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I was not making a reproach. It is a

noble origin.

Shame, shame!

The nobles are returning home as well,

Excellency.

Only they are not greeting us.

What are your Excellency's feelings

towards this Horea?

Those I am ordered to have,

Excellency.

I was asking about your personal

feelings for him.

Respect. I consider him a brave soldier.

Dangerous honesty, Excellency.

We've taken every measure

for his capture.

I also expect positive news at our

first stop, Excellency.

Seize him! Seize him!

I see not everyone regards our mission

with sympathy.

Seize him!

Leave him, Excellency. It is of no use.

Besides, we seem to be approaching

our stop.

A light meal for your Excellency.

Eat, your Excellency.

It is not virtue that makes me

abstemious, but infirmity.

A glass of warm milk,

watered down.

Have the riot leaders been

apprehended?

Not yet, Excellency.

And here? What goes on here?

Present your report, captain.

Captain Heinrich Pfeiffer of the

Dewins regiment.

Following the trial of those charged

with crime,

the sentences will be read out, part of

them being passed.

The tribunal comprised of

deputy-commissioner Faray,

baron Kemeny, count Perecay,

and members of the bourgeoisie

Maieriu, Cosma and Hopschebergen.

Approach, gentlemen.

Have the tribunal members suffered

personally from the rebels deeds?

According to express orders of his

Majesty, I assisted every interrogation

without applying extraordinary

measures.

There were only benignum examen.

Only impartial witnesses for each

case.

What is this?

The milk you Excellency requested.

The sentences.

I am Szilagy Ignac, notarius.

I present myself before your

Excellency's attention.

Ion Lupenci, from Petris,

33 years old,

instigator to the arson of nobility

courts,

sentenced to be executed before the

Petris village.

Craciun Pacurar and Toma Beghisan,

Mihai Marian and Sandu Toader,

sentenced to be burned at the stake.

Thank you.

I piss on his Excellency.

I don't work at night.

I'm no butcher.

I'm a master executioner.

Begging your Excellency's pardon.

The executioner has lost his patience.

He must cut off the heads of...

...of Gheorghe Branisteanu, the judge

from Colop,

who was first to set the riot by beating

against the castle gates

to carry out the false commandment

given by the Emperor

to strike down the nobles.

The master executioner refuses to work

without light

in order to avoid unnecessarily

torturing the convicts.

A meritorious mark of the profession's

honesty.

Is the sentence fair?

Yes, Excellency. Proceed.

We are here to strictly apply the law,

not to break it.

Branistean Gheorghe!

Sit still. You'll be in no pain,

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