Chapter 283: The Great Purge (Part )
The sunlight shines on the village square, making the entire square bright, but it cannot illuminate the dark clouds in the hearts of the villagers in the square.

The warm sunshine warmed their bodies, but could not soothe the anxiety in their hearts.

For ordinary people living in rural areas, whether it is the conflict between local and border factions, the civil war, or the war committee replacing the rule of the Locke Resistance, they don’t have much clear idea, and they don’t care much about who is ruling them.

Therefore, they did not have any special opinions on the War Council. After all, it was a fight between the knights. Why should they, a bunch of ordinary people, care about these things? They might as well think about what to eat in the evening.

However, they also knew that no matter who was in power, they could not resist. Therefore, when the cavalry team that delivered the message from the committee informed them to be prepared to welcome the group going to the countryside, they could only accept it obediently.

They had never seen the War Committee's rural delegation, so they imagined them to be like the big shots who came from big cities during the period of local rule in their memories.

Recalling the ferocious expressions of those big shots in their memories, the villagers in the square trembled in fear.

As the villagers looked on in fear, Harber followed a few villagers and the soldiers into the square.

Harber glanced at the number of villagers in the square and raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the villager who led the way and asked.

"Is everyone from your village here?"

"Yes, sir, all our village is here."

The villager said cautiously.

Listening to the villagers' words, Harber nodded nonchalantly.

At this moment, two men whose clothes were obviously several levels higher than those of ordinary villagers came up to Harber arrogantly with a dozen servants armed with swords.

Harper raised his head and looked them up and down.

Before Harber could speak, the two of them bowed to Harber and said.

"Butler Salin: Vitagis."

"Militia Instructor: Noble."

The two introduced themselves separately, and then spoke in unison.

"I've met my lord."

When the two men saluted and greeted each other, the sword-carrying attendants following behind them drove aside the villagers who were leading the way with Harber, and kicked the one who walked slowly.

Especially the villagers who had just explained to Harber. Since they were closer to Harber, they did not leave as quickly. One of the servants with a knife even drew out his knife and wanted to stab him.

Harber glanced at him, and then the ferocious expression of the sword-wielding servant suddenly stopped. A trace of pain appeared in his eyes, and then he was blasted away.

"boom."

The sword-wielding attendant smashed his weapon on an open space, raising a cloud of dust.

Harber retracted his gaze, looked at the two people in front of him, and spoke in a calm tone.

"Where are the people from the Salin family?"

"The gentlemen are waiting for you in the banquet hall."

Not caring about the safety of the sword-bearing servants at all, Vitagis, the chief steward of the Salin family, explained with a smile.

Harber looked at him coldly and spoke.

"I remember that the committee's order required everyone to assemble. The Salin family disobeyed the order. Clerk, please make a note of this."

The young clerk at the side nodded, took out a pen and paper and wrote down what Harber said on the spot.

Seeing this, Vitagis hurriedly tried to end the conversation with a smile, while Noble stood up and rushed over to try to snatch the clerk's pen.

"Assaulting an official is a serious crime. Come, arrest him."

As soon as Harber finished speaking, a soldier behind him quickly appeared in front of Noble, subdued him with two moves and pressed him to the ground.

After being subdued, Noble still struggled desperately, while Vitagis also stood up and tried to say something.

But, the moment he stood up, Harber looked at him and said.

"Did I ask you to stand up? You are not behaving yourself. Take them all down."

Vitagis's smile froze.

Afterwards, Vitagis, Noble and the sword-wielding servants they brought with them were all subdued.

Vitagis was pinned to the ground, his head raised, and he shouted at Harber.

"Sir, don't make the mistake! Don't forget whose territory this is."

Harber ignored him, looked up into the distance, and after meeting a pair of eyes that were peeping at him, he spoke lightly.

"The Salin family openly defied government orders and showed no remorse. They should be punished."

After saying that, Harber led most of the soldiers and ran towards the place he had just looked at. Among those who stayed behind, several officials looked at the villagers in the square, smiled kindly, and walked over.

In just a few minutes, Harber and some soldiers arrived at a manor.

"boom."

At the gate of the manor, fully armed guards drew their weapons and blocked the gate.

"Who are you?"

The captain of the guard drew his weapon, pointed it at Harber, and shouted loudly.

"This is the Salin family manor, outsiders are not welcome."

Harber looked him up and down, then looked up at the servant who was hiding behind the door, ready to come out at any time. He chuckled, too lazy to say anything more, waved his hand, and said.

"kill."

As Harber's voice fell, the soldiers behind him rushed forward quickly.

How could a few guards possibly defeat the soldiers? In less than ten seconds, all the guards were slaughtered.

"The Salin family is arrogant and domineering, threatening the lives of the rural delegation. We have no choice but to fight back. Record it."

As the guard's blood slowly flowed from the ground to Harber, Harber spoke calmly.

The clerk nodded and wrote down Harber's words.

At this moment, the servant hiding behind the door finally couldn't stand anymore.

The script was wrong. Shouldn't the guard give them a warning before he came out to clear the field? Why did he kill them directly?

The servant came out from behind the door, looked at the guard's body, was horrified and shouted.

"It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, sir. It's all my fault. I forgot to tell them that you were coming."

Before he could finish his words, a gate guard's broken sword pierced his head and nailed him to the door.

Harber stepped over the blood and corpses, not even looking at the terrified body of the servant, and strode into the manor with the soldiers.

He had no time for their political games.

According to the notice issued by the committee, for large rural families like the Salin family, regardless of whether they have connections with local factions and local separatist forces, or whether they have thought about secession, the committee has only one attitude, which is to kill as many of them as possible.

Even if they have no connection with local factions or separatist forces, as long as they can find an excuse, they will be killed. Minor crimes will be elevated to major crimes, and those who can be punished will be killed as much as possible, and those who can be killed will all be killed.

If he has any connection with local factions or separatist forces, then there is no need to worry about it, just kill the whole family.

(End of this chapter)