Frejlurd stood close to Estefan, having just heard the command that would define the future of the City Guard.
Although the suggestion was brutal as it was to unleash ruthless crackdowns on businesses refusing to pay taxes and confiscation through violence. It chilled him but he couldn't deny the logic behind it.
It was cruel, certainly. But had he not already spilled the blood of his own former comrades under the Baron's orders?
Estefan spoke as if reading his thoughts. "Do not feel bad for them. They betrayed you, me, and this city. They sided with those who would see this land consumed in filth and fire. This is justice. Bloody, yes but justice remains justice, regardless of its form. In the end, it is for the good of the people."
