Episode 71 Directorate Government – Guardians of the Revolution (3)
“His Excellency the Count, the 3rd guard post has been suppressed!”
Christine Daquiten, who received the report, drew an
I never let my guard down.
Nevertheless, once prepared for conflict, Raphael Balian and the Northern Army’s movements were like lightning.
The Northern Army, which was calmly stationed at its garrison as if it would not take any action, quickly moved throughout the city and simultaneously entered the Southern Army’s stronghold by surprise, suppressing them and disarming them.
During the brief time gap between the report being delivered to Christine, all but the troops of the Southern Army headquarters, including Lord Gaston, were attacked.
Christine bit her lip quietly.
Should we have declared the Northern Army an enemy and prepared to respond?
Or, if that were the case, there was concern that Balian would make the southern army the first mover and that it would escalate into a civil war.
However, as a result, all of Christine’s cards were used up before she had time to respond, and there was nothing more she could do as a commander in such a situation.
She bought enough time, but in the end, the result of dealing with the author alone was her defeat.
Christine slowly stood up and walked out of the office.
“Your Excellency the Count.”
“Please tell the saint that it is time to end the performance.”
“ancient!”
As Christine walked down the hallway, she briefly looked through the window toward the National Assembly in the distance.
The convening of the National Assembly has been delivered. However, even if she were to attend the National Assembly now, she would easily become Balian’s hostage.
Her role now is to head to the Southern Army Headquarters with Eris, guard it, and hope that the National Assembly will hold out well.
* * *
In front of the National Assembly.
The guards guarding the National Assembly watched with nervous eyes as the majestic procession of the Northern Army marched through the central city of Lumiere.
The guards saluted Balian, who was at their head, and then opened their mouths.
“Your Excellency Commander Bar Balian. “What’s going on with the National Assembly?”
Balian answered with a humane smile, but the words that came out of his mouth were not that pleasant.
“Oh, thank you for your hard work! “I have come to report the fraudulent election held in the National Assembly against the will of the people and the suspicion of internal affairs with Abyss Corporation.”
“Huh…”
The guards swallowed dry saliva. They also have eyes and ears.
The words that came out were words, but Balian, who had an army behind him, was not stupid enough to not know that what he was doing was a coup d’état.
“I apologize, Commander Balian. First, let the Council know the purpose of His Excellency Commander Balian’s visit and give permission-”
Balian opened his mouth with a friendly smile on his face.
“Look here, guard. Would you have understood this? “Don’t waste time and open the way.”
“I’m sorry, Commander Balian. “Our job is to protect this House.”
“Hmm really? “Everyone ready to fire.”
As Balian commanded behind him, the Northern Army soldiers were a little embarrassed this time.
“Your Excellency Commander Four!”
While the guards were shocked and astonished, Balian furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at his subordinates.
“The Franconian Republic, which we fought hard to protect and shed blood, is in danger. Soldiers! “Do you believe in the National Assembly, which brought you only empty talk and confusion, and not me, who gave you victory?”
The northern army’s soldiers flinched. None of them would think so.
“Can I trust you!”
“Ready to fire!”
When his henchman Jerome Morel shouted again in accordance with Balian’s shout, the soldiers simultaneously raised their muskets and aimed them at the guards.
“Wow, Commander!”
“Say it again. Guard, open the way. “The fault was not made by you, who are innocent, but by the corrupt National Assembly.”
The trembling guards eventually opened the door and got out of the way at Balian’s words, which seemed to relieve them of responsibility.
“Thank you for your cooperation.”
Balian smiled and confidently entered the National Assembly accompanied by his guards.
The National Assembly, which had been noisy due to the incident that was taking place in Lumiere city that day, became quiet for a moment with the appearance of Balian.
With all the lawmakers’ eyes focused on him, Balian took off his hat and bowed politely.
“Hello, respected members of the National Assembly, this is Raphael Balian, Commander of the Northern Army.”
Even the Revolutionary Party and the Liberal Party, which were favorable to him as the commander of the Northern Army, did not welcome Balian, who entered the National Assembly on his own, as they had heard of the chaos in the city.
Instead, the Central Party president, Count Anjou, who had an overtly hostile gaze, questioned him.
“Commander Balian. “The National Assembly has never requested your presence. What kind of rude visit is this?”
Balian smiled and opened his mouth.
“Because as a proud defender of the republic, I knew that there was injustice that could not be tolerated.”
“An injustice that cannot be tolerated?”
“What do you mean, Commander Balian?”
“Do not forget that this is the people’s parliament! “We were discussing what you did in Lumière today!”
Balian tilted his head and looked at the seats where the Central Party members were sitting.
As expected, Christine Daquiten’s seat is empty.
I guess she’s stupid enough to push herself that far and come back on her own feet and get caught.
“I cannot help but feel saddened by the fact that although a rigged election was held in the National Assembly against the will of the people, the National Assembly covered it up and moved on.”
No sooner had Balian finished speaking than Maximilien Isidor opened his mouth in a cold tone.
“Do you also object to the results of the vote of the National Assembly, which has delegated authority to the people?”
“If, despite clear suspicions, you do not explain them and push ahead in the name of democracy, is that any different from a dictatorship carried out in the name of democracy?”
A stir spread through the National Assembly, and Maximilien Isidore furrowed his brow.
“How dare you insult the National Assembly itself?”
Instead of replying further to Isidor’s words, Balian said something else.
“The respected Bishop Richelieu also prepared a meeting to report this situation, but he suddenly fell into a coma. But it was very elaborate.”
Balian turned his gaze to Christine Daquiten’s seat, and the eyes of the lawmakers naturally followed.
“I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, but it is said that the symptoms are similar to the symptoms that the previous Count of Aquitaine had before his death. … Her father, the current Countess of Aquitaine, had the misfortune to lose to the Abyss Corporation.”
There is no evidence. From the beginning, Christine confiscated and used Halfas’s remaining belongings, so she did not buy them from Abyss Corporation.
In fact, even Balian, who didn’t know that, had no idea that he would be able to find evidence. But suspicions will definitely arise and that is enough for him.
“As you may know, dealing with demons of the Abyss Corporation is a serious crime within the Republic. “Maybe it was because I knew about him, but he happened to be absent from the council meeting.”
“This is a ridiculous conspiracy! “Wasn’t Bishop Richelieu an old man who wouldn’t be surprised if he died at any time?”
“Is there any guarantee that Bishop Richelieu got into an accident while trying to agree with you in the first place?”
“No, but after listening to Commander Balian, there are a few strange things.”
“Count of Aquitaine, I was reluctant about that woman from the beginning.”
“Why would a woman who usually shows up well in parliament suddenly not participate? “There is something that stings!”
The Central Party was incensed, but lawmakers from other parties, who secretly did not like Christine, thought it was time to quickly ask about the topic.
Balian suppressed the feeling of wanting to sneer.
Those who are swayed by plausible words that only contain a little truth mixed in with most of these lies are the reality of the famous National Assembly.
Is there anything worth protecting in this clumsy system?
It would be better if someone like him led these foolish people to a much better path.
“Respected members of the National Assembly, As a defender of the Republic, I, Raphael Balian, have protected this country more than anyone else. “Even though the National Assembly harbored such suspicions, it is now lost in confusion.”
Balian glanced at Christine’s empty seat and at Maximilien Isidor, who was standing with a stiff face, and added:
“I would like to propose temporarily disbanding the National Assembly, which has been led by an unreliable few, and promulgating a new constitution to elect a new, more trustworthy government by popular vote.”
A more efficient and greater government that he will lead as president.
There was a moment of silence in the National Assembly.
However, when the silence passed, the reaction of the National Assembly members was different from his expectations.
“Nonsense!”
“How is this different from treason in the name of patriotism?”
“Commander Balian, I have been looking at you wrong all this time!”
Balian was taken aback by the outpouring of anger and slander.
He was planning to drive out those who opposed him as corrupt members of the existing council and condone them, or to appease and co-opt those who supported him, but the entire council is venting their anger and burning their hostility towards him.
“Let’s bring out that traitor to the republic!”
As some of the council members jumped out of their seats and rushed towards him with shouts, Balian also clicked his tongue and shouted.
“Morel!”
As soon as he heard Balian’s cry, Jerome Morel, who had been waiting outside with his soldiers, rushed in.
“What are you doing, coming into the National Assembly with a weapon?”
When the lawmaker who was holding Balian’s collar fell down after being struck by the butt of the gun, the other lawmakers also retreated in horror.
“You’re crazy, you’re crazy!”
“This is a coup!”
Balian smoothed his disheveled collar and spat.
I didn’t want it to be this messed up, but it ended up like this.
Even so, the name of Raphael Balian, the hero of the Republic, still lives on, and the National Assembly is powerless in front of him who holds military power.
In the end, after overthrowing him by force and establishing a new government, the Marquis de Lafayette will try to compromise within a reasonable range rather than start a civil war again and force his country into destruction.
The moment Balian thought that, a loud cry rang out through the council.
“Loyal soldiers of the Franconian Republic! Open your eyes and look at this situation! Is what the author is doing now protecting the republic? Or is it just pointing the gun at the Republic?”
At the sound of Maximilien Isidor, standing in the middle of the parliament, crying out with blood in his throat, the soldiers who had no idea what to say but had believed in the hero Raphael Balian and followed his orders widened their eyes.
Raphael Balian cursed under his breath and immediately retorted.
“Do not listen to that petty sophistry! “The author is the main culprit of all the blood shed in the name of the National Assembly and the one who took the lead in burying all injustice under the guise of democracy!”
“Believe only what you see with your own eyes! Is anyone in this House now taking up arms? “Who is the one who is threatening to use weapons to intimidate lawmakers who do not even have weapons?”
As confusion spread among the soldiers and even his faithful friend Jérôme Morel looked as if he did not know what to do, Balian also shouted urgently.
“Gentlemen! I command you in the name of Raphael Balian, Commander of the Northern Army! “Bring out the authors who have been doing injustice by selling the people’s name!”
“You are soldiers of the Republic before you are soldiers of the North! freedom! Equality! philanthropy! Isn’t this the value you wanted to protect? “The loyalty you risked your lives for is not for those who turn their guns on the country!”
The soldiers are hesitant despite the orders given by the hero of the republic.
“Don’t be fooled by fancy words! “The author is nothing more than a murderer who sent as many people to the guillotine as the corrupt people of the old regime!”
As soon as Balian gritted his teeth and shouted, Maximilien Isidor spoke.
“That’s right! Much blood was shed in the name of Maximilien Isidore and the National Assembly. I am clearly responsible for the mistakes made in the name of democracy. But that’s why! I must fulfill that responsibility until the end! Following the will of the people in this very people’s parliament! “For the people!”
What came out of Isidor’s throat were not just words.
“If I am judged someday, it will be by the hands of the people, in a court established by the people! “Never by a soldier committing treason in the name of patriotism!”
Rather, it was closer to the confession of vomiting blood.
“Soldiers! Before you are soldiers, you are citizens of Francia! Why are you pointing your guns at the people’s parliament! “Do you understand the meaning behind your actions?”
“An incompetent hypocrite who has brought about chaos in the republic by promoting damned plausible ideals! Morel! “Shut the author up right now and get him out!”
Even as Jérôme Morel, startled by Balian’s shout, approached him, Isidore shouted, holding his seat firmly with both hands.
“People of France, remember the spirit of the revolution! This is a treason against the French people, against the republic, against the spirit of the revolution! Now you are looking at a dictator trying to hijack the revolution and overthrow the representative body of the people!”
“Mr. Geez! a little!”
Even though Jerome Morel, a well-built cavalry general, tried to pull him out, Isidor stubbornly held on and raised blood in his neck, wondering where his small body had such strength.
“Do not give up! Resist! Stand up against violence without justification or justice! Resolutely reject those who are trying to take away the victory of the revolution won with so much blood! “I will resist them until my last breath!”
“Oh fuck. Then I just need to run out of breath.”
A gunshot rang out.
Isidor’s body stumbled and blood flowed from his chest, as the startled Jerome Morel missed it.
“…Protect the revolution.”
Isidore stumbled and muttered before slowly falling down.
“Wow, President!”
“Izidor!”
“Stop the bleeding! hurry!”
Balian looked at his smoking pistol with shaky eyes and bit his lip.
I did this without realizing it because I was so angry.
He was verbally pushed by that insignificant person and resorted to violence?
No, it can’t be like that.
he is a hero
A hero prepared to lead this foolish and pathetic republic onto a greater path!
He made a reasonable decision because listening to the talkative man’s nonsense would only lower the soldiers’ morale.
That’s all.
In a council engulfed in chaos, Balian, who was holding a pistol and breathing heavily, cried out fiercely.
“Is there anyone who wants to go through the same thing?”
No one answered.
However, no one in the National Assembly tried to leave the assembly on their own and held on tightly to their seats.
Both the lawmakers and the northern troops were in shock and were only looking at Isidor, who had collapsed.
Balian felt seething anger.
Those who only spoke the truth but instead of helping this country that was in danger of destruction were incompetent, contradictory idiots!
Under his rule, this country can become much greater, but you continue to sabotage his work until the very end by talking about empty ideals?
“Everything-”
“Your Excellency Commander!”
Just as Balian was about to speak, Nicola Ne came running in in a huff.
“Your general, what happened-”
“The Confederate strongholds have been taken by surprise! “Many of our troops guarding their strongholds have already been disarmed!”
“what?”
Did you copy exactly what he did? Even if the Count of Aquitaine were to wield command, the only thing that would work was for the southern army, where only about half of the troops remained.
Entering a base by surprise and disarming it by stamping it with rank and command is not something the Count of Aquitaine, who is not a military commander, can imitate.
It’s not a civil war, and it’s a means of relying on class that works because neither side defines the other as a clear enemy, but how?
“This is the Marquis de Lafayette! He is back in the capital and leading the Confederate army!”
marquis? he? You broke the diplomatic ties that risked your political life to pass and returned to the capital?
Before Balian could even organize his thoughts, a shout amplified by magic rang out from outside the council.
[Pierre de Lafayette, Commander-in-Chief of the Confederate Army, speaks! The illegal occupation of the National Assembly being committed by Northern Army Commander Raphael Balian is a clear treason against the Franconian Republic! Those who do not cooperate with his rebellion must surrender immediately! Those who do not surrender will be considered traitors!]
