Execution

“Mommy, what is that?”

A small boy was tugging his mother’s dress, his finger pointed at a giant screen hung over at the plaza.

“I have no idea, my son. This is also Mommy’s first time to see that kind of thing.”

Turned out they were looking at the latest invention of Vincent. Not exactly new, though. Basically it’s just an oversized and dumbed down version of iVint Plus. Just acting as the receiver from the signal transmitted from the authentic iVint Plus.

“Hmm, so basically that’s just a huge screencast,” mumbled Alex to himself, reminded of the technological advance in his original world.

Below the screen, there was a makeshift stage, inhabited by the three prisoners who just spent the night in the dungeon. Their expressions were various at first, but once the screen played their record, they looked somehow humiliated.

“Oh my! I never thought the hot studs I was fangirling all over were the culprit behind Princess Remina’s illness!” A random young lass gasped in disbelief.

“I know,