After the parade and trial, this group of people was sent to Graywhite Territory as quickly as possible.
However, the transport team stopped when they reached Black Iron City, with the remaining journey being continued by the people from Graywhite Territory.
Peter was thus escorted to Black Iron City in a daze, and the entire city showed no signs of war. Merchants and ordinary citizens walked along the bustling streets, and there were even theatrical performances from time to time.
The nobles being escorted looked around with astonished expressions at the sights of Black Iron City.
Although Black Iron City was prosperous, it still fell within the nobles’ understanding, so after the initial shock, they quickly calmed down. Their astonishment was more about how the Northern Border seemed different from the information they received.
Although they were under escort, many of these nobles were professions, while the guards were just ordinary people. Peter noticed the seemingly unarmed soldiers starting to fidget.
When some soldiers changed shifts, a noble quietly asked Peter, “Escape?”
Peter looked at that noble with a look of disbelief.
This was like choosing not to commit suicide after being sentenced to death by the Emperor, but instead trying to escape.
Amidst the old nobles, the old party, and some dealings with Augustine, Lilith chose to compromise, but if anyone was unwilling to accept their fate or tried to escape, it would be like handing a knife to Lilith.
At that time, even Augustine would have no reason to continue stopping Lilith.
Moreover, this could anger Graywhite Territory, and if there were any issues with the arms trade, the mud-legged folks in the southwest were watching closely.
The noble had no choice but to return to the group and followed the escort to Graywhite Territory.
Upon stepping into Graywhite Territory, the towering obelisk, huge waterwheels, the various magical rune formations on the streets, and the roaring factories all refreshed the nobles’ perceptions of the Northern Border and shattered their pride.
The information the Royal Capital received about the Northern Border was seriously distorted; apart from being extremely chaotic, some intelligence was simply outrageous.
After all, under Fang Ge next door, it could be said that the infernal scenes that Caudic once described had been surpassed.
The information related to Graywhite Territory was extremely polarized: either it was more tragic than under Fang Ge, where the governor supposedly ate two children every day, or it was a divine kingdom on earth, where everyone lived like nobles.
Amidst the bombardment of these two extremes of true and false information, the general perception of people in the Royal Capital about Graywhite Territory was that it was highly capable, but in reality, it was not much better than Fang Ge’s territory. They needed to sell arms to make money.
This was the most rational speculation.
It should have been this way, but what presented itself to these nobles in Graywhite Territory not only lacked the sour stench of slop, but there were no starving corpses or beggars; it was even more prosperous than the Royal Capital, filled with things they had never seen before.
These nobles, known for their wide knowledge and experience, looked like inexperienced old men in Graywhite Territory, curiously looking around.
If they had not seen it with their own eyes, most people would still prefer to believe in the version where Governor Lind ate two children every day.
Soon, Lind met these nobles in the cell. Almost all of them had accepted their fate and did not even have thoughts of escape; when they saw Lind, they merely paused for a moment and said nothing more. There were no tears, nor did they kneel to beg for mercy.
“Go mine.”
After saying this, Lind left the cell in disappointment.
He had already instructed the escorts to relax their watch, but he did not expect none of these people to even try to escape; it was truly a pity.
This level couldn’t even be considered revenge; true revenge was far from over.
“Tell me about the families behind these people, give me a detailed introduction, one by one.”
On the way out of the cell, Lind spoke to the air.
However, a voice came from the shadow beside him, as Lucanus reported the families of these people in detail to Lind.
Originally, the extreme faction within the old nobles that resisted Klan’s regime was the group of noble families that assassinated the king, so it was no wonder they could find common ground with the Demon Clan.
“A bunch of filthy rodents.”
Lind shook his head at what he heard. Lucanus’s introductions deepened Lind’s stereotypical impressions of these nobles.
“Take note of these family names; they will be useful in the future.”
Lind wanted these people to understand that trying would not only end up with them dying; unless their family had a wholesale approach.
After arriving at the study, Lind pulled out the letter from Lilith addressed to him.
In the letter, Lilith described in detail how these individuals colluded with the Demon Clan to carry out the assassination plan and briefly mentioned the current situation in the Royal Capital. She hoped Lind would quickly open the channels for purchasing firearms and cannons to send arms over.
Likewise, Lilith expressed her gratitude for Lind’s support, but unlike before, she also hoped to call Lind “brother” as a gesture of thanks, which left Lind somewhat stunned.
The term “brother” and “sister” in this world is not common; it mostly appears in the church, and at most, it is a relationship established between intimate lords and vassals.
Did that queen’s prime minister not read this letter? A queen of a country calling a local governor “brother,” did she really know what she was doing?
Although the letters between Lind and the queen were nominally personal, in reality, they would be internally examined as they pertained to important matters and already had diplomatic implications.
On such a letter, making a brotherhood proposal, Lind suspected the other party had a brain lapse or simply did not understand his hints.
Or did they think that by becoming his “sister,” he would refrain from rebellion?
Don’t mention a sister without blood relation; even if a real sister came, Lind would still rebel. At most, it would change from beating the other party to thoroughly educating them, turning the act of punishing the kingdom into a real purge.
However, as he continued reading, Lind began to understand the deeper meaning behind that decision.
Although the people escorted here were indeed guilty, they were also scapegoats. A plan to assassinate the king requiring high-level professions and the necessary funds could not be decided by just one family.
The queen currently seemed to be thriving; she had just resolved the assassination of the former king, opened channels for cannon purchases, and was about to become the Saintess of the church.
But Lilith could not carry out purges against these families.
Lilith did not have her own army, and her legitimacy stemmed entirely from Klan’s will, with the interpretation rights of that will held by Augustine.
After all, no matter how comprehensive the will was, Klan was dead and could not come back to speak; the real implementation of the will still depended on the Augustine family.
Clearly, Lilith’s current power had exceeded the range envisioned by Augustine.
Perhaps, before the reforms ended, as long as the war in the southwest slightly eased, Augustine would begin to take action.
No, perhaps Augustine was already beginning to take action.
Thus, Lilith needed to continually use external forces to solidify her position, and Lind was an excellent external force.
Especially since Lind had said that whoever made the queen abdicate would be the one to do so.
Lind even suspected that this was not Lilith’s intention but rather the prime minister’s idea. It was more of an alliance than a blood bond, an alliance between Graythorn Territory and Lilith herself.
