"There is no candidate for the interim president of the Semitic Republic Provisional Government yet. I wonder if you are interested?" Lorraine smiled and looked at Brad, the Lord of Iskander City, with an expression on his face like someone who wanted to kidnap someone...
Uh, like the old fat sheep's little fox.
He is just waiting for his cheap father-in-law to jump into his trap.
However, although the owner of Iskander City is honest, he is not stupid at all. He came from the aristocratic elite education route, and he has long been familiar with all kinds of tricks of deception and deception.
His commentaries and knowledge are no less than those of Lord Lorraine.
Therefore, after hearing what Lorraine said, City Lord Brad was not only unhappy, but his nose was almost crooked with anger.
He was breathing heavily through his nose and stared at Lorraine with wide eyes, an angry look on his face.
What kind of bullshit 'Semitic Republican Provisional Government' can you tell as soon as you hear it, this bastard has no good intentions and plans to support a puppet regime.
And he is also a provisional president. You can tell he is a temporary worker~!
Who doesn’t know what temporary workers do?
They, elite-educated bureaucrats, know very well that so-called temporary workers are used to take the blame, step into landmines, and serve as shields.
They wake up earlier than chickens, go to bed later than dogs, and work harder than donkeys. Even if they don't end up taking the blame, most of them are kicked out without even getting a penny in the end.
To put it bluntly, they are cannon fodder.
And they are cheap cannon fodder that can be discarded at any time.
To put it mildly, it’s like toilet paper in the toilet. You just throw it away after wiping your butt.
This is too bullying~!
Do you want to deceive yourself by taking the title of interim president?
This damn pretty boy not only wants to persuade him to surrender, but also wants to insult his own IQ~!
Do you think you are a young person who just graduated from college and doesn’t know anything?
Although Uncle Brad is not a good person. When he was young, he also disliked his father-in-law and wished that the old guy was tens of thousands of miles away from him.
But he wouldn’t be so cruel and cruel~!
Just as he was about to have an attack, Lord Lorraine waved his hand and continued: "Sir, please don't be angry yet. Listen to what I have to say.
This president is equivalent to the highest official of the government, not only in charge of the military, but also in charge of the government. He has all the powers at once. Except that he has a term of office and cannot be hereditary, he is no worse than an emperor or a king."
Lord Lorraine paused for a moment when he said this. He raised his head and glanced at the expression of Lord Iskander. Seeing that the old man's face looked a little better, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: Serving this old man is simply worse than fighting.
trouble.
But seeing Fiona's encouraging eyes, Lord Lorraine could only continue to resist.
Then he said patiently: "The reason why the word 'temporary' is added in front of the president is that it sounds like a temporary worker, but in fact it is not like that.
This is also a concrete manifestation of our full respect for the rights of the Semitic people and non-interference in the internal affairs of the Semitic people."
"Oh?" Lord Iskander looked Lorraine up and down. He snorted coldly and said, "Are you so kind?"
Lorraine spread his hands and said: "We are only temporarily establishing a transitional government to maintain the peace and stability of Semitic society during wartime, prevent the Semitic people from falling into anarchy, and protect the Semitic people from thugs.
After the war, the final decision-making power still remained in the hands of the Semitic people.
If the interim president does a good job, he can become the official president after a vote by the Semitic Senate."
"The House of Representatives? What is it?" Lord Iskander frowned and asked in confusion.
Fiona explained obediently next to her: "It is a conference composed of representatives of gentry from all over the country. It has the power to vote on major state affairs."
Lord Brad was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you just tell the Senate?"
"Yes, it is similar to the Senate." Lord Lorraine nodded and said, "But the method of selecting members is different from that of the Senate. It is not fixed and has term limits."
The Senate is not uncommon on the human continent and exists in many countries, such as the Ruman Empire. However, the Senate in the Ruman Empire is also called a nursing home. It is a place where a group of retired senior officials and old nobles chat and play chess.
The Semitic people also had a senate during the imperial era, but after the high priest came to power, it was automatically disbanded and disappeared in the long river of history. Only the royal family and nobles can still see this aspect of history.
Since he is a political elite, when Fiona mentioned the Senate, Lord Brad had a vague understanding of the system Lorraine mentioned.
Lord Brad couldn't help but be silent for a moment. If humans really don't interfere in internal affairs, then this government will...
Thinking of this, he suddenly woke up: Lorraine was like a devil, using this kind of benefit to seduce himself and make him betray the Semitic people.
If he becomes the commander-in-chief, he will be on the opposite side of the current Semitic government and the royal family and nobles.
At this time, I heard Lorraine continue: "And if you do a good job, you might be able to be re-elected indefinitely for life.
certainly……"
At this point, Lorraine paused deliberately, and then said slowly and meaningfully: "Of course, if we can rape the public opinion... Bah, bah, bah, if the people's voice is too loud, we can still comply with the public opinion and amend the constitution.
Something like that, officially ascending the throne and proclaiming himself emperor."
"Proclaimed... proclaimed emperor???" City Lord Brad felt his head suddenly swell.
As members of the royal family, they can never forget their past glory.
When there were no high priests and undead people on the Semitic land, it was the Semitic emperor who ruled this land.
However, after the emperor's death, the high priest was extremely effective in dividing, co-opting and attacking the royal family. In order to maintain the power in their own hands, the major royal families were unwilling and unable to establish another emperor.
Although the Semitic people have had no emperor for thousands of years, the blood of emperors still flows in their blood, and every royal family dreams of one day regaining the throne of God.
At that time, the royal family can stop their constant internal strife.
At that time, they united together and turned their guns against the outside world.
At that time, the Semitic tribe, which had become stronger again, would be able to get rid of the control of the high priest...
At that time, the Semitic people can recreate their former glory~!
At this moment, countless tall and mighty glorious images of sages and heroes who had shed their lives and blood for the great cause of the Semitic race flashed before his eyes.
The founding of the Semitic nation is also a tragic and passionate epic. At the beginning, there was not only the Semitic nation on this continent.
But then, he suddenly felt a pain on the back of his hand. He turned around and found Fiona looking at him with concern. Lord Brad immediately reacted. While we were still negotiating, we must not be distracted.
At the same time, the Lord of the City was also very happy. It seemed that his daughter was the best of his family. Although he eloped with someone... bah bah bah... and traveled around with others, in fact, he was most concerned about himself.
He glanced at Lorraine without any trace, but found that Lorraine was looking at the sea anxiously. He seemed not to notice the gaffe he had just made.
An imperceptible smile flashed across his face: If it is true as Lorraine promised, in the future the Semitic people can get rid of the control of the high priest, and naturally they can also get rid of the control of humans and win true independence and freedom.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly sigh: Independence and freedom, these two words are so beautiful.
But it is a pity that they have disappeared from the Semitic tribe for more than a thousand years, which has been too long!
It has been so long that the Semitic people have forgotten what it feels like to be independent.
At this time, Lorraine also showed an impatient look on his face, looked at the city lord, and said: "Sir, what exactly are you thinking about?
To tell you the truth, if it weren't for Fiona, I wouldn't have done so much with you. Instead, the army would have directly attacked and landed and occupied the port.
At that time, the artillery fire had no eyes, and the people of Caribbean Port were bound to suffer significant harm that neither of us wanted to see.
If you don't want to be the interim president, that's fine. This position doesn't have to be yours.
We'll find someone else to do it.
There will always be Semitic people who understand the righteousness deeply and will follow the trend of history, bravely stand up and shoulder this great and arduous responsibility without hesitation."
Lorraine paused for a moment, then said: "For example, General Melun is very good."
"I..." Melun couldn't help but be stunned, and then shouted ecstatically: "I, I, I..."
Under the excitement, his words were incoherent and he kept stammering, unable to speak a complete word. Judging from what he meant, as long as he could be the interim president, he would be willing to do it, even if he was not paid.
That was the president, and he might even be able to become the emperor in the future. Once he became so, there would be many beautiful aristocratic ladies who would take the initiative to embrace him. They would have official housing, official cars, and free meals and restaurants...
Just as Melun was thinking about it and was about to drool, Lord Brad next to him couldn't help but glared at him fiercely.
Melun fell silent immediately, and then squatted aside reluctantly, without saying a word. In front of his uncle, Melun could not stand up straight.
Lord Brad pressed his sword with his hand and took a few steps while thinking.
He looked at the sea in the distance, and for a moment, his heart kept fluctuating. This decision was really difficult to make~!
If they don't agree, humans will inevitably launch a violent attack and turn the Caribbean port into a scorched earth.
The people of the Caribbean have gained nothing except their free sacrifices. At most, they have only received the so-called title of 'loyalty'.
And mankind will support a puppet to come to power, fool the people, and deceive the people. Even if the high priest is driven away in the future, the Semitic people will still be in dire straits.
Once he agrees, he will inevitably become a traitor and be nailed to the pillar of shame forever. He will be reviled by thousands of people.
Even if he becomes an emperor, he cannot stop the world from talking.
What would the royal family think of him? What would the Semitic people think of him? What would history think of him?
One side is sea water, the other side is fire.
His mind was spinning so many times that it was really difficult to make a decision.
Lorraine raised her hand, looked at the watch on her wrist, and said, "Sir, I hope you can make a decision quickly.
The million-strong army gathered at the port, and the tiger and wolf troops were ready to fight. For your sake, I have tried my best to buy time. But I can't suppress it for too long."
Lord Brad took two steps and stopped. He looked at the officers around him and saw expressions of expectation, surprise, or determination on their faces.
He opened his mouth, but hesitated, then shook his head, continued to take a few steps forward, and then saw the expectant and concerned look on Fiona's face.
He couldn't help but shook his head again, then turned around, lowered his head, and walked in thought.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the scene was completely silent.
Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for Lord Brad to make a decision.
Under such circumstances, time passed very quickly, as if in the blink of an eye, ten minutes had passed, twenty minutes had passed, and thirty minutes had passed.
Lorraine couldn't help sighing and couldn't hold it in any longer. She asked inquiringly: "Sir, please hurry up. We don't have much time left."
City Lord Brad couldn't help but be shocked, as if he had woken up from his confusion. He looked around at the people around him, then sighed longly and said: "Actually, I can have another choice."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled out the long sword from his waist with a 'clang' sound.
Everyone present could not help but be shocked.
Fiona was also startled, thinking that the old man was planning to kill Lorraine, so she jumped over and stood in front of Lorraine.
But then he saw Lord Brad turned the hilt of his sword, placed it across his neck, and said: "Lorraine, take care of Fiona, take care of the people of the Caribbean. Nana, take care of your mother, I
…”
Saying that, he was about to kill himself with his sword.
"No~!" Fiona screamed in fright, rushed forward, and grabbed Lord Brad's wrist firmly. The other hand tightly grasped the sharp sword blade~
!
In an instant, a wisp of blood dripped from the gap in her delicate hands, dyeing her sleeves red, and then fell to the ground drop by drop, turning into bright red plums, which was extremely shocking.
At this time, all the officers also reacted and rushed forward with a roar. They helped Fiona with all their skills and wrested the sword from Lord Brad's hand.
Lord Brad looked at his daughter and the officers beside him, then he looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh.
The sigh was extremely sad, full of the unwillingness, loneliness and helplessness of a hero at the end of his life.
As a proud Semitic noble, Lord Brad has his own honor and beliefs. No matter which of these two choices he chooses, he does not want to see it.
But it was not up to him. When the high priest decided to send troops, the fate of the Caribbean took a turn towards a path of no return.
The initiator of a war may decide when to start, but he cannot decide when to end~!
Lorraine stepped forward, took Fiona's delicate hand, and turned it over. Then she saw a long cut on her hand, and blood was still pouring out of it.
Lorraine hurriedly tore off a strand from her cloak, and then pricked Fiona's hand hard to help her stop the bleeding.
Fiona looked at her father, then at Lorraine, then threw herself into his arms, and couldn't help but burst into tears for a while.
Hearing her cry, Lord Brad couldn't help but look back and wanted to step forward to comfort her, but then he let out a long sigh again.
The officers next to him were all silent.
Put yourself in their shoes and compare your feelings. If they were in the position of City Lord Brad, there would be no good way to solve the current problem.
But they are just small soldiers, they don't have to bear such a heavy sense of responsibility, and there is no problem in just going with the flow.
Lorraine patted Fiona's back gently, then looked at Lord Brad again, secretly admiring him: This old guy is indeed strong enough~!
Then he patiently persuaded: "Sir, wake up. It is said that one is willing to sacrifice one's life for righteousness. But in fact, those are all choices of cowards~!
Throughout the ages, how many people have escaped pain and their responsibilities through death. Who knows the more amazing and admirable determination of those who bravely survive?
The hearts of these people who struggle to survive are far more determined and courageous than those who die generously. They face many difficulties, but even if there is only a glimmer of hope, they all struggle to keep fighting.
In fact, these people deserve more respect from others.
My Lord, as a Semitic royal family, you should not and cannot evade your responsibilities.
As a Semitic royal family, you must be responsible for the safety of Semitic people.
The reason why I stand here today and keep talking to you instead of sending an army to attack is not only because you are Fiona's father, but also because you are the royal family of the Semitic people.
I hope you can stand up bravely and assume your due responsibilities to fight for a path of rebirth and prosperity for the Semitic people."
After hearing what Lorraine said, everyone present couldn't help but nod their heads. This lord is indeed a literary giant of his generation, and what he said was sensible and sensible. His words were both emotional and beautiful. Even a stubborn person would nod his head after hearing this.
Lord Brad showed a trace of emotion on his face.
At this moment, Fiona also turned around, her beautiful eyes full of tears, and shouted earnestly: "Father..."
City Lord Brad looked at his daughter crying like pear blossoms with rain, then looked at the officers around him, then turned back and looked at the huge and prosperous city behind him, and then he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
.
He didn't speak, just nodded slightly.
Lorraine immediately waved her hand,
Behind him, on the small boat, a sailor stood up quickly, raised his flare gun, and fired three flares into the sky.
The three signal bombs screamed and flew high into the sky, then burst into dazzling light and slowly fell.
A burst of warm cheers suddenly erupted on the sea outside the port.
The sound was so noisy, like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, that everyone was almost unable to stand still.
All the officers couldn't help but look pale and looked at each other in shock: Human beings actually have such a powerful power??~!!
‘Woo~! Woo~~~’ The warships sounded their whistles one after another, and then slowly moved towards the port. (To be continued...)
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