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Chapter 856 - 447 The Eloquent Republic_3

Chapter 856: Chapter 447 The Eloquent Republic_3

The Empire’s Envoy, Akinuo Baros, was overjoyed. "So that’s how it is. No wonder the assembly of the citizens has been so delayed in making a decision; it’s because of this reason. Hahaha, Ivita, you bastard, you’ve made me suffer humiliation, to be laughed at in person, now I want you to pay the price!"

Alsace’s Chief Diplomat, Miloslav Seks, was extremely happy. "The Crete Islands are exceptionally fertile, exchanging them for a trade monopoly privilege in our country, we are not at a loss."

"Alright, I agree to this demand on behalf of Alsace. This afternoon, I’ll bring it up at the assembly of the citizens. Thank you for your tip, your information has indeed been useful."

Ivita managed a forced smile. "It’s nothing, I’m also pleased to be able to help you all."

"You better hurry and prepare, I’m looking forward to your complete victory at the assembly of the citizens. I’ll be taking this money with me."

Both of them nodded towards Ivita, their eyes filled with determination.

Ivita then left with two bags of gold.

Unexpectedly, he had picked up another three thousand gold pounds to serve as his military funds.

He truly was a good Samaritan; his moral character was simply outstanding.

...

In the afternoon, the location of the assembly of the citizens was a coliseum styled after those of an Ancient Civilization, with the spectators seated layer upon layer, watching the orators on the central podium.

The spirit of the Republic would allow the orators’ voices to enter the ears of everyone attending the debates, for them to judge.

Also, under the surveillance of the Republic’s spirit, any orator using Magic to control and influence the audience’s minds (including if they themselves were under the influence of Magic) would be detected, thus preventing anyone from using Magic to control others and change the course of the debate.

The audience would vote with their cheers.

In the case of very serious matters, the vote collectors among the crowd would take votes from groups of one hundred people.

That is to say, let these one hundred spectators vote first, and then the vote collector would represent the opinion of the majority of these hundred people and cast their votes on their behalf.

By doing so, the problem of voting with such large numbers could be resolved.

As one of the main characters of the day, Ivita was seated in a very conspicuous place near the platform, which allowed him to encounter the team of envoys led by Akinuo Baros from the Empire, who had just entered the arena.

Upon seeing Ivita, Envoy Akinuo Baros immediately made a threatening gesture and his gaze carried provocation and mockery, almost as if he was laughing at the certainty of Ivita’s defeat today.

Ivita simply rolled his eyes in response.

Akinuo Baros stared at Ivita with sullen eyes. ’Just wait, you’ll get what’s coming to you. For now, enjoy your moment of pride; you’ve underestimated people far too much.’

The speaking first started with the envoys from the Empire and Alsace, as they were the favored side and had garnered the sympathy of most people present.

People were more willing to hear their speeches first.

Akinuo Baros, because of his noble status, went first. He began, as per tradition, by praising Emperor Aoyue III and King Henry VII, then he started to belittle the former King of Alsace.

All over the venue, there were cheers from the audience.

And after resonating with the audience, they frequently looked at Ivita and his party with eyes full of hatred.

Akinuo Baros, with a victorious smile, confidently looked towards where Ivita was sitting, then casually made up brilliant phrases in his mind and used the excellent information Mr. Gran Gre had told him that morning.

"First of all, I want to tell everyone, our Empire is willing to let you use your country’s distant territory, the Crete Islands, in exchange for trade priority in our Empire, including Alsace’s trade monopoly rights."

"Everyone... cheer now."

Suddenly, the shouting from the crowd that had been cheering fell eerily silent.

As if a wind of the Death God had swept through the audience of tens of thousands.

But Akinuo Baros thought they were just rendered speechless by immense joy and continued saying, "Secondly, I want to tell you all, every Noble who has made contributions to the Empire and Alsace will receive both countries’ honorable ennoblement, you will be Nobles under the Emperor and the King! Cheers now."

All the people in the venue were as though someone had throttled them.

Akinuo Baros didn’t realize that he had directly offended the business Nobles of the Republic with every word he said, then he continued, "Finally, I want to tell everybody the good news that if you choose to stand with the Empire and Alsace, we will make you monopolists of our countries, commoners have no right to participate!"

At this statement, flames were practically shooting from the eyes of the Republic’s Nobles.

Because the esteemed Nobles of the Republic hated monopolists the most, they preferred to make everyone wealthy, to protect the middle class instead of big capital, and this last sentence had completely enraged everyone.

Until the first person let out the most furious, loudest roar of his life, "Get down from there, you wretched advocate of oligarchy, you’re a damned Demon."

"Get down!"

"Get down!"

"Does the Republic now allow lunatics to make speeches? Who does he think he is, waving his hands in our country, wanting us to change our system?"

"The true colors of Alsace and the Empire have finally been exposed, we might as well go support the Republican Prince of Alsace, Ivita."

Envoy Akinuo Baros stood bewildered, listening incredulously to all the abuse and disgrace hurled at him, as if the people were eager to hang him and regarded him as a lunatic and a shameful defender of the king.

He didn’t understand why the use of Gran Gre’s inside information had led to this situation.

On the podium, Alsace’s Diplomat, Miloslav Seks, had a deathly pale face, devoid of any color, and he rigidly turned his head to look at Ivita, who was sitting close by in the stands, unshocked by the turn of events.

He finally understood, all this was within Ivita’s expectations.

This was Ivita’s conspiracy!

Miloslav Seks despaired, "Henry VII will know that I’ve messed this up, he’s going to kill me. I can’t go back anymore, I’ve completely messed things up. Now this country will definitely not stand with Alsace. It’s over, what should I do, where can I go."

"Perhaps... it wouldn’t be too bad to switch to a different master."

He sneakily glanced at Ivita, suddenly remembering Ivita was the legitimate King!