Hoplane, Nissos Chamber of Commerce Headquarters.

The entrance of the courtyard where people travel around on weekdays is now full of protesters. Most of them are hired from wineries and other workshops, and life is extremely difficult on weekdays.

Generally speaking, after the Chamber of Commerce becomes bigger, for reputation and long-term considerations, the treatment will be much higher than that of the small Chamber of Commerce and has a better reputation.

But the Nissus family is different. Not only does it not increase, but it also has more hours of working hours, and there is basically no time to take a break.

Especially since Fenerton began to take over family affairs, he has recently developed a new wine that has attracted many new employees. If he is just a little tired of work, these people are not unacceptable. Where is this not the case?

However, after working in a new winery for a while, people gradually became physically deteriorated and even became crazy. At first, everyone thought that those people were not good at their health, but as more and more people got into trouble, everyone began to suspect that this new wine was poisonous. In order to prevent the reputation from being damaged, the Nissus family sent people to arrest and warn those who dared to speak nonsense, and suppressed them for a while.

But in the end, the fire could not be saved. This incident was exposed on this day. Many hired workers began to claim compensation and protest, but the chamber of commerce turned a deaf ear and sent thugs to disperse the crowd.

Until recently, a young man named Gret organized everyone and joined forces with more than a dozen workshop employees to protest, and now the Nissus family couldn't stand it.

Faced with the scene of collective protests by hundreds of people, the Nissos family was also a little jealous of the situation. It was not that they could not defeat it, but that it would greatly damage its reputation in the commercial alliance. It would also openly violate many laws and regulations and be difficult to conceal it.

"Mr. Fenerton, it's not good. After hearing that there is something wrong with our new wine, the Aoni Chamber of Commerce has refused to continue purchasing. Not only that, other companies have also started to return the goods."

Bang—

The cups and tea sets were swept to the ground, making a broken sound.

"Didn't the alchemist say there was no problem?" Fenlton shouted angrily.

"Where is his man?"

"Sir, the alchemist said a month ago that he wanted to find new materials and leave for a few days to purchase..."

"What?" Fenlton's eyes widened.

"Then...never see him again." The servant below replied tremblingly.

"Idiot!" Fenerton kicked over.

Front-end Time Fenerton launched a new wine at the banquet, which he called "Sumo", meaning the legendary fine wine. After drinking this wine, there will be a slight hallucination and you can see the beautiful scenes in your dreams. The Nissus family said that this wine is completely non-toxic and will not be addicted, so it has been launched and is immediately loved by some high-ranking people.

It is not only a kind of wine, but has become a kind of enjoyment. If it weren't for the winery's incident this time, the Nissos' family could have made several times the profit in previous years with this.

But things didn't go as expected, and the secret of the new wine was exposed. Orders from each company were no longer sent and they began to ask for returns. Not only that, the orders for other liquors in Nissos were greatly affected, and all kinds of orders began to decrease.

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Since the victory of the northern battlefield, the war in the West Wind Kingdom has entered a stage of turbulent fire.

"put!"

With the order of the rebel officer, a huge rock taller than a man rolled into the throwing baskets of about ten tall trenchers.

The dull and sour sound came out, and the gears and wooden frames slowly rotated under the action of lever mechanics, accelerating the huge rocks continuously, then threw them high, roaring through arcs in the air, smashing heavily on the city wall, and the stone chips splashed, like the wrath of a god.

The brick and stone city walls were filled with archers wearing red and blue burqas, constantly shooting arrow rains from the city walls more than 20 meters high. The arrowheads in the sky covered the sky like locusts.

Under the city wall is an uprising army wearing a black burqa, and countless blue-bottomed Venus flags are flying on the earth.

Bang--

With a loud bang, a lot of dust shaking off the heavy thick wood gate, and some steel rivets began to loosen.

Outside the city gate, the five people and the siege hammer made of thick logs were lifted by a group of strong men. Their blue veins were exposed, their faces were red, and they shouted slogans in unison, constantly hitting them.

Although there was a shield next to him, the rocks and bows and arrows on the city walls still fell ruthlessly. Some people were smashed and vomited blood and even bones were revealed. But if one person fell down, another person would immediately go forward to continue carrying it.

The desolate horns kept blowing, and batches of warriors sang ancient war songs and headed forward.

...

The song of sorrow spread thousands of miles. Running in the wilderness were the rebels waving the flags of stars and wheat ears. The blue-bottomed and golden-patterned flags were roaring in the wind, and the faces covered with wind and frost were galloping in the mountains and fields just to spread the fire of hope to more places.

They do not expect that the revolution will be achieved in their own hands, but this does not mean that what they do is meaningless. But at least, they want to tell those who are as oppressed as they are, in this desolate and dark world, there are still torches of hope, which burn violently, drive away darkness and indifference, and bring about a bright and warm dream.

It is a world where equality and dignity can be obtained, and it is a real and beautiful world that can break the shackles of oppression.

"There has never been any noble bloodline, why are they born to be superior!"

The clerks wearing stars and seals stood on the high ground and shouted loudly. They read the noble dream to every people in the West Wind Kingdom in the fields, in the mountains, in the squares, in the taverns. It was the world that countless people yearned for, it was a world full of flowers.

“The world is not all sunshine and rainbow.”

"This is a place full of mean and dirty."

“It doesn’t matter how innocent you are.”

"It will still bring you down cruelly."

"And let you never turn over as long as you don't resist."

"If you know your worth."

"Then you have to work hard to win your own value."

"Instead of accusing others of saying that you can't be what you want to be."

"It is a behavior that only cowards can do if they complain without any change."

"But, you're not a coward!" they screamed.

"You are much better than cowards!"

The audience in the audience was shocked. Most of them were poor people at the bottom and hard-working farmers. Their long-term life made them cold and numb, like stubborn stones in the fields, with cold and vague inside.

But today these stubborn stones were hit with sparks, and an impulse that had been suppressed for a long time finally began to emerge from the bottom of the heart, and the blood gradually boiled.

"Long live Crancia!"

At first there were only one or two, then three or four, and then more and more people joined in, and finally a surging and consistent voice rang under the sky.
Chapter completed!