I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 255 Complaining

Your portable library contains more than ten thousand volumes.

Although Walter and his group were only a dozen meters away from Li Moss and his group, the chatter of more than two thousand people was too chaotic.

He saw Li Mosi take a horn out of his pocket and take a deep breath.

Waaah————

"What's going on?"

"That sound over there!"

Thousands of people heard the horn and were briefly thrown into disarray.

But as soon as Ziyi stepped onto the stage, the clansmen immediately understood.

"Quiet!"

"Listen to the leader speak!"

"Shut up!"

The people quieted down.

Ugh~

Li Mosi only put away the horn after the scene quieted down.

The saintess glanced at his slightly flushed face, then looked up at Zi'an.

Zian swept his gaze across the people in front of him with a serious expression.

Ziyi is the same.

Although the people fell silent, he did not rush to speak.

The scene remained quiet.

One, two...twenty.

He counted to twenty breaths.

Seeing the atmosphere become tense, Zi Yi finally spoke.

"I have defeated the Talisman family!"

"hiss--"

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd below the stage.

Even though they had heard it from the soldiers and seen it after they gathered here, they were still surprised to hear such specific information from a goblin.

Walter cautiously glanced at the three people, including Li Moss, on the east side of the platform.

Why is it a goblin talking?

This is also what puzzles the people.

The people standing over there all look like the new lord.

But it was a goblin that was speaking!

Moreover, this goblin speaks so fluently.

If you cover your eyes, they might just think you're a human!

Zi Yi's gaze swept across the audience.

He waited until the sound of his breathing subsided before continuing to speak.

"That coward didn't even dare to defend his territory. He only dared to order his soldiers to guard the fortress, while he himself slunk away like a rat."

goo~

The people felt a mix of emotions and didn't know how to express them.

Even their inhalations turned into swallowing saliva, in an attempt to ease their tension.

Li Mosi looked at Zi Yi.

[Target state: Anxious, minor, recollection]

Having declared sovereignty, it's time to get down to business.

While the tribespeople were building the high platform, the few of them were also busy.

In addition to taking care of his son Yi Zi'an's image, he also reviewed the speech content and trial process details.

Both Ziyi and Zian said they understood.

But time was too tight, and he was unsure whether Zi Yi could perform well in front of so many people.

Li Mosi behaved like two different people during her actual interview and during mock interviews.

If Zi Yi makes a mistake, he must be ready to step in and save the day.

After a brief silence, Zi Yi spoke.

"He escaped, you stayed behind. Those who stayed are now my people. This territory is mine!"

As he spoke, he seemed to have made up his mind about something and became completely determined.

"I've heard that the Talis family and his supporters have made many mistakes. Including his butler, his tax collector, and some soldiers who came out of nowhere; they've done a lot of wrong things."

"Today, I will put these matters to trial right here, on this very platform, in the presence of all of you."

The people stared blankly at Ziyi on the high platform.

Hearing his calm words, they felt as if they hadn't eaten for three days, their minds spinning.

Seeing that the scene was still quiet, Zi Yi lowered his voice appropriately to make his words sound more certain.

"The steward, wielding the power granted by the former lord, should have maintained order in this land. Yet he used it to wantonly harm his people. The tax collector, who should have been the lord's eyes, keeping him informed of the state of the territory, instead levied taxes privately and used the money to have an affair with the former priest."

"Under the rule of the Talis family, these things were not considered wrong. But now, I am the lord."

"In my order, this is breaking the rules, this is disrespect."

Miser of East River Manor felt a chill run from his buttocks up his back to the top of his head, making him shudder.

Can goblins be this orderly?

What were the previous managers of the Talis family anyway?

Walter then subconsciously glanced at Li Moss and the other two.

He always felt that these words didn't sound like something a goblin would say.

What exactly is going on?

Most of the people thought about the same thing.

However, Zi Yi didn't care what they thought.

He didn't stop talking.

"In the past, lords made judgments based entirely on their words. If the person being judged didn't speak out, you wouldn't know what they had gone through."

"But today, this place is empty. Everyone is standing here, and you can hear everything we say. I want you to see what my rules are."

As Zi Yi spoke these words, the citizens who were so careful that they only dared to lower their heads to listen also slightly raised their eyelids and looked at him on the high platform with their round eyes.

Zi'an raised his eyes slightly.

These people look like wolf cubs.

Zi Yi turned to look at the tribesmen to the north of the high platform.

"Bring up the leader of the sinners!"

The new people set off immediately.

The clever boy translated for the tribespeople beside him and then followed suit.

Snapped--

The butler Bokla, the tax collector Bazk and his family, and Gaimur were thrown onto the high platform.

"what!"

"Awooo—!"

The tribespeople showed them no kindness whatsoever.

He was thrown to the ground, and his muscles cried out in pain.

Their mouths and eyes were covered, and the people had to look at them several times before they could recognize them.

"It's the butler!"

"The hook went right through..."

"Is that Bazk?"

"And his wife and children!"

Upon seeing the appearance of the steward and tax official, the people gasped in surprise.

Some people were puzzled by the soldiers' uniforms in Kemer.

"Who was the last one?"

"It's Gaimour!"

"I heard he murdered the tinsmith..."

The people did not know who had given the answer.

But Zi Yi could see it clearly from the high platform.

The soldiers were answering the questions of the people.

"Put them in front."

Zi Yi gave another order to his clansmen, and several of them dragged the culprit to the front of the high platform.

"Hmm!"

Even with his eyes covered, the butler could guess the gist of the sound from it.

This definitely brought together many people from the manor!

Those wretched goblins!

He wanted to resist, but for some reason, he couldn't muster any strength in his hands, and his shoulder was also throbbing with pain.

Moreover, he felt his legs were weak and his heels were numb.

Although his legs could exert force, they were bound so tightly that he had no room to break free.

And so, all of them were dragged in front of Zi Yi and made to kneel down by the clansmen.

Actually, they wanted to get up, but they couldn't.

Kneeling is the most they can do right now.

"Mmm" is the only sound they can make right now.

Zi Yi watched them move a few times and then stop, then looked at the people.

"Quiet!"

"Stop arguing!"

The clansmen took the initiative to maintain order.

The people gradually quieted down.

Seeing that the scene had quieted down again, Zi Yi opened his arms.

"I don't know all the evil deeds of the people I'm judging. But you do."

"If anyone has seen or been hurt by this, come to my hands now. Tell me about the suffering you have encountered."

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