The Golden Throne

Chapter 204: Execution

Chapter 204: Execution

They walked until they were in the middle of the group. Liu Feng stopped for a moment, and looked around. He then closed his eyes.

“Okay. Looks like this is a more suitable place.”, he said out loud.

He raised his foot, and stepped down. A rumble came, and the ground in front of him started rising until it reached four feet tall. Liu Feng jumped on to the platform, and threw Marc and Lucius on top of the platform. They were on display for everyone to see.

“Some people might ask. But this is a duke’s son. So my response to them is this. Is a duke higher than a crown prince in the hierarchy? Even if the duke attempted such a horrible crime, then he would be killed. What authority does a duke’s son have, to dare raise his sword against me?”, Liu Feng shouted.

The soldiers cheered out loud, while the students remained silent. Liu Feng glanced at them, and shook his head.

“Well, they are not the people that I need to appease. I need to have strong public opinion to go ahead with all the plans that I have.”, Liu Feng shook his head. He then looked at the soldier who had come forward to execute the two students.

Although Liu Feng had effortlessly got onto the platform by jumping, that was not normal at all. The platform did not have stairs after all. With the platform being four feet tall, the soldier was not able to jump over it that easily, and he was struggling to come up. Liu Feng noticed this, and he gave his hand to come up.

“I would not dare to tarnish Your Highness’ hand. I shall climb up on my own.”, the soldier hastily said.

“I am not asking you to tarnish my hand. I am helping you get up. Is that hard to understand?”, Liu Feng said.

The soldier was reluctant, but he took Liu Feng’s hand and climbed up onto the platform.

“Your Highness, I do not have a sword to behead them.”, the soldier said.

“I will take care of that.”, Liu Feng smiled.

He snapped his finger, and a full fledged sword appeared out of thin air. He then handed it to the soldier. The loud voices of the soldiers diminished immediately when they saw this act of true magic. It was different from the attacking nature of the magic that they had seen. This completely defied all that they had learnt as a child.

Liu Feng handed the sword to an open mouthed soldier.

“Let us get this done with. We cannot allow such vile people to live on Dicain any longer. Let justice be delivered for your friend’s sister. You can tell him that her injustice has been avenged.”, Liu Feng patted on the soldier’s shoulder.

“Yes.”, the soldier said with eyes filled with tears, but they did not trickle down yet. The man walked towards Marc. Marc, who had already accepted his death, was facing his head down, and kept his eyes closed.

Swish

Blood splattered, and Marc’s face came clean off of this body. There were stunned looks over at the students’ side. They gasped in unison as they looked on with horror.

The man dragged the sword forward to approach Lucius.

Lucius was frightened by the mere sound that the sword made with the ground.

“You killed him. You actually killed him. Someone save me. Please save me. My father is a duke! Save me!”, Lucius shouted.

The soldier did not listen to any of the words that he had said. His eyes were lost, and they had no emotion in them anymore. He dragged the sword forward, and raised it above Lucius.

Lucius screamed as he tried to dodge. He moved to the side, just when the sword came swinging down.

The ground that Lucius was on was not concrete. The earth platform crumbled when the sword struck. It still stayed upright, but there was a tremor.

“Who said that you could move?”, Liu Feng’s voice rang next to Lucius’ ears. Lucius moved his head, to see Liu Feng’s face.

He moved back almost instantly.

“How did you get here from there?”, he looked with shock.

“A dead man needs no tales.”, Liu Feng smiled, as he raised his leg, and brought it crashing down on Lucius’ head. The head was forced onto the ground, leaving the neck wide open.

“You may strike again.”, Liu Feng nodded towards the soldier.

The soldier grunted in response, and he raised the sword again. Lucius was screaming. He was begging for his life, but no one moved. The onlookers just kept staring at what was happening. It was an unexpected thing that no one thought would happen inside the army camps.

Swish.

The sword came crashing for the third time. Blood did not splatter like the last time, because the head was still on the ground, under Liu Feng’s feet. It was just that it was separated from its body. The screaming and the begging stopped.

The soldier raised his sword. The blood stained sword meant much more to him than the siege that he had just won, or the war itself. Today, he won a battle that meant something to him. Tears streamed down from his face as he kept his sword in the air.

The soldiers burst into a deafening roar. They were shocked. Shocked that a noble was actually punished for the offense they had committed. They were introduced to the prince for the first time, and this first impression was a banger.

The students had solemn faces. Seeing two of their own die in front of them, killed by the person who was meant to be their commander, all but confused them. They looked at him with terror and with fear.

Liu Feng saw that the faces that looked up at him, were of fear, anger, and terror. He knew that this was a burden that he had to take, however.

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