Realm of Power

In June, when mountain wheat needs rain the most, a heavy rain swept across the beautiful south-central Dorok Mountains. The long-dried wheat fields thirsty for rainwater, and the farmers with sad faces showed smiles and big eyes. The raindrops also hit the not-so-gorgeous frizzy windows of the Allen City Center Council, leaving a white splash, just like in the depressing rainy season, which always spreads an uneasy atmosphere.

A kitten whose fur was wet curled up at the foot of the closet in the room. With its big crystal eyes open, it watched its owner scoop out a tube from the roll on the long brown desk. The quill wrote something on a piece of paper very carefully. The gloomy face seemed more melancholy than the rain outside. The rustling sound of writing was like the sound of raindrops outside moistening the air in the room. The hot June has a touch of coldness

"Who is on duty outside today?"

President Dorok Duoze stopped the quill in his hand, raised his head and shouted in the direction of the door. At that moment, his face even looked a little lonely, like a gambler after making a bet. slack,

"It's me, Bilkas." There was a response from outside. A young clerk wearing a blue noble dress opened the door and walked in. He saluted to Duoze and looked at the documents on Duoze's desk. He paused for a moment, with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

In his mind, the document had been there for three days, but the Speaker picked up the pen and put it down several times. The content involved was enough to change the current situation in Dorok.

The three clerks who were in charge of the multiple-choice rotation once joked with each other that if anyone saw the President of the General Assembly signing his name on it that day, that person would definitely invite the other two people to drink, because he was lucky enough to witness the historic event. moment

This young man's name is Bill Kass, who comes from the Bill family, one of the three prominent families in Aaron City. His brother Bill Kress is one of the political speakers of the Dorok Parliament. He has a strong family background and is sharp and bold. He always has his own way of speaking about many things, and he is Duozhi's right-hand man.

Bilkas was recommended by the Bill family to Duozhi with great efforts, because according to the new regulations of the Dorok Parliament, if one has the work experience of serving more than 2 speakers. He is qualified to add another seat of political affairs speaker to the family. If it can be successfully passed,

The Bill family will become the family that has had two parliamentary speakers at the same time since the establishment of the Parliament.

This kind of political speaker is different from the speaker elected by each tribe. As the name implies, the political speaker is responsible for the government affairs of the region, similar to the role of a regional administrator. For a local wealthy family, it is undoubtedly a very glorious thing to have two regional administrators.

Duo Ze raised his head and looked at the young man who walked in with some surprise. It is undeniable that Bilkas not only has the excellent bloodline of the Bill family that has been famous for centuries, but also has the same habits as most of the young Dorok nobles.

outside of rigorous work. There is also something that shows off his own personality. He has a head of dark brown curly hair unique to the Dorok people, and his high nose reveals an alert and wise gaze. Standing there neatly in a straight-fitting blue uniform, he looked like the energetic sun had just risen from the horizon.

"Bilkas? Shouldn't Katon be on duty today? Why is it you?" Duo Ze asked in confusion.

"Katon has something to do today, so I will take care of it for the time being." Bilkasi's face looked very unnatural, and he responded extremely cautiously.

"Really? I thought today was his duty." Duoze smiled nonchalantly, closed the document in his hand, and handed it to Bilkasi who was standing in front of him.

"Immediately send this to the Military Affairs Office of the Parliament and ask them to send someone to tell the special envoy of the Northern Coldlanders. I can agree to their conditions, but they must send reinforcements as soon as possible because by signing this document, we are tantamount to The Falcon Empire has declared war and the Falcon Army will not be as lazy as they are."

"The Speaker has decided to declare war on the Falcon Empire?" Bilkasi asked with a touch of joy on his face. The hand that took the document trembled slightly, as if scooping up a hot coal.

"So what if we don't declare war? We have no choice." Duo Ze shook his head with a wry smile. "The Falcon Empire's border guards have begun to gather at the edge of the southern mountain border, and within Dorok, we also have the same call for a declaration of war. Very high, don’t think I’m not I know what Caton did. You privately solicited and persuaded other speakers to preach that Dorok should take the initiative to declare war. I have already heard that young people’s passion is understandable, but as the chief speaker, I must serve millions of people. The Dorok Freeman was in charge"

"Sir, I can guarantee that all the free-minded Dorok people will be grateful to you because you have given us the courage and hope to resist the tyrants." Bilkasi raised his hands extremely excitedly after receiving the report, and immediately turned around and trotted away. As he left, looking at Bilkasi's impatient expression, a trace of confusion flashed across Duo Ze's face.

"Did I do something wrong, or did I do the right thing?" Duo Ze comforted himself, "The situation is forcing us to wait until we can't save it. It's better to declare war earlier. At least we can buy time to prepare."

"Your Excellency has signed, declared war, declared war. We are going to assemble the army to defeat that brutal guy. We are going to liberate those people who are enslaved by the tyrant."

Bilkasi's exciting and young voice soon sounded in the corridor, and many clerks who were working stopped in their tracks. They looked at this man in surprise, known as one of the three carriages of the Speaker. The young deputy ran over cheerfully, his excited voice like a gust of wind infecting everyone.

"So, the Speaker finally chose to declare war?"

A middle-aged clerk with a centipede-like scar at the corner of his eye looked disbelievingly at another colleague holding a document behind him. The colleague's face was also confused.

Under the attention of the middle-aged secretary, he sighed with a lonely face and responded, "Maybe, it's like this anyway, what can happen if we don't declare war?"

He opened the curtain of the window next to him with his hand, pointed to the crowd clearly visible outside the window and gathered at the gate of the General Assembly, and said, "You can tell by looking at the situation outside. The whole of Aaron is now calling for a declaration of war.

War declarations and demonstrations take place on the streets almost every day, and many unknown people are also joining in the fun. I heard that yesterday, on the way back to his residence, the President’s car was attacked by rotten eggs of unknown origin.

Although the troublemaker was caught, because he was a well-known radical among the war-declaring faction, many nobles in the city had already come forward to protect him. Even the President, His Excellency, could not only let him go."

"Hey, that's right. What kind of thing is this? If it were before, such a bold guy would have been hanged long ago." The middle-aged clerk shook his head with a wry smile, and said with some indignation, "Although the parliamentary system combines all ethnic groups, United together, but it also caused the Dorok people to lose many of their past excellent traditions. Now there are still a few Dorok young people who remember that iron discipline is far more important than bravery. This Dorok warrior engraved it on himself Proverbs on Weapons"

Another person said, "Mr. Marquis Badker, this is not all caused by the clan leaders in the south. At the time, the President of the General Assembly insisted that it was not appropriate to go to war with the Falcon Empire, which caused many parliamentary troops to cease their activities. Regarding Falcon, The Empire looked on coldly at the war against the Nords.

However, those southern clan leaders with heavy troops did not care about so many. They moved closer to the south without hesitation. They used the war to seize so much territory in the south. It is no wonder that the majority of the parliamentary troops were led by The nobles feel unbalanced and made such a huge error in judgment. I believe the pressure on the shoulders of the President Speaker must be heavy."

"Declare war and defeat the tyrant"

Just as the two of them were talking in private and in low voices, the crowd gathered outside the window suddenly shouted loudly, as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood, and made waves of overwhelming shouts, shaking the windows with a loud roar.

Such shouts soon attracted more people, and more and more people gathered at the door.

"We have won. Your Excellency the Speaker has signed the order declaring war. Let us go together to defeat the tyrant."

Through the window, the two of them saw Bilkas scooping documents in his hand, like a general who had won a great victory, holding high the document declaring war and signing it to the crowd gathered. These people were wearing waterproof cloaks, like Like a black cloud, they gathered at the door of the General Assembly. They held their heads high,

Bilkas faced these people and didn't know what he was saying. The crowd below quickly became excited.

Like boiling water, it exudes a staggering enthusiasm. The faces are full of joy and confidence. It seems that with just one word and one finger, they can cut off the legendary beasts on the battlefield. The defeated demon's head caused that evil country to be wiped out in an instant.

"Declaration of war, what a wonderful word. If these young people had actually been to the battlefield where flesh and blood were strangulated, and had really seen the Vekia Falcon, they would never have said such childish and ridiculous words."

The middle-aged clerk with scars at the corners of his eyes, who was called Marquis Badker, said with an angry expression. In his mind, a slightly fat shadow appeared in his mind. He sighed involuntarily. The world has changed. It's so fast. The fat man who was still powerful in Wikiia is now the overlord of the mainland.

Of course, the fat man who is still cultivating in Salander at this moment does not know that he is being treated as a boss for gaining experience. It seems that as long as he defeats him, he can get a lot of experience and treasure. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. )