As soon as the Villager King's words fell, there were three bewildered faces inside the palace. The Villager King's actions could be described as changing his attitude faster than flipping a book.
Just moments ago, when the iron golem was about to kill Mustard, he stood in front of the iron golem. But now, he was accusing Mustard.
The two iron golems behind the Villager King remained silent upon seeing this. Earlier, they had spoken up to stop the iron golem because the Villager King was standing in front.
For a villager like Mustard who barged in without permission, they would never let him go. Mustard's unauthorized entry was like the spark that could ignite a rebellion among the villagers.
Once there was a hint of it, other villagers would follow suit. So, the iron golems were determined to extinguish this spark.
Since the Villager King was being so cooperative, they didn't need to take action themselves.
Mustard was stunned by the Villager King's sudden change. Just moments ago, the Villager King was clearly protecting him, but now he was turning against him.
'Could it be that the King is really being controlled?...'
Although most of the other villagers in the Villager Kingdom hadn't noticed anything unusual. The "ministers" had already sensed that something was wrong.
The iron golems stationed in the village, seemingly protecting the villagers, were actually keeping an eye on them.
The "ministers" hadn't seen the Villager King for a long time. All tasks were being issued by the iron golems.
They had tried several times to enter the castle to see the Villager King, but were always stopped by the iron golems. Only then did the "ministers" realize the seriousness of the situation.
They began to discuss privately whether the Villager King was no longer present or had been controlled. It was precisely for this reason that Mustard risked his life to come.
He bypassed the iron golems guarding the outer perimeter of the castle and finally approached the interior, only to find even more iron golems guarding inside.
He immediately realized that the Villager King was under house arrest.
Mustard barely escaped to the hall and saw the Villager King.
The Villager King did instinctively protect him. But in the blink of an eye, he seemed like a different person.
Thinking of this, Mustard shrunk his neck and said, "I have urgent matters to report... but the iron golems outside the castle wouldn't let me in..."
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty..."
Although Mustard couldn't understand why the Villager King changed his attitude so quickly, he still took the blame immediately.
Seeing this, the Villager King glanced at the two iron golems behind him with the corner of his eye. Only after seeing that the two iron golems hadn't taken any action yet did he breathe a sigh of relief.
After Mustard took the blame, he was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted by the Villager King. The Villager King took out a notebook from his backpack and flipped through it. After turning several pages, he finally stopped and read from the contents of the page.
"Those who enter the palace without permission shall be punished with exile!"
Hearing the Villager King's words, Mustard was completely stunned.
There was no death penalty in the Villager Kingdom, and exile was the most severe punishment. Unless one committed an unforgivable crime, villagers would not be exiled. After all, exile was equivalent to being stripped of one's nationality.
Mustard had merely entered the palace without permission, which was not a major crime. He never expected that the King would want to exile him.
"Your Majesty!! Although I was wrong to enter the palace without permission, I only did so to see you!!"
"You..." Mustard wanted to say more, but the Villager King immediately interrupted.
"I don't want to hear your explanation! Wrong is wrong! Wrongdoers should be punished!"
The Villager King was about to continue speaking when the two iron golems behind him approached.
"He set such a bad example, what if more people follow suit?"
"Killing him in front of everyone as a warning is the best way!"
As the two iron golems pressed forward, the Villager King clearly felt immense pressure. After a moment of thought, he said, "Our Villager Kingdom has never had a death penalty!"
"Exiling him in front of everyone, he has no combat power and won't survive long outside, which is no different from killing him."
"If we kill him, it might incite public anger, and those people will become even more unruly!"
Hearing the Villager King's words, the two iron golems exchanged glances.
They were about to refute the Villager King's suggestion. At that moment, the door to the hall was opened.
An iron golem led a fully armed villager soldier inside. The villager soldier glanced at the situation with Mustard but didn't dare to ask more.
Instead, he directly reported to the Villager King. "Your Majesty, we have learned from the players that there is an entrance to a Divine Realm Competition, and a large number of players are gathering there."
"I have dispatched a team to track a group of players heading to the Divine Realm Competition entrance. Should we send troops there?"
Before the Villager King could respond, the two iron golems behind him spoke first. "Go! We must go!"
"Gather all our forces, this is a great opportunity for development!"
The Villager King naturally knew what the iron golems were thinking; they wanted to harvest players to gain more power.
The Villager King wanted to stop them but couldn't. Thinking of this, the Villager King nodded in agreement.
"Alright, gather the troops and join up with the tracking soldiers!"
After saying this, the Villager King looked at Mustard beside him and said fiercely. "Take him away, let him get lost! He is exiled! Notify all villages not to take him in!"
"You're on your own now!"
After saying this, the Villager King suddenly leaned down close to Mustard. Then he slammed the notebook in his hand onto Mustard's face.
"Take a good look at the 'Villager Laws and Regulations'! Be a law-abiding villager in your next life!"
With that, he kicked Mustard in the stomach.
Mustard was in severe pain from the Villager King's sudden kick. Before he could get up, he was dragged away by the villager soldier.
Seeing this, the two iron golems didn't say anything more.
Mustard was just a weak villager with no strength. As the Villager King said, he would probably die soon after being exiled. He wouldn't cause any trouble.
The top priority now was to quickly gather troops and head to the Divine Realm Competition to gain more power.
The two iron golems immediately went to the back hall to discuss the next deployment tasks.
Seeing this, the Villager King finally breathed a sigh of relief. He threw the enchanted diamond sword in his hand aside. He stared in the direction where Mustard was dragged out, lost in thought.
"Mustard... I've entrusted the last hope of the Villager Kingdom to you..."
"Don't let me down..."
The Villager King's actions just now were undoubtedly saving Mustard. He knew full well that if he didn't do this, the two iron golems would definitely kill Mustard.
Mustard's sudden intrusion also gave the Villager King a glimmer of hope.
He exiled Mustard from the Villager Kingdom to give him a chance to find a way out. To find a way to save the Villager Kingdom.
Now that the iron golems had completely revealed their true intentions, the Villager Kingdom was thoroughly controlled by the void.
The Villager King had no choice but to place the last hope in Mustard's hands.
After the two iron golems dragged Mustard out of the castle, they didn't give him a chance to communicate with other villagers.
They directly threw him out of the hidden gate at the mountain entrance.
Originally, the two iron golems behind the Villager King wanted all the villagers to see Mustard being exiled. But they had just received news from the villager scouts about the Divine Realm Competition entrance.
The iron golems were busy gathering troops. That's why they didn't parade Mustard through the streets.
Mustard was dragged out by the two iron golems and thrown heavily onto the rocks outside the hidden gate.
His nose was smashed crooked. Fortunately, the villager's nose bones were quite unique, and Mustard simply adjusted his nose, and it was back in place.
Seeing his nose intact, Mustard finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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