The Witch Hunter System

Chapter 1003: Exposed for Public Scrutiny



After the Baron died, the other three Knights rushed over to the blasted Knight to provide emergency care, not hesitating to take out precious healing elixirs and medicaments.

However, the latter refused their treatment.

"It's too late to save me. You'll only be wasting your divine elixirs. Besides, the road to the afterlife is surely a lonely one. We shouldn't let our brother walk it alone. I'll leave the rest to you all," the dying Knight said.

The three Knights clutched their elixir bottles with reddened eyes. Even a moment of delay became too late for their divine elixirs to bring their friend back from the jaws of death; they could only watch his last sliver of life slip away.

"Don't worry, Brother. We will surely bring an end to the nobles!" the three Knights vowed.

...

Not long after the seventh transit pillar was deactivated, the other transit pillars also faced similar situations-The transit pillars were deactivated, the Knights rebelled, and the nobles were killed, unprepared for the betrayal.

More importantly, the powerful Divine Star Realm nobles all died of the same vicious poison. They died scratching their melting flesh to death.

A poison no one had seen before... A Poison Master no one had heard about... And an organized mutiny carried out by many Knights...

Not every Knight betrayed their Lord because of revenge; many Knights also did it to survive. Even so, many people could agree that the Knights' mutiny was planned a long time ago when they pieced together the clues.

General Neyi's arrival only pushed the anti-noble faction's plan ahead of time.

Not long after the Residential Zone became divided between the noble faction and the anti- noble faction, many of the nobles' dirty and evil deeds were brought to it.

With so much evidence to back them, the Celestial civilians were both shocked and horrified by the tyranny and darkness they had been living under. Many people had looked up to the Fanghorn Lord and the nobles, envying their status, power, and authority.

Becoming their knight was a symbol of honor.

But now?

All they could feel was disgust, loathing, and outrage. They were filled with anguish for the victims who had suffered miserable endings under nobles' abuse of power and authority.

"Kill all nobles!"

"Kill the City Lord!"

The enraged civilians gathered their tools and weapons, crowding outside noble estates. Their gazes showed furious determination to wipe out all nobles and their lineage.

They wanted to purge the great filth from their beloved city.

"Death to noble scums!"

"Kill them all!"

The civilians continued their bouts of shouting outside the noble estates. Normally, the Knights, servants, or guards would have shooed them away. However, the Knights were gone, and the servants and guards were too ashamed to side with the nobles.

The angry, judgmental gazes of the masses could murder them.

Still, even without anyone guarding the noble estates, the original folks had no way of breaking past the protective barriers with their mortal strength.

Meanwhile, gloom filled the interiors of the noble estates.

Even the nobles didn't have the slightest idea where the mountain of evidence came from. They had always cleaned up their mess to look clean in the eyes of the public, especially the Fanghorn Lord.

The Fanghorn Lord would never allow a single voice of dissent to grow into something more. Any civilian who had ever spoken ill of him would always end up in some accident, scandal, or executed for fabricated rage-inducing crimes they had never committed.

Yet, there were countless private messages, secret transactions, images, and even video proofs of their wicked deeds. It was as if the entire list of their inhumanity had been recorded and laid bare for public scrutiny.

What the nobles thought to have been secrets were, in fact, no secrets at all.

It was as if someone had been monitoring their every move for countless thousands of years -all for such a day to come when they could be brought down.

Still, there was simply too much evidence that even if a rat existed within their noble group, they couldn't have produced so many. In fact, they were more inclined to believe someone maliciously fabricated the mountain of evidence.

They had committed so many atrocities that even they don't remember everything. Thus, they couldn't confirm the legitimacy of everything, let alone others.

All they understood was that such a mountain of evidence, true or false, was enough to ruin a person's life a hundred times over.

"Who is it? Who has such great hatred for us that they were willing to devote this much time and effort to drag our reputations through the mud?"

No matter how much the Fanghorn Lord and the nobles pondered, they couldn't think of

anyone.

After all, while it was true that the atrocities they committed in their lifetime would earn them countless enemies, they had also removed all of their potential enemies; they did not give their victims or their families and friends chances to point their blades at them.

As such, they didn't understand how they could have so many enemies. Moreover, most of them were among their Knights.

How did they end up committing so many atrocities to people related to their Knights and had their Knights find out about them? Had it been someone's deep-rooted scheme?

Had someone purposely lured them to indulge in their wickedness against their Knights' beloved ones?

While the Fanghorn Lord and the nobles were trying to make sense of the situation within the safety of their estates, General Neyi and the Fanghorn General arrived in the Residential Zone with their troops.

It was no surprise that the city's situation was not one that they had been expecting. The wickedness of the nobles had shocked them to no end.

Needless to say, they all felt unprecedented levels of rage.

"I can't believe this is the type of people our military has been protecting while our good soldiers give up their lives to defend against the threat of the Outer Sea... Even a million deaths won't wash these scums of their sins!" the Fanghorn General thundered with rage and

gloom.

The Fanghorn General was truly disgusted and sickened to the core.

This was the true face of the Fanghorn Lord and the nobles? To think his beloved city had been hiding such a deep-rooted darkness! He had failed his home and people!