The six food merchants were taken to the gallows, and the executioner noosed them around their necks.
The food merchant's faces were extremely pale. No one knew what happened to them last night. They were so terrified of the stuff they went through last night that they actually felt relieved by the rope on their necks. They would rather die than to go through the torture again.
There were three kinds of execution in this world: hanging, burning, and beheading.
Hanging and beheading were obvious from their names. Execution by burning was tying a person to a cross and burning them alive.
“Yes. To think that you black hearted merchants will have to die today. You deserve this."
“That’s right. To think that you dared to go ahead and try to murder City Lord. You deserve to die.”
All the citizens shouted at them angrily. Some of the bolder citizens that were willing to spare some money even started to throw their shoes and slippers at them.
Lucas would not have killed the food merchants if the only thing they did was sell the wheat at high prices. After all, they were the ones that had wheat, and no one regulated the prices. Whoever had wheat had the right to set the price.
What really killed them was their greed. Lucas would have killed them even if they hadn’t tried to murder him. It was just a coincidence that they had done so before he even did anything.
Ben took out a roll of sheepskin, which was only used for major announcements like today. Most of the other times, paper was used.
“According to Lord Lucas’s judgment, these six people are charged with the crimes of:
1. Disrupting the order of the market.
2. Attempting to murder a noble. 3…, and 4…. According to these charges, they are hereby sentenced to death through hanging.”
This was basically the other world version of a public judicial verdict. Of course, if the food merchant’s mouth hadn’t been stuffed, it wouldn’t have been so quiet. Their eyes were filled with fear, and tears flowed from their eyes like a stream.
'Why is this happening? I don’t want to die.' the food merchants shouted in their hearts. 'My joy filled life had just begun! Why is this happening?'
The food merchants looked at Lucas with eyes full of hatred. 'This is all because of this crazy noble, 'they thought. If it wasn’t because of him, They wouldn't have to die. Baron Omar will avenge us! All of this wheat is his! He won’t let this Lucas go.'
“Kill them.”
“Kill them.”
“Kill them.”
There were shouts of “kill them”, with each one being louder than the previous shout. After the shouts, the food merchants were all hanged.
Lucas looked at the six corpses calmly. He waved his hand and a few people immediately came to take the bodies away to be cremated. He had read the eyes of the food merchants. 'Baron Omar? Come at me, I’m not afraid of you. It’d actually be perfect if you come after me. Your horse thieves will serve as good training for my soldiers and slaves in my mines.'
The death of the food merchants put fear in some of the citizens, and they looked at Lucas in awe.
This was the effect that Lucas wanted. He stepped forward and shouted, “Everyone, in order to avoid more incidents of overpriced wheat, I, as the city lord, announce that the right to buy and sell wheat now belongs to the City Lord’s Mansion."
“This means that, if, after the autumn harvest, you have more than enough wheat and you fear that it will rot due to improper storage, and you want to sell the wheat, you can only sell it to the City Lord’s Mansion."
“It is forbidden to sell or buy wheat privately. The City Lord’s mansion will buy everyone’s wheat at market price, and it will also sell wheat to everyone at the same price.”
That was Lucas’s main focus today. As long as the right to buy and sell wheat was in the City Lord’s Mansion, the order of the market would be in his hands. Next time, there will be no problems like overpriced wheat polished or unpolished.
More importantly, he would be the one that holds the lifeline of the people. In this era, the ability to eat is a luxury for commoners. As such, Lucas, who held the majority of the food, is the one that has the most right to speak.
“City Lord, so how many copper coins does it cost for a kg of wheat?” Some people who were bold enough asked from the crowd.
The civilians all looked at Lucas expectantly. They were scared by how expensive the wheat was. If Lucas hadn’t paid their salary with wheat, they might have already left Sedona City in hopes of finding a way to live.
“Since the market price of wheat a few days ago was two copper coins per kg, the City Lord’s Mansion will also sell wheat for two copper coins per kg.” Lucas said, smiling.
Hearing that, everyone became silent. Some people were even so excited that they had tears in their eyes. In the next second, cheers erupted.
“Long live City Lord! Long live City Lord!”
“Long live City Lord Lucas! Long live City Lord!”
The shouts made the corner of Lucas’s mouth twitch. Why does this scene resemble an emperor and his subjects so much?
Ben’s eyes subconsciously swept the people in the crowd. He saw several familiar faces that were shouting “long live” as hard as they could. These people were the ones he had deliberately placed in the crowd after he heard about Lucas’s plan. After all, most nobles use this trick all the time to sway the commoners’ opinions.
Mina was the one who had taught him about the words “long live”. According to Mina, those words were used to describe great people, in hopes that they will live for a long time.
With this, the second step of Lucas’s plan was completed, and only the last, and most dangerous step was left. Ben looked at Lucas worriedly, and Mina stood close to Lucas’s side and took out her military knives.
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The six food merchants were taken to the gallows, and the executioner noosed them around their necks.
The food merchant's faces were extremely pale. No one knew what happened to them last night. They were so terrified of the stuff they went through last night that they actually felt relieved by the rope on their necks. They would rather die than to go through the torture again.
There were three kinds of execution in this world: hanging, burning, and beheading.
Hanging and beheading were obvious from their names. Execution by burning was tying a person to a cross and burning them alive.
“Yes. To think that you black hearted merchants will have to die today. You deserve this."
“That’s right. To think that you dared to go ahead and try to murder City Lord. You deserve to die.”
All the citizens shouted at them angrily. Some of the bolder citizens that were willing to spare some money even started to throw their shoes and slippers at them.
Lucas would not have killed the food merchants if the only thing they did was sell the wheat at high prices. After all, they were the ones that had wheat, and no one regulated the prices. Whoever had wheat had the right to set the price.
What really killed them was their greed. Lucas would have killed them even if they hadn’t tried to murder him. It was just a coincidence that they had done so before he even did anything.
Ben took out a roll of sheepskin, which was only used for major announcements like today. Most of the other times, paper was used.
“According to Lord Lucas’s judgment, these six people are charged with the crimes of:
1. Disrupting the order of the market.
2. Attempting to murder a noble. 3…, and 4…. According to these charges, they are hereby sentenced to death through hanging.”
This was basically the other world version of a public judicial verdict. Of course, if the food merchant’s mouth hadn’t been stuffed, it wouldn’t have been so quiet. Their eyes were filled with fear, and tears flowed from their eyes like a stream.
'Why is this happening? I don’t want to die.' the food merchants shouted in their hearts. 'My joy filled life had just begun! Why is this happening?'
The food merchants looked at Lucas with eyes full of hatred. 'This is all because of this crazy noble, 'they thought. If it wasn’t because of him, They wouldn't have to die. Baron Omar will avenge us! All of this wheat is his! He won’t let this Lucas go.'
“Kill them.”
“Kill them.”
“Kill them.”
There were shouts of “kill them”, with each one being louder than the previous shout. After the shouts, the food merchants were all hanged.
Lucas looked at the six corpses calmly. He waved his hand and a few people immediately came to take the bodies away to be cremated. He had read the eyes of the food merchants. 'Baron Omar? Come at me, I’m not afraid of you. It’d actually be perfect if you come after me. Your horse thieves will serve as good training for my soldiers and slaves in my mines.'
The death of the food merchants put fear in some of the citizens, and they looked at Lucas in awe.
This was the effect that Lucas wanted. He stepped forward and shouted, “Everyone, in order to avoid more incidents of overpriced wheat, I, as the city lord, announce that the right to buy and sell wheat now belongs to the City Lord’s Mansion."
“This means that, if, after the autumn harvest, you have more than enough wheat and you fear that it will rot due to improper storage, and you want to sell the wheat, you can only sell it to the City Lord’s Mansion."
“It is forbidden to sell or buy wheat privately. The City Lord’s mansion will buy everyone’s wheat at market price, and it will also sell wheat to everyone at the same price.”
That was Lucas’s main focus today. As long as the right to buy and sell wheat was in the City Lord’s Mansion, the order of the market would be in his hands. Next time, there will be no problems like overpriced wheat polished or unpolished.
More importantly, he would be the one that holds the lifeline of the people. In this era, the ability to eat is a luxury for commoners. As such, Lucas, who held the majority of the food, is the one that has the most right to speak.
“City Lord, so how many copper coins does it cost for a kg of wheat?” Some people who were bold enough asked from the crowd.
The civilians all looked at Lucas expectantly. They were scared by how expensive the wheat was. If Lucas hadn’t paid their salary with wheat, they might have already left Sedona City in hopes of finding a way to live.
“Since the market price of wheat a few days ago was two copper coins per kg, the City Lord’s Mansion will also sell wheat for two copper coins per kg.” Lucas said, smiling.
Hearing that, everyone became silent. Some people were even so excited that they had tears in their eyes. In the next second, cheers erupted.
“Long live City Lord! Long live City Lord!”
“Long live City Lord Lucas! Long live City Lord!”
The shouts made the corner of Lucas’s mouth twitch. Why does this scene resemble an emperor and his subjects so much?
Ben’s eyes subconsciously swept the people in the crowd. He saw several familiar faces that were shouting “long live” as hard as they could. These people were the ones he had deliberately placed in the crowd after he heard about Lucas’s plan. After all, most nobles use this trick all the time to sway the commoners’ opinions.
Mina was the one who had taught him about the words “long live”. According to Mina, those words were used to describe great people, in hopes that they will live for a long time.
With this, the second step of Lucas’s plan was completed, and only the last, and most dangerous step was left. Ben looked at Lucas worriedly, and Mina stood close to Lucas’s side and took out her military knives.
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