Lord of Winter: Beginning with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 714: Chapter 400: Lament of the Old Era (Part 3)

The reactions of the other nobles were even more unbearable, with more than a dozen minor nobles nearly fainting in fright, their faces more ghastly than corpses.

In the midst of this shudder, Louis gently set down his teacup.

The wind and snow seemed to pause for a moment.

He spoke calmly, as if chatting about the weather, ”It must be over.”

The moment his voice fell, everyone understood he was not talking about the end of a battle, but the end of an era.

Tap, tap, tap...

In this deathly silence, a series of steady footsteps came from below the stone steps.

Lambert appeared.

He slowly stepped onto the city wall, his red cloak stained with blood, his armor covered with a thin frost. His face, however, was as calm as if he had just returned from morning training, showing no sign of having been through a hellish scene.

In his left hand, he held something, drip by drip, with droplets of blood trickling down his iron glove, forming a string of dotted blood scabs on the ground.

It was a head.

Ackman Greer’s head.

That once arrogant face was now twisted in a grimace, eyes wide open, pupils unfocused, as if trying to shout something in the last moments before death, forever frozen in a silent scream.

At that moment, it was as if an invisible giant hand gripped the throat of the entire city wall.

The nobles instinctively made way, and some even fell to their knees in weakness.

Lambert walked up to Louis, knelt on one knee, and raised the head with both hands:

”Report to my Lord, the leader of the rebels, Ackman Greer, has been executed. The remnants of the Seventeenth Legion have been disarmed and are awaiting your judgment.”

Louis put down the teacup in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the head, as if appraising a worthless product: ”Very good, Lambert. Let the logistics issue each of you some wine to warm up later.”

That was it.

Killing a leader of the Imperial Legion was worth only a few barrels of wine in his eyes.

The nobles gasped inwardly, finally realizing that Louis’s view of power and warriors was on an entirely different level from theirs.

Louis stood up, walked to the edge, and looked at the head, suddenly sighing,

His tone carried a hint of regret: ”Ackman was originally a loyal defender of the Empire, but unfortunately...power-hungry, he went mad. He cruelly murdered Baron Morkan and co-opted the Seventeenth Legion in a bid to rebel and attack the Northern Territory.”

The spines of those around tensed.

Everyone understood that it did not matter whether the truly mad one was Ackman or Louis.

What mattered was that Louis had openly pinned the crime of treason squarely on Ackman.

Louis raised his voice, his tone steady: ”Fortunately, with the witnesses of my colleagues in the Northern Territory, I successfully assisted the Empire in quelling this rebellion.”

He slowly turned his head, looking at Count Albert, smiling: ”My Lord Count, you have seen it with your own eyes, this is the truth, isn’t it?”

Albert put down his cane, rested his hands on his knees, and slowly bent deeply, placing his hand over his heart.

This was the highest salute of the old nobility.

”The guardian of the Northern Territory...is you. You have saved us and upheld the honor of the Empire.”

One sentence, like a declaration of the end of an era.

The city wall fell silent for three seconds, then, like waves blown by the wind, hundreds of nobles bowed in unison.

”The Northern Territory owes you a debt of gratitude.”

”We can all testify to today’s events.”

”It was rebellion suppression...it absolutely was rebellion suppression.”

Louis waved his hand lightly: ”Hang this head on the highest mast of Frost Halberd City. Let everyone remember that anyone who dares to run wild in the Northern Territory will end up like this.”

Lambert lowered his head to receive the command: ”As you command, my Lord.”

Ackman Greer’s head was lifted high, wobbling in the wind and snow, the falling blood droplets shattering on the cold stone bricks.

The new order of the Northern Territory was fully established at this moment.