People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Fortunately, the Supervisory Committee and the Business Federation had not gone completely crazy. He was afraid that these inhuman guys would do something cruel to him again and give him a "little Casimir shock"!

Now it seems that there is no need to worry.

After taking a deep breath and adjusting his state, Ernst regained his confident expression.

The brief silence after the question had reached its limit. At the moment before the critical point passed, Ernst spoke again:

“I believe many people would answer yes.”

"It is so simple to see darkness. Turn off the light and you will see darkness. Wait until night and you will see darkness. It is even simpler. Just close your eyes and everything will be pitch black."

"Yes, in Casimir, it's easy to see the darkness."

"Because we all know that the lights can be turned on again after being turned off. The night has been lit up by the neon lights of the city that never sleeps, led by the Great Knight. As long as we open our closed eyes, the dazzling spotlight will make each of us look like the protagonist!"

“That’s what I envy so much.”

Ernst paused for a moment, and as the Casimirs were alternating between pride and confusion, he spoke again.

"Because, a year ago in Kjerag, the life we ​​are accustomed to in Casimir's modern society was still a luxury!"

His voice changed from high to low, depicting the scene of a foreign country for all the audience.

"There are no lights at night, and the two moons will not mercifully show the way to every traveler. In the biting cold wind, without a small stove, we will experience a struggle of thoughts every time before closing our eyes. That is the topic that philosophers from Leitania, Victoria, Minos, and even this land have studied and debated for countless years - survival or death!"

After a brief moment of repression, as if trying to break free, Ernst, who called himself a "knight competition enthusiast", raised his voice again:

"So, I'm very lucky. As a fan of knight competition, I was born in Kjerag. So during this year, I can see street lights being erected one by one on the streets. There are no more people getting lost in the dark in the brand new city. With central heating, people in Kjerag can sleep peacefully. And I am also fortunate to come to the hometown of knight competition, this great knight territory, to watch this real grand event!"

This is a self-questioning and self-answering, a "self-questioning and self-answering by a knightly competition enthusiast from Kjerag", and this is of course not the point.

After laying the groundwork for the emotions of the Casimir people, pride, contemplation, sympathy, and worry slowly emerged and mixed into a ball, Ernst took the opportunity to raise the second question:

"But at this moment, when darkness falls again, descending upon this great knight territory of Kavaleriaki, I can't help but wonder."

"Besides me, how many other places are there, how many other people are there, who have not seen the darkness, but are in the darkness? They have the same dreams as us, but they don't have the same luck as us?"

"A thousand years ago, in order to resist the shameless act of the corrupt Pegasus royal family in selling out the country to the Nightmare, and to protect the lives and property of their subjects from being seized by the Nightmare Khan, the knights declared the formation of the Knights Union. Today we are gathering on the land where the Knights Union was declared. This solemn declaration is like the light of a beacon, bringing hope to millions of people who are suffering in the fire of injustice that destroys their lives. Its arrival is like the dawn of joy, ending the long night of restraint on human rights."

"However, one thousand years later, we must face up to the tragic fact that our compatriots, our people, our brothers and sisters, including Casimir, have not yet gained freedom. One thousand years later, people's lives are oppressed by countless shackles and chains such as mineral disease, wealth disparity, bloodline identity, etc. One thousand years later, there are still many people living on a poor and isolated peak in this land that has gradually developed and become materially abundant due to Originium. One thousand years later, there are still many people huddled in the corners of our proud and prosperous cities, and they realize that they are exiles in their homeland. We gather here today to make this appalling situation public."

"We are lucky enough. We are in the City of Knights. We have seen the darkness and passed through it. Every neon light we light up tears open this false sky!"

“But I think there’s more to it than that.”

"Have we lost our chivalry in this city of knights?"

"Why can't we extend our hands to our fellow countrymen and defend the rights that we are born with, which is just to be the same [knight competition enthusiast] as them?"

"I call it the birthright of man."

"human rights"

Chapter 450: Casimir was lit up by your own hands!

Human rights is a noble concept that is always relatively respected according to specific needs in reality.

The speech "I Have a Dream" is undoubtedly a success. As one of the eternal masterpieces in the field of public speaking, it has even been selected into the textbooks of a great Eastern country across the ocean, which is enough to prove its value.

But the success of the speech does not mean that the current situation can be improved. Martin Luther King was not able to truly change the living environment of black people in the United States with this speech. The same is true for Ernst.

Ernst never expected that a speech could enlighten all of Terra. Language has its weight, but Ernst is not a banshee. He cannot turn words into spells to produce effects, nor can he be like Yuri, who can control people's minds with just a few words. If he did, he would have cosplayed as the Emperor of Terra next door and sat on Yelagund's golden toilet.

Any proposition needs practice to test its rationality and feasibility, and the civil rights movement and the Terra International Human Rights Council that Ernst will establish under the system of the World Summit are the practice of the proposition of "human rights".

"When we move, we must ensure that we move forward. We cannot move backward. Some people are asking civil rights activists today, 'When will you be satisfied?'"

Ernst's voice was impassioned, and his rebuttal was also deafening:

“We will never be satisfied as long as poor people are subjected to unspeakable police brutality.”

"We can never be satisfied as long as the travel-weary bodies of Victoria's Tara cannot find lodging in the messenger stations along the wild roads and in the inns of the city."

"We will never be satisfied as long as the basic range of Leithania's winter spirits is to move from small ghettos where ethnic minorities live to large ghettos."

"As long as there is still a Sarkaz soldier in the Ursus Empire who cannot enjoy normal treatment after retirement, as long as there is an infected person in Columbia who thinks that his vote is useless, we will never be satisfied."

"No! We are not satisfied now, and we will not be satisfied in the future, unless justice and fairness surge like the waves of the sea and river!"

Ernst's eyes swept across the audience.

Thanks to Tomaena and Viviana, he could see the expressions on the faces of most of the spectators in the arena.

They may be touched, excited, or confused.

These are all normal reactions.

To some extent, Ernst should be grateful that the place where he gave his speech was Casimir, the Grand Knight Territory of Kavaleriaki, a city with rich historical and cultural heritage and open and advanced ideas.

Just as described in the Long Night of Light on another timeline, the people of Casimir did not lose their chivalry, but the materialistic society and dazzling consumption made the treasures obscured by dust. What Margaret Light did was to practice the legendary chivalry through her own actions in the hope of awakening the morality and character in the hearts of the people of Casimir.

Ernst did the same thing.

But compared to Margaret Lingguang's somewhat legendary heroic "rescue", Ernst envisioned a systematic awakening and structure.

A strong man falling from the sky can save people for a while, but no matter how strong he is, he will eventually die. What will happen after he leaves? Only God knows!

The system is something more long-term and stable. Even though it may gradually decay internally and the inertia of the system makes it gradually unable to keep up with the times, it still has unparalleled advantages over humans.

The Victorian hegemony system was established by the macho man Frederick III, but even after the last lion king Alistair was hanged on the gallows, he still managed to carry this bloated and immoral empire for more than 20 years. Ernst hoped that the Summit of Nations could last longer, and he tried his best to achieve it. This was also his dream, his other side - in addition to the helpless pragmatist, the other side with dreams.

He dreams that one day, the Summit of Nations will achieve a true and rapid rise to truly realize the true meaning of its creed: "Together, Terra will survive to the end!"

He dreamed that one day, in Leitania's opera house, the sons of former nobles would be able to sit together with the sons of former servants and share the brotherhood.

He dreamed that one day, even a desert-like place like Ursus and Sargon, with its strict hierarchy, oppression, huge class contradictions, and limited people's power, would become an oasis of freedom and justice.

He dreamed that one day, even his children, even the Sarkaz, would be able to live in a country where they would be judged not by their racial bloodline but by the quality of their character.

He has a dream today. I dream that one day, Kjerag will be able to build an ideal city like Lateran, where people live in abundance and happiness. If possible, he greedily hopes that there will be a small stove named after him in the Kjerag government office to show that he has been here with honor. He also dreams that one day, Sarkaz like Nastie will be able to fulfill their dreams and build a Kazdel of their own, whether in the sky or on the ground, and the Terran nations that march towards that Kazdel will not bring warships and troops, but flowers and gifts.

"I have a dream today. I dream that one day, the valleys will rise, the mountains will fall, the rough and winding roads will become smooth, and the holy light will be revealed and shine on the world."

Ernst said slowly.

It is true that some of these dreams can be spoken of, while others cannot. Some are too absurd to the Terrans and sound horrifying when spoken out; others seem too small-minded and sound somewhat amusing when spoken out in this occasion.

Being in this position, Ernst knew what he could say and what he could not say. He also understood what the expressions on the audience's faces meant at this moment.

Touched?

This word alone is probably not enough to describe the feelings of the audience.

No one doesn't like beautiful things. When a beautiful vision is placed in front of people, many people will remain on the sidelines, because they know that the vision is too far away, too far to compete with the life in front of them, too far to replace the daily life of firewood, rice, oil and salt, too far to be as real as hearing the news that they can get a 50 yuan salary increase tomorrow or a stranger V-tweeted them on Thursday, so people are used to being numb.

But Ernst told them that, in fact, it was not that far away.

How long did it take for Kjerag to develop from a poor and remote village without even street lights or small stoves to the current venue of the World Expo and the World Summit, a country that is believed to be on par with Lateran in the future?

a year.

In the Crystallization Age, people no longer have to worry about energy issues. Originium is so abundant that it is inexhaustible, and there will not even be any breeding of Colombians. As long as there is willingness, as long as there is unity, as long as everyone reaches out and releases a little bit of goodwill, similar situations are not completely impossible to happen again.

And they are the insignificant but potentially crucial people among those who release goodwill.

Perhaps this passion and goodwill is just some excessive emotion that was aroused on a whim after listening to the speech, and when they get up at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, brush their teeth and eat breakfast, they will be exhausted by the endless cycle of going to work and going home. But at least at this moment, the feeling of honor in their hearts is real.

At least, at this moment, as an assassin who was required to do his utmost to "monitor and protect Ernst", Ascalon felt a little sore in his nose.

Like, so similar!

If you listen to these words with your eyes closed, no one can tell whether you are Theresa or Ernst!

She felt a little stuffy in her chest, not because of sadness or anger, but simply because the surging emotions in her heart collided with the frustration that could not be vented, resulting in a slight negative reaction.

Askalon could still bear it, or rather, even if she couldn't bear it, she had to bear it.

She was reluctant to leave here, reluctant to report to Kal'tsit, and even more reluctant to let Ernst leave her sight for more than a second!

Because that means danger.

Last time, she was like this...like this...

The heartache of not having the time to say goodbye suddenly surged into his heart, and Ascalon clenched his fists.

It is impossible for the people in the Tower of Babel to forget that figure and her every word and action, but because they know her so well, Askalon knows that he is deeply trapped in it, but cannot extricate himself.

It is true that Ascalon had heard many similar slogans before. However, most of the leaders of other countries on earth were discriminatory and prejudiced when they advocated equality, and Ernst was the first one she had seen.

The Sarkaz have their own homeland, and they are judged not by race or blood, but by their character. This is the goal that Her Highness Theresa has been pursuing all her life but has not been able to achieve. And Ernst not only said this, but also did it.

Negotiating with the Duke of Caster and winning the support of the greatest Grand Duke of Victoria, Ascalon was not a fool, she knew what this meant. This was the first step, a phased progress, and a small hope had been born.

And this time, she vowed that she would protect this little hope.

Pulling his hood down a little, Ascalon took a deep breath, raised his right hand, and followed the crowd in shouting out the name:

"Ernst! Ernst!"

“That’s the power of language.”

Standing in the box of the Supervisory Council, Russell looked down through the French window at Ernst on the field and sighed spontaneously.

It is now the twentieth minute after the four-city meltdown incident.

After nearly eight minutes of tense confrontation, all the infected people who were blocked in the core power control room were cleared out.

What? The Chamber of Commerce agreed to let them go. That’s their business. When did the Supervisory Commission ever agree to do so?

Inspections of switches and control rooms are proceeding swiftly, and it is estimated that power will be restored to the entire city in two minutes at most.

By then, theoretically, the Knights Association would flexibly decide the winner of the final move based on the specific circumstances. It could be Maina or Jeston, or even request a rematch to determine the winner.

But is it true that the winner has not been chosen?

Russell thinks not.

Standing on the field, he was buffeted by the cheers, but he stood firm like a pillar. Behind him, Mauna was willing to light up for him, and beside him, Jeston was his subordinate. If everyone standing on the field could be considered a contestant, then Russell felt from the bottom of his heart that he should just give Ernst the win.

But that's why she felt regretful.

She lamented more than once why Ernst was not from Casimir. If a talent like his could be used by the Supervisory Council, she might be able to pass the position of Grand Knight to him in the future. There was a bigger stage, and he believed that the Commercial Federation and the like could not be Ernst's opponent.

pity.......

At least the consolation is that he is not from the Chamber of Commerce.

Besides, she has Viviana here to help her.

The kid was also stubborn, and he left without giving Russell any time to prepare or react. But if you think about it, it might not be a bad thing, as it was much better than being harassed by the spokesperson of the Business Federation and being reported by Red Wine to spread rumors and cause trouble every day in Casimir.

"Your Excellency, the switch has been inspected and repaired. We will start it immediately--"

"No, wait a minute."

A report came from the communicator, and Russell breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly stopped their actions just before the power was turned on.

He made a difficult decision.

From Kjerag to Casimir, Ernst had helped her a lot during such a long period of time, especially this last time. If he hadn't stepped forward to save the situation, Russell would never have had such a timely speech to delay time.

To give a plum, you should receive a peach in return. In order to prevent this favor from becoming a loan to be repaid from generation to generation, let her give Ernst a gift as well.

"Wait for my order and activate the switch."

Ernst turned around and looked at Viviana and Maenna.

The speech had reached its final stage, but the Grand Knight still hadn't called, which made Ernst somewhat depressed.

No, he just dismantled your switch and stole it or something? Why would it take so long?

But this is the situation, and Ernst has no idea how long it will take for the Supervisory Council and the Chamber of Commerce to repair the power supply. Fortunately, he is prepared.

“Speech” compulsory course - Interaction.

"Ms. Viviana, please cooperate with me and help me dispel the shadows around me. Mr. Maenna, please put away your magical powers first."

Maenna and Viviana nodded, and the sun-like light gradually went out, and the venue fell into darkness again.

This time, Ernst took out his terminal from his arms.

"So, my friends, let us return to our original question."

"Have you ever seen darkness?"

“Darkness is just an abstract concept. It exists everywhere. In reality, in life, and even in the interactions with relatives and friends, it exists objectively.”