Master of Thermodynamics

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

"Second Lieutenant, there is a wooden boat behind, following us..." the sailor said loudly.

"Oh, let me see." Lieutenant Fabian was taken aback, and immediately raised his binoculars.

In the light circle, he saw a silver-haired old man wearing a housekeeper's gown, sitting on the wooden boat with his chest tightly closed, and a big man dressed as a servant on the front and back of the old man, swaying vigorously and trying to catch up with the magic boat.

The three of them had neat clothes and a good complexion, and they obviously had no worries about food and clothing.

Most of the refugees rescued by the crowd are dressed in ragged clothes and face dishes. Many are too hungry to walk, and there are many dying ill. The contrast between the two is extremely sharp.

At this moment, Lieutenant Fabian suddenly heard a crazy voice:

Kill them!

As a soldier from the bottom of society, Lieutenant Fabian felt the same for the victims, and hated the noble servants who were accustomed to serving as tigers and squeezing civilians.

After joining Hai Chao Ling and becoming a soldier, he received general education in the uniform of the army, followed the army to run around, his horizons widened, and he gradually had his own thinking about many social phenomena.

He felt more and more that the culprit was the nobles, the reason why the common people lived so hard.

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

This trend of thought believes that:

The aristocracy of the old world used cruel squeezing methods to grab most of the resources for personal consumption, leaving the general civilian class in a state of starvation at all times.

The aristocratic class is an obstacle to social change. They are unwilling to give a little benefit to the civilian class, and they are more unwilling to promote the progress of productivity.

They just want to use the resources they occupy, plunder the fruits of the civilians' labor, and oppress the civilians for generations.

Anyway, noble, **** it!

Therefore, we must use the strongest means to break this cannibalistic old world and clean up the old aristocracy.

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

Especially after seeing the tragedy of Hilton Town with his own eyes, Lieutenant Fabian has an increasingly urgency to change the status quo, and an increasingly sacred sense of mission.

The other soldiers on the magic boat looked at the noble butler's eyes and were extremely unfriendly.

Igos clearly felt a disturbing breath on Lieutenant Andras, and noticed that the lieutenant's right hand was holding the pistol on his belt, and he asked strangely:

"Lieutenant, are you going to shoot them?"

"No, you are wrong." The lieutenant put down his right hand and replied faintly.

After a pause, he asked intentionally or unintentionally:

"So, do you think they deserve to die?"

"Of course **** it!" Iggos nodded heavily, "If Viscount Hilton is willing to imitate the Tide Lord and Lord Lord and treat civilians well, Hilton Town will definitely not be as miserable as it is now."

"Yes..." the lieutenant whispered, with undisguised hatred in his eyes.

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

"Warning shot!" He issued an order.

"Yes!"

The sailors excitedly held up the burst of air rifles and pulled the trigger toward the water in front of the wooden boat.

"His...His..."

The scream tore the void, and raindrops of bullets hit the surface of the water.

"Wow...wow..."

A large wave of waves splashed high, and a curtain of water rose up in front of the wooden boat. The butler and servant were so frightened that they screamed, hurriedly fell over the bow, shook the scull madly, and fled for their lives in a panic.

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

Lieutenant Fabian looked at their backs and sighed regretfully.

Although he wanted to order the enemy to be killed, the military law clearly stipulates that the murderer will die!

If there is no military order, those who do their own things will be killed without mercy!

...

However, Lieutenant Fabian’s actions did not deter the nobles.

Half an hour later, Viscount Hilton went out in person and rode a small canoe to the city wall.

The viscount was quite courageous. When the canoe was rowing towards the city wall, he saw the indifferent face of the Hai Chao leader's soldier, and a black hole pointed his muzzle at him. This guy had a calm face and ordered his servant to continue rowing.

"Dear sirs, welcome to Hilton Town." Viscount Hilton first shouted with a smile, then a trace of apology appeared on his face, "I'm very sorry, my territory has suffered an irresistible natural disaster... so Please forgive me, I cannot entertain you..."

While talking, he sneaked a glance at the corpse hanging on the city wall, his face was very well maintained, slightly discolored.

Gonzalez squinted at the Viscount, and responded blankly:

"Mr. Viscount, we are only ordered to come to rescue the victims. After completing the mission, we will evacuate and return to Tututat City, without your hospitality."

This sentence was extremely rude, and there was even a suspicion of slapping face to face.

However, the Viscount still had a lovely smile, and only the closest person could detect it, and there was a deep shadow in his eyes.

"Mr. Officer, thank you for your consideration." The Viscount asked again, "May I have this honour, do I know your name?"

The viscount's posture is very low, making people want to make trouble but can't find an excuse.

"I'm the captain of the sea tide, the extraordinary water system, Gonzalez Kurt." Gonzalez said lightly.

"Oh, Lord Gonzalez, I am glad to meet you." The Viscount pointed at the panic-faced refugee, and said his true intentions. "Thank you very much for your rescue to Hilton, but I want to know that you plan to Where are they taking?"

"Tututat City," Gonzalez said, "Mr. Viscount, do you have any questions?"

"Of course." The Viscount smiled with the most standard of aristocratic etiquette, "Can you tell me, when the flood subsides, when can you send them back?"

Gonzalez stared at the Viscount coldly, and a touch of sarcasm flashed across his mouth:

"Are you joking? Their home has been destroyed by the flood, and it is impossible to return..."

"No, no, no, I think you should know that they are the leaders of the Hilton." The Viscount's voice was filled with great surprise and suppressed indignation. "If this is the case, I am afraid I can't allow you to take them away. ."

"Everyone knows that any leader of a nobleman belongs to both the realm and the nobleman... Your behavior is simply to openly plunder the property of a noble nobleman..."

"Property?" Gonzalez laughed suddenly. "The great Lord Speaker once delivered an important speech called "Innate Human Rights" in The Hague, which clearly pointed out that no one can rely on power or violence. Enslave another person."

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

Gonzalez turned his head suddenly and shouted at the refugees:

"Tell me, would you like to stay here, or go to Tututat and become the leader of the Haichao Nation?"

The Viscount's face suddenly became ugly, he stared at the refugees with fierce eyes, threatening them not to talk nonsense.

But his approach has had the opposite effect.

A young refugee clenched his fists and opened his mouth first:

"I want to follow the officer, I don't want to stay here and wait for death..."

This sentence instantly caused a blockbuster echo.

"me too……"

"I am also willing to go with the officer..."

"I've had enough here..."

The Viscount shouted angrily:

"You **** untouchables, I tell you, you can't go anywhere!"

He protested to Gonzalez again:

"Your Excellency, this is a serious violation of the traditions of the nobility. This is Chi Guoguo's robbery. I will sue you for your actions to the House of Representatives..."

"Shut up!" Gonzalez shouted sternly, and released the spiritual coercion peculiar to the transcendent, frightening the Viscount.

Then he Shi Shiran said:

"As far as I know, "Innate Human Rights" has been voted by the House of Representatives of the Republic and won the approval of the majority of parliamentarians, 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 will... This right will be protected by the Republic, and anyone who dares to prevent the free movement of civilians will be severely imposed. Punishment."

"Hey, Mr. Viscount, what do you have to do with the Speaker?"

Viscount Hilton was dumbfounded.

He wanted to say "yes" very much, but when he thought of the nobles who had been exiled one after another to the distant sea tide collar, he finally closed his mouth obediently.

It was only then that the Viscount suddenly realized that "Innate Human Rights", which was regarded as a joke by the majority of nobles, was actually a trap quietly dug up by the Speaker.

It's so insidious!

The Viscount thought angrily.