Woodrow's face immediately paled at the sight of the badge in Brandli's hand, and he stumbled back a couple of steps with horror in his eyes.
All of the guards also stopped in their tracks upon hearing this. They looked at Brandli and the badge in his hand with awe and veneration in their eyes.
A 7th-tier magic caster was powerful enough to easily wipe out all of them here.
What was even more frightening to them was the badge in his hand, as well as the fact that it was a 4th-tier incident. A 4th-tier incident was already considered to be one of the top incidents in the Gray Temple, and even the city lord's castle wouldn't be able to intervene, let alone the city magistrate's manor.
They had already lost the right to participate, and all they could do was await trial.
All of the family members of the miners turned to Brandli with expectant looks in their eyes.
A smile appeared on Mag's face as he looked at Brandli. It seemed that his efforts had not been in vain.
"Master Brandli, you can't do this! That's against the rules! You're violating the rules!" Woodrow yelled in an indignant manner. If the Gray Temple were to classify this incident as a 4th-tier incident, then it would definitely be investigated thoroughly, and there would be no way for him to make a comeback.
"Woodrow, please don't interfere with the Gray Temple's investigation. The rules of the Gray Temple govern how incidents are handled. Now, all of the guards of the city magistrate's manor can stand down. You may be involved in a 4th-tier incident, so your movements and areas of activity are restricted. Please stand still and cooperate with the investigation." Brandli looked at Woodrow with a serious expression as two of the Gray Temple's patrol guards stepped forward and stood on either side of Woodrow.
"I'm an official of the city lord's castle. You have no right to restrict my freedom; I want to go to the city lord's castle! I want to see the city lord! "Woodrow turned and tried to leave.
"Please cooperate with the investigation. Otherwise, we'll have to take disciplinary measures against you." The two patrol guards placed their hands on his shoulders with serious expressions.
"You're framing me! I don't accept this! I want to see the city lord! I want to … "Woodrow struggled, trying to break free from the hands of the two patrol guards.
"There's no need for you to go to the city lord's castle. The city lord has ordered that the Gray Temple will be given full authority to investigate this matter, and everyone in the city magistrate's manor will cooperate with the investigation. The family members of the deceased miners must be treated with due respect!" Right at this moment, the sound of galloping hooves sounded. Dicus rode in from outside the crowd and looked down at Woodrow as he said, "Woodrow, the city lord is very disappointed in you."
When Woodrow heard this, he immediately sat on the ground as cold sweat flowed down his face. His lips trembled as he shook his head. "It's not like that, Sir Dicus, it's not like that. Help me talk to the City Lord, I'm his most loyal dog, I'm only loyal to him …" Woodrow's lips trembled as he shook his head.
"The city lord's castle's castle's's" Dicus cut him off as he dismounted from his horse. He looked at Brandli, and said, "Master Brandli, I'm here on orders from the city lord to assist the Gray Temple in this case."
"Thank you for your understanding, city lord." Brandli nodded in response before turning to the family members of the miners as he said, "The Gray Temple always handles cases in an impartial manner. Now, we're going to interrogate all of you, and everything you say will be used as evidence in a court of law, so you have to take responsibility for your words. We won't accuse any good people, and we won't let any bad people get away, either. Please trust us. "
The family members of the miners looked at Brandli with hesitant expressions.
"I am Ebenezer, and I'm 13 years old this year. My parents died in a mining accident four years ago, leaving me and my two-year-old sister behind …" The young man was the first to step forward.
The entire scene was extremely silent, and the only sound that could be heard was the young man's sobbing.
Everyone's expressions began to become enraged, and they looked at the young man with pity in their eyes. However, when they looked at the people standing behind him, there was a hint of fear in their eyes.
"I feel like she's still looking at me, and she wants me to take her to catch butterflies …" The young man looked up at a small butterfly fluttering above his head, and hesitated momentarily before extending a hand.
The butterfly circled around him a few times and stopped on his fingertip for a while. Then, it flapped its wings and flew away. It flew towards the sky, and kept flying, and kept flying …
"Don't worry, child, your sister won't die in vain." Brandli clenched his fists as he did his best to calm his voice. He nodded, and said, "Next."
"My name is Harold, and I'm 65 years old. Four years ago, my son …" An elderly man made his way forward, and began to recount his story.
One by one, the stories that made people sigh in anger came out of their mouths. It was like a heavy punch to everyone's heart, making it hard for them to breathe.
"They're lying! They're … "Woodrow's face became paler and paler as he struggled to his feet.
"Shut up!" Brandli yelled coldly with a serious expression. "Take him and all the guards of the governor's manor back to Bastie Prison. Clean up the crime scene and settle the families of the miners properly. After that, summon them one by one, examine their criminal records, and give them justice!"
"Yes!"
Everyone from the Gray Temple replied in unison before tying Woodrow up with ropes. All of the guards from the governor's manor also had their weapons confiscated, and were huddled together with their heads bowed.
"What a bastard!" Dicus also clenched his fists with rage.
"He killed my nephew, and he's also killed many people! Didn't the Gray Temple say that you won't let any bad people go? Then arrest him as well! "Woodrow was completely immobilized, and he roared at Meg.
Brandli looked at Woodrow with a serious expression, and said, "We still need to investigate whether Mr. Mag killed your nephew or not. However, if Mr. Mag really did kill such a vicious man, then he's a true hero. He deserves to be applauded and praised, just like how he sent you to prison."
"Mr. Meg, what are you doing here?" Dicus finally noticed Meg, and was surprised to see him here.
"Master Dicus, I didn't think we'd meet again so soon." Meg was also a little surprised, and a resigned expression appeared on his face as he said, "I came here with Amy to invite her friends to a party, but they just so happened to encounter a bully who tried to take her for himself, and that's how this happened."
"The city lord's castle is very sorry about this, and we would also like to thank Mr. Mag for protecting the safety of the commoners. We'll be sure to get to the bottom of this, and we won't let any of the bad guys get away." Dicus looked at Mag with a serious expression.
"I certainly hope that's the case. The city lord's castle should reflect on this. If the law is handed over to an individual, then his existence is meaningless." Meg also looked into Dicus' eyes with a serious expression.
"I'll pass on your message to the city lord." Dicus nodded.
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