"Hey, it's time to go now."
Eztein raised his head and saw a guard standing in front of his jail.
The guard opened his jail before saying, "Follow me."
He currently had nothing with him except for a rugged short. Everything he had with him was confiscated. His body was full of wounds from the torture they had done to him in the past week.
Eztein stood up and didn't say anything. He just followed the guard silently while looking at his surroundings. He already knew that they were going to execute him.
Those people knew him, yet they insisted that he was the culprit. Just by taking that action, he already realized that the higher-ups of this dukedom were in cahoots with the real culprit.