Chapter 7 The era of fusion of barbarism and civilization

Chapter 7 The era of fusion of barbarism and civilization

Hastur did not leave immediately, but sat in the empty classroom for a while.

Today's course has benefited him a lot.

Professor Wayne did not follow the script, but first talked about the birth of the law and the fairness and unfairness of the law.

He also said: "There is no fairest law, only the most appropriate law."

Such insight that is independent of the times is truly rare.

Of course, it is possible that this sentence is also one of the classic sayings of Emperor Russell.

Snap.

Hasta took out his pocket watch and took a look. It was already past twelve o'clock, and it was time to prepare for lunch.

Just in time to try the campus restaurant of Backlund University.

After the lecture, he went to the restaurant to eat, which made Hasta feel like he was dreaming back to his college days.

He put away his pocket watch, got up and walked out of the classroom. He spent more than ten minutes walking through the teaching buildings and teachers' dormitories before arriving at the restaurant that the students loved.

Hasta walked in and took a look at the price. It was basically much cheaper than the food outside. Sure enough, no matter where in the world, students are a well-loved group.

For only 10 pence, Hasta had a sumptuous lunch of fish, steak and vegetables.

The only pity is that there is no rice here.

After lunch, Hasta took a walk around Backlund University, which gave him an initial taste of the university scenery of this era.

After leaving the gate of Backlund University, Hasta spent another 6 pence to take a ride to the court where Backlund tried the prisoners.

There's no better way to spend an afternoon than watching a trial and a conviction proceed.

As a baron, there is naturally no additional fee to enter the court to observe the judgment.

Hastur was satisfied with this.

There are many people who have the same idea as Hastur. They are basically nobles of a certain age, especially noble ladies. Apart from drinking afternoon tea and partying, they are very free all day long.

This is also easy to understand. A person who worries about three meals a day will not spend time on such boring things that have no value to them.

Hastur's arrival made many noble ladies shine, and they all looked at him with appraising eyes. Some bold noble ladies were already discussing quietly in private.

Fluffy and dazzling blond hair, a tall and strong figure, handsome facial features, a gentle and polite smile for everything, coupled with a newly grown, slightly green face.

Not only little girls like this young and handsome boy, they also like this one very much.

Facing the increasingly undisguised looks, Hastur tried hard to maintain a decent smile, and chose to sit in the corner of the last row. Then he turned slightly sideways and stared at the simple lines on the wall, trying to avoid those scorching gazes. .

After sitting for about ten minutes, a body odor mixed with rose essence came, and it kept getting closer. The corners of Hasta's mouth twitched slightly, trying to ignore the noble lady who boldly sat next to him.

The noble lady stared at Hastur for a while. Seeing that Hastur had no intention of talking to her, she asked: "Good afternoon sir, can you tell me what time it is now? I'm afraid I may accidentally miss the meeting at 3pm. Countess Maury’s Tea Party.”

When she spoke, she showed an apologetic and decent smile.

"sure."

Hastur took out his pocket watch, took a look at it, and said, "Dear Madam, the time is now one forty in the afternoon."

"Really?"

The noble lady tilted her upper body slightly toward Hastur, deliberately touched Hastur's shoulder, and slowly glanced at the hour hand of the silver pocket watch in Hastur's hand, carefully looking at it two or three times, and then slowly returned to her straight body.

Hastur quietly clenched his fists and loosened them slightly.

He naturally understood that this noble lady had bad intentions, but as a Loen noble, he could not act too rudely.

Moreover, this lady also knows how to start a conversation by asking for the time, instead of boldly talking about pornography, or directly touching someone.

This was considered a more polite behavior, and naturally he could not refuse this reasonable request.

But this kind of behavior, which was like being teased by others, still made it a little difficult for him to adapt.

He is not Emperor Russell, he has excellent adaptability and strong communication skills.

"Thank you for your generous explanation. I wonder if I am lucky enough to know your name?" She gently brushed the hair beside her ear and spoke softly.

"Hasta Campbell."

"My God, are you the only son of Voltaire Campbell?"

The exclamation tone made Hasta's face stiffen slightly and he nodded.

Seeing that the lovable young man next to her was the baron from a poor family, the smile on the noble lady's face became more obvious, and the gaze she cast became a little more fiery.

"I am very impressed by your father. If you have any inconvenience in your life, I will be happy to provide some trivial help."

The noble lady said, and then reported her name, Germani, a countess.

In response, Hastur just said some polite words to refuse. At the same time, he stared at the judge who had just appeared, pretending to refuse to continue talking.

Seeing Hastur's defensive look on her, Mrs. Germani covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes even more intense.

Compared with those bed playmates who can be summoned at a moment's notice, it is more in line with her interest to tease this young man who has just opened his mouth. It would be so interesting to witness and guide a young man from youth to maturity. .

Already knowing Hastur's origin, she was not so anxious.

This is a court for trying criminals, and in a sense, it is also a very sacred place.

The arrival of the judge made everyone present stop talking in private, so as not to affect the silence and sacredness of the court.

The judge said a few opening words, indicating that his subsequent judgment would fully comply with the provisions of the Loen Law, without any partiality, and with sacredness.

Then the plaintiff's lawyer began to sue, and the defendants were often farmers working in the manor, unemployed people without jobs, servants working in the homes of nobles...

These people basically couldn't afford lawyers, and came here just to go through the motions silently, waiting for the judge and the jury's verdict.

Of course, there are also defendants who will confide their grievances and helplessness, and strive to gain sympathy, so that they may have a chance to be acquitted.

Here, unless the crime committed by the defendant is extremely heinous, it is very likely to depend on the likes and dislikes of the judge and the jury.

Being good-looking will be a very favorable external condition.

In the face of likable defendants, these noble ladies often show their kind and compassionate side, and speak up for the defendants. Once there are many such voices, the judge will also make a judgment at his discretion.

If the defendant is really ugly, he may be sentenced to hanging even if he just said a dirty word.

There is a classic case where a man just painted himself black at night and did not commit any crime, but was sentenced to death by the judge and jury.

The basis for their judgment is: a normal person without bad habits will not paint himself black at night, unless he is a thief, and for thieves who are caught, hanging is the most suitable destination for them.

It is well-reasoned and convincing.

Hasta just listened silently and referred to the specific judgments of these cases.

These prosecutions are basically simple. Farmers working in the manor may not fertilize and weed in time, or they may be lazy when working, which leads to poor harvests in the end.

Unemployed vagrants are basically arrested for petty theft, robbery and theft, and generally there is no injustice.

Servants working for nobles may steal things, break something of higher value, or simply offend those nobles.

The first type of defendants, the circumstances are generally not serious, as long as they can talk about how difficult their lives are, then 70% to 80% will be acquitted, which is also the main opportunity for the noble jury to satisfy their kindness.

For the second type of defendants, as long as the theft is true, they will basically start with the death penalty, no matter how much money is involved.

In their view, even if you become a beggar who begs for a living, you are more worthy of being saved than a thief and robber.

For the third type of defendants, the situation is more complicated.

The relationship between nobles is sometimes not so harmonious. Generally, the judge makes a judgment based on the actual situation, which may be monetary compensation, imprisonment for a period of time, or death penalty, unless there is a strong intervention by the nobles.

Time passed slowly, and today's court trial also came to an end.

Among them, there is a judgment that impressed Hasta the most.

A farmer was sentenced to hanging by the judge for cutting down small trees in the plantation, setting fire to corn piles, and cutting horses and cows.

In this world where the punishment starts with hanging, this was originally a very normal thing.

But the judge gave the reason for the verdict: corn and cows can be compensated with money, but trees cannot, because the loss of trees is irreparable, so the perpetrator needs to pay the price of life as compensation.

When Hastur heard this, he almost couldn't control his expression.

Cutting down a small tree is more severe than burning corn and injuring cows!

Do the nobles of Loen really value life so much?

Or are they influenced by the Mother Earth and believe that all life is precious?

But why should they be executed directly for a little theft?

Are those people's lives not worth paying attention to?

Respecting life while ignoring life.

This is an era where barbarism and civilization blend.

Hastur could only come to this conclusion in the end.