The witch thought I am a Demon God

Ivita discovered that she had always given the war-attributed magic power that Odin had given to her, thinking that this kind of magic power must grow in war.

However, in fact, in the Nordic mythology system, Odin represents more wisdom and strategy.

In order to gain wisdom and the power to defeat everything, Odin paid the price of hanging upside down on the World Tree for nine days and nine nights and sacrificing one of his eyes.

In fact, there is no smoke-free battle inside the city hall.

This is a battlefield.

Ivita calmed down and glanced at Lord Proul and the gray-robed woman beside him.

In my previous life, due to the popularity of the Internet and the explosion of information, I knew a lot of information that was not available to my class.

However, in this world, knowledge is still in the hands of a few people. In this era when the education system is not perfect, and the speed of information communication for mortals is limited, most people's education can only be achieved through the family education of their parents.

Therefore, perhaps my views on the Republic and the nobility are actually far above those of these people.

But this is all talk.

Because knowing this information and mastering this information through practice are two different concepts.

In other words, in practice, I may not be better than the guild leaders in the city hall, but in theory, I have something to say.

Of course, the special way of contact between witches and other professions may make calls faster than in one's previous life.

For example, the old witch has been using magic carrier pigeons to communicate with her apprentice in Ambrose City. Their previous chat was very convenient, and she still doesn't know the principle of it.

However, this kind of thing is not popular among mortals.

Lord Prowl narrowed his eyes, thinking deeply about something. His eyes were always on Lady Alice, and occasionally moved on Ivita.

The president of the tailors guild in the city hall, a fat man with an unshaven beard, loudly questioned Mrs. Alice: Disband the city council?

Beautiful lady, have you lost your mind and gone crazy today?

What benefits will it bring to [Palvega] by dissolving the parliament and enfeoffing the nobles?

Next to Mrs. Alice, Ivita said slowly: Because three people become tigers and ten people become worms. Look at what we are like now...

Mrs. Alice glanced at him, hesitated, and followed Iveta to tell everyone. Look at where we are now. If only the largest nobles and other sub-nobles in Parvega make decisions today, then these people with outstanding wisdom will soon be able to decide the future of Parvega.

And a group of us are standing here, arguing and arguing, but we have gained nothing.

Efficiency! We all know the need for efficiency when doing business. Let me ask you here, if you are taking your own caravan to do business in various places, and you encounter robbers on the way, will you first gather everyone and drive a carriage next to it? A brief meeting to discuss how to deal with the robbers blocking the road?

If you have finished dealing with the robbers and arrived at your destination, but your partner suddenly lowered the purchase price, will you spend a morning holding a meeting with your employees to discuss how to solve this matter? ?”

Ivita whispered, giving the last sword to the Republic. Since everyone is doing business, we all know that acting alone is more efficient than asking people to discuss things everywhere.

The decision of an experienced old man is more accurate than the decision of a thousand hired boys.

Then why do some people think that in politics, a group of people can make wiser decisions than a few experienced people?

Could it be that, after countless hours were wasted, the meeting was not dominated by a few people and used by a few people to express their unique voices?

In the vast hall of the city hall, Mrs. Alice's voice actually made everyone hold their breath.

Lord Prower was surprised. What he said made so much sense. He had never thought of some key theories before.

If he had thought of it earlier, he would have had more to say to those idiots who mocked the aristocracy.

Lord Prower actually regretted that he did not hear this efficiency theory earlier.

But he was surprised that these words could actually come out of Alice's mouth.

The woman in gray robe next to Lord Prower carefully savored this theory about efficiency, and suddenly said coldly to Lord Prower: Are you sure that this Alice is not someone we can win over? If she can say this That means she is someone we can win over. My lord, do you know the consequences of offending Lord Impaler?

Lord Prowl's expression changed several times, and he whispered to the woman in gray robe: This is definitely not something that bitch Alice can say.

She didn't think so carefully.

It's the people around her who are helping him.

A flash of blood flashed in the gray-robed woman's eyes. She only had a teenage child with her.

My lord.

I suddenly felt hungry.

Lord Prowl knew what the woman meant when she said she was hungry, and it was not a good thing anyway.

He immediately said: It's the person next to her who is helping her.

He is really knowledgeable. He can be won over by us. My dear madam, can you tell me who he is? I am very curious about him now!

Before he could argue, fierce remarks against the aristocrats immediately broke out in the guild.

Parvega has always had a hatred of the aristocratic factions, a hatred that was not even based on reason but because of the huge inertia of emotion and administrative direction.

Alice-Iveta's remarks, although they were a knife to the republican spirit, actually stimulated the members of Parliament to oppose the aristocratic faction.

Even those who were neutrally watching felt that Mrs. Alice's words were outrageous.

The mayor of Palvega stood on the high platform of the Lion Fountain, his face extremely ugly. He was also afraid that as the representative of the guild, the words spoken by Mrs. Alice might really change people's hearts.

He immediately expressed his disapproval. This is simply not something that can be said from Mrs. Alice. A prominent person like you will of course have a vast territory once he becomes a noble, and his business will become better. But the members of the small guilds present Don’t we need to eat? What do you want them to do?”

I firmly disagree with this happening!

“If anyone raises similar views again, please leave this city hall!”

As soon as the mayor's words fell, a thousand waves arose.

The guild factions and the noble factions quarreled.

Because of the extreme remarks made by Lord Prol and Ivita, the two parties almost came to a fight or even started fighting.

At this time, the originally wavering members of the middle faction felt that both sides were unreliable.

They desperately need someone to take the lead and find a way beyond the two roads.

At this moment, Ivita suddenly stood up. He originally didn't want to show his face here because he was afraid of getting into unnecessary trouble.

However, when he discovered that he could gain a boost in magic power from this smokeless political war, Ivita finally decided to get deeply involved in the politics within the city hall.

But because Ivita is here only as a friend of Lady Alice, no one pays attention to him even if he speaks.

So he walked through the rows of stools, stood on the lion's platform, and then stood next to the mayor. The mayor was dumbfounded.

However, Iveta smiled at the mayor, then turned to look down at the people who were arguing fiercely, and shouted as loud as she could: Don't argue! I have a way! Solve! The problem!

Most people were attracted by the sound and looked at Ivita.

Alice looked at Ivita with complicated eyes. She did not expect that Ivita would have such a deep understanding of the republican system, and even meant to dismantle the theoretical foundation of the republic.

Could it be that Ivita really thinks that?

Otherwise, how could he think so thoroughly?

By the way, she forgot one thing, that is, Ivita is also a noble.

He is also a powerful baron with territory, and is a more powerful noble than the city noble Lord Prowl.

Lady Alice was even worried that Ivita was on the side of the nobles.

When Lord Prowl saw Ivita standing on the high platform, he immediately said to the woman in gray robe beside him: The plan has changed. Do you want to take action now? It is too late to win over the centrists.

His voice was a little loud, which even made people in front and behind him look back at him.

But because he spoke vaguely, these people did not take him seriously.

The woman in gray robe stared at him. Be quiet.

hold on.

I want to hear what that kid has to say.

Lord Prowl opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

What Iveta didn't know was that what the mayor beside him knew was that a distinguished guest came to the city hall today.

The Cardinal Archbishop [Antioch] from the Principality of Ferrara was also invited to attend the city hall meeting. However, he and the priests could not participate in the city meeting due to doctrinal restrictions, so they were all on the second floor, one from the first floor. Looking up is a blind corridor, but from that position you can see everyone below and hear all the discussions below.

In the corridor on the second floor of the city hall, Antioch happily looked down at these lambs of the God of all things.

I didn't expect that I would see such a good show due to my accidental actions.

The nobility supported the founding of the republic, and the representatives of the city guilds chose to support the nobility.

The [efficiency] theory mentioned by that child is also very interesting.

You all record it. When I return to the southern peninsula, I want to talk to my friend, the Archon of Forokana.

Such an interesting statement, I must tell others. I want to hear what the leaders of the Republic will say after hearing these remarks.

It seems I was wrong not to summon him before.

Now let's see what he wants to do. Does he really want to represent the aristocracy and attack republican theory?

But he is indeed a noble, which is actually logical.

The bishop of Parvega thought he understood what Antioch meant, and immediately said, Do you want me to bring him to see you later?

Who knew that Antioch actually shook his head. No.

I wanted to meet him before, just because I thought it was interesting.

I want to see him now because I think it is related to the interests of the church, so I have to choose the right time to meet. It is not in line with etiquette to meet now, and he does not need my help. Trying to do it out of thin air will only increase his influence on the church. of disgust.

Antiochus said, You should learn from it. Our church's way of doing things is not like this.