706 Alec's Regrets
"Men, bring out the prisoners!"
"Yeahhhh!"
The moment William issued his command, the crowd quickly cheered merrily.
And soon, several Baymardian soldiers and Arcadinian guards quickly brought out the handcuffed ragged-looking prisoners.
Of course, the nobles that would get executed were brought out first, before their final boss, Alec Barn was brought out.
Seeing the tall mighty Alec being held down made many people shocked to the core.
With Alec's strength, 2 or even 3 people might have problems holding him down.
But in preparation for today's execution ceremony, they had weakened Alec quite a bit by reducing his normal food rations and limiting the number of times he ate in a day.
A man like Alec ate at least 4 full plates of food during one mealtime... and meat was always a must for him.
He ate enough food to keep his figure up since he was already used to eating that much for the past few decades which worked well alongside his training.
So now that they had forced him on a diet that couldn't even be better than what ordinary peasants ate, his body just gradually crumbled and weakened.
He had a pang of constant hunger that have him headaches, belly pains and also made him felt like he might faint at any given time.
He was truly weak to the bones.
If one really observed him, they would see that without the support of the guards and soldiers, he might actually fall.
Of course they inky needed him to be conscious so that he could face his crimes and feel the pain of death.
"Boo! Boo! Boo!"
"Kill the tyrant!"
"Booooooo!"
The crowd went hysterical when they saw him climb onto the wooden stage and drop to his knees before them.
This man had been their nightmare for years, so how could they not be glad to see this day?
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Alec forcefully opened his tired eyes and watched the people before him laugh and mock him.
The anger that had now engulfed his heart was enough to flood the entire Hertfilia.
He couldn't help but think it funny when he remembered how they had cheered for him after he took the throne decades ago.
Of course, they didn't have a choice back then, because if they refused... then they might be put to death by the many guards who were watching them closely.
Just looking at the people below made his blood run cold.
He didn't know that he had been living with so many pretenders all these years.
Even his own sons and wives were planning to kill him too.
Yes!
He still remembered the words that Eli and Connor had said to him when he had been taken to visit them.
Their confession only made him crumble even more.
One should know that the moment his sons learned that he had been captured and would soon be executed, they didn't waste any time to reveal their true faces.
And when he was brought back to Arcadina, his lowly wives who he had always regarded as worthless in terms of power, also revealed their true faces as well.
What was funnier was that his third wife already knew that he was the one who had killed his 3rd son James.
It looked like even she had a better info network than he did because she had played him like a flute all this while.
He felt like the victim here.
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Alec looked thought about it more and once again agreed that he was truly the victim here.
They had played with the little emotions that he gave them, and had also been strategically planning his downfall for over 10 years now.
Wasn't that bloody scary?
If this incident didn't happen, he might even be thinking that one of them would be willing to save him.
But now he knew better than anyone that he had been living with live performers for so many years.
It seems that all the sex, money, and prestige that he had given them wasn't enough to make them grateful towards him.
No... they still schemed day and night for his throne while he had treated them honestly.
Alec looked at the crowd below who hated him and also looked at his so-called wives who were standing at a distance waiting for him to be executed.
Most importantly, he looked at Oden and his family and felt regret build up inside of him.
Yes!
He regretted not ensuring that this brother of his was truly dead.
And he regretted not strangling his sons and his wives when he had the chance.
It would have been better if he ruled Arcadina with no heirs than to have backstabbing bastards right under his nostrils.
And by then, he would've been able to show these people what a real tyrant could do!
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"Hahhahahahha!
Do you really think that I'll die?
I, the dragon king is immortal!
You all should pray to your ancestors that my ashes don't wander on Arcadina's soil, or else I won't let any of you off even if I become a ghost!!" Alec said while yelling hysterically as loud as he could.
But since there wasn't any megaphone by his mouth, only those on the massive palace walls could hear him.
Of course, they all secretly swore to burn his ashes and dump them on any other empire's soil just in case.
Even though Alec's maddening words truly took away most of his strength, he didn't care at all since he knew that today would be his death day.
He looked at Oden, William, his wives and everyone else in deep resentment and unwillingness.
As for William who received Alec's glare, he just calmly smiled back at him before raising his hands again to call for silence.
By then, the names of all the prisoners were read out before William passed the list to the announcer who then climbed onto the execution stage.
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The newly built stage could only accommodate 6 people at a time.
Once the executioner got on the stage, each prisoner would be called one by one to be beheaded.
The nobles who previously seemed courageous , all looked at the executioner and the massive axe in his hands in fear.
"Your highness!
Please forgive me!
I promise to turn a new leaf in life if you do."
"Yes your highness!
I can swear with my life that I will become an honest man from here on out.
So please spare my life."
"Your highness...
Even if you turn me into a peasant, I will willingly accept it."
"Spare us!"
"Spare us, your highness!"
(:'TT□TT':)
The nobles all begged loudly in hope of changing William's mind, but William just looked at the executioner and signalled for him to begin.
And so just like that, each noble was sent up the stage one by one.
Their crimes were read publicly, their last words were duly noted and their heads were sent flying with the executioner's mighty axe.
"Minister Fah Gregare!"
"No!
I don't want to die!
I don't want to!
I don't...."
'Chop!'
"Minister Joffrey Klin!"
'Chop!'
"Minster Alexander Maximus!"
'Chop!'
'Chop!'
'Chop!'
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