Endless gray darkness began to take over the canopy, street lamps lit up in the streets, workers left work, and more and more people stopped in front of the speakers to vent their anger by listening to their roars. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

“...... We must unite, put aside prejudices and differences, and work together to create our own factories and farms, and step by step to replace the position of capitalists......"

The young man's speeches continued, and the number of workers who were off work was increasing, but the number of people willing to listen to such speeches was getting fewer and fewer, and at last he was the only one left.

Naturally, a speech could not have been made without an audience, Richelieu smiled self-deprecatingly, clutched the notebook in his arms, and turned away in discouragement.

"The brutal truth is always deliberately ignored. ”

The voice behind him stopped the young man in place, and he saw a tall man of extraordinary bearing, wearing a black trench coat, with his hands in his pockets, smiling at him.

"Are you my last listener, and thank you for your patience. ”

Richelieu smiled reluctantly, politely took off his hat, and then took another step and left without looking back. Now he couldn't wait to go back to his lodgings, and lay down on the small bed, wrapped himself in a thick quilt, to soothe the pain of the cold of the speech.

"Is the speech over?" the voice appeared behind him again.

The young man looked back and saw that the man had kept a safe distance, followed him unhurriedly, and asked in an interested tone.

"Yes, it's over. He said without looking back.

"So can I have the pleasure of inviting you to a private meeting, your idea is very interesting, and I think it might change the world right now. ”

The tone was so blunt that there was no way to doubt his sincerity, at least it was an encouragement to Richelieu.

"Of course, if you have a nature, we can go to the café over there and talk slowly. The young man readily agreed, and then, with a hint of vigilance, pointed to the brightly lit high-end café in the distance.

"So what are we waiting for?"

Yare's right hand pointed at the café, making an inviting gesture, and walked there first.

“......”

A trace of hesitation flashed in Richelieu's eyes, and his heart suddenly pounded wildly, and he inexplicably felt a strong sense of omen, as if he had taken this step and seemed to be able to really change the world.

With a strange emotion, the blonde youth silently took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and quickly followed his back.

......

In the elaborately arranged café, soft lighting is draped on the floor like a light veil, and a pair of well-dressed men and women face each other whispering softly, and occasionally let out subtle laughter. On stage, the fingers of the musicians outline the notes, the romantic Gallic music is played in your ears, as if someone is whispering to you, and the heart seems to have a hot spring flowing slowly, slowly soaking the whole body.

The black-haired knight sat at the window table in the café, holding the steaming expensive tea, and he squinted at the clear tea, as if he was observing the tea leaves floating at the bottom of the cup.

“......”

Richelieu held a cup of hot freshly ground black coffee, took a sip gently, enjoying the bitter and sweet taste melting from the tip of his tongue, and looked up at the glass cup in Yalei's hand:

"You're such a weirdo. ”

"How?" the black-haired knight looked away and cast his gaze on him.

"It's the first time I've seen a waiter in a café ordering tea and the waiter being at a loss. The blonde young man shook his head, put the thick note in his hand, and said:

"If you are really interested in my speech, then allow me to elaborate on my views and some premature ideas. ”

"Gladly. ”

"Before that, let me express my gratitude to Emperor Agaric. Richelieu bowed his head, his hands pressed to his chest, and his face radiated with reverence.

After a moment, he looked up again and said gratefully:

"Thanks to fate for giving us such a great man, because of the laws he made and promulgated, Rossevia did not become a land of the jungle, the strong must exercise restraint, and the weak have the most basic dignity.

I can sit with someone like you for coffee instead of bowing down, thanks to the foundation laid by the Agaric dynasty when it was founded. ”

"Oh?" said Are, raising an eyebrow and quietly lowering the glass.

"Don't be surprised, my spirit is very sharp, and I can accurately distinguish between ordinary people and capable people, especially high-ranking knights, who have a unique aura. And even of all the high-ranking knights I've ever met, you give me the strongest feeling. Richelieu took a calm sip of his coffee, vaguely identifying him.

"You're right. The black-haired knight admitted it calmly.

In fact, my immature ideas also need to be helped by an enlightened, impartial, and powerful person. ”

"It seems that you are not against the rule of the imperial power. Arei took a sip of his glass.

"Why should I object to what has always protected me?" Richelieu replied, looking at him, in a tone of course:

"Isn't it because of the strong imperial power that ordinary people have been able to protect and not kill ordinary people all along? Even if the emperor wantonly sacrifices the interests of the people at the bottom, we can at least survive without worrying about being slaughtered like dogs one day. ”

"So, your intention is...... Want to convince the Emperor to make your vision come true?" the black-haired knight looked at him in surprise.

"Yes, we have no choice, apart from the protection of the imperial power, unarmed civilians can do nothing. ”

Richelieu looked at him with a calm but bitter expression, and said seriously: "Is a person like me, even if there are 100,000 people in full armor, a threat to you?"

"......," Areh shook his head nondeniably.

In the face of knights above the natural disaster level, ordinary people are powerless to resist, no matter how many people there are, there is no point in the other party, the other party can kill if they want, leave if they want, and the frontal combat is flawless.

"Because of this, if the imperial power collapses, the virtues and spirit that have now consolidated the rule of the dynasty will also collapse completely, and the knights, who were once the guardian saints to us, will become the most terrible demons. No matter how bad the Agalic dynasty is, at least for that majesty, we ordinary people are still his people, which is why I have hope for the emperor. ”

The blonde young man looked at the coffee in the cup, his own shadow reflected in his eyes, and said softly:

"I sincerely hope that the Agaric dynasty will last long, but many people do not think so, they have been seduced by some ridiculous statements, and they have jumped out to try to bury the power to protect themselves. ”