Village Head's Debauchery
chapter-1053

The warrior nodded and swiftly descended the stage to carry out the orders.

Moments later, wrapped in bandages, the wingless former Commander Edmar limped onto the stage and was immediately laid on the platform.

As the crowd glimpsed the face of the man responsible for the atrocities committed by the nobles, their voices grew louder.

"Wait!" Orion called out, ensuring his voice carried across the area. "We should throw him to the crowds and let those he has wronged deal with him."

Hearing Orion's words, the crowd erupted in a thunderous roar of approval. Though watching the downfall of those responsible for the atrocities had brought some satisfaction, they were eager to deliver their own judgment on the perpetrators.

The warriors nodded in understanding. They bound Edmar tightly and then hurled him off the stage, sending him tumbling towards the frenzied crowd.

SPLASH!!

Edmar landed in the pool of blood, skidding to a stop at the feet of the onlookers.

Without hesitation, the crowd surged forward, dragging him into their midst as they unleashed their pent-up fury.

"I'll make you pay for what you've done!"

"Today, we'll end you with our own hands!"

The voices of the crowd grew louder as more people joined in, pounding Edmar's body, tearing it apart piece by piece in rage.

Observing the scene, Orion signalled the warriors to bring up the remaining leaders.

Within seconds, the leaders were escorted onto the stage one by one.

Like Edmar, they remained silent, likely understanding that death awaited them regardless of how much they might plead.

As Orion took a closer look-his first time meeting them-his eyes widened as he recognized someone among them.

Kerensa?

Orion shook his head. No, it wasn't her. The Centauress bore a striking resemblance to Kerensa, but it wasn't her.

Could she be a relative? Orion furrowed his brows beneath his mask as a thought crossed his mind.

Kerensa possessed information that was not available to the ordinary inhabitants of the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City. She had actively sought to establish a connection with Orion to secure more fruits despite her assumptions that he might be a noble. Her strength was undoubtedly sufficient to protect herself within the city, but Orion understood that her information likely came from someone with similar or higher authority.

Initially, he didn't care, assuming that this person could be someone from the Household. He couldn't start inquiring about their identity without risking deception or mocking Paradise.

In fact, he might have been wrong, and that person could already be dead. However, seeing the figure before him now, there was no way he could turn a blind eye and pretend he didn't notice.

"Wait!" Orion commanded, causing the warriors to halt their actions.

"Is there something else on your mind?" Seth asked, turning his attention to Orion. Orion nodded. "When I first arrived at the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City and decided to look around, there was a centauress who provided me with all the information I needed, which was crucial in uncovering the conspiracies being plotted by the nobles. And that Centauress bore a striking resemblance to her," Orion pointed directly at the woman.

"After the tremendous help she offered, I don't think it would be proper to watch her beheaded with the others."

Though Orion had traded for the information he needed from Kerensa, from the little he knew about her, she seemed to be a good person who cared about those around her. With her strength and familiarity with the residential areas of the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City, she could be valuable as an undercover, helping Paradise keep an eye on any hidden threats.

"Oh!" Seth nodded in understanding. "We can't stop the event now, but I have a plan. I've been curious about the Dragmins' dragonic bloodline. I hadn't found any particularly interesting before, but I think one of their leaders will do." His eyes were fixed on a specific Dragmin leader on the stage, dressed in a long-sleeved folded midi dress.

Orion raised a brow under his mask. He knew that the villagers had strict criteria for choosing partners or the parents of their children, which was even more noticeable when compared to women of other races. The idea of intermingling rarely crossed their minds, and considering their limited fertility age limit, it wasn't even worth contemplating.

However, it seemed that the Dragmins' dragonic bloodline had piqued Seth's interest because of his gift.

"It's surprising. I didn't expect you to suddenly develop such an interest. So, what exactly do you have in mind?" Orion asked.

"Why don't we be straightforward? I'm sure the inhabitants of the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City would be grateful to learn that one of their leaders was among the reasons why such atrocities were quickly unearthed," Seth responded, contemplating.

"I'll leave it to you, then," Orion nodded. Since the plan aligned with his thoughts, he let Seth handle it.

Seth nodded and stepped forward.

On the other side of the stage, the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City's leaders witnessed former Commander Edmar being assaulted by the crowds. They had even enlisted the help of a god's chosen to dissect his limbs and vital organs.

Initially, the leaders were confused about why the warriors around them had halted their actions just as they were about to be placed on the platform. However, they quickly understood when the Paradise Key Leader stepped forward. They realized that, like the former Commander Edmar, they faced an even graver fate.

"Everyone..." Seth announced, drawing everyone's attention. "During Paradise's investigation into these atrocities, one of the reasons we were successful was due to crucial intelligence provided by two of your leaders."

Seth pointed towards the two leaders.

The two leaders were stunned by the Key Leader's words. A hopeful expression, which had been quenched, reemerged in their gazes. Although the female Dragmin had no idea what was happening, she believed that as long as she had the opportunity to continue living, it was better than dying in such a terrible way.

For the Centauress, a knowing glint flashed in her eyes. She lowered her head with a sigh escaping her lips, her fists clenched with emotion.