When the New Continent caused a bloody storm in the transcendent being world because of the last "overflow of spirituality".
A milestone event that had a far-reaching impact like a landslide and a tsunami also happened in the mortal world of the material world.
In the northern part of the Old Continent, in the capital of the Icelandic Kingdom of Atlan, Oslo.
Creak!
Under the escort of the palace guards, a black convertible car with a luxurious interior and a gemstone logo that was powered by an internal combustion engine slowly stopped at the entrance of the palace's council hall.
"Your Majesty, be careful."
His attendants helped an old king with a golden crown on his head and a ruby staff in his hand as he walked down the stairs.
Facts had proven that even after many improvements by the Church of Steam and Machinery, the steam turbine was more suitable to be developed into an external combustion engine power source for railway locomotives, ships, the Colossus, and other large machinery.
In pursuit of miniaturization and comfort, engineers were more willing to use a lightweight power plant with a higher power-to-volume ratio and a higher power-to-weight ratio.
Moreover, for high-ranking officials and nobles.
Extravagance and comfort were much more important than technical maturity. The steam locomotive, which was emitting black smoke along the way, was really unable to satisfy their needs.
In addition.
They wanted to put the electric car, which had just started, on the market as a mature product.
Whether it was chips, batteries, or the infrastructure of power equipment around the world, they were all major obstacles that were difficult to solve in a short period of time.
Therefore, internal combustion engine cars had gradually become the dominant force in this field.
Especially in the past few years, lead-acid batteries, internal combustion engine ignition devices, rubber pneumatic tires, spring suspension, and other technologies had been conquered by the technicians of the Duchy of Garriott one by one.
It was only natural for them to launch a relatively mature "internal combustion engine car".
At present, it was still mainly high-end customization services. The factory could rely on skilled craftsmen and modern assembly halls to prepare different cars according to the buyer's requirements.
The front part of the car was the engine, the rear part was the deerskin seat, decorated with gold and ivory, and equipped with a clutch, transmission, and rear drive shaft.
What? Follow-up maintenance is expensive? The parts of the cars can't match?
Tsk tsk, what I want is this unique, noble, and luxurious style.
If it was the same as others, the high-ranking officials and nobles wouldn't be happy!
Moreover, the cars produced by the Traloc Electric Company of the Duchy had a "Gemstone Coat of Arms" personally designed by Her Majesty Olivia, Duchess Garriott, the fashion vane, and the Great Scholar.
It also added a lot of color (raised the price) to it, making it look even more respectable.
For example, the luxurious car sold to the Atlan King, Harald I, cost the royal family a total of 300,000 gold pounds, which was an astronomical price of 10,000 gold lions!
It must be known that a few years ago, when sail battleships ruled the seas, this amount of money would be enough to purchase a fourth-tier battleship.
Well, it wasn't a big deal. It wasn't like he was building a garden for the empress dowager.
Even if it was a car of the same class, there were still three in the palace.
There were also radio transmissions across the Black Sea, radios, radios, phonographs, phonographs, cameras, telephones, all kinds of marvelous creations. What was a complete set?
Lack of money? All they had to do was collect taxes.
The old King walked up the steps with his cane, still thinking about this important matter that concerned his family's luxurious life.
"Well, this month, there was a" Scenery Tax "(Residents whose houses face the sea have to pay a tax ranging from 50 to 100 copper Forres per year).
Let me think, next month, there will be a "Beggar Tax" nationwide. You have to pay a tax of one gold lion before you have the right to beg in the city. Hahaha … "
Harald I secretly praised himself for being a genius in "collecting taxes." Only then did he walk briskly into the meeting hall and sit on his throne.
Looking at the ministers who had all arrived, he sighed again. At my age, I still have to spend half an hour working every day. I'm really a wise king!
Then, the prime minister took a step forward with a face full of joy and presented a piece of news that made His Majesty's mood much better.
"Your Majesty, good news. With the blessing of the Goddess, in our colony, Giant Horn Cape, located in the New World, geologists have discovered rich oil reserves.
We can use this' Black Gold 'to further negotiate with the Tulips. At the very least, we can solve the problem of the high-quality steel needed by the arsenal for a period of time. "
Hearing this, King Harald I nodded approvingly at him.
"Hmm, not bad. It would be even better if we can get the Duchy of Garot to set up a factory here. The complete oil industry chain in the hands of the Duchess is a river of gold! "
At this time, while the King was in a good mood, the Foreign Affairs Minister took a step forward and said respectfully.
"Your Majesty, how do we reply to the note from the [Shield of the Monarch]?
Now, there are more and more monarchies joining the alliance. Even the Shilius Empire, under the leadership of Queen Theresa, has put down their past hatred and sent a diplomatic group to actively negotiate with the Tulips … "
However.
Without waiting for the King's reply, the Finance Minister had already jumped up and shouted.
"Atlan has its own national conditions. If we join the international organization led by the Tulips, before the civilians can successfully rebel, we will become a vassal of the Tulips in terms of politics, economy, and military.
The two young monarchs who are leading the Tulips are not good people. Don't you understand what they want? "
All the important figures present were secretly disdainful of him.
"I think you are reluctant to implement the social wealth redistribution system in the 'Royal Power Reform Plan', right? In order to ease social conflicts, we must give the gold and silver that we already have to the civilians.
Ahem, actually, we … can't do it either. "
So, as usual, this topic was naturally shelved in the argument.
Obviously, the problem that Atlan had accumulated for a long time was no longer the problem of a single ruler, but the entire ruling class was rotten from top to bottom.
Then, the Minister of Defense brought news that was not entirely good.
"Your Majesty, under the leadership of the Chief Scientist of the Academy of Engineering, Ms. Cassi Morrar.
We already have 12 ironclad warships and a full-heavy battleship comparable to the [Armored Knight] of the Tulips. It is enough to defend our national defense.
But our treasury is currently … "
Although they were short-sighted and greedy, these people were not stupid. In addition to maintaining the dignified lives of the nobles, they implemented standard military politics. Only through military force could they maintain their current state of life.
As for the "torrent of democracy"? So far, there was no news of a kingdom with a "Titled Knight" being overthrown by a mob.
This was also the main reason why they were not enthusiastic about the [Monarch's Shield]. They even had the intention of watching the Shilius Empire that had already begun to take action.
Hearing the words of the Minister of Defense, the king who sat high on the throne waved his hand. The latter words were obviously not what he wanted to hear. Instead, he suddenly asked the ministers a question that was completely unrelated.
"What do you think of my proposal to Ms. Morrar?"
The ministers looked at the king who was wise and mighty when he was young, but now looked like he had one foot in the grave due to excessive drinking and debauchery. They looked at each other.
Although not many knew the true identity of the demon god, those who knew were all shocked by Harald the First's bold idea.
They did not know whether this king was going to "feed the demon with his body" or "indulge in sex".
"That …"
"Hmm? What's going on? Are those untouchable peasants still making a ruckus? "
Harald the First suddenly turned his head and looked outside the hall.
After a wave of supernatural power, the voice outside the palace suddenly became loud.
"We want to eat, we want to work!"
"Damn the window tax! Fireplace tax! Scenery tax! Fat corpse tax! "
"The king, the lords, the church, all of you are vampires!"
The massive protest had been going on for more than half a month, but the big shots in the council hall did not pay any attention to their demands.
This was the bad habit of those in power. Absolute power brought about absolute corruption. Just like the capitalists, they all wanted to drink blood and eat meat.
"Step down! Step down! Step down! "
"The people of Atlan don't need a king who only knows how to collect taxes!"
"We want our own elected head of state!"
“.....”
At this moment, outside the gate of the palace, there were at least 50,000 to 60,000 people gathered in the nearby streets.
Without a leader, this was just a mob.
However.
In order to achieve something in front of the "God of Black Wings", the "God of Music and Opera", Tre Nimbra, had gathered a total of eight democratic leaders who were also Tier 3 [Politicians].
They used the most basic ability together, [Surge of Public Opinion], to stir up the emotions of the protesters and set off an earth-shattering wave!
In the observation of the "Spiritual Sight", there was even a faint shadow of a roaring wolf in the sky above the city. That was the embodiment of the consciousness and national character of the people of this country.
Tre Nimbra, who disguised himself as a mortal and acted as a bystander, was finally able to hold his head high.
"Hahaha, this is the gathering of the masses!
For justice and democracy (cross out), for world peace and stability (cross out), for the freedom and liberation of the people of Atlan (cross out), for your land, wealth, and the tide of capital, nice!
We are here.
King, please return this country to your people! "
In the palace, a two-meter-tall man with a bare upper body and blue-black hair like needles looked like a wolf or a bear. He was basically a human-shaped beast.
His expression was solemn, far from the nonchalance of the nobles.
This was the last Titled Knight of the Atlan Kingdom, "Bloodthirsty Wild Hunter" Dominic. He was not a member of the royal family, but a genius Knight who had made a strict contract with the royal family.
Since a Titled Knight could use the power of "faith", he was naturally very sensitive to this so-called "public opinion".
In Dominic's spiritual sense, the originally scattered and disorderly public opinion had been unified into a whole by some unknown power, and it had the terrifying power to threaten a Tier 4 Transcendent.
It would have been fine if these people were citizens of other countries, but they were all his compatriots, and they were also the fundamental source of power that supported the [Titled Bloodthirsty Wild Hunter].
The principle of "water can carry a boat, but it can also sink a boat" was the same no matter which world it was in.
If he went out and faced the surging public opinion at this time, he might be directly demoted, and his [Titled] would be shattered!
A drop of cold sweat gradually dripped from the forehead of this Titled Knight.
"Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! "
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