Chapter 628 You are still your sister
"Can a person be a slave voluntarily?" Meliati sat by the warm fire, shaking the Pravda to a crisp. "Does he actually want those civilians to participate in this topic?"
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While Silvis was chatting with Herman, Catherine also came to Meliati's room.
This is the day after the financial meeting. After attending the simple banquet tomorrow night, Meliati and others will leave the Holy Arms Court at the latest the day after tomorrow.
The schedule these days is very full, and Catherine finally found an opportunity to interview Meliati.
She had to know what Meliya was thinking.
After expelling all the maids in the room, Catherine turned on the stove with a poker and chatted about the topic: "This should be the first time that Pravda allows outsiders to publish articles, right?"
Although Pravda is aimed at the general public, it still has a strong official flavor. Articles are usually written and published by internal staff or even Horn himself.
In order not to reveal their identity and avoid suspicion, these monks will use pseudonyms.
In other words, in the eyes of most people, including Meliati, only "big names" or "officials" can publish articles in this newspaper.
But now, Horn is actually soliciting submissions from the public, which is new.
"Pravda, Pravda, should be a newspaper written by people who hold the truth. If anyone can publish an article, wouldn't it mean that they can disrupt national affairs at will?"
Throwing the newspaper aside, Meliati dragged the chair to the round pine table and poured the bubbling ginger syrup into a white porcelain cup.
Ignoring the scalding sugar water, she drank half a cup before spitting out a mouthful of white steam: "It's enough to deal with those nobles, now do we have to deal with commoners?"
If it were someone else, in front of Meliati at this moment, I am afraid that he would be submissive and dare not speak.
But Catherine was different. She simply rolled her eyes: "The constitution you drafted yourself must of course allow the civilians to speak. The citizens are also your subjects."
As a representative of citizens and businessmen, Meliati's words were too harsh in her ears.
"Of course the spirit of the Constitution must be respected, but the implementation details can be discussed a little." Meliaty stroked her iron fist, "Look at what happened in Mason Parish, the gangsters cannot be trusted."
"Aren't you just slapping yourself in the face again?"
Meliati's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled: "When did I slap myself in the face?"
Catherine wanted to drink sugar ginger water like Meliati, but she was so hot that she couldn't help but stick out her tongue: "Ha! Ha! It's so hot. Didn't you say that the country only allows one voice? Now there are still two Sound? ”
Crunching cheese cookies in her mouth, Meliati said nonchalantly: "After defeating Prince Condai, everyone was cheering for victory.
When everyone longs for unity in the Qianhe River Valley and everyone longs for peace, do I want a civil war? ”
"Don't you realize the danger?" Catherine looked at her face, "Based on the current situation, after the war with Leia, regardless of victory or defeat, we will probably start a war within ourselves."
"It's very simple. Horn and I just need to get married. When the time comes, the Salvation Army will join my Holy Monarchy as a faction. Although they are two people, they will make one voice."
"Are you crazy?" Catherine tried her best but still couldn't hold back. "Why do you think you will let Horn give in? Don't forget that there is Jeanne."
"I don't mind, she can join." Meliati has always been indifferent, "You can come too."
It can even be said that she welcomes witches to join this big family.
After all, she alone may not be able to give birth to enough children, and it is best for her royal family to monopolize the supreme extraordinary power.
Anyone who has been in the breeding industry knows that one breeding sire is enough.
"Me? I'll join...you. Holy Lord is above me. He's from the Holy Path. Do you think he will obey you?" Catherine, who blushed deeply, once again felt that Meliyati was unreasonable, "Rely on The sister in your body can make him indulge in gentleness?”
The main reason why others can't recognize Meliaty as Carrie is that no one has seen Meliaty's face.
But Catherine had seen it, so when she asked Sissi, she immediately locked on the mysterious witch Carrie and locked it on Meliyati.
Meliaty knew she couldn't hide it from her, so she didn't hide it at all. "The Holy Path Sect is just a little hobby of his." Meliati replied calmly without changing her expression. "As for winning him over through this, it is difficult, but it can reduce his level of resistance."
"Are you so confident that you can suppress this holy grandson who almost single-handedly defeated Prince Condai?" Putting down the white porcelain cup, Catherine stared at Meliati with dissatisfaction.
Meliati lowered her eyebrows and looked at her iron fist: "Yes."
Meliati has this confidence because she has strong breathing skills and military talents. In politics, she can directly see people's hearts on a spiritual level, and in legal terms, her prestige is even higher.
Even out of rational considerations, she felt that she should be a monarch. Although Horn was not bad, he was too soft-hearted for a monarch.
"Taking a step back, even if I didn't control it, even if I was defeated, it means I'm not strong enough and I deserve to be killed." Meliati shrugged.
"You mean, you were acting on His Majesty Horn?"
"Are you a child like Jeana? For people like us, is there any difference between true and false?" Meliati tapped her temple, "Think about it with your head, we are not the same person."< br>
In Meliaty's view, only the elite can govern the country, and the only elite in Qianhe Valley who can be recognized by her is Horn.
Because they are irreplaceable.
This has nothing to do with the little relationship she and her sister had accumulated with Horn when they were in trouble, not at all, not at all.
"I only care about interests." Meliati said calmly.
As the only person who can mass-produce alchemists, Horn's value as the only male witch in the entire world is definitely more than that of Langsander County.
If you sell your lust and feelings, you can firmly hold on to this heavyweight, and Meliaty doesn't mind paying a little.
Besides, she doesn’t have to do this kind of thing herself, just let her sister go, right?
Sitting opposite Meliyati, Catherine looked at Meliyati's cold and cruel face and was speechless for a moment.
But in the white mist of the bubbling sugar-ginger water, Catherine suddenly seemed to think of something and actually laughed.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I'm wondering, is the person that Horn wants to be intimate with, is it you or your sister?"
Meliati's expression visibly stiffened.
As if she had been provoked, her expression became serious for the first time, and she said decisively: "Are you trying to sow discord between me and His Majesty Horn?"
"Your mind reading cannot read your own mind." Catherine still had a faint smile on her face.
Meliati's eyes suddenly widened: "I have a clear conscience in my heart and my actions, and everything I do is for the country!"
Catherine smiled noncommittally: "Until now, you look a bit like the Meliaty I know."
"What do you mean?" Meliati's face had an inexplicable look of anger.
Without any answer, Catherine walked straight out the door.
Meliyati didn't stop her, she just pursed her lips tightly and watched her leaving back. When she was about to disappear behind the door, she said, "Wait a minute..."
"What?" With her back to Meliati, Catherine stopped.
"Remember to close the door." Meliyati turned around and took an elegant sip of the hot sugar ginger water, while there was a loud banging of the door behind her.
The door to Meliati's room was slammed shut, and Catherine took several deep breaths at the door.
Looking at the bright but cold morning light outside, she hesitated for a moment and then walked towards Horn's study.
(End of chapter)