When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 585 Constitutional Convention (Part )
By the time Horn and Melia arrived, the fight had already stopped under the suppression of clock bullets and military police.

Seeing the six bodies neatly laid out under the eaves, and then looking at the bloodstains and wailing wounded soldiers on the ground, Horn and Meliati's faces looked very ugly.

A total of 335 soldiers from both the Salvation Army and the Duke's Army participated in this "Beer Hall Riot", with six deaths and injuries. Most of the participants were soldiers responsible for security patrols in the city.

The number of participants was not less than a hundred at the beginning, because they were still calling their friends.

Even at this moment, soldiers were still coming from various blocks.

"What's going on?" Horn narrowed his eyes and looked at the embarrassed Jeshka. Those who knew him well knew that this was a sign of His Majesty's anger.

On the other side, Meliati was also questioning the shaking Steve: "Do you have anything to say? Respected Patrol Sheriff Steve!"

After both sides spoke, things gradually became clear.

The passage of the "Dead Hand Tax Repeal Act" made the Salvation Army cheer and the Duke's Army depressed. In addition, the unresolved issue of Article 1 of the Constitution had already caused resentment on both sides.

The minor dispute over seating in the beer hall soon caused all the resentment to boil over. Soldiers on both sides lost control of their emotions and began to fight back with bows and holy guns.

Coupled with the lack of attention from several officers, the fight gradually escalated and lost its bottom line, turning into a civil strife with swords.

During this period, two rumors even evolved rapidly.

The Salvation Army said, "The Duke's army tried to dissolve the Constituent Assembly and veto all laws."

The Duke's Army said, "The Salvation Army passed Article 1 of the Constitution on its own and is coming to liquidate all the nobles."

After the rumor broke out, hundreds of soldiers from both sides came to help.

Fortunately, they did not have long weapons, and the officers and knights remained calm. While trying to stop the fight, they confiscated bows, crossbows and holy guns, so the casualties did not continue to increase.

In a sense, this can even be considered a camp roar.

Both sides had been fighting for too long and were extremely nervous. This coincidence was the trigger that led to this tragedy.

There is no such paragraph in their script!

Catherine was supposed to chair the process of pushing for the passage of the first article of the revised Charter tomorrow, but this incident happened overnight.

Horn turned his head to look at Meliati, and Meliati looked at Horn as if they had telepathic connection.

We can't keep pushing this issue any further. We must quickly pass Article 1 of this charter and put an end to such incidents.

"It's really impossible not to bleed..."

Horn lowered his head and muttered something, then raised his head and said coldly to Jessica beside him:
"Order all war monks to return to camp and impose a curfew! Inform Jeanne to summon the military judge and the legion clerk to open a military court."

Meliati added: "We can let the military police and the Cheka take over the city's security. Anyone who is still wandering around the city after midnight will be arrested and thrown into the dungeon regardless of the reason."

"Did you hear me? Do as the Lord Despot says."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Jeshka did not dare to delay and hurried to make arrangements.

Nodding to Meliati, Horn walked over to the frightened representatives wrapped in blankets to comfort them.

Steve walked cautiously to Meliati and said, "What about us?"

"Call all the soldiers who caused the accident, and all the representatives of our Constitutional Convention!" Meliati's voice was like frost, which made Steve tremble uncontrollably.

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"Look at these soldiers. Which one of them is not my relative or close friend? Which one of them is not a pillar of the battlefield?"

When the Red Horse Knight Moruo walked into the hall of the mansion, Meliati was slamming the iron fist of her left hand on the table.

"They have done a great job, but I want to kill them. My heart is broken."

In the flickering orange-yellow candlelight, wood chips flew everywhere, even splashing into the faces of the nobles in the front row.

In front of them, a row of heads were neatly stacked, and the room was filled with the strong smell of blood.

"I understand now. I lost a hand and half of my face was exposed, so you think I'm a weak woman who can be controlled by anyone. My orders are not important, right?!" The nobles and knights on the Duke's side lowered their heads, clasped their legs inwards, and pursed their lips tightly.

"Okay, okay. You send out a group of soldiers and I send out another. Let's go out of the city and practice and see who wins!" Meliati glared at the nobles. "I'll ask again, who ordered this?!"

"We really don't have it..." Count Nathaniel was a soft-hearted person to begin with. He had never seen such a brutal lord before and was almost crying after being scolded.

“Hahahaha, you’ve all been on the battlefield, and you all know how long it takes to string a crossbow.

Our people started the incident first, shot the arrow first, and it happened in the tavern where the representatives of the people were. You say it's a coincidence, and if I say I can believe it, then the Patriarch will believe it?"

Meliati walked back and forth in front of the nobles with her hands behind her back: "I have said it countless times, no matter who it is, no one can destroy the unity of the Thousand River Valley! Did you hear it from the heart?"

"But this is indeed a coincidence." The square-headed Knight Steve glanced at Meliati secretly and whispered.

"What a coincidence! What a coincidence!" Meliati grabbed the ink bottle on the table and smashed it over. Several nobles subconsciously dodged sideways.

"It just so happened that our people took action first, and the representatives were still there. What if the Patriarch says that we did it on purpose to threaten the representatives and split the Thousand River Valley?"

"Are we still asking him to join us?" As soon as Klovin finished speaking, Meliati walked up to him.

Although the curve of the lower half of Iron Mask's face was so bright and attractive, Klowin couldn't help but feel his heart beating like thunder when he met those blood-red pupils.

"Do you know what we are facing? How long do you think the civil war in the Kingdom of Leia will last? Can you guarantee that our civil war with the Saviors will end before the civil war in Leia?!

We fight the Saviors, no matter who wins or loses, it is a victory for the Kingdom of Leia! What did the Kingdom of Leia give you to make you speak for others like this? ! "

Amidst the roar of a lioness, Meliati's loose white hair fluttered in the wind. After a series of questions, beads of sweat appeared on Klown's forehead.

Especially after hearing the last heart-piercing words, he couldn't help but kneel down on the ground with his legs weakened: "That's not what I meant, Your Highness, I support constitutionalism and unity!"

The red light behind the iron mask flickered, and no one in the hall dared to speak. Just when Klowen was about to suffocate, Meliati turned around and said, "You don't have to attend the constitutional convention for the next two days. Reflect at home for two days."

Clowen then heaved a sigh of relief and stood up with the help of other nobles on both sides.

"You can fight in the meeting hall, but after leaving the meeting hall, we must be friends with the Savior Army! Otherwise, why do you think we are holding this constitutional convention?" As Meliati walked up to the throne with her back to the nobles, the Red Horse Knight Moruocai put on a red face to ease the atmosphere.

"We all have to exercise restraint, only then will the Thousand River Valley have a future." Meliati sat upright on the throne and spoke slowly and heavily.

In fact, this is the political consensus reached by Horn and Meliati.

There is no problem with fighting in meetings or among the people themselves, but the armies of both sides must never fight each other. This is the bottom line.

Both Meliati and Horn will impose punishment beyond the standard in this matter in order to make this political consensus deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"So now, what should we do?" Sampoli asked anxiously.

"What else can I do? All my efforts and negotiations over the past few days have been in vain." Meliati grabbed the charter on the table and slammed it hard on the cold floor. "Aren't they going to pass Article 1 of the Constitution? In exchange, I have no choice but to let it pass."

"Isn't this putting a lasso on our heads?" Lannes couldn't help but mutter, and the other nobles followed suit and whispered their support.

With her chest heaving violently, Meliati sat on the throne, supporting her head with her iron fist. She pondered for a long time before sighing helplessly:
"I'll try my best to make it work. Horn will give me some face, but don't even think about canceling it completely. How much I can make it work depends on the Holy Father's will."

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On the morning of May 1446, 5 in the Imperial calendar, at the Constitutional Assembly, the Despot and the Patriarch appeared hand in hand and directly and forcefully announced the adoption of the first article of the Charter.

Contrary to most people's expectations, there was no massive opposition this time.

As the law was carved on the bronze pillar, both the left and right seats breathed a sigh of relief.

Even when they came out, they pretended to hug each other to celebrate the passage of Article 1 of the Constitution.

“The sovereignty of the Thousand River Valley originates from the absolute authority of the Holy Father. The nobles and the people are all servants of the Holy Father, and they all share the sacred responsibility of maintaining order and pursuing justice.

The authority of the nobility is based on serving the territory and protecting the people, while the people express their obedience to the will of the Holy Father by recognizing the leadership of the nobility.

(End of this chapter)