Chapter 1082: Rebellion is Not a Banquet
Chapter 1082: Rebellion is Not a Banquet
Clothing?
Beti glanced down, a faint blue vein throbbing at her temple. "Hey! What I wear has nothing to do with you! This is just how I dress! And besides, is this really the time to be arguing about my outfit? You Navy guys came here because you received signals from the wicked Kingdom Army, right? Even if we're not pirates, you'll still interfere?!"
She had lost last time's debate badly—utterly crushed. The civilians she'd painstakingly rallied had their fighting spirit instantly shattered in that moment.
It wasn't that she lacked skill. The problem was that this bearded man's logic was too ruthless, his aura and brilliance completely overshadowing her abilities, dismantling their psychological defenses.
But things were different now!
There were no pirates here!
"This Kingdom's exploitation is unbearable! The King's greed knows no bounds—always collecting taxes, even when people can't afford to pay anymore! The people suffer too much! I'm here to execute justice! If this King isn't fit to rule, we'll replace him with a new one!"
As she spoke, Beti raised her flag high, the banner snapping in the wind. Behind her, the civilians roared like they'd been injected with adrenaline, raising their chests and weapons high. "Replace the King!!"
Beti lifted her chin, her expression brimming with haughty pride. Sunglasses hid her eyes, though a hint of smugness lingered in their shadow.
This time, let's see how this bearded man can possibly counter.
If the bearded man still tried suppressing them, he'd lose all legitimacy—his justice would become a joke, and she could finally shatter the mental block that had haunted her ever since meeting him.
Kas watched the crowd's noisy clamor in silence, his expression gradually darkening.
Beside him, Wilbur scoffed lightly. "Replace the King?"
"Exactly! Replace the King!"
Beti's voice turned solemn. "From among those benevolent nobles or even the civilians themselves, we'll find someone worthy to become King!"
"And then what?"
This time, it was Wilbur asking rather than Kas. "What happens next?"
"Next?"
Beti hesitated. "What do you mean 'next'? Then the civilians will finally live better lives!"
"Foolishness!!"
Kas suddenly roared, his voice so thunderous that Beti's arm raising the flag stiffened instinctively. She lowered it slightly, stepping back as Kas advanced. The bold, unyielding demeanor she'd shown moments ago vanished completely, replaced by a timid expression usually unseen on her.
"What do you want?!"
"Utterly foolish!"
Kas's face twisted with anguish. "You risk your lives in rebellion, and in the end, all you desire is replacing one King with another?! You pin your hopes on a new monarch's mercy?! Do you truly believe replacing the King will bring peace to this nation? What is a King? He's the highest-ranking noble! Will the other nobles suddenly stop exploiting you then?! After overthrowing everything, will you be content receiving mere scraps of compassion from a new ruler? Will you celebrate surviving? Will you delude yourselves into thinking you've prospered?!"
"How long will your chosen King last? What about his descendants? What of the nobles beneath him? When exploitation resumes, will you rebel again, replacing the King once more? Trapped in this endless cycle of reincarnation, forever shackled under noble oppression?!"
"So this is your ultimate goal—begging for mercy from a new master, wagging your tails like dogs hoping to overturn fate?!"
"Betel Bati! Is this really how your Revolutionary Army operates? No wonder after so many years, you're still scurrying like groundhogs!" Kas shouted without mercy.
His words drained the color from Beti's face. With each sentence, her grip on the flag slackened further until she finally let it drop completely.
"You, how dare you say such things!" Beti screamed, "What proof do you have to speak like this? We're fighting to save the civilians! You Navy dogs are just lapdogs of the World Government! What qualifications do you have condemning us Revolutionary Army, who actually strive to save them!"
"There are already signs."
Kas's voice turned heavy. "Your Revolutionary Army has existed for decades, toppling countless nations. But now, aside from shedding the World Government's member state status and Heavenly Gold burdens, where are the real differences in those nations?"
Beti froze, her mouth opening but no words escaping.
Yes, the signs were there.
The Revolutionary Army had persisted for over twenty years, toppling numerous nations crushed under Heavenly Gold's oppressive weight. They'd overthrown kings, installing new rulers to eliminate this tyrannical tax and grant civilians peace.
Initially, things had improved. The first few years showed clear progress—kings were merciful, understanding the people's plight. But gradually, conditions worsened. Recently, Beti had received intelligence that even the earliest liberated nations now saw civilians living barely better than before. Taxes remained crushing, survival tenuous. Even with Revolutionary Army intervention, nobles—including new kings—replied with the same excuse: "Taxes must be paid, or the nation cannot function."
Without kingdoms, people might suffer more. But after one revolution, they couldn't revolt again—they'd be destroying their own Revolutionary Army's reputation.
"You don't understand! You utterly don't understand! That's why I call you foolish—your tragedy lies in your own ignorance!"
Kas looked at Beti and the civilians with deep sorrow, his voice rising. "Mr. Kuro once said—rebellion is not a banquet to feast! You're too gentle, too soft! Real rebellion is unmasked, uncompromising violence! You can't even face this truth, your rebellion half-hearted and incomplete. How can you possibly lead civilians?!"
Kas's expression turned solemn. "Civilians are neutral beings. When they join your rebellion against the kingdom, they adopt that 'rebel' identity. Yet you still imagine they can live peacefully afterward?!"
"What good are your endless lectures?!" Beti cried. "Can you stop their exploitation? Do you have any real solutions?! Your meaningless criticism changes nothing! You're just nitpicking! We Revolutionary Army actually take action—we fight for the civilians!"
"Of course there's a way!"
Kas's fierce eyes blazed. "Overthrow completely! It's not just the King you must destroy, but the entire nobility class! Since you've chosen rebellion, commit fully! Kill the King! Kill the nobles! Elect a leader who stands firmly with the civilian class! Eradicate every noble and capital power in this Kingdom utterly!"
(End of Chapter)
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