The tall gallows stood quietly in the marble-paved square, a place that was hated by all the nobles.

Time is dappled in the solemn marble square, and the "Imperial Code", which was once regarded as a guideline by countless people, is engraved on a gray stone tablet in the corner of the square.

However, it has not been opened for a long time, and every corner of the square is covered with dust.

The administrator stood beside Caesar XIII in fear, following the majestic emperor through the square.

"I remember that the royal family has allocated money every year for you to renovate this ......"

Standing in front of the stele, Caesar XIII stroked the stele that carried countless times and memories, and asked the stewards here, "Is this how you 'repaired'?"

Although the tone was light, the words were full of pressure, and the manager couldn't raise his head.

Hearing Caesar XIII's accountability, the administrator's neck shrunk, his head lowered, and his eyes were suddenly filled with panic.

"I, we're going to send someone to clean up every three months, but, ......" The manager's brain spun and stammered to find a plausible explanation.

But at this moment, the emperor suddenly spoke and interrupted him.

"Lick it clean. ”

The manager's head instantly went blank, and he trembled and didn't dare to raise his head.

Caesar XIII waited for a moment, did not wait for a response, and made a gesture impatiently, and one of the guards standing behind them stepped forward, forcefully pulled the manager's head, and made him look at the dusty stele.

"I don't want to say it a second time!"

Caesar XIII looked at him indifferently, and his eyes made the manager's heart beat violently.

"I, I ......"

The manager's gaze involuntarily moved to the stone tablet, and his heart was full of remorse, regretting why he had coveted that little repair fee before, and if he had been given another chance, he would definitely not do it!

It's a pity that it's too late to regret it.

Caesar XIII left the dead-faced administrator and the guards guarding him there, and left the 'execution ground' with one of the remaining guards.

Until he stepped out of the gate, he was still immersed in the 'memories of the past' - he had the court mage cast a spell on him that would allow him to see the place in its past.

Since hundreds of years ago, when the power of the royal family began to weaken and most of the nobles deteriorated, this execution ground has not been used.

Maybe it will be reopened soon, but ...... Who knows?

The past flashed before his eyes, but Caesar XIII could see what the people in the scene were doing.

Just as when he stood in front of the stone tablet before, he saw the sight of many commoners crowded with some nobles.

The appearance of those nobles changed again and again, and the mental outlook of the commoners also changed again and again.

From the hope and yearning of the past, to the blandness and indifference of the future, and then suddenly to hatred and numbness, in the end, all the civilians disappeared into this execution ground, and the only people who stood in the execution ground to watch the execution were some arrogance with arrogance written on their faces.

Once it was full of people, now it's covered with dust.

The fair and strict aristocracy is no longer there, and the current aristocracy no longer thinks about the 'ideal' and the 'future', they only focus on the 'interests' and the 'present'.

The scenes of the old days passed in front of Caesar XIII one by one, and he watched the people who walked from this road to the square from many to few, the commoners from having to nothing, the decorations of the nobles from unpretentious to high-crowned, and their expressions from angry and serious to frivolous and arrogant.

The aristocracy, which was thought to be considered by the state, is now very few, and the rest are always loyal to 'interests' and 'desires'.

Looking at these past scenes, even Caesar XIII couldn't help but have a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Time is the cruelest punishment in the world, which can destroy a high-spirited young man into a dying old man, and can make a group full of ideals gradually evolve into greedy people who forget their righteousness.

Let this place that should be 'sacred' be tainted with greed!

This should be a sacred place for civilians to complain about their grievances and criminals to be punished accordingly, but people's greed has gradually turned this place into a pickled place to exclude dissidents.

The former aristocracy was so glorious that even though they could not all be perfect, they were able to abide by the laws they had set and do unto others as they would have them do unto them.

Today's aristocracy is filthy, and the laws used to restrain their subordinates and themselves have been trampled on by themselves, imposing their will on others, even if they have borne thousands of sins, they can still enjoy their old age in peace!

When did the aristocracy begin to deteriorate, and when did the commoners cease to aspire to fairness?

And since when did the nobles turn into enemies of the commoners?!

Looking at the scenes flashing before his eyes, Caesar XIII only felt irritated.

When did his empire, the country he loved, when did this country begin to deteriorate?

Was it from the 'Prince Rodel Rebellion' more than a thousand years ago?

Was it from the war with the Arcane Empire more than eight hundred years ago?

Or did it start with the 'Great Evacuation of the North' more than 700 years ago?

Or maybe it started with the 'Lloyd Riots' five or six hundred years ago?

Caesar XIII felt a heart-wrenching pain, but only this heart-wrenching pain could keep him going!

He hoped that the empire he loved would return to its old ways, that the young people of the empire would be filled with hope for the future, that the empire would not continue to sink......

That's why he did his best to push for change, the old system is no longer suitable for the present, and the old things should be overthrown.

The empire should inherit the good things of the past, keep them, and then get rid of the dross, so that the empire can continue.

Although those high-ranking dukes and earls may not like to see this, it is precisely because they don't like it that he insists on it!

Even if even he thought it would be difficult to make this future happen, he was never afraid, he just ...... Afraid that he would retreat from seeing the terrible state of the empire......

So, here he is!

The roots of this empire are rotten, and the only way to cure this country is to get rid of some of the rotten flesh, even if the bones are scraped off.

Otherwise, after his death, his successor may usher in an even more serious backlash, and the empire will be completely divided!

The careerists have climbed to the top, and they have no way to ascend, unless, the empire is divided—only then can they wear the crown and become the true ruler of all things about themselves.

The guards guarding the gate of the execution ground opened the gate, and Caesar XIII walked out of the gate as if he were in a different world.

He won't let those careerists succeed!

Caesar XIII took a deep breath and stood in front of the execution ground, when the royal carriage greeted him.

The attendant opened the door for him, and the emperor walked up slowly, which calmed his shocked heart.

"Go back to the Palace of the Eternal Day. ”

Hearing the command from inside the carriage, the silent coachman flicked the reins, and the four horses began at the same time.

Having just walked through the filthy execution ground, Caesar XIII was covered in dust and dirty, but his eyes were very bright.

He has strengthened his heart and is able to keep himself tenacious on the path he set out in the beginning!

"Really...... Sorry......"

I don't know if the driver misheard, but he seemed to hear a sigh coming from the carriage.

The coachman, who has always been silent and full of military style, pursed the corners of his mouth, and a few tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

Then he flicked the reins and drove the carriage slowly towards the Eternal Day Palace with the support of a group of cavalry.