As the merchant left, Mendebal hollered for the head guard and demanded. "Richard, have the men pay a few people to spread the rumours, the people have to know the truth."
And before Richard was about to say anything, his royalty had more commands to give out. "Also have all the patrol guard platoons surround and arrest the protesters. Lock them up for a month and whip them once a week, feed them once in two days."
Staggered by what the King demanded, he couldn't help pointing it out. "Sounds a bit too light for people who want your head, my King. I recommend something harsher."
Resistant, trying to not snap on this man, Mendebal described with a muffled tone. "It is but Arthur made good points before, human t*****e won't solve problems. The Hajuk are the problem and we have to do somet
