The sky above King's City was sunny and sunny, a good day for an execution.
Every half an hour, a cannon would be heard from the direction of the square, which meant that an "illustrious" person had received his deserved trial.
The crime had already been determined before, so this process was more for the public to see, especially the part where the Church and Timothy colluded to murder the King and usurp the throne. After nearly a week of sorting out and preparation, the chain of evidence on display was complete and indisputable. Of course, Roland would not give them a chance to debate.
In general, there weren't many nobles who were hanged. In addition to Timothy and his men, the Prime Minister and the legal officer, the rest were believers of the Church. Now that the King's City Church had been uprooted, all the people who had participated in the demonic plague incident, he would not let a single one go.
Presumably, when this group of scum was pushed to the gallows, they would receive a "warm welcome" from the onlookers.
"You really don't want to go to the scene to see?" Nightingale stood by the window and asked.
"Iron Axe and Theo will take care of everything," Roland replied without raising his head. The public trial held in Border Town was to stimulate the will of the masses and improve their loyalty, but here there was no environment to implement it. People wouldn't come to his side just because of the false King Timothy's head, just like they didn't immediately turn to the false King after the death of Wimbledon III and Gerald.
He didn't have enough of a base here.
In addition, security was also a big problem. The list of gems in his memory was finally found by Sylvie. Timothy had hidden it in a secret box in the closet in his bedroom, but Roland found that the remaining gems were less than the number of people on the list. Four of them were hidden in King's City, which meant that they had all received orders from Timothy. Although it wasn't necessarily an assassination, he still had to be careful. The execution ground was a place where people mixed together, so it wasn't suitable to go and watch. Moreover, he had no interest in the execution.
Compared to this, he had more important things to deal with.
For example, the army.
The casualties of the capture of King's City were finally detailed. A total of 33 people were sacrificed in the First Army, which was the heaviest loss since the founding of the army. Although they had defeated an enemy several times their number, many problems were still exposed in the street battles. The main problem was that they did not have enough firepower to demolish houses. Most of the casualties were caused by the berserk guards who suddenly rushed out of the houses on both sides of the street and killed their way into the ranks. If they could be equipped with some guns, grenades or blasting barrels, and advance while demolishing suspicious houses, the casualties would definitely be reduced a lot.
Another issue was the number of conscripts. A First Army of 3,000 soldiers was more than enough to sweep through the entire Kingdom of Graycastle, but it would be hard for them to occupy every place they conquered. After capturing the capital city, at least 500 people had to be left behind to maintain order. In addition to the upcoming Fallen Dragon Ridge and the Southernmost Region, the scale of the army was obviously not enough to deal with the war of public security … It was imperative to further expand the army.
Roland wrote down the compensation and army expansion plan and handed it to the guard outside the study. He ordered the guard to take the plan back to Neverwinter and the City Hall would complete the rest.
Then the prince turned his attention to the group of minor nobles.
They did not have the power to call the wind and summon the rain in politics, but every one of them could be regarded as a contemporary intellectual who also yearned for the opportunity to be promoted. A large number of ministers in King's City had been purged. They were either expelled from the country or sent to the Neverwinter Mines to serve their sentences. To keep King's City running normally, the best way to save manpower was to let them work for him.
Barov had been in King's City for many years, so he must have many acquaintances. It would be much more effective for him to organize a temporary governing body than for Roland to select people by force.
Of course, entrusting important tasks to the minor nobles who were determined to work for him could also increase their enthusiasm. Yorko was the example that Roland picked.
These days, he finally thought about where this "old friend" should go.
...
Yorko shouted as soon as he stepped into the study. "My God, you really killed all those swindlers. I didn't expect that they were the ones who released the demonic plague. I couldn't believe it when High Priest Ferry confessed. It was a disgrace to God! Now the people in the square are praising your name, saying that it was you who saved them six months ago. "
Roland smiled, this was the information that Theo had arranged for the Rats to release in advance, and it just happened to coincide with the rescue of the refugees six months ago, so presumably it would have a good publicity effect. As for praising his name, it was probably Yorko's flattery.
Roland did not point it out. Instead, he pushed a beautiful sheepskin letter to Yorko.
"Look at this."
Yorko opened the letter. His eyes widened as soon as he read it. "You... you want me to be the ambassador of Graycastle?"
"Yes, a permanent one." Roland nodded. "The appointment letter, scepter, and seal are all available. The base will be the City of Glow, the capital of the Kingdom of Dawn. What do you think?"
This was the answer he came up with after much consideration. As a famous Magic Hand in the capital, it sounded very cool, but in fact, it was not a good reputation, just like Prince Roland in the past.
No one wanted to be cheated on, including the nobles. Their wives fooled around with others. If they were not caught on the spot, it would be fine. But they also sought pleasure everywhere, loitering in brothels and taverns. But all of this was done secretly.
If Yorko was placed in an important position, or the Magic Hand was openly allowed to enter the City hall, the impact would be unpredictable... All the nobles and rich businessmen would probably worry about whether their wives would openly flirt with Yorko, and the women who had affairs with Yorko might take this opportunity to climb up the social ladder. This was not what Roland wanted to see.
Therefore, it was the most suitable choice to send him abroad. Different from the traveling emissary groups, the status of a kingdom's ambassador was equal to that of an earl, and the king of the other country would also treat him with courtesy. With a resounding reputation and first-class publicity, Yorko did not need to be rewarded with a fief, nor would it cause fear to others.
"Let him go to the Kingdom of Dawn. I heard that the noble women there are unique and outstanding. Maybe he can make a new world for himself."
Yorko obviously saw this point. He knelt down without hesitation and replied excitedly, "I... No, I'm willing!" It was as if he was afraid that Roland would go back on his word.
"Then it's decided." Roland smiled. "Before that, I'll arrange for the ceremonial officer to train you well."
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