Chapter 854 – The Religion of Heavenly Changes (12)
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The Romanians were cowering.
“What are we doing for recognizing your efforts? Do the people of the country care about us?〉
The daily shocking news had a considerable impact on their lives. The sarcasm and contempt of foreigners left a considerable blow to domestic and foreign diplomacy and business trips.
Even more, the protection of the gods who led the country’s foundation left them.
The streets were overflowing with people shouting the end. Even more horrifying is the fact that they used to be priests and nuns who were familiar even in the eyes of citizens.
〈… Don’t ask me, motherfuckers.〉
It may be inevitable that the country is in ruins.
Since Romania had been maintained for so many years, no one was accustomed to destruction. It’s because the case of a country being destroyed and rebuilt in the meantime has not happened in the western continent for hundreds of years.
The aristocrats tied to the manor were overflowing with cash and envied the wealthy commoners who went into exile abroad, and those rich people also had to grind their teeth at the cold treatment they received in foreign countries.
What happened to the Emperor?
What about the truth of Romania that he hid?
Why are the gods silent? Did you really abandon us?
What did we do wrong? What should we do?
If you do atonement, to whom and how? Is there any way to be forgiven? Should we Romanians be abandoned by men and gods like this?
No matter how many questions I had, no answers came.
The feeling of suffocation is not an illusion. The country is isolated as the open sky is colorless, and there is no way to run away, and it is difficult to sigh and stuff bread into her mouth while sighing at the water’s edge.
The streets were stagnant.
Everything was gloomy, as if the divine protection that flowed across the earth and sky had disappeared.
〈… Dad. Are we being punished? Because my grandfather’s grandfather did something bad?〉
Rosanna, who followed her father to the capital to sell her liquor, made her cry, but she couldn’t help it either. She couldn’t help anyone living in this country.
At a certain guild meeting, the owner of Hermaion Guild called her daughter and asked. There was no other reason. It was because her daughter seemed completely unconcerned even in the midst of the collapse of the country, as it is now.
Called into her guild room, Selena smiled cheerfully.
If the staff saw her death, the guild leader’s four ladies would have finally gone crazy, and it was a laugh, and the guild leader who actually heard his daughter’s madness rang the bell to call the secretary.
Selena laughed as her guild drifted away, exclaiming as she fanned her fan. And, the ‘time’ that only Selena and some of her people knew about was ripe. 〈Senate Senator Arma Als captured the escape emperor ahhhhh !!!!!! Citizens flocked to the news that hit the entire country in one night. 〈Letter? What is that?〉 〈Ah, the adventurers are fucking sweaty.〉
‘What are you bastard?! All warriors sweat a little bit!〉
The news circulated to the nobility, and the contents of the announcement in front of the people were simple.
〈No shit, what if I don’t work to earn a living every day?
“When you come, they will give you food. Don’t go if you don’t like it.〉
I waited and waited, but waited three more days?
Everyone agreed that they were going crazy, but what? It is said that three days is too short for prominent nobles to gather.
‘You just have to wait. Even Armaals-sama wasn’t there. We haven’t even heard
The news swept across the country like a tidal wave. And when the high tide passes, the ebb tide too. Nobles who returned to their estates for a while to hear the announcement of the Senate or stayed in the capital also flocked to the capital. ‘You mean you don’t get out of the way even though you know I’m Viscount Jaco! Turn it off right now!〉 〈… I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Hey! You should say that up front, you bastard!〉 The gathered crowd almost paralyzed the lodging industry in the capital, and under the control of the senate, it was managed so that there was no disturbance due to status or other reasons. And the morning when the long-awaited day arrived. The Colosseum in the capital was teeming with thousands of people. Thousands of citizens gathered outside the church, which was isolated from the nobles, and only the gathered nobles easily filled the three-digit number. Including the soldiers to control them, it was almost the population of a city. There was a problem that the nobles who would make a statement would be looked down upon by ordinary citizens, but it was unavoidable to accommodate the number of people. There was also a peculiarity of the arena where the emperor personally came down and gave a speech, so it was worth going over. 〈They say that if autonomy is taken away, taxes will double.〉 〈… Shh! Begin.〉 When the commotion had subsided, several elderly and young people took the stage.
Those in the know noticed that it was famous marquises and popes.
The old man, who was lucky with trivial stories, introduced himself first.
‘I am Cornelius von Armials. A Marquis of this country, a member of the Senate.〉
‘And I am Odelia von Aurelius. His status is similar to the one next to him.〉
Citizens swallowed their saliva at the sight of two Marquis-level figures representing them, and the nobles clenched their hands tightly. It was an explanation that depended not only on this country but also on their future, so it had to be that way.
Cornelius said, despite the enormous amount of attention.
‘The story is all true. The aggression and warfare in Atlantis reached as far as ancient Romania, and the emperor at that time submitted to them and even forged an alliance.〉
〈If you speak only the truth, you were almost subjugated, and in order to hide the sin, the protagonists of the great war erased unfavorable history by destroying the remains and heritage of each country.〉
Sighs, screams, and shouts poured out, but the Colosseum did not leave the commotion.
As the attendees explained in advance, the audience seats were enchanted, and the sound did not flow outside. It was an indispensable step for progress.
“There will be many questions and many things you want to say. I know that too. That’s why I’m here today to tell you the whole truth.”
Cornelius gestured, wondering if he should have had someone else do it.
Rumbling…
A thick mithril iron spear rising to the stage of the arena.
〈Ahhhhh aaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Aristocrats who care about dignity, and foreign royalty who have been thinking about where to start eating Romania after this event is over. And even the citizens who came looking for hope.
While everyone gathered together to cause trouble, Odelia thought to herself.
‘Anyway, he’s a kid who’s good at wielding people.’
A being that makes ordinary humans tremble with infinite fear just by looking at them.
A symbol of disgust and fear that has been imprinted even on the instincts of mankind in this world.
【■■■ ■■ ■■■■ ■──!!!】
The guardsmen who received the blessing of the children of the stars were imprisoned behind bars.
-I caught the emperor, but what do I do now?
Said the savage druid, a master of demagoguery and fabrication.
─Why do people you know well worry about first? To rally public opinion, making an external enemy is the easiest and surest way, isn’t it? There are also some good samples.
-A sample?
It’s like military training. First of all, if you try to say something to a person who has a crooked line by default, isn’t it hard to listen properly.
Persuasion, sophistry, seduction, compromise, agitation.
The basic trick of such conversational skills is to make the other person listen to you as if you were possessed.
Having dabbled in the magic of language through college, the military, and graduate school, Nord knew that all too well. He also knew how to use it, as he knew very well.
─When you have to listen to people who are very venomous. Shock usage is the best.
Cornelius proclaimed with full understanding of the people’s screams.
