CHAPTER 850: THE END OF MUNEZ

The next day, inside the room where Munez was kept, Sir Ferix and the avatar stood beside the unconscious Munez. His hands and feet were bound tightly with rope. They looked at the former patriarch for a moment before the avatar placed his hand on Munez’s forehead.

He infused golden energy into him, healing the wounds in his soul, the very reason Munez remained unconscious until now. Aldrian’s flick to his forehead back at the devils’ hideout had shaken his soul greatly, leaving deep internal injuries.

If left alone, Munez would eventually have awakened after some time, but they needed him conscious now.

After channeling his golden energy for a while, the avatar withdrew his hand. Moments later, Munez’s eyelids trembled before he suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He gasped sharply, breathing in deeply as his eyes darted around the room in panic. When he realized his limbs were bound and his cultivation sealed, his expression darkened. He was no different from an ordinary mortal.

When he recognized where he was and who stood beside him, he clenched his teeth tightly, glaring at the two figures.

"You sure slept well, brother. I thought you were already dead," Sir Ferix said. Munez knew his brother was mocking him.

"Don’t be too arrogant, brother. You might have won, but this is not over for me—"

"No, it is already over, brother. You will be executed tomorrow. All you need to know is that the family is now in my hands. I have taken the position of patriarch and removed your influence completely. There is nothing you can do anymore."

Sir Ferix cut Munez’s words short, and the interruption made him tremble.

"You, a patriarch? How long have I been unconscious?" Munez asked in a trembling voice.

"Not long, only a few days. In any case, we had to wake you so you could receive your punishment properly. You must stay awake, brother, and watch everything you have built all this time crumble. I have already spread your past secrets to many people," Sir Ferix replied.

"Just look at the disgust on their faces when they see you tomorrow. I want you to remember every moment before your death clearly, brother."

Munez’s expression went blank. It was truly over. He could not take his own life and he could not fight his way out. His life would end on the execution platform. His past glory would be forgotten and he would be branded a traitor forever.

The door to the room opened and Grand Elder Javier entered. He looked at Munez and raised his eyebrows. He approached Sir Ferix and stood beside him.

"All is done. We finished clearing the opposition faction. Some, like Grand Elder Ricardo, tried to escape, but we prevented them in time and locked them in the dungeon. We are still searching their residences for anything suspicious," he said.

Sir Ferix nodded.

"Thank you, Grand Elder, for your hard work. Without you, none of this would have gone so smoothly."

Hearing that, Grand Elder Javier smiled.

"I am just doing what was planned. All credit belongs to His Majesty, who made this possible in the first place. Without him, we would never have reached this point."

Sir Ferix nodded and looked toward the avatar, who was still staring at Munez. Thinking back, he felt that it was truly his fortune that Aldrian had paid attention and listened to his daughter’s story. If Aldrian were not a patient or generous person, he could have simply killed his daughter and dealt with the Barevisk family as he saw fit.

But instead, he came to him and helped him escape his bad fate. A person as strong as Aldrian taking the time to make Munez face his judgment while also helping someone else was enough to show his character. Although Aldrian had his own interests in doing so, that did not change the fact that he had helped him and prevented a much more severe bloodbath.

Thanks to him, the Barevisk family would not collapse. The family that had been built through so much struggle by many generations of ancestors would not be destroyed in the hands of the unworthy Munez.

Sir Ferix’s attention shifted back to Munez when he heard his brother sigh heavily. It was a sigh full of resignation.

"Well, congratulations, brother. You win and become the patriarch. That old man’s wish has also come true. Do you know how he looked before he died, brother? The despair and powerlessness on his face before he—"

Whack!

Before he could finish his words, Sir Ferix had already punched Munez hard in the face. Blood flowed from his lips, but he remained conscious. Sir Ferix punched him again and again until Munez finally fell unconscious, his face swollen and bloodied.

"Oh well, you made him unconscious again, Sir Ferix," the avatar said with a smile and a joking tone, which made Sir Ferix sigh.

"My apologies, Your Majesty. I could not hold back. His words were truly infuriating."

Sir Ferix, of course, knew who Munez was talking about. It was their father. The only one who knew what had happened in their father’s final moments was Munez. He did not know how Munez had managed to kill their father, the strongest cultivator in the family at that time, and he did not wish to know how he had done it.

Even so, he could guess that the Valroy family had a hand in it. He could not shake the thought that they were deeply involved in everything Munez had done in the past.

He truly wanted to see that family face judgment as well. They had brought so much destruction to his family during Munez’s time as patriarch.

But he knew he could not do it on his own. The Valroy family, being the strongest family in the Akares Star, was not a title earned for nothing. A family with such deep history and power would be difficult to bring to justice, even if he gathered many forces to pressure them.

The only way to bring down the Valroy family was with the help of someone like Aldrian the Great. With his power, even the entire Valroy family would stand no chance against him.

Unfortunately, Aldrian the Great seemed to have his own opinion and plans regarding them. He appeared to have excluded the Valroy family from his plan to eliminate Munez. Sir Ferix understood his own position and was self-aware enough not to ask anything further. For now, he was already deeply grateful to Aldrian for his willingness to help him.

Leaving the unconscious Munez on the bed, Sir Ferix continued his duties as patriarch for the rest of the day.

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The next day, a major announcement came from the floating land, drawing everyone’s attention upward. On many sides of the floating land, massive screens facing the city displayed a live scene from the manor grounds.

On the screen, people saw a platform built for executions, with several smaller platforms prepared for decapitation. A few executioners stood beside them, and several figures were positioned behind the platforms. The crowd recognized those figures, especially one among them, which made their expressions turn to anger.

The ones shown on the screen were Munez, his son Diaz, Grand Elder Ricardo, and several other elders. Everyone knew that the time had come for these people to face their judgment.

A moment later, Sir Ferix entered the scene and addressed the masses.

"Thank you for all of your belief in me. With your understanding and support, we have solved a major part of the family’s problems. Now, as you can see, these people are the ones mostly responsible for the Barevisk family’s fall to this point, for putting the family on a path of humiliation and destruction.

"Now we have come to the time when these criminals will finally face justice for their crimes against everyone. Not only did they try to bring destruction to the family, but they also had connections with the devils. Their punishment is death. Whether they had direct contact with the devils or knew about it and stayed silent, I consider all of them involved.

"In front of you, I will show my resolve to punish those who betrayed and harmed us. Let this be a reminder to all of us, including myself, that this is the end for anyone who takes the same path as them."

Sir Ferix then turned to his men and nodded.

A few cultivators forced the death-row inmates to place their heads on the platforms.

Diaz, who normally showed a calm and confident expression, at this moment shed tears instead. There was no mockery or confidence on his face. Instead, he showed an expression never seen on him before, fear and desperation.

Still, there was no pity in the executioners’ expressions or in the eyes of the people watching. The crowd’s expressions showed excitement for the execution instead.

Sir Ferix looked toward his brother for a moment. Munez also met his gaze. There was no fear in his eyes, for he had already accepted his fate and loss. The years he had spent at the highest place of the Barevisk family were in vain, as he now stood at death’s door.

The executioners lifted their swords. Sir Ferix, without hesitation, gave his order in a calm voice.

"Execute."

The executioners swung their swords. Moments later, the heads of several men rolled from the blocks onto the platform, signaling the end of Munez and some of his supporters’s live.