Witch Movement (5)

Early in the morning, Benqi excitedly placed a pile of magazines in front of Alex.

"Everyone is praising Your Highness. The photos are so beautiful. Your Highness, you are so handsome!"

Alex smiled at her. "Thank you."

Coco also jumped onto the table and used her paws to pick up the magazines.

"Oh, Coco, do you want to see it too? I'll hold you and turn it over for you, okay?" Banqi carried Coco onto the sofa.

Banqi was the person sent by Aura later. She didn’t know the previous Coco, she only knew that this cat was called Coco.

Alex just glanced at the newspapers with their flashy covers and his photo.

He pulled out a magazine with a panoramic picture of the parliament on the front page.

[The parliament hall was silent for several times]

The photo is very well taken. There is something hidden in the composition.

He read the article carefully.

The previous part mainly analyzes the content of the issue and agrees with Alex's words, but the views are mostly focused on the issue itself rather than Alex personally.

At the end, a relieved smile appeared on Alex's face.

[I hope that one day, women, workers, farmers... regardless of class, gender, or identity, will have the right and opportunity to stand on that podium and speak for themselves.]

The signature at the bottom is: Irene (Editor - Reporter - Copywriter).

Alex sorted out the other magazines and pushed them aside, leaving only this one.

That's what he meant.

He does not want people to continue to wait for others to speak for them. Power must be fought for by themselves, and power cannot fall from the sky. The power fought for should also be held in their own hands to safeguard their legitimate rights and interests.

Even though he knew there would always be people who abused their power, he hoped that at least the people would always have the courage to fight against authority.

However, as a monarch under a feudal system, this idea is obviously inappropriate.

Alex laughed to himself.

Alsophila came over to help him tidy up his clothes. Alex packed up the things he needed to bring and said, "Let's go."

"Yes!" Banqi put Coco down and followed him.

Today is another tough day.

When they were leaving, Christine came in, glanced at Alex sideways, and without saying hello, ran in and picked up Coco.

"Coco, oh sweetheart, here I come again!"

"Meow!" The white cat used its four paws to push away the face that was kissing her.

"Hahahahaha, you're imitating a cat more and more!"

However, today's meeting was interrupted halfway through.

The people outside found ways to break into the vicinity of Yuyan Palace.

Because the knights outside didn't dare to hurt ordinary people, and with the help of wizards, they took advantage of the opportunity.

A group of people formed a human wall and stood outside the windows of the parliament to look at the people inside. The terrifying effect was excellent.

Inger also sneaked in that day and was as stunned as the reporters.

However, they were soon arrested, detained and fined, but at Ola's suggestion they were released without any particularly severe punishment.

Over the next ten days, the parliament discussed the succession law, parliamentary procedure law, parliamentary powers law, etc. and debated the bills.

In fact, it is a bargaining between the Senate and the House of Representatives in the process of competing for actual power.

Although most of the aristocrats in the Senate have outdated ideas, they look at each bill with a keen eye and do not want to let the Senate take advantage of them.

Not surprisingly, parliament became a war of words.

Among them, Alex, who conquered cities and made many military achievements, is the freshest and most beautiful landscape among the group of old men.

He never raised his voice from beginning to end, but every time he stood on the stage, he could hear faint inhalations and slight grinding of teeth from the other side.

In fact, some politicians do not care about etiquette at all. No one will say anything if they retaliate, because everyone knows that they are the same kind of people.

The most difficult thing is to want to make sense, to convince the rogue, and to maintain your composure at the same time.

Alex certainly did.

This makes those old men, who are shameless but still have some self-respect, even more irritable.

And those outside the parliament hall are doing everything they can.

It is said that the female heirs of the nobility, led by the Hughes sisters, gathered together and organized a girls' salon, but in fact they were lobbying, using their connections and family relationships to persuade as many nobility members as possible.

The dukes far away in the border areas also learned about this and sent their opinions and voting tendencies to the central government.

The crowd gathered outside the parliament hall grew larger and larger. Some came just to join in the fun, but some were determined and even set up tents on the lawn outside.

Some people go to the homes of noble legislators on a daily basis, often holding up signs and singing outside, and throwing paint on their walls. They are reported for harassment and are arrested again and again. They are released quickly each time, but they keep doing it again, which has caused some people to almost have a mental breakdown.

There are also some more radical ones who are imprisoned and write letters to the outside world every day, one letter after another. Some of them live in fear all their lives.

Writers' articles, plays, and essays kept pouring out, and related magazines were like spring grass, which would sprout again after being cut.

Currently, this trend is no longer limited to women's participation in politics. The public has also gradually discovered the so-called flaws in the democratic process. They are furious and hope to gain their legal right to participate in politics.

The most direct impact of strikes, marches and demonstrations is on people's daily lives. Restaurants are without chefs, factories are without workers, roads are not cleaned, many schools are closed, the streets are in turmoil, chaos and noise... Of course, there will be citizens who don't care about politics and are annoyed by it. They report to the government every day and ask the government to arrest all these troublemakers.

Under the secret control of Ola and Alex, the capital never suffered huge casualties, but they were not omnipotent, and uncontrollable scenes frequently appeared.

It is obviously more effective for a person to use his fists to try to get back a steamed bun that has been taken away by someone else than for a person to use his mouth to persuade someone to give his steamed bun back.

This series of activities ultimately put tremendous pressure on the Senate. After more than a month of bombardment, the Senate finally took the first step towards compromise, and the House of Representatives took a big step forward, but after the last wave of tugs, it strategically retreated a step and completed its mission with some pride.

As a spectator of the whole game, Inger knew that this game was not easy and that if he relaxed even a little, the opponent would take away the situation.

But he imagined himself standing in that position, could he still remain calm?

Of course not. He was terribly frightened.

He is not the type who is good at talking, and he will definitely not survive more than a few rounds if he goes up.

And he was tired of this kind of socializing, otherwise he would not have resigned from his original job.

Things in the political arena have always been annoying, but if we look at them from the perspective of human civilization and the length of history, they seem ridiculous.

However, for thousands of years, human society and countries have never changed. They have always united and confronted each other based on their own interests, and he himself is no exception.

At the end of July, the parliament ended and the amendments to various legal regulations were sorted out and revised and published in official newspapers in the form of official documents.

People were running around in the streets celebrating, which shows that most people are satisfied with the result.

Of course, those who are dissatisfied now dare not speak out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, political parties and trade unions of all sizes came together to grab a piece of the power pie.

During this period, Alex became very popular due to the publicity in newspapers and magazines.

Ola did not take any action because Alex had publicly expressed his support for her to inherit the throne, and she had designated Alex as the next in line to the throne. The people were very accepting of this and everyone was happy.

As for the fourth prince, Rudolf, he has been quieter than ever since he came to the capital, so quiet that it is a little scary.

His section of the party did not say anything other than that it did not support Ola.

The successors, who placed the last item on the agenda, confirmed that the parliament passed the new succession law by a two-thirds majority.

The new inheritance law abolishes the distinction between male and female heirs in terms of inheritance order.

Some people questioned why Aura had to become an emperor. But she knew in her heart that she was setting a precedent by becoming an emperor. She wanted to prove that women also had the opportunity to sit on the throne and create such an opportunity for those who came after her.

As the eldest daughter, Aura naturally became the heir apparent, but because the emperor had just passed away, her succession ceremony was brought forward.

Qiu Nie had no habit of mourning for the emperor, because the situation was turbulent and the country was in urgent need of an orthodox emperor to stabilize the people's hearts.

Aola's coronation ceremony is scheduled for August and will be simple, as she wishes.

"It's a new letter from Neka Mansion, but the information on the envelope seems to have changed." Benqi didn't open it, but she saw that the words on the cover were different from usual.

"Well, I'll take a look, you go ahead and do your work."

Alex took out a letter opener and cut off the wax seal. In fact, he had read every letter Inger had sent. But before that, every letter was a procedural request for permission written by the butler of the other party.

[To His Royal Highness Prince Alex Chune, the Ninth Prince:

I have something for you, come to my house or I will destroy it.

Disrespectful Inger Nieka]

Alex raised the corners of his mouth subconsciously.

But when he put away the letter and looked up, he saw the shiny little silver knife in the pen holder, and his smile disappeared in an instant.

He pressed his fingers between his eyebrows and slowly closed his eyes.

There was a time when whenever he closed his eyes, he would see Inger's throat slit.

Then followed various long-overdue death scenes.

Those are past lives, deaths that have not yet occurred.

Now that he is back, he will change those things.

But what about Inger's death? It had already happened. Even if he was resurrected, the pain of death was real.

Just like himself, he knew better than anyone that this was a pain that no one else could share.

He also saw with his own eyes the unusual look on Inger's face after he woke up.

His memory is so good.

Thinking about this over and over again is like a knife cutting into your flesh.

So Alex kept the silver knife that cut the throat and didn't tell Inger.

And those that Inger concealed.

There are too many things weighing on him, and Inger himself is unaware of it, yet he tries to do more. The sacrifices are too heavy, and sooner or later they will crush him.

Alex had considered Inger's magic wand that could resurrect people, but he felt fear for no reason.

Even he couldn't explain it.

It was a good thing that Inger could be resurrected, but he didn't want Inger's sacrifice to be seen as nothing because of this insurance.

His suffering, his sacrifice, and his struggle were all undeserved.

But he didn't know what to do. During this time, he could only immerse himself in the work at hand and force himself not to see him.

Although he knew that he still had a lot to discuss with him and needed his help, he just...

Even though he knew it was irrational to blame himself, he couldn't help thinking that Inger had to endure all this because he was by his side.

Coco looked at Alex, his brows knitted together, banging his head on the table, looking like he was in a state of great distress.

She nudged his arm with her head. "If you want to go find him, just go. Why are you thinking so much?"

Alex stared at her blankly for a while, then laughed: "...Haha"

This was not a knot that was easily untied. He spent several months tossing himself around it and didn't dare to see him again. In fact, he was just afraid.

This is not like me at all.

He turned to the calendar.

August 1892

The Continental War of 1895 was less than three years away.