Chapter 482
Glenn ordered the clan members who had already woken up to prepare their clan rules.
According to clan rules, anyone who committed a big crime must be whipped 100 times, given poison, and thrown into the back mountain.
This clan honored nature and believed that people should return their remains to nature after death
As a result, regardless of who was in the clan, they would be tossed into the mountains rather than buried after death.
The difference was that those who had committed crimes would be thrown into a place full of venomous snakes. While those clan members who die normally would be placed on trees and composted naturally.
If Norman were punished according to clan rules, he would be whipped 100 times.
But now Malcolm was about to face the same penalty as Norman Glenn couldn’t bring himself to whip him.
Therefore, he ordered them to drink the poison directly to reduce their pain.
The surrounding clan members had the same thought. Despite their hatred for Norman, they were aware of Malcolm’s contributions to the clan. They didn’t want him to suffer.
Therefore, no one had a problem with that.
Soon, someone brought poisoned wine to them.
Norman still tried to persuade his father to give up on his decision. “Dad, don’t drink it, I’ll drink it. It’s not worth dying for me.”
“Good boy. I’ll be your father in your next life. I promise I’ll teach you well by then Malcolm sighed.
After saying that, he drank up the poisoned wine.
Then he brought another glass of poisoned wine to Norman, Norman drank it up without hesitation
After a while, Malcolm had a dull pain in his stomach.
He stood up and carried Norman on his back.
“Norman has an infectious disease, so I won’t trouble you to move our bodies. Before the drug takes effect, we’ll go to the cliff by ourselves,” he said, looking around at the people present.
The poison they had just drunk was developed by their clan.
In order to make the person who was punished feel pain, the poison wouldn’t work immediately. It would kill them gradually by destroying all of their internal organs while still keeping them conscious.
It was half an hour’s walk to the top of the cliff. The poison huppened to work during this period.
Cynthia didn’t want Malcolm to endure the pain while bearing the weight of Norman. She wanted to help Norman to regain his strength. At least he could walk to the cliff by himself.
However, Malcolm waved his hand to stop her.
“Never mind. Allow me to carry him on my back, as I did when he was a child. I want to make it up for him,” he said.
Hearing this, Cynthia couldn’t help but cry. “Malcolm?” she called.
Malcolm looked back and smiled at Cynthia.
“Goodbye, Cynthia.” With that, he left with Norman.
Cynthia noticed Malcolm’s footsteps were heavy, despite his straight back
After they left, the yard became quiet
After what happened just now, all the clan members were still gathering here.
Some people followed Malcolm to the cliff while the rest of them were waiting for Glenn’s orders.
Because of Norman’s betrayal, most of the guards had left.
Since those people were unfaithful, they might betray Glenn again. The priority was to select new guards as soon as possible.
Chapter 482
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After thinking for a long time, Glenn looked at Cynthia and asked, “Cynthia, what do you think? Do you have an idea?”
At that time, there were still tears on Cynthia’s face. Liam was busy wiping them off her face.
Hearing this, she quickly stopped crying and replied in a constricted voice. “Since those people betrayed you, you can’t let them come back. You could only choose guards from clan members and have them protect vital locations to prevent sneak attacks. The rest of you, men and women. should hurry up and practice your fighting skills just in case. But this isn’t a long–term solution to the problem. Next, I will set traps in the woods around the town with Master Garten’s parasites. In that case, outsiders won’t break in easily. Even if they do, you can protect yourselves.”
Cynthia spoke her mind out in one breath.
Glenn’s eyes lit up after hearing what she said.
That was the best thing to do at this point.
The clan members around also nodded. Someone had a question.
“But no one in our town who is proficient in fighting skills now,” he said.
“That’s easy.” Cynthia replied, looking between Liam and Vincent. “They had received professional training since childhood. They can teach you guys for the next few days. I’ll set traps during this time”
After saying that, she held Liam’s shoulder and spoke softly, “Honey, please help train them. Thank you in advance.”“
Liam stroked Cynthia’s head gently and said in a low voice, “As your wish,”
“Well, you also wanted me to teach them. Why didn’t you thank me for that? Vincent suddenly asked.
Liam and Cynthia turned around at the same time with different expressions.
In Cynthia’s opinion, the should thank Vincent for his help.
But Liam didn’t think so. He knew his friends well
They were willing to die for their friends, but they all had a sharp tongue.
Unless they were on the verge of death, he would not hear anything nice from them.
Just when Cynthia was about to say something, Liam stopped her.
“How about I ask for your help on her behalf?” he said to Vincent.
Hearing this,
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