Only the date of the trial will be given to the living who are to be tried, and where the trial will take place. The judge could not tell anyone who received information such as who he was.
"Don't be silly!! We have the right to know!!
It is the moment when one of the nobles who had been briefed shouted so. The hammer, which had already been formed with indignation, is held in his hand when the minister of Zalbvail, who was explaining it, moves.
The minister smashed both knees of the nobility with a hammer at about the same time.
"Ghaaaaaaaa!!
The aristocrat who falls to the floor releases a scream. If they suddenly smash their legs, they may behave naturally, but the mercy of Zalbvail's men will not be inspired by it.
The minister waved relentlessly down on both arms of the nobility as he shook up the hammer of war. The living turned away from the sound and tragic sights unfolding that made them want to block their ears with 'Gushari'.
"Ghaaaaaa!!
The living people looked back at the scream that happened again and looked at it flashly, but as the minister grabbed up the face of the screaming nobleman, he went straight out of sight.
When the door is closed, the screams of the nobles who were taken from it are again uttered. The soundproofing of the doors between the sights should be high, but the screams still echo during the sights.
"You guys imagine what that fool's been seeing for a while."
The minister turned his overly cold gaze to the living, who also completely ruled out mercy.
Then those who were left in the sight of him for almost an hour were heard the sound of the tortures of the nobles. Those inside will never see what hell is unfolding across the door. But I'm pretty sure it brought fear to those inside.
After nearly an hour of torture, everyone was breathtaking at the figure of that nobleman, who showed himself again during a glance.
The limbs of the nobility were lost and pierced with several spears. And terribly, the nobleman was not (...) dead yet.
His breath was constant and he was nearing extinction, but he was still conscious. This was because a spear pierced his body had avoided the aristocratic steeple. He wasn't fatally injured because he was avoiding vital organs.
Oh, you're still alive.
The minister who was explaining it also gave the appearance that it was natural for the minister who was asked to say it.
"You bet. Because these guys don't know where they stand. You won't understand until you show us what you're going to see when you buy our misfortune."
"Sure. If I understood my position, I wouldn't be able to say" rights. "
Those who were in the midst of the ministers' conversation slipped their throats. Because they were trying to raise their voices, too, following the wounded aristocracy.
"Hey. Come in."
When the minister said so, the damned (...) samurai came in. Most of those on this occasion knew that the maid was one who worked at the Imperial Castle. When the Imperial Castle fell, it was already killed and undead by the Zalbvail people.
"Look closely at what's about to happen."
When Zalbbeyle's minister told him so in the sight, the living men slipped their throats. I imagined what kind of tragic scenes would unfold.
"If you don't want to be like this guy, be very careful what you say."
When the minister said so, flying a black beast toward the samurai, the samurai with the black beast was transformed into a black beast about three meters long. Besides, the face of the beast remains the face of the samurai. Never before have I seen anyone so miserable.
"Hih!!
"Ahhhhhhh!!
"Wow!!
The living people who saw the black beast with the samurai's face shouted. Those who barely cried had their faces turned blue.
The samurai's face is also stained with despair. The thought of why I have to be seen like this is overflowing in my eyes.
"Do it."
The samurai, who became a black beast following the minister's orders, held the nobleman down on the floor with her forefoot.
"Gu... yah... yu... yah... yah... yah"
The nobility makes a plea in tears, but it didn't work at all. The samurai's mouth ripped wide open and her fangs glanced from her mouth.
The sight was even a miserable thing. The living people wanted to turn away, but they refused to let their bodies move, and they were going to see a whole lot of nobility eaten by the black beast.
I guess the eating aristocrats no longer have the power to shout. The scream didn't go up, but I could fully detect that I was experiencing tremendous pain from that expression.
He ate his abdomen and bled to death. The living knew that the light had been lost from their eyes and the nobles had died. The smell of blood and organs filled the sight, and some of the living people vomited.
"Now, have you understood what would happen if we bought our unhappiness"
The living people nod with their blue faces in the words of the minister.
"Prince Shukr will be the first to stand trial with the Lord's intentions."
Shukl, called by name, nodded quietly. None of the living say anything about it. Even my mother, the Queen Alice. I just didn't want to be killed like a nobleman who was killed for doing something different here.
"Take a good look at your sins in the short time leading up to the end of the trial."
When the minister says so, he leaves the cadavers of the devoured aristocrats intact, the devoured aristocrats undead later, but it seemed like a policy of not immediately undead them for show.
The samurai, who had been transformed into a black beast, returned to her original appearance as the minister left, with a relieved look on her face, but squatted her hair as she thought about what she had done.
The living had hope that if they won the trial, they would be able to survive, but they were reminded how difficult the path was.