He said coldly, “Whoever else wants to beg for mercy on behalf of Hayley, step forward.”
His gaze swept past the crowd standing in the hall, but no one dared to meet his eyes. Even the highlords of the other three regions fell silent.
There were some people who received Hayley’s favor in the past. Even though they felt that Hayley’s crime did not deserve death, they did not have the courage to speak. Offending Ezra at that point was asking to be killed.
Ezra let out a grunt and said in a mocking tone, “Hayley, it seems that you’re a failure. You’ve been running the organization for so many years, yet no one is willing to beg for mercy on behalf of you.”
Hayley’s face was frozen, and there was no way to tell what was on her mind.
At that moment, Lysithea could sense that her skin was cold, her gaze was cold, and her heart was very cold as well.
“Ezra, if you want to kill me, why do you have to make such a grand gesture? Given your identity, you could’ve just done so directly,” said Hayley expressionless.
Ezra took a few steps forward and made his way to Hayley once again.
Looking down on her from above, he said, “I’m going to ask you one last time, do you plead guilty?”
Hayley kept silent.
“Hayley, I’m going to count to three. If you still won’t plead guilty, don’t blame me for throwing you and Lysithea to the Fugly Pound,” said Ezra with a crafty smile.
Upon hearing that, Hayley’s expression changed drastically at once.
“How dare you, Ezra? At the very least, I am the former Saintess. You still consider yourself a human being when you have the audacity to throw me into the Fugly Pound?!”
The rest of the crowd had a change of expression for a moment as well and looked at Ezra with revulsion.
The Fugly Pound was a unique holding cell in Sicut In Caelo. The inmates there were a group of inhumane, hideous men. If a woman were to enter the place, it would be a living hell worse than death!
Whatever else, Hayley was the former Saintess and used to render plenty of meritorious services to the organization in the past.
Moreover, she was still The Saint’s woman in title. Ezra would have genuinely gone too far if he were to throw Hayley into the Fugly Pound.
In addition, Lysithea had not committed any crime but only stepped forward to beg for mercy on behalf of Hayley, so how was throwing her into the Fugly Pound for that justified?
Ezra sneered and began to count right away, “One, two…”
Hayley’s body was trembling violently, and she was almost going mad with rage. For him to actually threaten her with that, Ezra was inhuman!
There was fear and panic on Lysithea’s face. She could accept death, but being forced into the Fugly Pound where she would be abused, humiliated, and raped was worse!
Meanwhile, someone else stepped forward, furrowed his brow and said, “Ezra, you’ve gone too far with this. Hayley is still the former Saintess, so her crime is not as serious as that.”
The person who spoke was an old man with a square face. He was the Northern Highlord and had a rather close friendship with Hayley.
However, Ezra glared at him coldly. “Northern Highlord, are you trying to teach me how to handle my affairs?”
The Northern Highlord was terrified. He shook his head and said, “I don’t mean that. I was only doing her justice.”
“Hmph, I’m spearheading this matter and it’s not your place to meddle!” Ezra declared commandingly.
The Northern Highlord looked disgruntled, but he dared not talk back anymore. After all, he was no match for Ezra when it came to fighting prowess.