"Here are plenty of wines that the nobles like. You can go have a glass anytime. But as expected, under the rule of such nobles, the regent was the one who saved them, but in the end, these "tools" chose not to beat their own masters, but to beat their own savior...
Although I can understand that it may be because they are ignorant, I can also understand that they need to receive decades of education before they can become enlightened.
But if you think about it carefully, given that we could invade at any time, it seemed that no one could do better than the Regent, right
Anyone with a brain would have chosen to follow. I was wondering why no one spoke when the Regent was exiled...
But now it seems that the Romans were too short-sighted, rather than the Regent being too forward-thinking.
Although he is indeed ahead of his time, we in Isgard and those Alessians who are more disgusting than canned herrings are willing to accept it... instead of just opposing it like these Roman barbarians."
"Someone once said that the law does not punish the masses, and the people are innocent. Some people would say that they are just deprived of the ability to see the world clearly by the upper class."
"But the problem is that in the definition of Isgard, the premise of "people are innocent" is that you have to be a people, not a group of beasts. In Isgard, no one will forgive a group of beasts.
Even if these beasts know nothing, as long as they hurt people, would we use the excuse that "they don't understand the law" to let them go unpunished
Although it is not a "he" but "they" now, guilt is guilt.
If all the evidence can be offset by the number of people, then it would be better to let those people forgive the ignorant mountain beasts on behalf of the girls who were trafficked to the mountains, and then see how they will be beaten to death by the girls' families. "
Pies has always scoffed at the so-called "innocence of the people".
Uncivilized is uncivilized, there is no knowledge and education you can learn - if people want to remain ignorant, then they do have the freedom to be ignorant.
But this does not mean that after these people make mistakes, they can use "ignorance" as an excuse to be forgiven for their sins.
During an unstable period 70 years after the founding of Isgard, there were many cases of women from the plains being trafficked for "marriage" in the villages in the only mountain range in Isgard at the time.
At that time, Pis’s sister was one of the victims. As a relative of the victim, Pis understood best the helplessness and anger after his relatives were abducted and trafficked.
Fortunately, the President's daughter was very open-minded. When dealing with the group of mountain people who seemed to be honest and kept saying "We don't understand this" and "We are already married and have families, so why not just live like this", the President's daughter simply said this lightly:
"My soldiers don't know if killing a bunch of monkeys is against the law. If the women think it's okay, then so be it."
Pis's sister and other trafficked women escaped from the mountain village under the protection of the soldiers. They ignored the children who knelt on the ground and begged their mother to stay, ignored the pleas of their "husbands" that "the children cannot be without their mother", ignored the scolding of their "mother-in-law", and chose to embrace their families outside, embrace the life they took for granted, and chose to cry bitterly in front of the president's daughter.
The honest and kind mountain people even tried to use their identities as villagers to resort to force.
They believed that the soldiers of Ishgard would not kill them, and they thought they could take advantage of the situation. It would be even better if they could just drive the enemy away and leave the women behind.
And then? There was no more. Ishgard had never given shelter to a hungry tiger that hurt people, let alone a group of people who knew they were wrong but still committed the same crime.
Today, the village that carried the suffering of so many trafficked women has become history. More than 8,000 people have become wisps of smoke in the book burning pit.
Miss President said that they claimed to be "ignorant and innocent", and she also admitted that it was indeed difficult to convict 8,000 people - so what she had to do was to let God judge.
But before the trial, as the president of the human world, she must personally send these 8,000 guilty people who claim to be innocent before God - after all, what's the saying
"It is the God you call who has condemned you, a group of "ignorant and innocent" people. But since you have committed crimes visible to the naked eye, the human kingdom can no longer accommodate you. So what we have to do is to send you before God and let your God judge you."
From then on, a concept was firmly rooted in Pease's mind.
No group can justify the crimes they have committed by claiming to be “ignorant”.
If you have…
The soldiers of Isgard would take them to heaven, where the gods would then judge them.
This is Pis's firm concept, and it is also Pis's most firm motto after he became a soldier of Isgard.
In fact, in Isgard, this decisiveness did bring very significant results.
Once human traffickers are caught, they will be executed without any regard for mercy or "necessity", and anyone who violates the criminal law will be punished most effectively.
It sounds like a lack of freedom. But most people who hope to be free under the criminal law are those who are not clean.
Those people were just waiting for the day when the Miss President would correct her mistakes and step down, but unfortunately the Miss President was a member of the Immortal Vampire Clan, and there were even more Immortal Aliens around the Miss President.
Under these circumstances, Ishgard used the ten years of bloody turmoil to thoroughly establish a solid foundation for the future. As for the Roman Empire...
Pis put down the wine in his hand, thought for a while and shook his head:
"If Miss President was born in this country, the best outcome would probably be that she would be forced into exile like His Majesty the Regent."
This is a mess that cannot be fixed no matter what you do, just like the dirty stuff that is about to come out of your stomach after eating Washington's herring burger, which can never be turned back into the original food. The roots of this country are rotten to the core.
All attempts to save the Roman Empire only served to prolong his waning life.
Roman Empire does not need anyone to save him, because he is already a dead man lying in the morgue with only his nerves twitching.
The only thing he deserves is a thorough cremation, and then see if a few chosen ones can be born from the ashes.
Only when this group of people can no longer bear the pain will they face up to their own stupidity and ignorance, instead of continuing to be so ignorant.
But now, do the Romans have this opportunity
Pis sighed in his heart - no. After expelling the regent, Roman no longer had this opportunity. Because Isgard would not let them go, and Alesse would not let them go either.
The regent at that time must have been in great pain. He had no time to civilize, no loyal subordinates willing to accompany him to complete the reform, and even his close companions seemed to have died unexpectedly.
Between choosing to give up and die immediately or trying a gamble, he chose the latter, and was then overthrown by his own people.
There is no hope for this country. If we give this country fifty years, it might be saved, but Ishgard can only give it five years at most.
So, that's it.
Pis sighed, and after pouring the last of the wine into his mouth, he sighed for the last time:
"This is a fine wine that has absorbed the blood and sweat of countless people. After this period of colonization, I guess I won't be able to drink it anymore."
After all, Ishgard will not learn from the Romans to waste resources. This kind of wine, which consumes half of the vineyard's output, will definitely not be available to drink in the future.
…
Meanwhile, outside the occupied areas of Isgard, the Romans who were not forced to follow curfews and restrictions on entry and exit by the colonial army gathered in their city squares and whispered.
The Roman soldiers who fled from the front line and concealed their identities were insulted by the people, and those soldiers also insulted the people here, saying that people simply did not understand the power of Isgard, nor did they understand how advanced the weapons of the Roman Empire were now, nor did they understand how important the steam factory that was demolished at that time was to the army.
"If you hadn't demolished the steam plant, would we be in this state now?!"
The deserters raised their weapons high and angrily scolded the townspeople and craftsmen in front of them, while glaring at the surrounding townspeople with gritted teeth.
“If you hadn’t kept saying that the Roman Empire would be fine without the steam plants, would the bigwigs above have chosen to demolish them?!
Now it’s all over! You’re all fucked up! You’ll all be like the nobles killed by General Dreshuka, and you’ll all be tortured by the late emperor in hell!”
The craftsmen who were scolded by the deserters were also full of anger: "We were the ones who made a fuss because you said we didn't have those steam rifles?! If you hadn't asked us craftsmen to make weapons with our bare hands, would the bigwigs above have chosen to dismantle them?!"
"We never told you craftsmen to make weapons with your bare hands! Aren't the farmers and craftsmen the ones who asked you to make tools with your bare hands?!"
"You won't deny that the steam rifles were what you despised the most back then, right?! Now the Alessians treat them as treasures, and only you bastards are fucking disgusted, saying that your martial arts skills were ruined by a pipe..."
"you… "
Deserters and artisans quarreled, while ignorant peasants and townspeople surrounded the city. In the distance, the remaining 200-odd soldiers in the city did not have the courage to intervene in the commotion.
As the most knowledgeable businessman in the town who had witnessed the dismantling of the steam factory, Bobby smoked a cigarette made of grass and sawdust while looking up at the night sky and fell into deep thought.
How ridiculous! Bobby sneered and shook his head. When the steam factory was demolished, Bobby knew that the two factions that were arguing now were actually the ones who supported the demolition of the factory at that time - how happy they were when they demolished the factory, how good they are at shirking responsibility now.
No one wanted to bear the responsibility at that time, but everyone carried the heaviest responsibility - and now, everything is too late.
Without the factory, the swords in the soldiers' hands could not keep up with the times, and they could not even equip themselves with armor. Naturally, they could not resist the powerful invasion of Ishgard, nor could they make up for the loss of weapons and equipment after the war began.
The steam rifles were gone, and now the soldiers had to use cold weapons to fight against the magical pipe weapons of Isgard - the result was heavy casualties, and they couldn't even kill a few Isgards unless they were in street fighting or sneak attacks...
Humph... The soldiers were wrong, the craftsmen were wrong, but were those even more ignorant peasants not wrong
The merchants knew it best... The peasants were also the most hostile to the regent at the time - although this was indeed guided by the nobles' public opinion. But in the final analysis, the peasants of the Roman Empire were just inferiors who could not stand seeing others doing better than they did.
Bobby understood this well - he had become rich, and although the villagers welcomed him on the surface, they secretly hoped that he would be hit and killed by a carriage when he went out.
They simply cannot bear to see other people's lives getting better, and naturally they cannot bear to see someone making others' lives better...
What a bunch of beasts.
Bobby sighed heavily. Soon, the quarrel in the square seemed to stop.
Bobby thought that he could finally go and set up his stall, but when he turned around, he saw that the person who stopped people from quarreling seemed to be an elder of a village.
An old man whom I have never seen before, but who was said to have once worshipped the God of Light - just as Bobby was thinking this, he heard an incredible scene.
“Family members, soldiers… Although the mistakes we made in the past cannot be remedied, why don’t we try to invite the Regent back now and let him save Roman from the danger
He definitely has a way to restore Roman to his past glory, so we must invite His Majesty the Regent back and make him our emperor. Only in this way can Roman become a stronger Roman!"
The elder was speaking confidently, holding something that looked like a cross made of some rusty iron sheets in his hand.
Although they were a bit far away, Bobby, with a livid face, always felt that those iron pieces were probably dug out from the ground...
Because there are traces of soil on it, and nearby, there are iron pieces stuck to the soil... either farm tools, or... iron pieces of heating pipes buried deep underground...
What the hell did you dig that stuff up for?!
Bobby's eyes widened, and what dumbfounded him even more was the elder's solemn oath that as long as they slightly modified the "ritual of summoning gods" that he had learned from the priest of the God of Light, and placed the things related to His Majesty the Regent in the formation to perform the ritual, then perhaps the living His Majesty the Regent would feel the call and pleas of his people, and come back from the far north to lead us back to prosperity and victory
"What the fuck are you guys posting—"
Before Bobby could swear, he saw the group of deserters, craftsmen and the surrounding townspeople looked at each other, and then began to follow the elders' instructions devoutly and began to look around for anything related to His Majesty the Regent.
They dug up the soil at the former construction site, dismantling the underground pipes. They wandered around the remains of the former Red Cross and night school, digging out the rotten wooden floors when they couldn't find anything suitable.
Under Bobby's astonished gaze, these confused and ignorant people, at their most desperate moment, had regarded the Regent, whom they had driven away, despised, and even humiliated, as their savior and god.
Not only that, they also had to build a temporary church and perform a ceremony to invite the regent...
Are you crazy?!
Bobby was speechless. But at this point he had no ability to stop it.
He could only see that group of fools turning important resources that might be of use in the near future into a burning bonfire, and just watched those people kneeling on the ground calling out the name of the Regent.
He thought that maybe everyone here was crazy. Or maybe he was the one who was crazy in their eyes.
…
In Constantinople, Yang Hao naturally did not realize the predicament the Roman Empire had been forced into.
On the eve of the sowing season in April, he had taken a rare break and was now talking to his wife, his future wife, the clan leader he trusted, his adopted daughter and the president of the court, and...
Arthur's family - a large group of elves including all possible relatives such as father-in-law and mother-in-law who could come, and his three children.
And Joseph's family - the three of them have been living very happily recently. I heard that Joseph's daughter also seemed to have found her sweetheart from the elf, which is really cause for celebration.
Finally, there are all the nobles and commoners who want to come from Bayerjans and Caparia.
Everyone held a small standing dinner in the Purple Palace. Considering that the banquet hall of the Purple Palace was not big enough, the standing dinner had to be extended from the gate of the Purple Palace to the King's Square - including the working garrison, everyone could enjoy this hard-earned festival.
The main purpose of this standing food party is to celebrate the upcoming planting season and to boost people's morale.
As Bayerjans does not have many resources to squander today, all the nobles and commoners who participated in the standing meal party wore the simplest clothes.
The bulbs and generators used for lighting were not expensive candles, but products of Isgard shipped from Caparia.
Although the elves still dislike these bright things, the Bayerjans people enjoy the feeling of brightness even at night.
Yang Hao was thinking about whether he should order more light bulbs and generators from Nia in case of emergency.
But then he thought that Nia still owed him a lot, so he would ask Miss Black Dragon to hand over the design drawings and information later.
It's just that the noise of this generator is a bit loud... Maybe after localization and improvement, it will still have to be replaced with a magic drive - after all, Elusia seems to be a country rich in magic, so if we can take advantage of the geographical advantage, we must take advantage of it.
With this thought in mind, Yang Haole, who was holding Anna in his arms, hummed and laughed. After taking a bite of the crude snack that the little nun personally fed him, he suddenly had the illusion that the United Nations could stay out of it forever...
Fortunately, he finally came back to his senses from his fantasy of peace. After happily enjoying the slightly sweet coarse bread in his mouth, he heard Anna in his arms say in a baby voice:
"So... Dad? Will you be busy next?"
Anna's question silenced the happy people around Yang Hao. After all, what was coming next was not something that could be simply described as "very busy", but rather overwhelming busyness.
At that time, Yang Hao could only let Natalia take care of his little daughter. He had already let Anna down once, and he really didn't want to let her down a second time.
But the work was so important that it made Yang Hao very embarrassed, and it also made him determined to establish a new bureaucratic system for the United Nations...
But after all, it's normal for Anna to have such thoughts.
After October 14th of this year, Anna will be exactly ten years old.
It's not wrong for a little girl under ten to want her father to spend more time with her. But Yang Hao is really too busy recently...
So before that, Yang Hao just patted Anna on the back and said that he would be busy for a while at most and then he could go out for a walk with her. After that, the little girl, whose wish was slightly fulfilled, also laughed foolishly with joy.
He didn't plan to discuss anything work-related today. And he was also curious if there were any inconveniences in Natalia's life recently.
After all, Natalia was the only noblewoman besides Anna. She was supposed to be used to a luxurious life. Now, in the royal family, even the living conditions were simple. Could she really get used to living here
Facing Yang Hao's whispered question, Natalia just glanced meaningfully at Naluga, who was drinking fruit wine in a daze, and then glanced at Theresa and Finn, who seemed to be arguing with each other in a low voice. She smiled and shook her head, and took Anna's body from Yang Hao's arms: