All people are created equal. Similar words have been passed down in Azeroth. Unfortunately, farmers do not believe it, wealthy businessmen do not believe it, and noble kings do not believe it.
Carlos remembered the world he lived in in his last life. The "Declaration of Independence" of the Great Hope State mentioned the sentence that all men are created equal, and it was widely known to the world, but they did not know that it was first published in Rousseau's "Social Contract" .
"Man is born free, but he is always in chains. He who thinks he is the master of everything else is more of a slave than anything else."
When the original sentence is taken out of context and the understanding is distorted for vested interest groups, it is a kind of irony and pain for those who understand.
I cannot guarantee that we are all born equal, but I guarantee that we have equal opportunities.
What beautiful words, but it is a pity that we are not all born equal, so how can we have equal opportunities?
False proposition.
"I voluntarily join the Royal Knights of Alterac, fight for life to protect the life and property rights of all legitimate people of the Kingdom of Alterac, and risk my life for the equality and freedom of all mankind. I promise not to be greedy or plunder , do not bully the weak, do not rape women and children, and be an upright, honest, selfless, and brave person. I swear in the name of the Holy Light to be loyal to the kingdom and the king."
Kneel down on one knee and repeat the knight's precepts of the Royal Order of Alterac in front of Grand Master Aiden, and the battle for the status of the Grand Knight will officially begin.
It's ironic. It turns out that as long as class rule exists, all scenes will be the same. It's really ironic.
Carlos himself didn't understand what was going on. He was in a particularly impetuous mood today and had a critical attitude towards everything.
Because it was a three-man melee, the three competitors skipped the mounted battle and went directly to the foot battle.
What was obviously an obstacle to his career advancement, what was clearly a thorn in his life's road, had already jumped out to fight for him. The two competitors, who were still hesitant, actually started fighting and put themselves aside.
Carlos suddenly felt that having a good father was the greatest wealth in life.
Saidan Dathrohan is indeed a good warrior and mentor. After looking at more than ten moves, Carlos has already judged the approximate strength of the two competitors.
Yes, competitors, Carlos didn't think those two were qualified to be called rivals.
Slowly walking in and cutting into the fighting group, Carlos separated the two fighting men.
"What are you worrying about? Or are you looking down on me? After fighting like this, you will be exhausted even if you win. Come on, let me see what the blue avalanche looks like, and weigh the size of your future grand leader. A few pounds." Carlos' arrogant words failed to offend the competitors, and the three of them fought against each other.
If the mountain doesn't move, I will move.
Carlos was the first to attack, and Saidan Dathrohan taught him that his stunts were extremely easy to use, and his powerful and heavy slashes easily disrupted the posture of the two. After his opponent rolled awkwardly to dodge, Carlos stood still and waited for the competitors to adjust their posture.
After silent communication with their eyes, the competitors reached a consensus.
Although considering that Carlos is likely to become the king, he will have to make a living under him in the future. But Carlos's overwhelming advantage in strength rendered their superb skills useless.
This is the principle of defeating ten groups with one force.
"Your Excellency Baron, out of good intentions, I would like to remind you that this explosive technique will cause a lot of burden and loss to the body, so it is better not to use it frequently." The older man is experienced and understands what he just felt. It is absolutely impossible for Juli to be the norm, so he gave some advice.
"Thank you for your kindness to Barov, but I also want to remind you two that this is a duel involving honor, and honor is higher than life."
I'm obviously tired of the two of them in my heart. If you feel like a weakling, don't talk nonsense. Just be obedient and beaten to the ground by me. What's the fuss about? The words came to his lips with an aristocratic smoothness.
He was so hypocritical, and Carlos felt even more irritated.
For more than ten years, Carlos has not missed any daily tasks with attribute bonuses, coupled with years of unremitting hard training, Carlos's upper limit of physical strength is terrifyingly higher than that of ordinary people.
Slashing, punching, sweeping his legs and crotch, Carlos sweated like a game, but never dealt the final blow to his competitors.
The younger man got up from the ground in embarrassment and asked angrily: "Are you humiliating me?"
"No, I'm just showing my strength to everyone."
Over the past six months, Carlos's black hair has grown to the shoulder blades. He shakes his head and smoothes his hair, showing off his cool style.
The older man sighed, threw his sword to the ground, and said, "I abstain."
"Do you have the guts to compete with me in swordsmanship?" The remaining competitors howled angrily.
"Idiot, are you so stupid that you don't understand that strength is the foundation of swordsmanship? But I will meet your request."
Carlos walked up to the abstainer, nodded to the elder, threw away his arm shield, picked up the long sword on the ground, and performed a whirlwind hand gesture of holding the sword in both hands.
In the constant blocking, the Indomitable's shield was shattered, the life-threatening sword was separated, and Carlos put the Phantom Dancer on his neck.
"I lost." Tears of unwillingness fell down his face.
"The Knights do not believe in tears. Come to me after practice and we will fight again." The victory relieved Carlos' mood a little bit, and he couldn't help but pretend to be cool.
The loser threw away his weapon, removed the sword from his neck, and kissed the blade.
"Your Majesty the Great Knight, Aslan Qian is willing to serve you."
Carlos slowly left the field amid cheers.
In the tent outside the competition venue, Carlos is changing his sweaty clothes.
"I'm sorry, Carlos." Ilucia walked in.
"Huh? Ah! What?" Carlos was shirtless and at a loss.
"It was obviously Wilton's prank this morning, but I slapped you. I'm sorry." Ilucia apologized to her brother in embarrassment.
"Ahaha, it's a girl, I understand, it's a normal reaction. Now you see me shirtless, so don't be angry, sister." Carlos said haha.
"Well, don't be angry anymore, we are even." After saying that, Ilucia ran away with a red face.
Suddenly he felt relaxed and everything he saw was pleasing to his eyes. After changing his clothes, Carlos returned to the competition venue to prepare for the rest of the ceremony.
The breeze blew on his face, and Carlos couldn't help but sigh: "The wind is a little noisy today."
In Nanhai Town, the promoted Herni Mareb has become the town's secretary. When the old mayor retires, with Carlos's appreciation, it will be appropriate to take over the mayor's position. The old mayor is also a discerning person. After understanding the superiors' intentions, he earnestly taught Hennie Mareb the secrets of managing Nanhai Town.
On this day, the guard reported to Clerk Herney that a large fleet was sailing towards Nanhai Town, and the masts could already be seen at the dock.
Herni Mareb picked up the telescope and ran towards the dock.
This flag, this flag, Herni Mareb felt that the flag on the main mast of the leading ship looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere when he was studying.
I remembered!
Henni Mareb suddenly felt a little hot in his eyes. This was the royal flag of the Arathor Empire during the period of Thoradin the Great.
