Chapter 945 Missing a Face Fruit
Chapter 945: Missing a Face Fruit
"This...isn't quite appropriate?"
Faced with Lyon's request to watch the execution, the smile on the middle-aged prince's kind face couldn't help but fade, revealing a bit of embarrassment.
"The crime he committed is much more serious than yours. He will probably be caned. If you go to watch the punishment, you might get tainted or dirty... Plus, you have to meet my father later, so it's better not to go to such a dirty place."
Dirty place...
After taking a glance at the prison's shiny floor and the somewhat glaringly white walls, Leon couldn't help but sigh inwardly, knowing that he was probably right. He immediately rejected Prince Vernon's dissuasion, shook his head and insisted:
“I still want to go over there and take a look.”
"OK then……"
Seeing that Leon still insisted on going, knowing that it would be useless to stop him, Prince Vernon's smile faded a little, and then he waved his hand and ordered the guards behind him:
"Go over there and tell them that I'm bringing His Excellency the Prince to watch the execution. Ask them to clean up quickly and get rid of those eyesores..."
"His Royal Highness Prince."
After interrupting Prince Vernon, Leon grabbed his raised arm and said without blinking:
"No need to notify in advance, we'll just go."
"..."
Faced with Lyon's rather impolite behavior, Prince Vernon couldn't help but frowned, and instinctively tried to break free from Lyon's pull, but Lyon's palm was like a vise, directly clamping his arm tightly, and even slowly tightening inwards bit by bit.
"Let's go then!"
Knowing that he could not defeat these freak cleaners with physical strength alone, Prince Vernon did some homework in advance. Knowing Lyon's identity as a "level three cleaner", he had to give up the request to have someone "clean" in advance.
As Lyon dragged Prince Vernon out of the clean and bright "prison" and walked towards another building more than 200 meters away, a lot of excited emotions rushed into Lyon's eyes through the dirty walls.
Sure enough, the fairness of the Kingdom of Caleven was not as fair as Prince Vernon said... The fairness that a prince like himself could enjoy and the fairness that a boarding tower security guard could enjoy were no longer the same thing.
Walking along the cobblestone road covered with hexagonal punishment sticks, amid the astonished looks of passers-by, he arrived at the entrance of another huge prison. Looking at the surrounding environment that was quite in line with his expectations, Leon couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.
Unlike the so-called "prison" where he had just stayed, the rows of damp blue-black stone steps in front of him spiraled downward all the way to the ground. The water stains seeping from the cracks in the wall glowed dark red like rust under the dim light of the cylinder wall lamp.
The faint smell of blood, accompanied by a very slight stench, floated up along the vertical ventilation shaft. Even though someone had carefully hung up the net and the smoke lamp, it still attracted a group of flies buzzing around the outside...
Judging from the current appearance, even a fool can tell that this is definitely not a good place!
Lyon, who already had an idea in mind, pulled Prince Vernon, who looked reluctant, and stepped down the stone stairs expressionlessly. As everyone went deeper and deeper, the dungeon, which had been kept relatively clean, became increasingly unbearable.
The beams of light that came through the narrow air windows high above began to float with a lot of moldy dust. The potholes on the ground were filled with sewage mixed with suspicious dirt. The dull sounds of several blunt instruments hitting the flesh were mixed with the explosions and screams of the shaking whip tips...
Relying on brushing Prince Vernon's face... or the royal emblem embroidered on the front of his clothes, after passing several rounds of guards who came to block him, Leon, with a frown, followed the direction of the Heart Lake and found the location of the security guard at the boarding tower.
The good news is that he was released after only a few minutes, and after he came out, they realized something was wrong and immediately came over to rescue him, so he didn't suffer any harm.
But the bad news was that the criminals who were being punished in the same "penalty area" as him were being mercilessly whipped with whips mixed with iron wire, and they were screaming in extreme pain one after another. "Why is it so bad here..."
"Sir Leon, there's really nothing to see here."
Prince Vernon took two steps back due to the smell of the execution area. He glanced at the prisoners whose skin was slightly cracked by the beating, especially the security guards who were tied to the stakes and waiting to be beaten. He said with a somewhat unhappy expression:
"You took all the other charges, and the judge's sentence was not severe. The punishment he received for disobeying the king's order was only thirty lashes after paying the commutation fee.
His condition won't leave any sequelae. He just needs to go back and take two supplements and rest for three to five weeks and he'll be fine. You don't have to worry about me giving him any additional punishment. Once he's whipped, the matter is over."
"..."
It's the truth.
Looking at Prince Vernon's heart which was only slightly rippled, Leon frowned and found that it was difficult for him to say anything at the moment.
Just because I mentioned the Luminous Church to the "tourists", I was whipped thirty times with a barbed wire whip. This was naturally a very harsh and even cruel punishment. But as an outsider, I really had no right to criticize the laws of other countries, but...
"Can you give me some face?"
Although he usually hated this sentence, looking at the horrified look in the security guard's eyes, Leon couldn't help but beg for mercy helplessly:
"After all, I was the first one to cross the cordon, and he went over to remind me, which led to the following events. So, can you please…"
"Mr. Leon, it's better if you don't say anything else!"
After narrowing his eyes slightly, Prince Vernon put down the hand that was pinching his nose and reminded him unkindly:
"You may not know that obstructing justice is a serious crime here! Even more serious than disobeying the king's order!
As long as you finish your question of 'can you', even if you are not familiar with the laws here, I'm afraid you will have to go back to that prison for a while!"
"..."
"Sir Leon, it's time for us to go!"
After glancing at Leon who was speechless after being refuted by him, Prince Vernon moved his wrist which was pinched and hurt before, and urged him unhappily:
"This place smells too bad. Changing clothes and sprinkling incense is useless. You need to at least take a bath to cover it up... Don't you have something important to see my father about? Then please hurry up! Don't stay here and waste any more time."
"..."
Although he still felt that there was something wrong with this punishment, Prince Vernon's explanation and request sounded reasonable. It was difficult for Lyon to "break the law" by force, so he had to leave the execution area under the desperate gaze of the security guard.
Shortly after Lyon and his companions left the prison, the security guard on the boarding tower felt a slight bulge on his back. Two oblanceolate light green leaves, mixed with a bunch of bright red small cones, emerged from a very tiny blood vessel on his back.
After it completely emerged from the security guard's back, the larger red cone shook slightly and hit the smaller cone, causing a series of almost undetectable mental fluctuations.
'Olivia.'
After looking through the shell of the Parasitic Oak fruit and seeing the frowning red-haired director in another cone, the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the cone couldn't help but sneer and said:
"The man you mentioned has changed the Cleanup Bureau and may even change the entire world in the future...is he at this level?"
(End of this chapter)