281 Franca's Proposal

The words were ice-cold, yet this was the most rational choice.

Rather than allow these people to turn into followers of chaos due to the corruption of high-dimensional space in the future, it was better to clean up now and remove future troubles.

The two executioners with more seniority furrowed their brows tightly, their eyes sweeping over the civilians who were gradually regaining their consciousness, with a hint of reluctance in their gaze.

Although the likelihood of corruption was high in the future, at this moment, they clearly had not truly reached that point.

To cleanse them now...

Some civilians with sharp ears who were nearby heard Franca's words and the ones who had just stood up immediately knelt down again, pleading for mercy repeatedly.

"No... please!"

"Don't kill us! My lord!"

"It was Wallis who threatened us! We're not on the same path as him!"

The voices were in disarray; every person was arguing from their perspective, trying to secure a chance to live.