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(Simulator) Chapter 119: If You Are Unworthy of Your Position, Then Step Down
🕑 Added 2024-11-12 13:55:22 +0000 UTCWhat the heck?!
Everything happened in an instant.
After receiving the message from the black tower at the simulated universe transfer station, Night was suddenly shocked.
Some people might be confused...
A speech that awakened the native Roman will blessing?
What kind of miraculous luck is this?
Is it Apollo's blessing at work again? Is it shining?
Fucm—!
It turns out that even the land itself has a will, and a simple speech can awaken the spirit of the earth.
In the past, Night could never have dreamed of something like this.
But now, thanks to Apollo’s blessing, this incredible gift had fallen from the sky!
Hiss, the Sun God, Night found himself somewhat in love with this great Lord of Light.
Of course—he simply admired its radiant power.
Could this really be the God of Light?
It must be the God of Miracles and Luck, right?
Please, let more of this good fortune continue.
'Apollo—my hero! '
There was a newfound admiration in his heart.
It turns out that God truly exists!
Bathed in divine grace, under the blessing of the Roman land’s will, his fighting power had multiplied several times, and his life force had grown vigorous.
Suddenly, his presence had become far more overwhelming.
In that moment, Night suddenly felt that he was truly invincible in this godless age.
He knew it was an illusion brought on by the sudden boost in strength.
But now, he truly was very strong—very strong.
He was so strong that he could probably ignore any threat from the Senate.
Even if he returned to the Greek universe, he would be among the top heroes.
It was a pity, though, that the source of this power was the bonus from Rome, and it would disappear once he left Roman soil.
And at this moment—
When the hostile senators in the Senate set their eyes on Night, they felt an aura as terrifying as the deep sea.
It was as if the guillotine was already at their necks, ready to fall at any moment.
The sense of danger felt as though their bodies could be torn apart at any second...
The elders who had been about to continue speaking angrily suddenly shuddered and swallowed their words.
They didn’t know what had happened, but something must have changed in that Lista Night.
The biological instinct to avoid danger caused them to stop their provocative actions.
However—it was already too late.
Due to the sudden escalation, Night lost the desire to continue speaking.
He simply wanted to push forward with the reforms and said, "I have finished what I want to say.
Then, the Civilian Assembly officially begins!"
Ohhh...
When Night spoke those final words, the soldiers and civilians, already empowered by his speech, roared with excitement.
Their determination grew even stronger, and they became resolute in their will to win at all costs.
At that moment, their roar sounded as though they had already won the final victory.
The declaration-like voice of a victor made the elders' expressions turn grim.
Then—
Night, on behalf of Tiberius, brought forward the Sempronian Law he had referenced in his speech.
When he proposed multiple laws to reform Rome in various aspects—economy, military, politics, and more—
Each law he announced made the expressions of the senators grow more unpleasant.
Finally—
When all the laws were read out that night, the common people were called to vote on whether these bills should be implemented in Rome.
"My dear senators, in Rome, everyone is free and equal, with the right to speak and vote.
I think your participation is essential at such an important moment.
I hope you will actively cast your precious votes now and set a good example for everyone.
I trust you will not disappoint the people."
"Is this why you’ve brought us here?
Lista Night, your plan will fail...
You lunatic, the Senate will never recognize the fairness or validity of this vote," the current Roman consul shouted angrily.
Many civilians in the square turned to glare at him.
What did he mean by that?
Was he implying that, as Roman commoners and citizens, they were unqualified to vote on laws that would affect them all?
"Fairness? Hahahaha, my dear consul, Rome’s original laws were made by the common people...
Even now, we’re simply exercising our rights under the Hortensian Law.
I don’t believe there is any unfairness...
Instead, you lie openly before the twelve gods and ignore our ancient and sacred laws. Aren’t you ashamed of your actions?
If you disregard Roman law, then you are unworthy of your position as Roman consul."
......
As Night responded with sharp words, the consul turned pale with anger and roared helplessly.
At the same time, countless civilians joined in, shouting things like, "He is not worthy of his position, he is not worthy!"
Some even demanded he be removed as their Roman consul.
Others called for respect for the sanctity of the law.
After all, this was the foundation of Rome, a pillar that must not be desecrated.
Finally, under the overwhelming pressure of the crowd, the senators were forced to participate in the election vote.
Even the consul who had spoken could only contain his anger and cast his vote.
Angry?
The people are angrier than you!
As pairs of murderous eyes glared at him, even the man who was Rome’s highest consul felt a hint of submission.
But some still refused to yield—
"We will never accept these absurd laws; they will only lead Rome to ruin..."
By this point, the elders no longer cared about the election results.
It was obvious that the votes of these commoners would outnumber theirs.
There were simply too many civilians present.
But the elders now had an attitude that... while they could be forced physically, their will could not be bent.
As long as they held firm, when they returned to safety and regained power, they could find a way to repeal the Hortensian Law.
Doing so would nullify the results of this election and render all laws passed today invalid.
As long as they didn’t join in the voices of support, there would be grounds to abandon it in the future.
However—
It seemed that Night had already anticipated their inner thoughts, or rather—
From the very beginning, inviting these elders to the Civilian Assembly was meant to send a signal to the outside world.
Even if it was forced, it was enough...
Because one purpose of this assembly was to make many senators in the Senate face the people and personally enact those new laws.
To be honest, never truly cared about the Senate’s opinions.
Or perhaps, now that the time was right, the elders' opinions no longer mattered, and no one cared anymore...
