In the heart of Freeport City in Santrite, Victory Square under the First Pillar District is bustling with people.

Victory Square, which can accommodate 200,000 people, is now surrounded by water.

In the center of the square are mostly free people in coarse cloth coats, with the statue of the goddess of victory as the center, with three layers inside and three layers outside.

In front of the fountain under the statue of the goddess of victory, a young man holding a megaphone conch gives an impassioned speech.

"Today is the moment when we are free people in the pursuit of true freedom, and our gathering in Victory Square shows that everyone longs for true freedom from the bottom of our hearts!"

"Why are the aristocratic officials and citizens superior to us? It is we freemen who work hardest on the seagoing ships, and it is we freedmen who sweat in the fields! But in the name of 'freedom,' we ask ourselves, are we truly free?"

Zolamy's impassioned speech, every word of which touches ready-made freedmen.

But if Extraordinary is here, he will definitely ask him, can those slaves be exchanged for freedom?

I'm afraid that I will be despised by the 200,000 free people around me, and slaves and beasts are the same as deserving of freedom?

On the periphery of the square, more than 10,000 city guards and sea guards were nervously guarding with magic crystal guns.

Civilians of this magnitude have not been held in nearly fifty years.

Zolamy's speech alone could not arouse the emotions of 200,000 people.

However, the mutual aid association is fully prepared, and every 100 meters, there are water magicians holding engrams, and the influence is amplified through the "water mirror technique".

Although there was no sound, the picture in the water mirror still made the onlookers angry and filled with righteous indignation.

In one shot, a citizen's first mate wields a leather whip and slaps a freeman in the face until he is knocked unconscious.

And that's not even counting the fact that two citizen crew members carried over a two-meter-long ballast stone, tied the unconscious freedman to it, and threw it into the sea with a single lift of hand.

Many family members went to sea and disappeared in the storm, so they couldn't help but connect with the images in front of them.

The image in the water mirror shifts, this time to a middle-aged fat man wearing a noble badge, dragging a young girl into his carriage in an empty alley

"I know that girl! This is my neighbor's child, the gods are above! How could they do this? The child was lost, and my neighbor's wife was blind from crying, and she died of depression two years ago!"

The scenes are changed in turn, and the aristocratic officials, wealthy businessmen and gentlemen, and citizen representatives become the protagonists of the crime in the film, telling the 200,000 people at the scene about the dark side of the free port.

"We are standing here today not to do anything! We are just for our personal safety to be guaranteed! Grand Duke Vasari will agree to this demand! We will go to the Duke's Castle to petition!"

"We demand that personal safety be guaranteed!"

"Petition! Petition!"

"We're going to meet Grand Duke Vasari!"

The roar of the waves was louder than the other.

The crowd of people gathered like a giant sea serpent, winding its way forward, and Victory Square was just below the first pillar area, and the road to the Duke's castle was close at hand.

The top of the first stone pillar hill is where the ducal castle is located, and from the mountainside down, there are either nobles or high-ranking officials of various departments of the city hall, and citizens do not have the right to go up the mountain freely, let alone free people.

In the face of the crowd gathering, the city guards stood guard on the perimeter to maintain order.

But to storm Shizhu Mountain is a crime.

Well-trained city guards stood atop the two towers of arrows up the mountain, and the 10,000-pound steel gate had long since been closed.

In front of the iron gate, five hundred city guards lined up in five rows, holding magic crystal guns, their shiny breastplates shining with cold light.

"Anyone who comes stops, and anyone who crosses the cordon will be killed immediately!"

A knight in full armor on the tower shouted loudly, both as an order to the city guards and as a warning to the freedmen gathered in front of the iron gates.

Zolami, who was walking in the forefront, immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, and according to the plan, nearly 200,000 people sat down at the foot of the First Stone Pillar Mountain, and Grand Duke Vasari would personally come forward to appease him anyway.

Several of his companions who followed Zorami also learned from him to sit cross-legged on the ground, and several of them were originally like Zorami, giving street speeches, but Zorami was arrested by the police three times, and all three times he got out safely, and this kind of person is worshiped in the mutual aid association.

Otherwise, Zolami would not have received the right to speak in front of 200,000 people in Victory Square.

Just as the people behind him were about to sit down, a shout suddenly came out of the crowd.

"Don't trust those city guards, they didn't inform the Grand Duke at all, they just wanted us to be tired and hungry, and then go back to our respective homes! and live the same life as before! We don't want to be slaves like free people, we want real freedom!"

Zolamy's brow furrowed, this sudden situation was not what was planned.

Accidents are everywhere!

Secretly making a look, Zorami is ready to knock out the "accident" in the crowd first.

Before Zorami and his companions could step forward, a young man rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards the city guards in a neat line.

Zolami closed his eyes, he was absolutely sure that the city guards in front of the iron gate would shoot.

"Bang Bang Bang"

A muffled gunshot rang out, and Zorami opened his eyes, blinded by the scene in front of him.

A one-handed staff appeared in the hands of the young man who rushed forward, and the fire dragon the thickness of the bucket spun its body and burned the city guards who stood in front of it.

Just when all eyes were attracted by the young fire magician, there was a sudden chaos among the city guards in the last row of the queue.

I saw two city guards who were out of the array quickly running towards the iron gate, dropping two palm-sized discs, even abandoning the magic crystal gun, taking out two daggers with their backhands, and rushing towards the city guards who were shooting.

The thief's agile skills were perfectly reflected in the two of them, and the last row of nearly a hundred city guards fired a volley, and none of the magic bullets hit the target, but the city guards who surrounded them were killed by more than a dozen people.

Zorami didn't think that a high-level mage and two high-level thieves were just throwing two pieces of shit at the big iron gate to vent their anger.

After a little thought, he knew that he was being used as a gun.

When he saw a sudden red light under the iron door, Zorami grabbed the two companions beside him without thinking about it and lay on the ground.

The Brotherhood and the Mutual Aid Association are in the same line, and he has never seen the Spirit Gathering Circle that can explode itself, and he often hears about the seniors in the club.

In the same way, there are activists who advocate fierce resistance in the mutual aid associations, and there are Huairou factions who fight on the basis of reason.

"Uka!"

"Brothers freedmen, the gate has been opened, and we are only one step away from Grand Duke Vasari!

Of the hundreds of city guards in front of the iron gate, there were many shadows close to the iron gate, and most of the people on the periphery were injured and fell to the ground.

Free people, mixed with a large number of mutual aid members, frantically poured towards the open gate.

People have a herd mentality, and those who have not yet reached the bottom of the mountain have no idea what is happening in front of them.

Only a loud bang was heard, and then all the freedmen shouted slogans, turning from slow walking to running.

From a distance, there are figures everywhere on the winding mountain path of Shizhu Mountain.

The city guards stationed at Shizhu Mountain were almost slaughtered at the foot of the mountain, and as soon as a few city guards on the mountain road who did not understand the situation appeared, they disappeared into the sea of excited civilians.