No one knew where the "stranger" came from or how he disappeared had yet to be found. However, Avalon had already entered a state of semi-martial law. Normal order within Avalon's borders was not affected, but the portals leading to that space now had two additional surveillance points. Whether entering or leaving Avalon, one needed to re-verify one's identity. At the same time, Avalon's space barrier was undergoing a large-scale inspection. Although there was no evidence, some people suspected that Avalon's space was growing too fast, causing a weakness in the space barrier. The "intruder" could bypass the teleportation coordinates and directly open a gap in the space barrier. This guess was obviously a little serious. Such a gap shouldn't appear in an important area of the Empire's capital. But no matter what, what Sandora meant now was that it was better to assume the worst than to be careless. Let's assume that there was a gap in Avalon's defense and security system. Avalon had been created for a few years now, and this space model was something that the old Empire had never tried before. It was a new model of combining world fragments and shadow space. Many of its parameters would have to be checked sooner or later anyway, so we might as well take this opportunity to do it all at once.
The only thing that reassured us now was that Miss Lin had not made any moves. The prophet still maintained a good habit of keeping her passive radar on 24/7 and actively monitoring for half an hour after meals every day. She said that she did not see anything that would harm the stability of the Empire, including Avalon's order, which reassured us greatly. Speaking of Lin Xue's surveillance, she was actually a strategic treasure by my side.
Speaking of Lin Xue's surveillance, she had already become a strategic treasure by my side. Her "passive radar" monitored the entire Empire, and even a portion of the macro world was within her line of sight. If a major disaster were to happen in any world, she would be able to receive a warning before it even happened. At the same time, she would actively use prophecies to cover all capital worlds, providing the shadow dimension with even more accurate predictions and advance warnings. The strength of her prophecies for every region of the Empire was basically in line with the alert level of each region within the Empire's borders. It was to the point that I could assume that the Empire currently had two national defense information networks, one controlled by the military, and the other supported by Lin Xue alone. If this wasn't a strategic treasure, what else could it be?
Although this strategic treasure was more like a clown most of the time …
Just as Avalon entered a state of semi-martial law, another matter happened to be coming to an end: the trial and sentencing of all Melovans had ended. Regardless of whether they were radicals or conservatives, it was time for them to be executed.
Everything did not deviate too much from my previous judgment, especially the radicals. According to the judgment of the court's mainframe, the majority of the radicals had exceeded the upper limit of the Empire's laws. They would be sentenced to the fourth district's punishment, and each of them would have to serve their sentence from hundreds to thousands of years. Barrian received the punishment he deserved: he was sentenced to repent in the core furnace of the fourth district. He would be tied to the furnace and smelted for 6,400 years, rotating between death and resurrection every minute and second. As for the length of his sentence, it depended on the number of races he had exterminated in the thirteen worlds. The universe was vast, and the number of intelligent life forms that might exist in the endless sea of stars was enormous. The extinction of 6,400 intelligent races was not an unimaginable number. The Melovans followed the policy of random extermination when they were colonizing. Depending on their mood, the roll of the dice, or the construction plan, they saw the local intelligent races as ant nests that they encountered on their way forward. If they were unhappy, they would trample on them. In the end, Barrian paid the price for these extermination laws that he personally signed.
This sentence was calculated by the court's mainframe, so it was guaranteed that it was completely in line with the Empire's laws. Although some people thought that this sentence was too light, such as Liliana. That vile archbishop rarely hated evil, because she herself said that she was actually a bigger lunatic. However, in the face of the Melovans' atrocities, this crazy loli was also filled with righteous indignation. This was mainly because of their wanton crimes against life. This made Liliana, the spokesperson of the Goddess of Life, feel a kind of anger that surged from her soul. Now she was still talking about tying Barrian in the furnace and burning him for 10,000 years. She thought that 6,400 years of punishment was not enough to wash away his sins. But no matter what, the sentence was made by the Empire's court, and Liliana did not have the right to judge, so there was no objection to this result. And in my opinion, to stay in a place like the Fourth District for thousands of years … In fact, this sentence was not light at all, okay?
There were also a very small number of so-called "light criminals" among the Radicals. After all, the situation in reality was always complicated. There were very few factions that were filled with villains who deserved to die, and there were very few factions that were filled with saints from top to bottom. There were also war criminals who committed relatively light crimes among the Radicals. They might still have the same ideals as Barrian, and they might also support the creed that the Melovans were supreme and all other races were ants. But these officers still had a bottom line. They had once opposed the extreme tyranny, and they had also done some humane things in their positions. Now, they were rewarded for this little bit of kindness: a quick death sentence, and they did not have to suffer any more.
No one protested.
The Melovans of the Conservative faction were also put on trial. It was also in the Empire's court, and they were also sentenced by logic that was efficient and exempted from human emotions. The result of the trial was basically as I had expected — their crimes were indeed lighter.
According to the judgment of the court's mainframe, the Conservative Melovans were guilty of non-subjective factual treason. They did not have the motive to commit treason 70,000 years ago, but they still did not stop their fellow Radicals, and even followed the Radicals in defecting. This was non-subjective factual treason, and it was punishable by death. But this was the only crime committed by the Conservatives: other than that, they did not do anything else that violated the laws of the Empire. On this basis, the Empire's court took into account the series of actions of the Conservatives after the arrival of the Empire's expeditionary force, as well as their confrontation with the Radicals over the past 70,000 years. In addition to the compassionate attitude of the person who was betrayed back then, my sister, the court carried out a precise reduction of their sentence. There is one point to be made clear here. In the legal concept of the Shiring Apostles, apart from the Emperor's order, the only element that can reduce a death sentence is military merit. Only military merit is common throughout the Empire, and can be recognized by the Shiring Apostles as an act of atonement. And the Melovans should be grateful for this: their actions in supporting the Empire's expeditionary force after the arrival of the Empire's expeditionary force and their confrontation with the Radicals can be counted as military merit (the latter is tantamount to limiting the traitor's actions, and in the later period, preserving a large number of slave rebels for us. In the eyes of the court's mainframe, this is a military preparatory act that is beneficial to the Empire). After precise calculations, the court's mainframe revoked the death sentence of the Conservative Melovans and changed it to Level One Exile.
Level One Exile is a relatively special punishment in the Empire's penal system. It is specifically targeted at groups rather than individuals. Accepting Level One Exile means that the Empire thinks that you still have the value to turn over a new leaf, even though this change may only be recognized after hundreds or even thousands of years.
None of the Conservatives protested either. In fact, such a verdict has already made them overjoyed.
And the day before the Conservatives set foot on the road of exile, the leader Orla personally brought a special "guest" to her house.
The leader of the Conservative Melovans, Turazzo.
Her sister had said before that she wanted to meet this very special "traitor". As the Emperor of the Fifteenth Heaven back then, her sister could no longer remember what happened back then. So her hostility towards the Melovans is limited to the crimes committed by the latter on the slave race and the damage they caused to the capital of the Fifteenth Heaven. As for her own betrayal, which is of the utmost importance to the court of the Empire, she herself did not feel much. So she did not have much hatred for the Conservative Melovans. And after hearing about Turazzo, she was quite interested. So after the court proceedings were over, she had Turazzo brought over. It was really an extremely special invitation. The Emperor of the Empire who was once betrayed invited one of the leaders of the rebel army to his house as a guest.
The Emperor even cooked two dishes himself … Well, let's ignore the last one.
It was just noon, and the whole family was quite serious. I did not feel anything, but looking at the faces of Sandora and Pandora, it seemed that they attached great importance to Turazzo's extraordinary "guest" this time. Even the five Protoss Bars sat solemnly at the side. They were the third party witnesses of this incident. At the critical moment, these few Protoss were very self-aware. And the group of children at home were not stupid. Although they did not understand a lot of things, they knew that this was not the time to fool around. So, they sat quietly in the distance, curiously looking at the adults, and occasionally muttering for a while. Turazzo was "escorted" through the portal by Orla, and what he saw was the scene of all the current leaders of the Empire sitting in a circle in front of him. The old man was obviously a little dazed for a moment, and stood there blankly until Orla nudged him from behind. Then, with a conditioned reflex, he suddenly straightened his body and saluted his sister. "Your Majesty! Mellowa's Second Army … Second Army … "
His words were stuck halfway through, and he could not continue no matter how hard he tried. Then, he put down his hand dejectedly. My sister sighed softly. "You don't have to salute us anymore, do you?"
"Ah, yes …" Turazzo's lips trembled, and he finally let out a sigh. I felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so I temporarily shifted my gaze to Orla. This leader, the Queen Bee, rarely came to our house. Although she was Sandora's good friend in the past, due to her personality, she almost never appeared in front of us when it was not a mission. I looked at her silver-white mask, and casually asked, "Have you eaten?"
Orla respectfully lowered her head. When she focused her gaze, I heard an electronic noise. "Not yet."
"Then, do you want to eat something here?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
How did she finish these conversations so calmly? If it were anyone else, they would have already started Now Loading, right?
Icetis silently glanced at me from not far away, and said through the mental connection, "Chen, can you not speak at a time like this?"
I was speechless.
Turazzo only recognized a few of us at the scene, namely my sister and the others, but he should know the identities of the others, including the five Protoss cops. I could see that he was very embarrassed, so I wanted to speak to break the silence. However, my sister was one step faster than me. She nodded and gestured for Turazzo to sit down. "Relax, sit. Temporarily forget about those things today, and just treat it as a normal visit. "
"Your Majesty, you …" Turazzo hesitated, as though he could not understand the situation before him. Of course, according to the 'customs' of the old Empire, the situation before him was indeed difficult for him to understand. He did not finish his sentence, but I knew that he wanted to ask why my sister had called him here. His impression of the iron-blooded emperor was still stuck in his mind, and the gentle expression in front of him was like an ordinary housewife's' Her Majesty '. It was hard for him to imagine.
"It's nothing. As I said before, I only invited you here as a guest. I'm a little curious about you. That's all." My sister looked at Turazzo. "I asked you to sit down."
"Oh, oh." As though he had received an order, the old man instinctively straightened his body before taking a seat in front of us. I looked at him curiously. "Speaking of which, what did Orla tell you before you came? Oh, Orla is the one next to her. "
"His Majesty the Emperor summoned you." Turazzo sat up straight as though he was giving a military report. He added, "Yes, that's it."
I silently glanced at Orla. Her expression was like a mirror reflecting everything.
"Ahem," Sandora suddenly spoke. She looked at Turazzo. "I know the result of your sentence. In the end, the death penalty was revoked, and it was changed to Level One Exile."
"Yes." Turazzo looked relieved. "It was a little surprising. We did not expect to be exempted from the death penalty after committing treason. If it was the old Empire …"
"It would have been the same in the old Empire. After all, you used your military achievements to make up for your crimes. Even if we were talking about treason, you would only be considered as an accomplice," Sandora said calmly. "And to be honest, Level One Exile is not an easy result. You should know the content of Level One Exile."
Hearing that, Turazzo nodded slowly.
"According to the rules of Level One Exile, you will be exiled to a barren world far away from the developed countries. You will be stripped of all technology and industrial infrastructure. You will not have any tools to survive. You will have to atone for your sins on a primitive planet. You will have to start from the Stone Age, and your entire civilization will have to start from scratch. The universe of exile has gone through strict tests to ensure that your existing knowledge and scientific knowledge will not be effective in the new world. In the years of exile, you and your people will have to learn everything from scratch, including how to obtain food and smelt metals. You will have to learn everything in the world from scratch in order to create primitive tools. The only thing that can be guaranteed in the world of exile is that it is suitable for life. "
"This will be a difficult period of exile," Sandora added at the end. "The exile will continue until the day you can step out of your own universe again. Only then will the Empire remove the sinner brand of your race. And in the process, many people will die of old age on the road of exile. Your lifespan is very long, but I'm afraid that your generation will not even live to leave the planet. A civilization, from the beginning of ignorance to leaving the mother planet, is a path of death. Ninety percent of intelligent races will fall before that. Although you have set foot on the starting point with an enlightened mind, the world chosen for Level One Exile will not give you any shortcuts. In history, Level One Exile can almost be seen as another kind of slow death sentence. You should know this. "
"You have already said that you will at least allow us to bring an enlightened mind." Turazzo had a calm expression on his face. "This is already a great gift. This will allow us to survive. The Mellowans have already wasted their pass as an enlightened race. Now … it might not be a bad thing to start all over again. "
"It's good that you can think that way." Sandora nodded. "I hope that you can really start all over again. Personally, I still hope to see your descendants reappear before me after a few years."
I looked at the scene before me and still felt that it was simply too strange. On one side was the ruler of the Empire, and on the other side was a prisoner who was about to embark on the road of exile due to treason and would spend the rest of his life on a primitive planet. Yet, they were facing each other and calmly discussing the long punishment that was about to begin. There was no disappointment or worry about the difficult life of exile on Turazzo's face. It was as if he was just going on a trip. On the other hand, Sandora's face was so calm that it was almost completely expressionless.
Icetis, Monina and the other Protoss sat at the side. They did not express any opinion on the matter. They were just a group of witnesses who happened to be present, silently watching how the matter began and how it ended. Shallow Shallow did not seem to feel much about the current environment. She was combing the tail of the stupid fox. The fox was the only one who did not feel much about the environment. However, Shallow Shallow would occasionally look up at Turazzo and sigh softly. It seemed that this girl was not completely stupid.
I glanced at Turazzo and felt that I would never be able to understand the thoughts of a person with a ton of dark history. My sister should be similar to me. Her mentality was not much more complicated than mine. So, she coughed twice and got everyone's attention. "Let's not talk about this. Turazzo, right? Let's have a meal before we depart."
The old man on the other side was stunned.
"Your Majesty … Are you not going to ask me about …"
"I don't remember what happened in the past, and I know that the others have already dealt with the matter," my sister said calmly. "Let's not talk about it anymore. I asked you to come today because I wanted to see what kind of person you are. I am a little curious about you. Also, consider it as a farewell. After all, I was also your ruler tens of thousands of years ago. "
Turazzo would never have thought that he would meet his Emperor again and hear such words. But just like tens of thousands of years ago, he did not question or question the Emperor's words. He nodded silently and calmly accepted everything.
The next day, the Conservatives embarked on the road of exile.
It was also the same day that Barrian and his followers stepped into the fourth zone.
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