And no one from the nobles, the guests, he invited offered to help them,
or even ask to spare Austria. Only the nanny.
They were just spectators to what was going on, whispering to each other as they despised and said hurtful words to Uria, who was being raped at the moment.
"So, she was the reason why thousands of people died. To think that we shared the same drink and food with a mass murderer like her. I'm disgusted!"
Oh, how quick those people behind had turned on Uria after learning that she is the leader of the Black Cantrip, the most notorious witch group that sacrificed thousands of lives to help the army of the demon lord.
"Mother! Father! What are they gonna do to us?"
"Oh, you poor soul," The king caressed Austria's tears-drenched cheeks, wiping her eyes with his handkerchief and throwing it aggressively on the logs piled up around the child. "Curse your mother for bringing you to this world. Don't blame your father, for he did nothing. Just like how he is just watching right now! Buwahahahaha!"
His highness showed no mercy or empathy towards Uria and Austria. He was the one behind the investigation of Uria's background and coerced Invictus' friends to persecute the family.
"Invictus, do you really think that the people of Estaria had already forgotten about your past?"The king began to hit him with his cane. "Did you really think that we have accepted you and your bloodline? No! We didn't and we will never! It was all a farce because, deep inside, I want you to suffer and watch your loved ones burn as you do nothing!"
Anger, rage, and hatred turned into frustration when Invictus felt helpless in front of everyone. He could feel his sanity slowly disappearing after he tried to keep it intact. After all of the animosity, he felt from the Estarians because of his despicable bloodline, this may be the time that all of the pent-up anger, the raging desire to just destroy the whole kingdom down will explode.
"Ahhh!"
When all of his male friends were done taking turns on his wife, soiling her deep inside her, the king ordered them.
"Tie her up and light them up! We must extinguish the fire that could engulf Estaria, our holy land in flames, and set our families and home
ablaze with their arsonist's hands!"
With the snap of the king's attendant's fingers, the logs were set on fire, and it roaringly engulfed both Uria and Austria.
"AHHHHH!!! FATHERRR, IT HURTS!"
"HAAAALLL! H-HELP US!"
Finally, Invictus' welling up eyes began to overflow, and also lost his mind, screaming hoarsely as the fire got hotter and bigger.
Only the silhouette of the agonizing Uria and Austria could be seen through the searingly hot yellow flames raging as it goes on burning the logs and human flesh.
"H-Hal... Austria... Stop! Stop screaming! Please... Please! I can't take it anymore. I've had enough! Ahh!!!"
Watching his wife and daughter writhe in agony was so painful for him to watch. He could feel his soul burning along with his loved ones.
"Just kill me! If you're gonna do this, please, let me die with them! I beg of you..."
He pleaded so hard and so loud but his words were ignored. The fire lasted for an hour, however, Austria's voice in pain did not last long.
"And so their bodies burned, and their ashes became dirt in our eyes..."
When the fire was created to put Uria and Austria out of their misery, the king instructed everyone to leave.
"All of you are witnesses to the execution of the Black Cantrip's leader! Go home and spread the good news! We have finally brought justice upon the people whose lives were taken by the wicked witch!"
Immediately, all the noble families invited to the party hastened themselves and went home with the news whilst all of Invictus' former friends began to beat him up.
Not even once had he treated them badly nor tried to raise his hands against them. Invictus was so good to them that he thought of everyone, his seven former friends, as a family after sharing hardships with them.
However, it was all in his head. None of the ungrateful bastards and bitches thought of him as family, not even a friend. He just felt really bad for them because their friendship had to end like this.
"The spell must be breaking any time soon. Vinyl, destroy his magic core."
Vinyl was the only one capable of destroying Invictus' magic core without actually killing the guy. By doing so, Invictus will forever be magicless, and crippling him was part of the king's plan in torturing Invictus.
"As you wish, your highness."
What is the force driving them to do such outrageous deeds to a person that only wished them all the best in this world? Was it jealousy? Or envy, perhaps?
The answer was neither of the two. His friends were doing this all for titles and money. You see, everyone from the group came from a poor household. None among them were of nobility.
And their lifelong wish was to become nobility, gain the title and own lands of their own. That way, they can earn more power in sociological terms. Moreover, being a noble comes with privilege whereas peasants don't have access.
Vinyl's right hand glowed, and smaller magic particles began to be formed in his hand as his chanting continued.
"When you're done with him, bring Invictus and throw him down to The Oubliette."
An oubliette was a specialized type of dungeon, with the only entrance a trap door at the top, agonizingly out of reach of the prisoner. Often this horrible prison was shaped like a very narrow passage, not wide enough for the prisoner to sit down or even get down on his knees.
The oubliette was commonly found in castles during the medieval period. It was commonly used to hold political prisoners. It was dark, damp, isolated, and scary. This kind of dungeon continued to exist even after the end of medieval times.