The rescue team led by Lieutenant Fabian was carrying more than 60 refugees from all over the town. On the way back to the assembly point of the city wall, a sailor suddenly found that a small wooden boat was behind him.


    "Lieutenant, there is a wooden boat following us..." Cried the sailor.


    "Oh, let me see." Lieutenant Fabian was stunned and immediately raised his telescope.


    In the aperture, he saw a silver haired old man in a housekeeper''s dress sitting on a wooden boat. There was a big man dressed as a servant at the front and back of the old man, trying to catch up with the magic boat by shaking his oar.


    Their clothes were clean and tidy, and they looked good. Obviously, they didn''t worry about food and clothing.


    Most of the refugees who were rescued by the people were ragged and dressed with vegetables on their faces. Many of them were so hungry that they couldn''t even walk. There were also many people dying of illness. The contrast between the two was very sharp.


    At this moment, a crazy voice suddenly surged up in lieutenant Fabian''s heart:


    kill them!


    As a soldier from the bottom of the society, Lieutenant Fabian sympathized with the sufferings of the victims and hated the noble servants who were used to bullying the civilians.


    After he joined the Navy and became a soldier, he received the unified general education of the army, followed the army around, and gradually had his own thinking about many social phenomena.


    He felt more and more that the main culprit for the common people''s hard life was the nobility.


    In addition, Lieutenant Fabian was greatly influenced by a trend of thought in the army.


    According to this trend of thought, the aristocracy in the old world seized most of the resources for personal enjoyment through cruel means, which made the majority of the common people in a state of hunger.


    The aristocratic class is an obstacle to social change. They are not willing to transfer any benefits to the civilian class, let alone promote the progress of productivity.


    They only want to make use of the resources they occupy, plunder the fruits of civilian labor, and oppress the civilian class for generations.


    Anyway, nobility, damn it!


    Therefore, we must use the strongest means to break the cannibalism of the old world and wipe out the old aristocracy.


    And, with the Lord as the core, build a new world.


    Especially after seeing the tragedy of Hilton town with his own eyes, Lt. Fabian had a sense of urgency to change the status quo and a sense of sacred mission.


    The other soldiers on the magic boat were extremely unfriendly when they looked at the noble housekeeper.


    Igors clearly felt a disturbing smell on Lieutenant Andras, and noticed that the right hand of the lieutenant pressed the pistol on his belt. He asked strangely:


    "Lieutenant, are you going to shoot them?"


    "No, you''re wrong." The lieutenant put down his right hand and answered faintly.


    After a pause, he asked consciously or unconsciously:


    "so, do you think they should die?"


    "Of course, damn it!" Eagles nodded heavily, "if the Viscount Hilton is willing to follow the example of the tide collar and Lord, and treat the civilians kindly, Hilton town will never be so miserable as it is now."


    "Yes..." Said the lieutenant in a low voice, with an undisguised hatred in his eyes.


    On the other side, Lieutenant Fabian decided to give the other side a warning to stop him from following.


    "Warning shot!" He gave an order.


    "Yes


    The sailors excitedly picked up their rifles and pulled the trigger towards the water in front of the wooden boat.


    "Hiss Hissing... "


    Whistling tore the void, and raindrops of bullets hit the water.


    "Wow Wow... "


    The big waves splashed high, and it was like a water curtain rising in front of the wooden boat. The housekeeper and the servants were so frightened that they fell over the bow of the boat, shook up their oars, and ran for their lives.


    Seeing this scene, the sailors let out a burst of laughter.


    Lieutenant Fabian looked at their backs and sighed with regret.


    Although he wanted to order the other party to be killed, the military law clearly stipulated that indiscriminate killers would die!


    There is no amnesty for those who go their own way without military orders!


    ……


    However, the practice of lieutenant Fabian did not deter the nobles.


    Half an hour later, viscount Hilton came to the wall in a canoe.


    The Viscount was very brave. When the wooden boat rowed to the wall, he saw the soldiers of the tide leader''s face was cold, and a black gun pointed at him. This guy even ordered his servants to continue rowing with calm face.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Hilton town." Viscount Hilton first cried out with a smile, and then showed a trace of apology on his face, "I''m very sorry, my territory has suffered an irresistible natural disaster So please forgive me. I can''t entertain you... "


    As he spoke, he glanced at the corpse hanging on the wall. His well maintained face changed slightly.Gonzalez squinted at the viscount and replied with no expression:


    "Viscount, we are only ordered to come to rescue the victims. When we finish our mission, we will evacuate and return to tututat. We don''t need your hospitality."


    This sentence is very impolite, even suspected of face to face.


    However, the Viscount was still smiling, and only the closest one could perceive that there was a deep shadow in his eyes.


    "Thank you for your understanding, sir." The Viscount asked again, "may I have the pleasure of knowing your name?"


    The Viscount''s posture is very low, which makes people want to find trouble and no excuse.


    "I''m the captain of the tide leader, the water man, Gonzales coulter." Gonzalez said lightly.


    "Oh, Monsieur Gonzalez, nice to meet you." The Viscount pointed to the frightened refugees and said, "thank you very much for your help to Hilton, but I want to know where you are going to take them?"


    "Tututat." Said Gonzalez. "Do you have any questions, viscount?"


    "Of course." The Viscount showed the most standard smile in line with aristocratic etiquette. "Can you tell me when you can send them back after the flood subsides?"


    Gonzalez looked at the Viscount coldly, with a sneer passing through his mouth:


    "are you kidding? Their homes have been destroyed by the flood, and they can''t come back... "


    "No, no, no, I think you should know that they are Hilton collar people." The Viscount''s voice was filled with great surprise and suppressed indignation. "If so, I''m afraid I can''t allow you to take them away."


    "As we all know, the leader of any aristocracy belongs to both the territory and the aristocracy Your behavior is a blatant plunder of a noble nobleman''s property.... "


    "Property?" Gonzalez suddenly laughed. "The great speaker once delivered an important speech called" gifted human rights "in the Hague fort, which clearly pointed out that no one can enslave another by virtue of power or violence."


    "So, they are not your property, they have the right to choose freely!"


    Gonzalez suddenly turned his head and yelled at the refugees:


    "tell me, would you like to stay here or go to tututat and become the leader of the tide?"


    The Viscount''s face suddenly became very ugly. He looked at the refugees with fierce eyes and threatened them not to talk.


    But his approach backfired.


    A young refugee clenched his fist and took the lead in saying:


    "I''m going to follow the officer. I don''t want to stay here to die..."


    This sentence immediately triggered a lot of harmony.


    "Me too..."


    "I''d like to go with the officer, too..."


    "I''ve had enough of this..."


    The Viscount cried angrily:


    "you damned pariah, I tell you, you can''t go anywhere!"


    He also protested to Gonzalez:


    "Sir, this is a serious violation of the aristocratic tradition. This is a robbery by chiguoguo. I will sue you to the Senate for your behavior..."


    "Shut up Gonzalez snapped, and released a unique spirit of extraordinary pressure, scared the viscount.


    Then he said:


    "as far as I know," natural human rights "has been voted by the parliament of the Republic and won the approval of the overwhelming majority of members, which means that it has essentially become the law of the Republic."


    "From the day it was passed, ordinary civilians can freely go to any city in the Republic according to their own will This right will be protected by the Republic, and anyone who dares to prevent the free movement of civilians will be severely punished. "


    "Why, viscount, do you have to confront the speaker?"


    The Viscount Hilton was silly.


    He wanted to say "yes", but he closed his mouth when he thought of the aristocrats who were exiled to the distant sea tide collar one after another.


    It was not until then that the Viscount suddenly realized that the original "gifted human rights", which was regarded as a joke by the aristocracy, was actually a trap dug up by the speaker.


    How insidious!


    The Viscount thought bitterly.