Ling Cage: I come from Hisakawa

Chapter 55 Morgan: Do you think I know him?
Mark, how are you going to fight me this time?
Charles used the force of his gun to suppress the upward curve of his lips, his angry expression twitching and looking somewhat comical.

"Lord City Lord."

He shouted, "I've also brought the priest who was beaten by Dust People 1012. Before you meet Dust People 1012, I think you should listen to what they have to say so you can understand how bad Dust People 1012 is!"

Mark, I'm going to smash you into the ground!
Even if I can't do anything to you this time, as long as you persevere, your father will eventually be disappointed in you.

When the time comes, the position of city lord will be mine!

mine!

Morgan glanced at Charles, a barely perceptible look of disappointment in his eyes.

Human beings are already in such a difficult situation, yet this child is still preoccupied with internal strife. Is this just human nature, or was my upbringing of him inadequate when he was young?
“Let them come over,” Morgan said slowly.

He's going to teach Mark a lesson this time.

Mark is not only exceptionally capable and broad-minded, but he also enjoys the support of both the upper class and the lower class, making him the best candidate in his mind for the next city lord.

He doesn't have much time left.

According to the three laws of the lighthouse, when he grows old and frail, he should participate in the voyage ceremony and go to the ground to live and die on his own.

Before he stepped down, he wanted to make Mark aware of the darkness hidden in the depths of the human heart.

As the commander of the hunters, Mark can be kind and impulsive, which can win him people's hearts, but after becoming the city lord, he can no longer be so reckless, as that could kill many people.

He was going to teach Mark a lesson!
“Lord of the City!” Mark frowned.

“The matter is already clear. I am willing to share the punishment for 1012. Is there any need to listen to the testimonies of those priests anymore?”

He didn't understand what Charles wanted to do.

But he's always right to oppose what Charles advocates.

"Captain Mark, neither of us witnessed what happened. How can the firsthand account of those involved better reconstruct the situation?"

Charles held his chin high, striking a victorious pose.

Mark wanted to say something more, but Morgan waved his hand: "Charles is right. Bring those priests up."

Mark was silent.

"Bring the priests!" ordered Victor, the city's defense commander.

The city guards opened the doors to the council hall and led the priests in.

The priests walked up behind Charles.

They bowed to Morgan, then began to accuse 1012 and Mark of their own accusations.

“Lord of the City, Captain Mark is condoning 1012’s disobedience to law enforcement and is even trying to protect 1012. He has no respect for the laws of the Lighthouse!”

"Captain Mark, as the commander of the Hunters, led the resistance against the law, which has had a very negative impact!"

"1012 went too far. If it weren't for the protection of the Lord of Light and Shadow, I probably would have been killed on the spot. How could a commoner have such good skills? Captain Mark must have taught him!"

"Under Captain Mark's leadership, the Hunters have always looked down on the Lord of Light and Shadow. If Captain Mark is not punished this time, the Hunters will probably disregard the Lord of Light and Shadow even more, which will surely cause disaster in the future!"

Mark frowned.

He knew these clergymen would exaggerate, but he didn't expect that their main target would be him.

This must be Charles's instruction.

It turns out that Charles's hostility towards me had reached this level; he could find any excuse to instruct his lawyers to frame me.

Mark couldn't help but become wary.

On the high platform, Morgan's head was buzzing, and he silently waved his hand.

The priests quieted down.

Victor, who was standing next to him, sighed and looked up, saying, "Bring in Dustman 1012."

The city defense troops walked out of the court council hall.

Morgan gazed out the door, his fingers tapping lightly on the back of his chair.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.
Mark definitely needs to be punished, but not too severely. He needs Mark to lead the hunters, and he also wants Mark to become the city lord in the future. He can't let Mark become disloyal to the Lighthouse.

Now the question is about 1012.

As a mortal, 1012 has committed heinous crimes. If he were handed over to the Church of Light and Shadow for punishment, he would probably not see the sun rise the next day.

But 1012 is not an ordinary Dustman. When 1012 was first identified as a Dustman, Mark had a big argument with him about it.

Now that 1012 has gone wrong, Mark has offered to share the blame.

Mark is no longer a child; he must consider Mark's views, but at the same time, he cannot ignore Charles and the Church of Light and Shadow, and he must also uphold the Law of the Lighthouse and prevent other Dust People from following 1012.

This makes the scale of punishment too delicate.

so troublesome!
Morgan's temples throbbed.

He took a deep breath and lowered his head to gently rub his temples.

At this moment, Bai Yuetian walked into the court council hall.

Is this person Morgan?
He immediately spotted Morgan sitting on the platform, his head bowed and rubbing his temples, looking extremely tired.

Bai Yuetian felt a little uneasy.

Although he was outside the council hall, he could vaguely hear the discussion inside through the crack in the door.

The situation is not optimistic.

If Morgan were to severely punish him and then hand him over to the Church of Light and Shadow, his life would be over at the Lighthouse.

“1012, the Church of Light and Shadow accuses you of disobeying the laws of the Lighthouse, and claims that Captain Mark ordered you to do so. As the city lord, I am now giving you a chance to defend yourself.”

Morgan said without looking up.

"Thank you, Lord City Lord," Bai Yuetian said slowly.

Morgan paused slightly.

this voice
It sounds familiar, but I can't quite place where I've heard it before.

strangeness.

Bai Yuetian defended himself: "I did disobey the Lighthouse Law, but I had only just arrived at the Lighthouse and had participated in a dangerous ground mission. I simply did not have enough time and energy to memorize all the laws."

"As for Captain Mark instructing me to disobey the law, that's utter nonsense, like a eunuch visiting a brothel!" he said in a deep voice.

A proverb with a strong old-world flavor.

Morgan's brows were furrowed.

The more he listened to the voice, the more familiar it seemed; he almost remembered it.

At that moment, Victor leaned close to his ear and said, "Morgan, look at his face."

Victor's voice trembled slightly.

Morgan was suspicious.

Victor was his confidant, a steady and reliable person, and he rarely heard Victor make such a sound.

But what's so attractive about a face?

How could I possibly know a survivor from the old world?
Morgan lowered his hand and looked at Bai Yuetian's face.

Ok? !

Morgan's expression froze in an instant.

He stared at Bai Yuetian's face, unconsciously gripping the handrail tightly, the veins on his withered hands bulging menacingly.

No one in this lighthouse knows this face better than him.

How can it be?

How could it be him!

An overwhelming sense of shock filled Morgan's chest and echoed in his mind.

My breathing quickened, and my heart pounded deafeningly.

Morgan opened his mouth.

Suddenly, he felt as if his heart had been squeezed tightly.

"Uh!"

Morgan groaned, his face contorted in pain.

(End of this chapter)