I Have a Sailing Game

Chapter 486 - 290: Fair Exchange (Double-Length)

Scott Region, Scot Island, Grand Plaza.

After several days, the Black Tide Secret Society had swept away the remnants of the Kizi Church within the Scott Region, leaving only a few scattered Kizi Sect Members to flee.

The Black Tide Secret Society did not continue to pursue these fleeing remnants of the Kizi Church.

They had more important matters to attend to.

Trial!

On the Grand Plaza, a spacious execution platform was erected, with Black Tide Knights holding execution axes, solemnly standing as if they were iron towers.

Some of the bolder residents of Scot Island began to murmur in low voices.

"Is the Black Tide Secret Society going to execute the believers of the Kizi Church? So many?"

"This Black Tide Secret Society is really ruthless..."

"Anyway, they’re no good. Those believers always acted as accomplices while pretending to be devout. It’s better to kill them."

"Sigh, it’s not so bad to be harsh on them. It’s just that I don’t know what this Black Tide Secret Society is like; hopefully, they won’t collect some ’clothing tax’ like the Kizi Church..."

"I think it’s unlikely. The people of the Black Tide Secret Society don’t look like good people. They seem more like... demons..."

"Shush! Keep your voice down! Do you want to die?"

Most of those who came to the plaza were relatively young people, with few women and children; in fact, it was mostly street urchins and ruffians...

They mainly came for the spectacle, but from among them, it was clear that they were wary of the newly emerged Black Tide Secret Society and even somewhat fearful of its demeanor...

More of the commoners were watching secretly from distant residences, balconies, and corners.

Kegate silently glanced at everyone present and slowly walked toward the execution platform with heavy steps.

Behind him were a tattered Ceremonial Attendant and a provocatively dressed Female Knight.

They were the highest combat power of the Kizi Church stationed at Scot Island.

In past days, the commoners would not have dared to even glance at them; their demeanor was always exalted.

But now, they were like stray dogs, being pushed toward execution, nearing death.

Faced with such a situation, the once distinguished three showed different attitudes.

"Let me go, let me go! I am the Ceremonial Attendant, the Ceremonial Attendant of Scot Island! The highest authority of this city! You can’t treat me like this!"

"You witch demons, parasites, delusional heretics, if you dare to kill me, the Kizi Church will never let you go. The Kizi God will make you suffer the harshest torture to atone..."

"...Ugh!"

The Ceremonial Attendant screamed and shouted madly.

However, the iron chains on him spread, choking his throat, silencing him like a duck choked at the neck.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, please spare me, I was forced to serve the Kizi Church, if you let me go, I will offer my loyalty to your god... the Master of the Black Tide, I will pledge my loyalty to the Master of the Black Tide!"

"Don’t kill me!"

The Female Knight’s eyes were filled with intense fear; her face was attractive, her figure seductive, and the aura she unwittingly emitted made the men present salivate, their throats dry.

Yet, no matter how she pleaded, she couldn’t prevent her body from being gradually pushed onto the execution platform.

Kegate was the quietest among them.

He neither roared angrily nor cried bitterly; before death, he seemed to have some epiphanies, which made his heart calm.

He just quietly watched the two people on the execution platform.

A man and a woman.

He knew the woman well, named Sharo, apparently the Bishop of this new church.

But what puzzled him was the man.

Kegate wasn’t familiar with him, yet he stood beside Sharo, side by side.

At the same time...

Kegate looked down at the iron chains on himself.

The confining power surging in them seemed to emanate from that man...

But Kegate had no time to think further as he was taken up to the execution platform, kneeling in front of a crowd of commoners and Black Robe believers.

Soon, a neatly arranged group of Kizi Church remnants was pressed onto the execution platform, their backs to the crowd of the Black Tide Secret Society.

Just when everyone thought the execution was ready, another group of Black Tide Believers brought forth a group of ornately dressed individuals, their faces filled with fear and anxiety.

"No, no, you can’t kill me! I am the Lord of this island; my status is inherent, I am supreme!"

"Spare me, I haven’t done anything wrong..."

"I’ll give you money! I’ll give you land! I can give you everything; please have mercy and spare me!"

These people cried bitterly, wailing and pleading, their eyes uniformly filled with fear and disbelief.

The sight of them caused an uproar among the crowd.

"My god, it’s Pietro, the Lord of Scott, that man-eating old shark!"

"God, can you please keep your voice down? Don’t let anyone hear you!"

"There’s also Lady Ai Li, Sedaya the gang leader... all of them prominent and respectable nobles!"

"The Black Tide Secret Society is going to execute them?!"

Some young people were both shocked and delighted, with some cheering outright.

In fact, whether the Black Tide Secret Society took over Scot Island or executed the Kizi Church believers, to them, it was not unexpected.

After all, Scot Island had not always been under the rule of the Kizi Church; other churches existed on the island before the Kizi Church arrived.