On the podium, Sir Wallace's speech continued.

"I very much appreciate Professor Schneider's words in his speech: 'All men are created equal, and there will never be a congenital difference of blood because of status!' Is the concept of equality and freedom advocated during the revolutionary period really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people today? If this is because there is no strong enough evidence, no pioneer who can guide everyone, then now that this pioneer is there, Professor Schneider's theory is the most powerful evidence, and all the shackles that bind people's minds will be broken by it!"

The MPs in the audience were not the stunned young students of Astrad I, and they would not be easily moved by the words, no matter how impassioned. However, they are not stubborn pedants, and these councillors are more flexible, especially when sailing with the wind and waves, and they know how to see the wind and steer.

At any other time, Sir Wallace's words would be absolutely anachronistic, denying the nobility of blood, not only the sanctity of royal rule, but even the natural superiority of the nobility over the commoners. But for now, it is understandable that Sir Wallace put forward this statement, Beria, as the second son, is absolutely at a disadvantage to compete with Alexander for the throne, and the primogeniture law of the empire will not give Beria much basis for support. But it would be much more understandable if Sir Wallace had instituted the bill, and while Beria was unlikely to support complete equality, he would certainly have emphasized a certain degree of equality of blood, or at least erased the distinction between the elder brother and the younger brother.

Thinking in this way, the parliamentarians thought that they had guessed through Beria's mind, and many of the parliamentarians who were secretly supported by the Home Office immediately moved their minds and began to echo Sir Wallace's speech. It's just that when they applauded Sir Wallace, no one thought that the real Beria had already been burned to ashes in the fire of the Home Office, and now what they were working for was actually just a soulless skin doll carefully made by Manfred, or rather, Manfred himself who hid behind the doll and spoke sound.

And Alexander and the others who were sitting at the top also thought of this, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's face was pale, even because of Sir Wallace's presumptuous remarks, but also because of the number of people in the audience who echoed it, if the parliamentarians who echoed Wallace were Beria's pawns, then at least half of the people in the council hall at this moment were on the opposite side of Alexander.

On the other side, Sven just listened coldly for a while, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?" Caterina hurriedly grabbed Swain, this was just the beginning, if Swain was leaving, what should she do when the succession to the throne began to be discussed later, so that she was a girl who had no seat in the council and could only sit in on the sidelines?

"There's no need to listen to it," Swain pulled his hand back and walked out of the council chamber without looking back, "this war is already going on from now on. ”

Princess Celestia stared blankly at Sven's departing figure, and it took a long moment for her to remember what she had been ignoring. If Sir Wallace's proposal had passed, then marriage between close relatives would have been banned, even for the sake of show, at least within a family like the Duke of Norformons.

"Is the relationship between their brother and sister so good......

Princess Celestia muttered to herself, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a little lost in her heart.

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The next day, the newspapers in the imperial capital gave a rare large page to the Imperial Diet, and it was obvious that these reporters with a keen sense of smell also realized the unusual meaning of this early convening of the Imperial Diet, and focused a lot of attention on it.

After Sir Wallace's Parliamentary Speech, the Parliament did not take a resolution immediately. Because it was a sudden meeting, most of the parliamentarians did not know in advance what kind of bills would be made this time, and even the Speaker of the Imperial Parliament, Lord Bonat, only got the agenda after arriving at the meeting, so the parliament would adjourn for three days after the first day of the meeting, and then make a unified decision on all the bills.

Not to everyone's expectations, after Sir Wallace's foreshadowing, sure enough, some MPs proposed to amend the process of succession to the throne. And this proposal also caused the most heated debate in the venue, although Beria has a lot of pawns, he can't control all the parliamentarians, not to mention that Beria is already dead, and his replacement can't communicate with all the councilors.

It is said that Alexander read the whole process with a blue face, and the appearance of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was extremely angry but unable to attack, became a topic of conversation in major newspapers. The press is like that, they never lack the ability to fabricate news, they only lack material that can attract the attention of the public.

While the press hyped up Alexander's anger and discontent at the council, the castle of Karin fell into an unusual silence.

Sven returned to the castle one step ahead of Princess Celestia, and Sven returned to the castle without saying a word, even if Sophia took the initiative to ask, he did not tell his sister what was going on in the council. Although Swain had calmed down on the way back, he wouldn't just swallow this breath.

Princess Celestia didn't come back until the evening with a tired body, and Sophia didn't ask her what was going on, but Artemis couldn't help but ask more because of Caterina's tired face. But like Swain, Princess Celestia didn't give out the information about the venue.

This made others even more puzzled, what happened to the Imperial Council this time, which made Princess Swin and Celestia invariably remain silent.

And the next day, when the newspaper ordered by Jericho's family arrived at Karin Castle, Sophia finally understood what had happened yesterday.

"Brother, sir!" Sophia, who saw the newspaper, didn't bother to finish her breakfast, so she hurried back to her room to find Swain. This morning, when Swain said she had no appetite for breakfast, she felt that something was wrong, and it turned out that she had expected that something had happened yesterday that she least wanted to see.

Sophia felt chills chill when she read the news, and her brother's promise at Fort Midnight and Manfred's speech at Astrad I came to her mind at the same time, two scenes intertwined, one with the sweetest memories and the other with a terrible nightmare, as if the feeling of despair had come to her again.

Luckily, this time there was Swain by her side.

Sophia, who rushed into the room, saw Swain's figure, and all the uneasiness in her heart calmed down, and her hanging heart finally relaxed.

As long as my brother is by my side...... Sophia thought, slowly walking towards Swain.

Sven sat on the desk by the window with his back to Sophia, as if he was fiddling with something. He was so attentive that Sophia didn't even notice when she walked up to him.

"What are you doing?" Sophia was surprised to see that what Swain was fiddling with was a one-handed rappier, which was a rare thing. Swain wasn't a man who liked to fiddle with these things, and even though Baron Deniz taught Swain swordsmanship as a child, he had only learned a little bit of it, and in Sophia's impression, Swain probably preferred to read quietly, and rarely took out his sword to play with it.

"Huh?" Swain noticed Sophia, and he turned his head, the sword lying across the desk, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Seeing that her brother avoided answering her own questions, Sophia did not ask questions. "Today's paper," Sophia handed Swain the paper, "you know, what happened yesterday in the council. ”

Swain didn't even look at what was written in the newspaper, and with the temperament of those reporters, he could guess what the headline would be on the front page today. "I know. Swain replied with a blank face, "Don't worry, no matter what decisions those councilors make, it won't get in our way." ”

"But......" Sophia was still a little worried, but her trust in her brother for many years still made her swallow back the words that followed, "I see, aren't you going to eat something, brother?"

"No need. Sven picked up his sword, put it back in the scabbard he had carefully crafted just now, and held it on the ground as a cane, "I have something to do today, and I will probably come back late, so you don't have to wait for me." ”

Looking at the back of her brother leaving, Sophia faintly felt that something would definitely happen to Swain when he went out this time. But she wouldn't want to stop it, no matter what Swain was going out with the sword, she wouldn't care, and for Sophia, as long as it was her brother's doing, there would be no mistake.

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The aristocracy is a complex group of people, and it is difficult for people who have not been exposed to aristocratic life to understand the way of thinking of the aristocracy. Some contradictory manifestations will always appear in the same noble, humble and arrogant, generous and stingy, sincere and cunning, benevolent and tyrannical, it is difficult for ordinary people to see through which face of the aristocrat is true, and sometimes even the nobles themselves do not understand. If you wear a mask for a long time, you will forget which one is the mask and which one is your own face.

In the most difficult time of the empire, although the nobles did not dare to sing and dance, if there was no party, they would be itching as if they were suffering from ringworm. During the recess of the Imperial Diet, the councillors gathered in the imperial capital took this opportunity to hold a banquet in the club of the Parliament building, so as to soothe their loneliness during this time.

"Your speech yesterday was really wonderful. One of the wealthy councillors complimented Sir Wallace, "It is reasonable, convincing, and so impassioned that I can't help but get my blood boiling." ”

"You've won the prize," said Sir Wallace, bowing his head humbly, and touching the glass in his hand with the other, "I just said what I ought to say, and did my duty." ”

But sometimes not everyone has the courage to speak the truth out loud. "My friends and I will support your proposal, and it will definitely pass." What do you think should be the name of this proposal after it is passed?"

"Well—" Sir Wallace wrinkled his chin and thought for a moment, "what do you think?" he tossed the question back to the other man.

"I think the Wallace Act would be a great name. ”

"Oh my gosh. Sir Wallace laughed, "Then isn't my name to be handed down to posterity?" ”

"You deserve it. ”

"Haha. ”

After the two of them talked and laughed, Councillor Fa Fu leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Do you think this bill is enough? Do you know what I mean?"

Sir Wallace quietly glanced around, and replied in an equally small voice: "There should be no problem with the passage of this proposal, even if the people on the Crown Prince's side see something, their main focus will still be on the proposal to revise the process of succession to the throne." This is politics, mutual compromise, they can't veto two proposals at the same time, in order to avoid the more important one being passed, they have to make concessions on my proposal. ”

"That's right, that's politics. Councilor Fa Fu laughed, and there was a hint of disdain on his bulging face, "Those southerners don't know politics at all, if they study hard, they won't rise up and rebel, and they will make things out of order." ”

"And they won't have the opportunity to learn it in the future. Sir Wallace smiled and took a sip of his wine.

"Speaking of the Southerners, did you notice that there were people at the seats of the Southern nobles yesterday?"

"Huh?" said Sir Wallace, who had all his attention on his speech yesterday and not on the high-ranking seats, "any of the southern nobles would dare to come to the Imperial Diet? ”

"No, you forgot, there was also a southern prince who did not rebel. ”

Sir Wallace was stunned for a moment, and he immediately thought of who that man was.

"You mean...... Count Jericho?"