Kay Morran stayed in place, staring blankly at the Blood Wolf walking towards him. It was not until the two of them were only a few steps apart that he came to his senses, took a few steps back in a panic, and gave up the judge's seat in a mess.

Lieutenant Colonel Magash Korwin, not far away, clearly observed that Kay Morran no longer had the previous confident expression on his face, but instead showed surprise and surprise.

This made Lieutenant Colonel Magash Kolwin full of doubts.

Meanwhile, Winters stood on the judgement table.

Eyes from all directions gathered on him, and a large number of collective emotions surged towards him. The people under the dome were confused, surprised, and angry. Winters was already very skilled in dealing with this challenge.

He looked around the Great Hall fearlessly, and every free man who had confronted him subconsciously avoided his gaze.

"Everyone." Winters' voice spread clearly and powerfully throughout every corner of the Great Seminar Hall: "Please allow me to respond to the allegations raised by Mr. Kay Morland first."

"First, it's not that I joined Colonel Geisa Adonis, Colonel Skur Mecklen and Lt. Colonel Magash Korwin."

Winters glanced at Kay Morland: "It's them who joined me."

"Second, the only objects I swear to allegiance are the Alliance Charter and the people. When the New Reclamation Legion betrays the Charter and the people." Winters's words were loud and clear: "The New Reclamation Legion betrayed me."

After saying that, the Great Seminar Hall was so quiet that the sound of sweat beads on the free man's cheeks fell to the ground.

Geisa Adonis was so angry that he smoked his orifices, but he could not refute it.

Colonel Skur looked at Kay Morland, then at Winters Montagne, and asked with great interest: "Captain Montagne, do you object to Kay Morland's proposal?"

"Yes." Winters replied politely: "I oppose the oath of allegiance to the All Liberal Congress!"

Hearing Winters' reply, Kay Morland's face turned pale.

"Why?" He leaned forward, clenched his fists, and squeezed out a thin sound from his teeth: "We have something to say first..."

Kay Morland's voice was so low that only he and Winters could hear it, but Winters' answer was for everyone in the Grand Chamber.

"I promised to take a new oath to the legal representative of the people of the new land." Winters glanced at the faces in the Grand Council Hall, his eyes as sharp as a blade: "But, you, all the free men..."

Winters asked angrily: "You really think that you are qualified to represent all the people of the new land?!"

“…represents the entire people of the newly reclaimed land…”

“…all people…”

"……people……"

The lingering sound echoes in the corridor columns and domes of the Great Hall.

Winters' questioning was like a shell shot into a gunpowder detonating the emotions of the free people.

At first, he was surprised - what was he talking about?

Then there is anger-what is he talking about?!

The last thing that surged into my mind was resentment - what was he talking about...

The humiliated free people stared at the Wolf Blood with resentment. They dared not make any sounds or make any moves, but they kept staring at the Wolf Blood.

Geisa Adonis, Skur Mecklen, Magash Korwin and their men were also shocked.

Although honestly, officers look down on the new land freemen who are fence-style from the bottom of their hearts, publicly humiliating all freemen at the All Freemen Conference is not only unnecessary, but also without reason, and can even be regarded as a kind of political suicide.

Even Kay Morland didn't care about being put on by Winters, and hurriedly moved behind Winters, squeezing from the gap between his teeth as calm as possible: "What are you doing? Lord Montagne..."

However, Winters is far from finished speaking.

He made a gesture towards the gate, and Charles, who was on standby, immediately left the Grand Council Hall from the side door next to the gate.

Just as everyone was wondering what pantomime was performing with his subordinates, a small crack suddenly opened at the main entrance of the Great Seminar Hall, which had been closed after the ceremony to mourn the dead.

Light poured through the gap onto the corridor, extending all the way to the site in the center of the Grand Chamber Hall.

The crack of the door opened wider and wider until it was about two feet wide, and a man walked in from the light.

The man walked carefully and was timid, as if he was afraid of trampling on the granite slabs on the paved corridor.

It was not until this person completely entered the Grand Seminar Hall that the free people in the venue could see his appearance clearly and were disappointed.

It turned out that what came in was just an old man, an old man who could be seen everywhere in the fields - thin, hunched back, his forehead and arms were sunburned and red, and the wrinkles on his face were as deep as they were chiseled with chisels. The deep wrinkles were deposited with black that could not be washed clean.

The most conspicuous thing was his hands, which were changed by years of hard work. His knuckles were swollen and twisted, his palms and fingertips were covered with hard calluses, and his nails were almost flattened.

Compared with the free people who are generally pampered and live in poverty, this old man is really pitifully poor and pitifully ordinary.

When the old man found himself staring at by everyone in the venue, he subconsciously wanted to retreat outside the door.

Seeing this, Winters walked to the entrance of the Grand Council. Seeing the appearance of "Honor Montagne", the old man no longer wanted to escape.

Winters lowered his head to greet the old man, supported the old man's arm, and led the old man to the center of the venue.

The old man shrank his shoulders and lowered his head throughout the whole process, not daring to meet the gazes from all over the world.

Both the free men and the officers frowned, not knowing what the blood wolf was doing.

But Winters didn't care what others were thinking at all. He proudly introduced the old man to everyone in the Grand Chamber:

"Please allow me to introduce that this is Sashka Garantha, the representative of Hongling Village in Niutigu, and was elected by twenty-four villagers in Hongling Village. Mr. Sashka once transported military rations and ammunition to our army and killed the enemy's heads in the battle of our army blocking the Telton people in the Confluence River!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The free people from outside Tiefeng County looked at each other. They heard it clearly, but they didn't understand what the Blood Wolf was saying at all.

However, a warm applause broke out in the seat area of ​​the officers of Tiefeng County.

A loud and powerful voice shouted: "Long live the old Mr. Sashka - shout three times!"

“Uukhai!”

“Uukhai!!”

“Uukhai!!!”

Hearing the applause and cheers, the old man raised his head and looked in the direction where the sound came, and tears rolled in his deep eyes. As the landlords and gentry from all over Xinken land, the old man slowly raised his chest.

Immediately afterwards, the second man walked in through the main entrance of the Grand Council.

The second person is a burly middle-aged man with strong and powerful steps, his arms are tangled and his eyes are bright and energetic, and no need for others to lead him. The middle-aged man walked into the venue with his head held high.

"Please allow me to introduce that this person is Sosl Tann, one of the representatives of Forge Township, and was elected by the eleven townsmen of Forge Township..."

Representatives of Tiefeng County came in one by one, and Winters introduced one by one, the free people present were becoming increasingly numb, and they even began to admire the memory of Blood Wolf - there were really people who could remember so many names, so many hometowns, and so many deeds.

Until the last representative - Atley from the Wolf Town Refugee Farm - walked into the Grand Council Hall, Bud stood outside the Grand Council Hall and looked at Winters from afar.

Bud nodded with a smile, and the door closed again.

All kinds of Tiefeng County people stood in the center of the venue and occupied most of the open space in the center of the venue.

If they are to be seated in the seating area, there must be at least two places as big as the Tiefeng County sector to be able to sit down.

"What I just introduced to you is the representatives of all the people in Tiefeng County who are not free people and are not qualified to attend this conference."

Winters proudly declared to all the free people in the new land: "Each of them represents at least dozens of people, and most of them represents hundreds of people. They come from all walks of life, from miners to blacksmiths, from farmers to peddlers. In the fields, in the mines, in the logging fields, they are working. In the Great Wilderness, in the Iron Peak County, and in the River Valley Village, they are bleeding."

Although the Blood Wolf stood at a low place, the free people on the stairs seat felt that they were being looked down upon.

"They are the legal representatives of the real people of the new land. And you..."

Winters raised his hand and pointed at the people in the seat, mercilessly ripped off the latter's coat called decent:

“You 'respective gentlemen' who are respected as 'free men', under the system of the old and new reclamation legion, you are all political pariahs and have no freedom at all.

"You have no power, either. The old and new land reclamation army treats you as rubber stamps, and will only use it when you want to use it.

“What you have is wealth.

"But even this thing you have, there is no guarantee. The old and new land legion does not respect your property rights. They have countless ways to squeeze your oil and water.

"Your wealth is equally meaningless without the labor of the 'unfree man'."

Winters Montagne's words were like heavy hammers after heavy hammers, hitting all the free people in Xinkendi, making their chests stuffy, their throats blocked, and their mouths bitter, making them sad, angry and helpless, dissatisfied and admired.

"I am not the heir to the old and new reclamation land system. I respect your property rights and your participating power." Finally, Winters gave his conclusion: "You are part of the people, but you have no right to represent all the people - let me swear allegiance to you? Dream!"

Kay Morran witnessed the whole process and felt his scalp tingling.

Winters walked onto the trial table and bowed gracefully to Skul Mecklen.

"His Excellency Skur, please allow me to propose my bill," Winters said slowly. "I propose to reorganize the 'Class of the All Free People' to the 'National Assembly' so that the nominal supreme authority of this republic can truly represent the people of the republic."

Then Winters turned around and looked in other directions.

This time, he was not talking to Colonel Skur, but to the officers and the free men: "And I hereby declare that unless the 'Class of the All Freemen' is reorganized into the 'National Assembly', Iron Peak County and Vorne County will never bow their heads to any so-called 'legitimate representative of the Republic'!"

This time, the loud voice from the officer seating area of ​​the Tiefeng County yelled at the doubled volume: "Long live the third shout for Lord Montane!"

“Uukhai!!!”

“Uukhai!!!!!!”

“Uukhai!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The craziest response of the officers of Tiefeng County even exceeded the previous chorus of the free people in Xinkendi.

Colonel Skur looked around leisurely, then suddenly clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Then vote."

He knocked the mallet: "Who agrees with the proposal of His Excellency Winters Montane?"

“AYE!!!”
To be continued...