackles on their hands and feet, the warden returned their staffs and spears to them.
Meanwhile, the other surviving supporters of King Roscolin III were all released.
“Listen up, all of you! Follow me back to the palace now! Tomorrow, we will capture all the traitors!”