Let many people make decisions together?
Then how can we get things done?
Take the current development of Aisha Island for example... There are already a large number of fleets sailing back and forth between the two sides along the newly opened waterway, but if it were the so-called republic... Wouldn't these crazy people start a quarrel first? And they haven't finished quarreling yet?
She didn't know much about politics, but in fact she had a keen political sense and immediately identified the core contradiction, which was that once power was dispersed, the cognitive differences among different individuals would greatly hinder the implementation of various matters.
At the same time, she was even more curious: "Is this still a 'compromised republic'?"
"What about the uncompromising ones?"
"No compromise..." Hitzfeld curled his lips slightly and subconsciously glanced at the wooden door.
“Even the king is not retained, and power is dispersed into more people’s hands.”
"This uncompromising process is called 'revolution'."
Chapter 71: A Little Trick
The republic is certainly not suitable for Sarah today, and Hitzfeld is the first to make this clear.
The transition from monarchy to republic cannot be achieved overnight. It not only requires the society to have a certain level of productivity - the productivity drives the cognitive liberation of the lower classes, but also requires strong contradictions in society and an era background that breeds such contradictions.
To put it simply, there must be no external enemies. If we look back at the history of the two worlds, whenever there were intense internal conflicts, in most cases the intense public opinion could be eased by war.
Of course, war cannot solve the problem fundamentally. If you win, it will cost money, and if you lose, it will cost even more money. There is no need to discuss this now, and Hitzfeld did not think about it too much.
The core element is still that "Sara is not suitable for a republic" because "the threat of the gray fog requires a centralized authority to lead everyone to survive."
She didn't even mention "development" or "progress", but only lowered the requirements to something as humble as "survival". It is conceivable how big and severe the threat from outside is, and it is definitely not something that can be offset by any republican approach.
Film's words are just sophistry.
They say that it is dangerous to concentrate power in the hands of individuals because if there is a problem in one generation, the negative impact will quickly spread from this person to the entire country, so they advocate abolishing this gambling-like hidden danger and want to decentralize power, claiming that it is for the people.
Just assume that they really think so! But in Hitzfeld's view, even if the most dissolute second-generation rich man ascends the throne to become emperor, the advantages brought by centralization today are more and greater than the republic they advocate.
Speaking of centralization, does Alvin have a lot of power?
Well maybe it was big, but in reality Alwyn didn't exercise that privilege much.
She is the king and her word is final. In theory, she can do whatever she wants. She can appoint all district heads with a piece of paper, lock up and slice up Aisuen Hitzfell, and squeeze the tree people out of the core circle to monopolize power.
But she really couldn't do that, because it was obvious that once she started this, she would lose all trust in an instant.
In Hitzfeld's view, this is also a kind of check and balance. Here we have to admire the existence and role of the tree people. On the surface, they have never played an important role on the historical stage. Several times when they were asked to rescue by the tree people, they were either late or failed halfway. In the case of the Death Tree, they were even turned against by the enemy. They are really bad teammates. Except for the root network that is faster than the telegraph, they are almost useless.
But in fact their role is extremely important.
It is precisely because of the tree people and the care and assistance of several generations of tree rings, we can even say that with their checks and balances, the tree of royal power - whether it is the sacred oak or the poplar, has not grown crooked after so many generations.
This is already a very mature and stable power relationship. In today's world where people are just trying to survive and in modern times when we need more time to recuperate, maintaining this relationship is far more suitable for our national conditions than launching a reform.
After briefly discussing the key points here with Xia Yibing, Hitzfeld was pleased to hear her say, "Oh, I actually thought so too."
There is indeed a possibility, a very small possibility, that Xia, who is actually more radical in character, would tend to agree with this theory.
She had been worried before, so she was very happy to hear the woman say this.
"You look down on me too much."
Xia Yibing stood up, hugged the girl, and kissed her on the cheek.
"Sharing power? If I had been fooled by such a lie, I would not have agreed to come back. I would have just stayed in Aisha to develop my career."
After all, she actually has a hidden identity called "Lord Elsa". The Imaar family's foundation for many years is left there, and the old man is also left there. She can take Hitzfeld there as the Lord of Peace, and from then on the two continents will be divided into two powers.
"How's the dismemberment case going?" Hitzfeld didn't resist her, and hugged the woman's waist tightly, sniffing the faint scent of sweat emanating from her clothes. "It's been a few days since the investigation began, no progress?"
"Amura..." Xia Yibing was silent. "I can only say that after you raised the possibility that he had faked his death, we re-investigated the wreckage."
"result?"
"It cannot be confirmed." Xia Yibing smiled bitterly. "I told you your theory, and everyone looked at me in surprise... It felt pretty good. It would be perfect if it could be confirmed on the spot."
"That means it is currently impossible to prove that the wreckage is fake."
"Correct."
"Charlie (the skinny man in the corner tower) can't recognize it either?"
"He's almost frightened out of his wits. I think he might have a mental problem. I've already applied for him to be treated for the disease."
After talking about the case for a while, Hitzfeld made a suggestion: "I recommend that you start with Alfred."
"Hmm?" The woman was stunned. "What do you mean?"
Alfred?
The old crow is already dead, why are we still starting with him?
Are we going to use his body?
"His home." The girl emphasized, "That house."
"Didn't you notice the most obvious anomaly? Alfred died too peacefully."
"I did not understand."
"I mean... he died in the study."
"Correct."
"The furniture and decorations outside the study are intact."
"Correct."
"There were no footprints on the ground, which means the murderer - if there was a murderer, that is, he was murdered - that person did not climb over the wall, because Alfred was planting plants in the yard, and it rained a lot in autumn, so the gravel roadside was all wet mud."
"You mean to say that the murderer came in through the front door... There were no signs of a struggle in the study."
"That's what I meant."
"But isn't this natural?" Xia Yibing was completely confused.
"They know each other, Alfred... According to the current information, he has been secretly funding these people, so they must know each other... And they must have seen each other before. Of course, he can come in through the main entrance."
In this case, it would be possible for the murderer to suddenly pull out a gun and kill someone, or for Alfred to commit suicide because he knew he had caused terrible consequences, and there would definitely be no signs of a fight at the scene.
"Isn't it that the biggest obstacle in front of you is not being able to find Amura?"
Hitzfeld gave a smile that could be described as cunning.
"What if I say this problem is easy to solve, and I can even get him to come to you on his own initiative?"
Xia Yibing instinctively wanted to say, "Are you kidding me?" After all, how could it be possible for an invisible man, who had successfully faked his death, to give up his greatest advantage and then jump out?
"It's possible." The girl shook her head, "Just give him a reason he can't refuse."
This time, without waiting for Xia Yibing to say anything, she continued to explain: "The scene was too clean. In addition to proving that they knew each other, it also proves one thing, that is, the other party did not search the entire house carefully before leaving."
"Ai Suen." Xia Yibing reminded her, "We currently have no evidence to prove that there really is such a murderer."
She was referring to Alfred's killer.
All intelligence currently points to suicide.
"Let's assume that Amara is faking his death, then everything is under his control." Hitzfeld snorted, "Think about it... We suddenly received the news that he committed suicide."
"Correct."
"This suddenness is too uncontrollable. If I were Amara, I couldn't bet on when Alfred would commit suicide and when we would be pushed to a crossroads. How would he welcome his own stage then?"
"You mean." Xia Yibing's face darkened, "Alfred is really likely to have been pulled by Amura..."
"I'm just assuming."
Hitzfeld didn't say anything final.
"The verification method is also very simple... He didn't search the house, but that doesn't necessarily mean he didn't want to search it. I think it's probably because he didn't have enough time. After all, it's quite far from the intersection. He had to hurry to the post office to set up and deliberately leave clues for us. He also had to rush back overnight to prepare for the daytime performance. In addition, Alfred didn't actually live alone, so the noise of his death would soon be discovered... He had no choice but to flee quickly."
"So..." Xia Yibing whispered, "What you said... the condition he can't refuse is..."
"Pretend you found evidence in that house."
Hitzfeld affirmed.
"Enough evidence to prove who he is and what he did."
"Even if you don't actually have one—it doesn't matter."
"As long as he believes you have it, he will jump out on his own."
Chapter 72 Another Pair of Close Friends (Two in One)
After all, Xia Yibing still had official business to attend to, so the two of them leaned against each other for a while before separating.
Hitzfeld planned to go back to Puslint to inquire about the Bai Mu tree, while Xia Yibing stayed to take care of the scene and mobilize the coroner or something to drag the person away.
Then, she planned to try the trick taught by Hitzfeld.
Anyway, I have no idea for the time being, so I might as well give it a try... There's no loss if I fail, who wouldn't want to do this kind of business with no investment?
A few dozen minutes later, Hitzfeld returned home in a Shadow Lion agent's car. He rarely took a shower, so he threw himself on the bed.
A little tired... Not that it was too mentally draining, but as she had said many times, she didn't really like getting involved in politics.
So will this time you encounter different philosophies and different ideas like you did in Bartlett?
She felt that no matter what the mastermind behind the scenes was thinking, whether he was instigating a conspiracy or sincerely thought that it would be better to govern the country in a different way...she was tired of this kind of ideological struggle and had almost no patience to persuade anyone.
In Bartlett, she still had the energy to persuade Dai Lin and argue with Dai Lin about some things. If she really encountered the mastermind this time, she might kill him with a shot.
She knew that someone was still awake, so she expressed similar worries to her, and received great praise from Ms. Yusilian.
"That's how it should be, dear!" The hairpin transformed into a blood crystal crow again and jumped out from behind her head. "You are also a person with power now. How can you always think from the perspective of others?"
"We have different goals," Hitzfeld said calmly. "I am essentially a detective. The purpose of empathy is to experience the murderer's state of mind. This simulation allows me to look at the clues from another perspective, which helps speed up the case."
"What's the point of solving a case? You have basically finished studying the first volume of ancient history. You already know that in ancient times, there was such a magnificent power in the hands of humans. Clues? What can such things prove?"
"It can prove justice." Hitzfeld corrected her. "I know... your power is very strong. The goddess can even simulate a real sun and mobilize that energy to supply the kingdom of God, but I don't think that strength, that is, pure violence, can solve the problem."
"Then justice can do it?" Ms. Yusilian was very unconvinced. "Then let's take this case as an example... I have watched most of the process and know the focus of your investigation now. Now the problem obviously lies with that 'light of salvation'. They are planning to rebel and launch a so-called 'revolution'."
"That's it."
"It's meaningless." Blood Crystal Crow shook his head, "This is meaningless!... What can they do? I mean... 'justice'? Let me assume that this group of people really used some means to bewitch everyone - those people -"
"That's impossible." Hitzfeld retorted on the spot, "We control all newspapers and media, as well as radio signals. They don't have the channels, and they don't have the time to lay the groundwork for this."
Mistakes like the newspaper war, since Sarah won that time with her help and at the expense of some people, will never be repeated this time.
"So I said it was a hypothesis - just listen to me!"
The little crow slapped her with its wings in anger and continued, "Suppose everyone else is bewitched and starts to attack the royal family crazily without caring about life and death... What would you do at this time?"
"I..." Hitzfeld wanted to say that this situation couldn't happen.
There are so many people in Sara. The population of Xinze Parish alone is more than three million. The capital is only slightly larger than that. Although - she meant although, these people are still too sparsely distributed in the vast land of Sara, compared to the so-called foreign countries, this place is really a paradise.
What about so many people, hundreds of millions of them, when they are blinded and attack the defense line at the same time, what should we do?
It was a hypothesis, but Hitzfeld felt as if he were stumped.
The most correct answer is that whoever crosses the line will die. If one comes, kill one. If two come, kill both. But at this time, her perspective and position are with the ruler of the country, that is, Alvin. Those who come over are all the people, and they are Sarah's hope for growth.
But she didn't want to answer like that... She still felt that this assumption was a bit too extreme, just like she could also assume that "all the gray fog evil gods have descended", isn't this unsolvable?
"I think as long as justice exists, this kind of thing won't happen." After thinking for a long time, she couldn't help but refute, "I know what you want to say, mentor... It's nothing more than that this is a world with extraordinary power. Such chaos is not worth mentioning to those who hold power. As long as you are ruthless, you can easily solve it. If you follow justice at this time, that is, believe in the so-called human nature, it will definitely cause tragic sacrifices, which is even unreasonable and unnecessary..."
"You really understand~" The little crow flapped its wings and flew to her, with its claws resting on her forehead. "If you think pure power can't solve the problem, then I'll give you another ending."
Her next words made Hitzfeld's breath hitch: "The ending of killing everyone."
"..." After a moment of silence, Hitzfeld spoke tentatively: "But..."
"But if this happens, civilization will perish?" The Blood Crystal Crow took the initiative to help her say it. "Then you are worrying too much, little Annie. Don't you see what the tree people are doing? Do you think their mission is to assist and protect the human royal family? Don't be silly, okay -"
"The mission of the Tree People is actually to preserve the last seed." She lowered her head and stared at the girl's left eye, and said to her word by word, "The seed of civilization, the seed of bloodline."
"As long as they are not 'poisoned' or 'contaminated', we can collect these 'seeds' and quietly cultivate them. Let's assume that this is civilization and the spark of the country - then what does it matter if everyone else outside dies or not?"
"Kill them all, and the trouble will be solved. Then within a few hundred years, a new tribe will multiply on this land. You can teach them according to your wishes, and they will trust you from the bottom of their hearts and regard you as a god."
