When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 901 Bloody Night (Part )

Not only the people in the square, but also the representatives and monks on the stage were silent.

"Who else could it be?" Goangzi repeated in a low voice.

Mitternich's voice came from behind: "Brother Anzi, Her Highness Catherine has handed over the city of Rapids to you. Do you want to allow the petition for the re-election of the despot to enter the trial process under your rule?"

Geangqi ignored the people whispering in the audience, but fell into confusion and contemplation.

"But," the attendant clerk beside him whispered, "if we don't try them, what should we do with these mobs?"

Not only Goanzi realized this problem, the representatives gradually came to their senses, and Lipolole also discovered it.

Not all of the city's poor gathered in the square to participate in the riots.

Of the nearly 10,000 people striking at the docks, less than 2,000 were present.

Even if Bang convinces everyone at this moment, he cannot change the current situation. That is, if the petition is not passed, there is no way to lift the strike and the blocked dock.

Liporolle seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and shouted directly: "Facts speak louder than words... I apply for a petition to enter the voting process."

Jeanbon walked to within an arm's length of Liporolle's shoulder and stood parallel to him: "This is an illegal order. I request the Senate not to review it!"

The representatives began to whisper to each other, and some even stood up and ran away to communicate elsewhere.

As for the people below, they seemed to be overwhelmed by Jeanbon's previous momentum. They were either thinking or repeating Lippolole's "distorted logic" in anger.

Under the gazes of many people, Goangzi stroked his cane, turned his head and said to Mittenyi: "I am old and can't walk. Please pass on a message for me."

Mitternich took out a small notebook and Dick's gold pen, but Goanzi held them down.

Ge Angqi's cloudy eyes were half covered by his eyelids. "Just say that I am old and I don't know what is going on. The request that everyone agreed to before is invalid. Let them vote according to their own ideas."

"If there is no vote, the dock workers won't work..."

"I'll write you a note when the time comes. As for where to find workers after killing the citizens, let the farmers do it. After working for five days, they will be transferred to the city's household registration!"

Mitternich held Goanzi's hand and said, "You have finally made up your mind."

"That still depends on what the other representatives think, ahem." Geangqi looked at Rangbang who was standing stubbornly in the middle of the square. "The Holy Union is my country after all. It has never failed me, so how can I let it down so easily?"

Soon, Goangzi's words spread among the representatives, and their discussion became more intense.

Some representatives even stepped down to ask for public opinion, without any sense of confidentiality, allowing Goangzi's statement to be heard by the public.

Lipolole was surprised to hear this, but he quickly recovered.

So what if that's the case?

They had already done enough work before, and the facts were right in front of them and the situation was pressing.

Do these representatives dare to take responsibility for shelling civilians?

This undoubtedly means that Goangzi is leaning towards them, because everyone knows that the next election system of the Advisory Council will rely on the election of literate adult citizens.

How many farmers can read? We still have to rely on city dwellers.

Once they vote against it, their reputation will be ruined. Who will vote for them?

The original shock, confusion and shame faded away, and all that was left in Lipolole's heart was anger and unspeakable pain.

However, he knew that this anger came from humiliation and previous failure, but where did the pain come from?
"Everyone, everyone." Liporolle stepped forward, "The sooner you vote, the sooner you can resume transportation at the dock area."

After a moment of silence, Geangqi spoke first: "Then, let's start voting."

"…Mitternich cast a vote against it."

"…Makart voted, one vote in favor."

"...Kovendo cast one vote against it."

As the host called out the votes, the curious people took out paper and pen to count the votes.

For example, Lippolole started calculating in his mind right in front of the stage.

Wait, there's something wrong with this ticket shape.

Since it was a recorded vote, Liporolle started counting from the beginning.

At the beginning, it was almost one vote in favor and one vote against.

But as the representatives behind began to vote, in the same period of time, the number of votes became two against to one in favor, or even four or five against to one in favor.

"You, are you crazy?" Liporolle shouted even though the vote had not yet been completed. "You want to take responsibility for shelling civilians?"

The line that was originally voting fell silent, and several voting representatives turned their heads away, not disguising their contempt and disdain.

"It's rare, it's rare, there are such rare shameless people in the world."

"Have you forgotten how you were abused by the big merchants and nobles? You like to eat meat, but you cry out in pain when it's cut?" Facing the criticisms of several representatives and monks, Lipolole still stiffened his neck and said, "I have a clear conscience."

Mitternich walked from behind the ballot box to the front of the stage and looked down at Lippolole in front of him.

"Have you experienced the previous flood of 1448? Do you remember what the flood of 1444 was like?"

Lipporolle raised his head and glared back at Mitternich without any fear, but he had to hold his hands behind his back to prevent them from shaking.

"The Holy Union is a beautiful country, even a treasure." Mitternich stood up straight, not looking at Lipolole, but loudly said to the crowd, "From ancient times to the present, in the history of the empire -

There has never been a kingdom that exists for all believers, and there has never been a king who strives for the happiness of all believers.

But the Holy League is such a country. It has sacrificed a lot to protect us.

Shengsun works around the clock every day, not for his own luxurious life, but for everyone's happiness.

The monks work diligently every day and do more in a year than the empire does in three years, not to mention their fairness and integrity.

The Holy Union is powerful, but also fragile.

She protected us when we were most vulnerable, protected those of us who pursued a better world, and protected the fools, fools and unlucky people.

She is so tolerant and willing to protect everyone. How dare you betray her when she is most vulnerable? "

Turning his gaze back to Lipporolle, the usually smiling Mitternich showed his anger and murderous intent for the first time: "No matter how much it costs, I will not allow your crown or the white skirt of the Holy Alliance to be stained with any dirt!"

"it is good!"

There was actually a burst of cheers from the crowd in the square.

No matter how those people who were originally hiding in the crowd encouraged them, they could no longer be as agitated as before.

"Damn it! Damn it! What a bastard!" Denosov even stood up from his seat and opened the window directly.

This was completely beyond his expectations, as these representatives were just craftsmen, farmers and ordinary citizens two or three years ago.

Do they understand what Mitternich and Jeanbon are saying? How can they be so united?
You know, some people have never even seen Horn.

"Voting counting completed!"

Hearing this, Denosov gripped the window frame.

As the speaker of the parliament, Goangzi first handed a note to Carl, who was wearing hunting clothes, and then stood up with the help of crutches.

After coughing twice and drooping his snow-white eyebrows, Ge Angqi tried his best to straighten his chest: "Everyone, today, I can tell you the result of the vote. More than two-thirds of the representatives of the Advisory Council do not agree, so..."

When Ge Angqi turned around, he threw his resounding words to the ground: "Not accepted!"

Denosov let go of the window frame. He did not hide his disappointment at all. "Let Ramuders do it. At least the chaos can last a few more days!"

As for the square, Lipolole fell to the ground. Are these people crazy?

He didn't care about anything else and just sat on the ground and yelled at Ge Angqi: "Aren't you afraid of something happening at the dock right now? Aren't you afraid..."

"What the hell!" Ge Angqi slammed his cane to the ground. "You are not worthy to question me, villain."

Ge Angqi, who used to be an old gangster at the dock, finally has some of his former demeanor.

“I’m warning you, I know many of you, and you know what I did on the docks.

If you listened to any slander or accepted any money, it doesn't matter what you did before.

If you dare to do anything wrong, I will hang not only you, but your entire family and even your dog.

Anyway, I don't have many years left to live, so what's the point of reputation? How about you call me a dog of Sheng Sun?

I will tell you today - woof woof woof!"

"Whoosh-"

At the moment when Geangqi bent down and lowered his head to imitate the barking of a dog, a crossbow arrow buzzed past his head.

The square suddenly became quiet, even Geangqi himself was stunned and just touched his hair.

"Protect the Speaker!"

Pulling out the shield from under the seat, Mitternich didn't care about anything else. He grabbed Goanzi's collar and pulled him behind the overturned long table.

Masked soldiers rushed out from all directions, and some people in the crowd even took out daggers and started to indiscriminately kill civilians.

The smell of burning spread in the air, and Bang, who had been hiding from it, stood up.

His eyes wandered across the sky until they looked in the direction of the dock area.

There was a billowing black smoke rising over there.

(End of this chapter)