[Time: Now]

[Location: Agripa Auditorium, Vine Republic]

Captain Flitz drew his thoughts from his memories. Whatever happened to Guitu City is now settled.

He looked at Richard Myerhouse walking towards the spokesperson - what mattered was not the past, but the future.

...

From the audience to the speaker's seat, Richard Myerhouse took a very steady step.

The noise lingering under the magnificent arch disappeared in an instant. In the semicircular auditorium, everyone's eyes focused on the purple-robed man in the center of the venue.

Richard Myerhouse stood after the podium, raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes half-closed, and looked at the representatives and envoys in the venue.

Representatives and envoys from various republics and foreign countries also looked at him curiously, wanting to see what the new person who had just stepped onto the stage of power would perform.

There are so many mysteries in the nominal new leader of the United Republic: is he a moderate or a radical? is he a marionette of the United Provincial Military or a head of state with real power? He is also a tense situation within the alliance.

What is your opinion?

People are waiting for His Excellency Richard Myerhouse to show his attitude.

However, Richard Myerhouse said nothing.

He stood in the speech seat without saying a word, and coldly glanced at the people on the seat, as if he was looking at a pile of lifeless puppets and clay sculptures.

The venue fell into a disturbing silence.

Dead silence.

Dead silence.

If silence is the opening remark, then the opening remark of the new Speaker of the United Nations Province is too long.

After a brief suspicion, the representatives and envoys in the auditorium became a little overwhelmed. People began to whisper and whisper, trying to find answers to the emergencies in front of them.

...

The first floor of the auditorium is a sector represented by the Federation of Provincial Governments.

A United Provincial soldier in the uniform of a school official turned his head and lowered his voice to ask another school official next to him: "Is he stage fright?"

The questioned person watched the new speaker who was pushed to the throne of power by them, frowned unconsciously, and waved his hand: "Don't be anxious."

...

On the second floor of the auditorium, it belongs to the seat of foreign envoys.

Prince Richard looked at Count Vares beside him in confusion and asked with interest: "Is this a pre-arranged?"

Earl of Vares - the Imperial Ambassador to Varen - looked embarrassed and bent down slightly to explain to the prince: "Your Highness, I don't know what the people of the Union are doing..."

...

In the speech seat, Richard Myerhouse greeted everyone's eyes and tasted their emotions - he had been waiting for too long at this moment.

In the silent silence, he felt the uneasiness and confusion of people.

"There are too many people chatting." He thought: "But no one knows the power of silence."

It was 10:00, and the sunlight passed through the vaulted skylight and shot directly into the speech seat in the center of the venue, hitting Richard Myerhouse.

He stretched out his hand, briefly turned over the speech prepared for him by the "Provisional Supreme Meeting", and then directly pressed the thick stack of speeches onto the podium.

Seeing that the man in the purple robe on the speech table suddenly took action, everyone in the venue realized that he was about to speak, and the dome suddenly returned to silence.

Richard Myerhouse took a deep breath and let the voice burst out in the dead silence.

"I know what you're thinking."

The new Speaker of the United Provinces voice was hoarse and low, and the exquisite sound collection design of the Agripa Auditorium allowed his words to be clearly conveyed to every listener without magical amplification:

"You are connecting my face with every famous traitor, oath-broken man in history, and want to find out from me the same, even the tiniest feature that they are!"

Richard Myerhouse's opening self-depreciation caught everyone under the dome off guard.

In the seating area of ​​the United Provinces, the school official who just said "Don't be anxious" frowned even more; on the second floor, Prince Richard's eyes were even more excited.

On the edge of the venue, Captain Flitz glanced at Mrs. Meyerhouse with a little confusion, but he could not see panic and nervousness in the latter's face, only a confident smile.

However, before Richard Myerhouse could finish his amazing words, he paused for a moment and glanced at the venue:

"I know why you think so too--for, no matter what kind of rhetoric is used, the regime change that occurred in Guitu City four days ago was undoubtedly a coup, a rebellion, a treason with conclusive evidence.

offense!"

"Buzz!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was in an uproar.

No one had ever thought that the Supreme Speaker of the United Provinces, who had just obtained power, would choose to publicly deny the legitimacy of his power for the first time.

The truth that the United Provincial Military did not want to mention and that the Republics were inconvenient to tell the truth, was bloody to the representatives of the entire Union.

Richard Myerhouse waited patiently until the venue returned to quiet, and until the deputies shut their mouths and wanted to hear what he had to say before speaking again:

"But, please remember that in a ship that is about to sink, it is reasonable to use any means as long as the ship is saved from the fate of sinking!"

He stared at the representatives from the republics without fear, and then repeated word by word: "As long as the alliance is saved from the fate of destruction, it is reasonable to use any means!"

The venue was in an uproar again, but this time, Richard Myerhouse did not give the deputies a quiet time again. He knocked onto the podium heavily and suppressed all the noise with his own question:

“Twenty-nine years have passed since the founding fathers signed the alliance charter to today.

Over the past twenty-nine years, we have built one monument after another! We have built one memorial pillar after another! We have named one street and square after another after another after another after another! We have held countless celebration parades!

We are immersed in the achievements of the founding fathers! We constantly deify their achievements! Everything they have pushed up to an untouchable position! So much so that anyone who tries to face up to the legacy of the founding fathers will be criticized as traitors and rebels!

”

"Martyr Ned Smith defeated the Empire - of course a great achievement, but what is his legacy?" Richard Myerhouse's voice became increasingly loud: "A country?"

"No!" Richard Myerhouse almost roared and said the answer: "It is a loose and powerless alliance! It is a broken alliance! It is a tired of internal struggle! It is a struggle against each other! It is a alliance in name only!

”

Every time he said a word, he would hit the podium with his fist. His voice was more deafening than the other, and the sound of his fist hitting the podium was heavier and heavier, as if a hammer hit the listeners' hearts.

The venue fell silent again.

Because Richard Myerhouse told the truth that every league representative avoided talking but knew it very well.

After another glance at the venue, Richard Myerhouse spoke again. However, his voice was no longer as passionate as before, but returned to the hoarse and rough voice he had at the beginning.

Valley

"This country, this alliance, was established because of defeating the empire." Richard Myerhouse said: "It is also because of the existence of the empire, you, me, and we-the republics have barely maintained the so-called great covenant. .”

The venue was still silent.

Richard Myerhouse looked at the delegates and continued, "But when we are addicted to fighting each other and fighting each other, can someone look up and look at the outside world? There are crossing the stretching shade mountains, Look at the world on the other side of the mountains?

If anyone has seen it—even if he only looks at it, he will understand—the alliance is on the verge of destruction! Our freedom, our republic, and the legacy left by our founding fathers, is already at stake!”

Richard Myerhouse stretched out his arm and pointed to the invisible north: "On the other side of the mountains, the once decaying and weak Muluo Empire has entered an unprecedented golden age under the rule of the oath-behind the oath!

In Castile, the oath bearers subdued the beasts of the forest! On the eastern border, the oath bearers made the Saracen dare not go any further! In the distant northern border, the oath bearers had conquered the last Norman kingdom, Expand the territory all the way to the narrow sea!

Crowds of ships set out from the Far West Colonies and returned to the Eternal City with immeasurable wealth. These wealth became gunpowder and steel again! It became flesh and blood of wild beasts raised by the Swearer!"

One question after another hit the hearts of the alliance representatives:

"But what about us? What are we doing?"

"What are we doing when our northern enemy expands its territory?

“What are we doing when our merchants are being squeezed out from one trading port after another?”

"What are we doing as the sword hanging above our heads gets sharper?"

Richard Myerhouse replied sadly and angrily: "We are fighting each other! We are fighting each other! We have exhausted everything in the internal friction that lasted for twenty-nine years!"

"If anyone thinks I'm an alarmist statement, then raise his head and look at the son of the fake emperor sitting above your head! Look at the envoy with a false smile on his face!" Richard Myerhouse raised His hand pointed directly at Prince William sitting on the viewing platform:

"When the Swearing One sent his son as a symbol of peace, the spy raised by the Swearing One set fire to the Steel Fort! Intent to launch a large-scale rebellion in Monta! How hypocritical! How ugly! How despicable! The one who has never given up his ambition to destroy us!”

"And what about us? We are like five skinny wild dogs, fighting for a few bones to bite each other until they are bleeding, but they don't know that on the other side of the mountain, a real beast is grinding its teeth and sucking blood! I was thinking about tearing us apart completely!”

...

The viewing platform on the second floor of the auditorium.

The Imperial Ambassador Earl Vares suddenly jumped out of the seat and yelled angrily at the center of the venue: "Random! Slander!"

After roaring, Earl Vales, whose face turned pale, kept wiping the sweat on his forehead, bent down deeply towards the prince, almost begging: "Your Highness, please leave with me!"

Prince Richard waved his hand.

Earl Vales's face became even more ugly, and he kept muttering like a swearing: "This matter won't be over like this! This is open slander and slander! You are waiting! You are waiting! I must let this

The group of ignorant mud guys who don’t know how to educate are good-looking…”

Richard spoke lightly: "Earl of Vares."
To be continued...