Chapter 1564 - All His Life, He Had Never Been A Letdown To Lord Flerken's Choice
Chapter 1564: All His Life, He Had Never Been A Letdown To Lord Flerken’s Choice
“Indeed.” Mag squinted a little. His target is locked. Gary did have something to do with the black fog.
However, since that was the case, he would go all out with Gary today. The mission ended tonight, so he had to kill Gary before that and get rid of the black fog.
There were a lot of powerhouses present. At the main table in the center was an orc in golden armor. He should be the most powerful orc in the entire race, Auster. Compared to the other 10th-tier powerhouses at the same table, his aura was way greater.
Of the top 10 orc tribes, four of the chiefs came and three other tribes sent their representatives. They had very distinct characteristics that showed which tribes they were from.
Before he came, Mag read up on a lot of information about the orc tribes, so he had a certain level of understanding for each of the tribes.
The Falk Tribe was a little weaker compared to the Aug Tribe. However, the former chief, Isaiah, used his charisma and kind attitude towards the other tribes to garner a lot of support from the other tribes. Therefore, the Falk Tribe could be in a sort of equilibrium with the Aug Tribe.
After Isaiah passed away in the rebellion, this equilibrium was tipped.
Most of the tribes who sent representatives over supported the Falk Tribe and stood on their side previously. There were two other tribes who simply didn’t send anyone over to attend the conferring ceremony. The chiefs of the two tribes were pretty close with Isaiah.
Auster and Gary had an ambiguous relationship. Mag could not possibly do anything during the conferring ceremony, so he could only wait for the ceremony to end and the audience to leave before finding a chance to take action.
Gary went up the elevated platform in the middle of the venue. The four torches blazing at each of the four corners of the elevated platform lit his orange armor up brightly.
“Thank you all for coming to the Falk Tribe Chief Conferring Ceremony!” the captain shouted at the top of his lungs below the stage. “Our new chief: Chief Gary! He will be crowned as king, witnessed by Flerken, and become the new chief of the Falk Tribe!”
There was a roar of applause and cheers.
Gary looked at the orcs who were cheering for him, and the corners of his lips slowly rose. He had been waiting for this moment long enough.
More than a century ago, he was downstage, looking at Isaiah standing up here while getting crowned as the people cheered and Flerken congratulated him, thus casting Gary far behind him.
From that moment on, he swore to himself that one day, he would take over Isaiah’s place and stand up here openly to step all over those fellows who once mocked and ridiculed him, and to make everyone applaud and cheer for him.
Now, he finally did it.
Isaiah was dead. The ones who mocked him were all dead.
Gary opened his arms wide, and loudly said, “This is the choice of the mighty Flerken. He bestowed upon me great strength to carry the responsibility of leading the Falk Tribe onwards! I, Gary Bellock, shall inherit Lord Flerken’s will and become the ruler of the Falk Tribe!”
He shone and glimmered under the bright lights.
The people of the Falk Tribe were all looking at him. There were ardent supporters and also those in deep sorrow.
“Hm? Father, look. That uncle is dressed in the same color as Ugly Duckling,” Amy said, looking surprised as she pointed at Gary.
“Meow.” Ugly Duckling let out a soft meow, and cast a disdainful glance at Gary.
“Yes.” Mag’s lips moved as he tried hard to suppress his laughter. He looked around, and saw the execution stage not far away.
There were dozens of gallows standing on the stage, and that looked rather creepy.
If nothing went wrong, Ferdinand, whom they had searched for in vain, would soon be brought up to the gallows, and would then be publicly executed, marking the start of Gary’s era.
“Isaiah is the Falk Tribe’s criminal. During his rule, he went against and insulted Lord Flerken, put the evil people in power, and harmed the ordinary people…” Gary started to list the 10 crimes that Isaiah committed during his reign. Each of the crimes was abhorrent, portraying Isaiah as an immoral and violent ruler.
The nobles sitting at the normal tables started agreeing loudly, as though the ruler that they were proud of just a few months ago suddenly killed their fathers.
In contrast, the ordinary orcs were rather quiet. Several of them lowered their heads in silence.
This fellow really cannot be compared to Isaiah. Auster looked at Gary, who was glowing, and scoffed. He leaned back in his chair in a relaxed manner. He was here today to watch a show, and hopefully he would not be disappointed.
Of the chiefs and representatives present, some of them were gloating, while some were silent.
“Lord Flerken chose me to end Isaiah’s reign to save our people from misery. There are still some who have yet to give up, and are attempting to reinstate the tyrant ruler’s reign by helping the tyrant ruler’s son become the new tyrant.” Gary pointed towards the gallows.
A secret passageway appeared on the ground in front of the execution stage. A frail young orc was brought out through the passageway with his hands tied together.
“It’s Young Master Ferdinand!”
The people from the Falk Tribe recognized the young orc very quickly, and could not help but exclaim in astonishment.
“He’s Ferdinand?” Mag looked at the frail young orc. He looked around 16 to 17 years old, and he had short, messy brown hair. He was so pale that there was almost no color to him, and had a pair of pinkish-white orc ears on his head, exactly like Connie’s. Indeed, he was just like Hannah described him—a meek bottom with weak kidneys.
However, what shocked Mag the most was his pure black eyes. There was not a single white in those eyes that remained eerily black under the flaming torches.
“There’s an evil aura on him too. It is similarly very faint, but there’s something sinister about it, yet I can’t put my finger on it…” Irina’s voice sounded in Mag’s ear.
“How… is this possible?” Mag squinted. He looked at Ferdinand in bewilderment as the latter was brought up the execution stage step by step. He was Connie’s brother, the one she risked her life to save, and was even the eldest son of the former chief Isaiah. How could he have an evil aura?
Ferdinand’s appearance caused quite a commotion. The nobles were still cursing as they concurred with Gary, while the ordinary orcs behind the fence started to surge forward.
“Young Master Ferdinand is such a kind person. He’s kind and loyal, just like the former chief.”
“Ya, what a pity. He should have become our new chief.”
Some of the older orcs could not help but lament in pity.
The guards standing in front of the fence started to hit the orcs who were rushing forward with the batons in their hands. At the same time, they pulled out their swords and sabers to warn the crowd to back off.
Amidst the crowd, Durward raised the magic caster’s staff in his hand slowly. There were many orcs who had squeezed their way to the front, and they also pulled out the weapons they’d hidden under their coats.
Gary looked at Ferdinand, who already had the rope put around his neck, with a scoff and said, “Ferdinand, you and Isaiah committed heinous crimes against the Falk Tribe. Today, you shall be hung to death on this execution stage to end the dark period of your family’s reign. Do you have anything else to say?”
“If the 100 years that my father led the Falk Tribe through are considered a form of torture and harm, please let me offer my most sincere apologies right here on his behalf.” Ferdinand looked at the orcs around, and said in a loud and sincere voice, “He died in the hands of his most trusted brother. The city gates were opened by rebels, and the palace was attacked by the rebellion army. In order to protect his dignity as chief and the glory of Flerken, he fought till the very last moment! All his life, he had never been a letdown to Lord Flerken’s choice, to the people, and to his children, as a ruler and a father!”
The shouting nobles slowly grew silent. They started to look away, afraid to meet eyes with Ferdinand.
“Isaiah!”
“Isaiah!”
“Isaiah!!!”
Behind the fence, the orcs started shouting with fury as the crowd started pushing forward.
Gary’s expression changed, and he quickly said, “Lies to deceive the people! E-execute him!”