goddess of revolution

Chapter 1332 Frodo's Choice and the Road to a Free Federation
The 110th day of Victory Day...

In Broken Ship City, the sky was full of yellow sand, Frodo got off the floating ship, and frowned as he looked at the two imperial battleships that were broken and put together in the sand.

"General..."

The goblin attendant carefully persuaded: "Your Excellency Zold is trustworthy, but this city is very dangerous."

"In the beginning, this city was a prison for the empire, where many vicious criminals were held. The prison was destroyed during the war between the empire and the Red Federation. The criminals killed the guards and built the city here."

"Later, this place became a place where filth was hidden. Fugitive criminals, rebellious slaves, and anonymous believers of evil gods all hid here. The Golden King and Iron Face King who ruled them are also very mysterious guys. No one knows their identity so far. true identity."

Frodo waved his hand and said, "I'm not worried about safety. Although I'm not a legend yet, the magical weapons on my body are not vegetarian."

"And on the main plane, what kind of gold king and iron face king dare to be unfavorable to the deputy chief of staff of the Federation Fleet?"

With a heroic attitude after an epic battle, Frodo said with a smile: "Deploy any cruiser at will, shoot a salvo on the empty reef track, and the entire city of broken ships will disappear. What's so scary about rats?"

He was just puzzled, the original plan was to represent Marshal Rimaco to go to Tangus Temple Mountain to participate in the founding ceremony of the Federation three days later, but Zold insisted that he go to Broken Ship City today, saying that he had a very important interview and asked for details He also said mysteriously, "You will be absolutely satisfied by then."

It is estimated that how many halfling slaves have been rescued, give yourself a favor, and then pull yourself into the group.

So thought Frodo, and boarded the Repulsor, troubled by Zold's earlier invitation.

Zold, who has changed his temper for some reason, pretends to be the "spokesperson of the people" and wants to apply the election system of the Masters Federation to the Federation, so that the important position of the Federation Grand Consul will be directly voted for. Decide.

During this period of time, Zold has been wandering around, promoting and promoting, and also wants Frodo to retire as his partner.

Of course Frodo didn't want to get involved in this matter, but he was really thinking seriously about what to do next.

He is very clear that he is not a qualified soldier. Although he has converted to Cynthia, the goddess of liberty, he is not a devout believer, and he has not yet been promoted to a legend.

According to the agreement of all parties of the Salvation Alliance, the main force of the Federation Fleet is stationed in the new Sigil plane, ready to meet the foreign enemies who invade again at any time.

But everyone knows that there will be no foreign enemies within ten years.Counting the expedition of the Red Federation across the world of Fein, there may be no war in a hundred years.

Frodo, who represented Remaco at a critical moment, ran around in all directions. In such an era, it is obviously meaningless to stay in the army.

Going back to Stone Lizard Mountain, taking off the coat of nobility, and living a good life behind closed doors is the life Frodo has always hoped for, and the war is really over.

But when he thought of Sam, who was already in a high position in the Red League, and Peake, who was admired by the adventurers of Finn together with Norie, the flame in Frodo's heart could not be extinguished.

I should still be able to do something...

Surrounded by guard vehicles, the repulsion vehicles passed the streets, and faces of different races flashed. Although most of them were covered with dust such as hunger, embarrassment, and fatigue, most of them were also smiling. It was the kind of world that had settled down , smiling with longing for the future.

The fire in Frodo's heart burned higher, and yes, there was something more he could do.

Not just for the Stone Lizard Mountains, and not just for the halflings, but for all of us in this new nation that has risen from the ashes of the empire and reunited as one.

Relatives among them had fallen victim to Finn's quest for the world, or the battle to defend it, over the past few years.

Frodo will never forget that after he assembled the remaining troops of the Imperial Shipyard and the Holy Order City, in order to resist the meteorite disaster and rescue the victims, countless soldiers who were originally loyal to the Empire gave their lives.

One of the airship pilots, who was not as old as him, was injured by a meteorite. When he was dying, he held Frodo's hand and said: "After I die, the world will be peaceful and everyone will be happy, right?"

Of course Frodo could only say yes, so the half-elf boy closed his eyes contentedly.

It's really selfish to only care about living a peaceful life for yourself.

Frodo thought about it until he reached the city center, where the two broken ships intersected, and the attendant reminded him to come back to his senses.

The broken ship was just a decoration, and the outer layer was supported by a very solid building, which was also the office of the city's rulers, the Golden King and the Iron Faced King.

"Aha, Frodo, long time no see, I miss you!"

Zold came up to him like a master, and gave him an affectionate embrace. Frodo was surprised by the way he bent over instead of picking him up.

This guy seems to have really changed a lot...

"Golden King and Iron Masked King?"

Frodo casually asked about the owner here, Zold narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "They are still a little embarrassed, and I will see you later."

Excuse me?
Frodo was speechless. These two were rumored to be very powerful guys.

The Golden King is deeply favored by the goddess of business, and he can always twist all kinds of people into one rope.The Iron Face King is ruthless, controlling the light and dark forces of Broken Ship City, and governing this city where more than [-] criminals and slaves gathered are orderly.

"So . . . Frodo, have you thought it over?"

In the living room, Zold poured tea for Frodo with his own hands, and said with a smile on his face, "Join my cause and strive for the benefit of the people of the Commonwealth."

He is completely different from the Earl of Cold Spring back then!

Frodo smiled bitterly: "Why don't you find Marshal Rimaco? He is more suitable. What is a small person like me?"

Zold spread his hands: "If Marshal Rimaco is willing, he will not be my partner, but I will be his partner."

This is to be honest, in terms of fame, Zold, whose influence is only in the circle of magicians and magicians, can't compete with Rema Kirby.

However, Remaco will not be in politics. He is the spokesperson of the military god Huma. Even if he endures a hundred years of loneliness, he must station at the frontier to guard the world. This is his belief that he is practicing.

Frodo understood that Zold had come to him in order to win over the people who trusted Remaco through him.After all, in everyone's eyes, he is Rimaco's confidant.

"Help you promote the electoral system for the Grand Consul?"

Frodo sighed: "Isn't it too confusing for at least hundreds of millions of people to choose?"

Strictly speaking, the Freedom Federation has not yet been established, but the "Phenology of Freedom" headed by Cynthia and the affiliated mortal forces have reached a consensus, and related work is in progress.

The meeting held three days later at the Temple Mount of Tangus will finalize various details, including the national flag, the capital and even the details of the political system.

Of course, with Frodo's experience, he knew that many things had already been agreed upon.

Zold smiled lightly: "Of course it won't be elected directly. The Free Federation is a union of independent countries. Representatives will be elected by each country first, and then the grand consul will be elected by these representatives."

Frodo was very curious. Zold looked aggressive, and he was sure to win the position of Grand Consul. Whether this was too confident or something else.

He said directly: "To be honest, except for Hathaway...Your Majesty, this Grand Consul is hard to convince everyone, right?"

Zold hehe waved his hand: "The Grand Consul of the Federation is just a deacon who helps the gods and major forces to take care of chores under the Free God System of the Salvation Alliance. Although His Majesty Hathaway is still a human being, there is no need to pay attention to this matter." It's a mundane thing."

Frodo was astonished, so what are you fighting for?
"Do you not see, Frodo, that this is a new way?"

Zold shook his teacup and said, "His Majesty Hathaway has come up with a very mature political system, which is an improvement on the system of the Masters Association."

"Although the Grand Consul is elected by representatives of various countries, that representative is only a name, and no one will take up the post."

"As long as 100 million pledges are collected, they can be listed as candidates and included in the voting list. Then, people who are eligible to vote in each country will vote. Whoever gets the most votes in which country will be able to get the representative of that country. right."

"Her Majesty Hathaway said that this is a perfect solution that has been practiced in another world for hundreds of years, and it has proved that it can take into account the interests of all countries and unite the Federation."

"I have done deduction, and I really can't find a more suitable method."

"In this way, a situation will arise."

The corners of Zold's mouth curled up: "In an era when the gods are watching the mortals, and mortals can communicate directly with the gods, the Grand Consul who can win the support of the majority must have integrated the gods' will. Seeking common ground while reserving differences in the faith of God, and at the same time being bright and holy, this is a new way of faith.”

And sure enough, said Frodo, Zolde took it as a way to rise to the gods.

There is already a draft of the government system setting for the Free Federation, and Frodo knows something about it.

The Federal Council has set up three positions: the Grand Consul, the Speaker of the Bundestag, and the Supreme Justice, who are in charge of the executive, legislative, and law respectively.The grand consul is equivalent to the king who separates the legislative and legal powers and responsibilities. It is the most noble position. It is currently agreed that the term will be changed every ten years, and the consecutive term cannot exceed three.

He thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "The Grand Consul is in charge of how mortals live. I'm afraid this road has no eternal direction, otherwise it will become the Goddess of Order."

"Every election in the future, there will be endless disputes. People will focus more and more on small things, and the differences will become bigger and bigger. This road will become narrower and narrower."

Zolde's eyes shone brightly, and he nodded repeatedly: "Frodo, you are right, my vision is really good, and you are just right to be my partner."

"Your deduction is correct. This path will only continue to split into new branches. Every Grand Consul will try to open up a new path, otherwise it will destroy the oath he made with the voters."

"But, as the original pioneer, isn't it enough to lay such a road and establish the general direction of the road?"

"No matter how many new roads there are in the future, they can't guide ordinary people forever anyway. When the time comes, they will be replaced by others, so that people will never get tired."

"Let mortals choose by themselves, at least let them feel that they are choosing. This is...democracy."

Zold shrugged: "Perhaps I will become the God of Democracy."

Frodo savored the new word, and felt that he could not taste it at all: "Democracy . . . "

Zold said: "This is also Her Majesty Hathaway's guidance. She said that this is the best way to avoid being like the Crimson Gods who take over everything, regardless of success or failure, praise or blame or even curse."

"This is also in line with the definition of freedom. Since mortals are free, the choices they make are all their own responsibility. This is what democracy means."

Frodo opened his mouth, wanting to say, in fact, how can mortals know what the choices they make mean?

With the gods above, isn't the purpose of bewitching and inducing them to make choices is to make them sacrifice their souls?Zold, you run around, isn't that what you do?
But Frodo is not the simple halfling boy at the beginning. He knows that when mortals live, all the choices they face are just choosing between the worst and the worst. In the abyss.

Thoughts flew by, and he shut his mouth.

On second thought, Frodo said: "Old Tangus and Mordwin will certainly welcome such an election."

Not just these two, but Rowena must be very welcome too.

Of course, the Temple of Commerce is even more desirable.

In order to win the support of mortals, one must clearly state one's views. This will inevitably require the use of various propaganda tools. The information channels mastered by Old Tangus and Mordwin will have a fixed business around the election of the Grand Consul and even The discussion of the ruling line will attract the attention of all federal people.

To disseminate information and promote public opinion, Golden Bull is naturally indispensable...

Thinking of this, a glimmer of haze passed over Frodo's heart, which meant that whoever had more gold bushels in the future would be able to influence mortals more and more continuously.

Zold noticed his expression and guessed what he was thinking, and said disapprovingly: "There are only so many things that the Grand Consul can manage, including the Grand Speaker and the Grand Judge, aren't they all trying to make mortals better?" Under the premise of serving the gods, let mortals decide how to live? It doesn’t make much difference whoever you choose.”

Not just to serve the gods, right?People like Simberna Rowena are not as active as you, because the Grand Consul has to take care of their business first.

In the empire era, a wise man like Empress Theresia had to take into account the interests of magicians and nobles. It would be even worse to replace it with a grand consul whose power was far inferior to that of the emperor or even the king.

And all of this is covered with a layer of what Zolder called... the skin of freedom.

Frodo laughed again, and it was too much for him to drive these thoughts away.

Whether they are bewitched and induced or not, mortals can have their own choices after all, which is much better than the old days.It is also much freer than the Chilian, where the gods limit the direction and force mortals to follow a path.

"Well, Frodo..."

Zold urged again: "Come and help me, I may become a god in the future, and if you follow me by then, maybe you can also open up a path to be promoted to a god."

"Well, maybe you don't care about becoming a god, so you should always be interested in what kind of life and future a mortal should have."

"It sounds like you are not satisfied with the Gods of Liberty, so stand on a higher ground and guide the people as you think they should do."

Frodo felt that the matter was too suspenseful, so he forced a smile and said, "Let me think about it, when the Temple Mount meeting is over..."

Zold suddenly slapped his hands, and two people came in from the outside. It seemed that they had been waiting outside for a long time.

Zold pointed to the two and said, "They are the masters of Broken Ship City, this one is the Golden King, and this one is the Iron Masked King."

He showed a deep smile: "Of course, you should know them better than me."

Frodo was dumbfounded at the sight of the two.

The Golden King is a goblin, none other than the goblin artisan Nesgai he'd met in Kestina!
The Iron Face King was a halfling like him, so he was more familiar. Although his appearance and temperament had changed greatly, Frodo still recognized him at a glance.

Gomis!
Nesgai and Gomis were a little apprehensive, and scratched their heads in embarrassment. Although they were the masters of Broken Ship City, they were nothing but scum in front of Zold. It is also an existence of the same level as Zolde.

"They kept their names incognito and laid a foundation here..."

Zold smiled and said, "I only learned about their true identities and their relationship with you from Losifors not long ago."

"Now, this secret is given to you as a small gift, please be satisfied."

Frodo was on the verge of tears, and of course he was satisfied!
Let alone Nesgai, an old acquaintance, when he met Sam and Pique, the biggest regret he mentioned was the loss of Gomis.

After giving Nesgai a friendly look that he hadn't seen for a long time, Frodo and Gomis looked at each other with waves in their hearts.

How many years has it been, this guy has actually come here to be the king of the iron face.

No matter what you've been through, as long as you're alive, you'll be fine.

Under Frodo's gaze, the impurities in Gomis' eyes, such as vigilance, indifference, and avoidance, gradually dissipated, and the mist gradually filled up like Frodo.

But in the end, the halfling who originally exuded a sinister and stern temperament lowered his head and said in a humble tone: "Frodo...General, it's an honor to meet you."

Frodo stood still for a moment, then said to Zold with a sigh, "I promise you."

Indeed, he doesn't care about becoming a god, he still wants to join the new era, so that this world can make some changes, better changes.

For Gomis, for the soldiers who died, and for the friendship he lost.

………………

"Is it all Hathaway's plan..."

The Crimson Kingdom has changed a lot. Aurora, Catherine, Fini, Tina and others are holding blueprints, leading the witches and heroic spirits to use the space lattice to build blocks everywhere, and have fun like playing Minecraft .

Li Qi and Xiaohong browsed the latest news on the main plane, and saw that the Freedom Federation was about to hold a founding ceremony on the Temple Mountain, and all kinds of details that came with it made Xiaohong laugh endlessly.

"Poor baby, she doesn't know that Comrade Jianguo is messing around with representatives of Sichuan."

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Muria, who inherited the blood of the Titan and the Golden Dragon, sat on the throne, many dragons prostrated under the throne, and countless giants knelt down to the throne.

The power of a king is not just for killing and conquering!

This is a story of positive energy in which a hybrid of a Titan and a dragon establishes a beautiful new order in another world. 】

(End of this chapter)