Doom Knight System

The sunny weather just now was covered by dark clouds in the blink of an eye, and the muffled sound of rolling thunder could be faintly heard in the sky.

Lancelot left the aristocratic council without hindrance, followed by a knight guard of the royal family far behind, no one dared to approach him.

The results of the second round of the election were abolished because of Barron's "accidental" injury, and Speaker Anstow said he would reorganize the election.

Many people are waiting for the queen to punish Lancelow, but what is strange is that no matter how Barron accuses, the queen seems to know nothing.

At the same time, on the central square of Lavis Space.

Ya Ya, the master inventor who had just been defeated, was not at all depressed. He stood in the center of the square and started his speech as usual. He didn't wear any medal of honor today, and he was dressed very plainly, just like most of the people listening to his speech below.

Ya Ya doesn't like the feeling of rough linen clothes, but that's how Lancelot arranged for him, and he has no choice. Let professional people do professional things. I have to say that Ya Ya is relatively clever.

"Only by uniting all forces that can be united will we win in the end! Many nobles have underestimated the power of common people. It is time for them to see what is the wave of the times!"

Yabo's voice rolled in all directions with the loudspeaker, and then caused bursts of echo.

The dense crowd in the square fell silent for an instant. Although some people were still whispering, most of them cheered up and listened to Yabo's speech.

"I am a master inventor, earn hundreds of amethyst coins every year, and have citizenship, but in terms of political status, I am the same as you!

I hope that everyone can unite as one and through our efforts will achieve the goal.

We yearn for a city without class distinctions. You must not allow these wrong class views to remain in your heart. We will see a truly unified city of sanctuary! "

"You may say: Mr. Yabo, I need a job and a piece of bread. Yes, you are right, life is too important. But I want to tell you that there is something more important than life in this world. It's important, that's freedom! That's dignity!" Yabo waved his arms vigorously with exaggerated movements, and all his manuscripts were written by Lancelow, including the body language during the speech was carefully designed.

At first, Yabo didn’t know what it was useful for, but looking at the frantic eyes below, he realized that body language has a unique charm that is no less than that of the mouth, which can more mobilize the hidden emotions in the human heart, and at the same time make the speech more exciting .

"As long as the word "servant" exists in the city of refuge, our dignity will not exist! As long as those nobles and monks are domineering around us, our dignity will not exist. When we talk about the word "servant", we will make a loud noise. Contemptuous laughter, our dignity does not exist! What we need is not a piece of bread! But a living space! A human living space! This living space is not achieved by begging and protesting, but by iron and Blood did it!"

"Two things unite people: a common ideal and a common crime. We have great ideals, for which we will shed our last drop of blood! We do not fight for slavery! We fight for freedom! We're not machines, we're not horses, we're people! We're inner city dwellers who never gave in!"

Lancelow's falsified speech from a certain mustache really possessed a unique charm. The atmosphere in the square began to boil just as the speech started. Countless people blushed and clapped their hands excitedly. Most of these people were Lancelot hired gold coins to open the place, but when he heard Ya Ya's speech, he instantly became his supporter.

At the same time, some people with special identities also mixed into the crowd, using video treasures to keep filming people. In a hotel near the square, some nobles also watched the farce in their eyes with binoculars.

Yabo was a little confused. He had been completely brainwashed by his speech. For a while, he couldn't tell what his purpose of running for the election was. For the first time, the words freedom and equality jumped out from the depths of his heart.

"We unite in the name of freedom! Fight for a new, fair world! We fight for jobs for all! Fight for those who enslaved us to get out of the inner city! We don't need to shout all day Fight for protest! Fight for our dignity! Fight for our promise!"

Yabo took a deep breath, propped his hands on the table, and said slowly, his voice was low, but it seemed to explode in the bottom of his heart, "If there is such a day, I, Yabo, will also be like I used to be." Just like the Freedom Army fighters, they rushed to the forefront holding the banner of freedom!"

Several aristocrats in the hotel stood on the balcony in straight clothes, holding champagne and chatting leisurely. In their eyes, Yabo is no different from a clown, so when talking about Yabo, they are full of disdain and contempt. Thick contempt.

One of the handsome blond men said strangely: "It is said that the Lavis space has long since declined. Where did these people come from?"

"Hehe. This is the handiwork of the Lancelot family. Everyone who comes here will be given a nutrition bar worth one gold coin. Although the food tastes bad, it is a life in the eyes of the untouchables."

"Where is there a gold coin? The nutritional bars produced by the Lancelot family cost less than a copper coin. They are all made of cloned protein, but the taste of the bar is indeed much better than that of other chambers of commerce."

"You have eaten it? I heard that the raw materials of those proteins are bugs. Your taste is really strong."

The blond nobleman raised his brows and said in surprise: "Sure enough, you are a stupid lowly pariah who doesn't understand that time is the most precious wealth, and the mere nutrition bars are wasted here."

The nobles ridiculed wantonly. In their opinion, time is more important than money. Even the lowest-level noble knights never have to worry about survival. With the continuous supply from the outer city, their lives are quite comfortable.

The aristocratic knights in the inner city have been aloof for a long time, so that they are used to looking down on people of lower ranks. This kind of arrogance brings about the natural division of classes.

The blond nobleman sneered and said, "This kind of speech is meaningless. We only inherited the title after becoming Silver Knights. The real power is in our hands, so how can we change it?"

Yabo's actions are meaningless in their eyes, especially the word "freedom" is even more ironic.