Chapter 94 Speech

After the venue was decorated, everyone took their seats and found their seats one after another.

Those who have a good reputation naturally have their own seats, but there are more people, more people who come uninvited, and more people who long for peace, but there are no seats.

After they poured into the venue, it was crowded and eagerly awaiting. They had to stand around the main venue, which undoubtedly increased the burden on security. The military police could only drive a group of people outside the venue to wait for news, but after all, the square outside the venue was densely packed with people.

Lynn shuddered a little.

Only when you face the power of the collective, that overwhelming force is either silent, enthusiastic, or angry, can you experience that unparalleled feeling of suffocation. It is both destructive and miraculous. The name of this force is: public opinion.

The poor gendarmes were almost completely overwhelmed by the crowd.

With steel helmets on their heads, they could only hold their long steam rifles upright. In such a crowded venue, the consequences of a gunshot would be absolutely disastrous.

[Lamp Holder] It's not so bad here.

Even if there are people around, they will automatically create a safe distance in a large circle. Lynn and Bill are more comfortable and directly find a large pillar next to the podium.

This kind of large pillar surrounded by four people, with a solemn golden and red curtain hanging on it, not only avoids the pain of crowding, but also provides an extremely wide field of vision. Lynn and Bill were responsible for the front half of the field of view, and no movement in the front could escape their eyes.

The only trouble is the camera in the reporter's hand.

From time to time, there will be a flare-level flash, and as the meeting officially begins, the frequency of flashes will become more and more intensive, even a titanium alloy dog's eyes will be blinded by the flash.

"I swear I will wear sunglasses next time." Linn's eyes have been caught off guard and severely injured several times. He has no experience in dealing with a large number of reporters. Seat direction.

"It'll be fine in a while, Mr. Bear with it."

Bill couldn't help but look at his young colleague with a pained face. He was born with squinty eyes and was extremely resistant to flash lights. In addition, he had experience and was not as unlucky as Lin En.

"That's not fair."

Depressed Lin rubbed his eyes and lamented why God gave Bill such a pair of eyes.

"Okay, look, the meeting has started."

The prop used to silence the venue was actually a whistle. A man with excellent lung capacity stood on the podium and successfully silenced everyone with a sharp whistle that lasted for nearly two minutes. The whistler's face turned red before he straightened up his appearance on the large podium with good lighting conditions and began to introduce everyone.

There were more than twenty people sitting on the stage at the moment.

All of these people are dignitaries or wealthy businessmen from the [Steam City], foreign envoys and nobles, and the connections of the Medical Association are clearly displayed here.

But here's the interesting thing.

Dr. Ziegler, whom Linn had previously identified as a suspect, was actually on stage and was the keynote speaker.

According to the introduction, Linn knew about Dr. Ziegler's achievements. This doctor once called on doctors to go to the battlefield to save the wounded regardless of national boundaries, and was active on the fierce northern battlefield most of the time. Therefore, she was also affectionately called the Goddess of the Morning by the soldiers, who would secretly kiss her shadow.

After listening to the introduction on stage, Lynn's impression of Dr. Ziegler immediately changed from a hunched-over ocean horse to a moving red cross. It is indeed very convincing for such a figure to come forward to call for peace.

No matter what, people go to save people on the battlefield where bullets are flying and artillery fire is everywhere. Even the Holy Mother sacrifices her own life to go to the Holy Mother. It is better than the Holy Mother bitch.

Based on this, Lynn respects Ziegler from the bottom of his heart.

No matter how difficult the times are, there will always be some people in every era who are not afraid of hardship and darkness and stand up to show that precious golden spirit. This little frustrated person cannot be defined purely from the perspective of country and nation, otherwise Linn feels that it is too narrow. There are still things in the two worlds that can give him emotional resonance.

When the whistleblower introduced the third princess of Gao En, Lin En took another look at this famous person.

Marie Theresia.

Her dress is easily distinguished from that of Albion women. Albion's clothes are mostly luxurious and solemn, and tailors often show off their skills on clothes and make decent and eye-catching needlework. Princess Mary's clothes are not like this. They are simple and elegant, elegant and natural, and there is always a touch of admirable nonchalance in her expression. People will know at a glance that this is nobility, this is the royal family, it should be so elegant and beautiful.

Because in the audience, Lin En's gaze on the stage was a bit direct. In his mind, he was commenting on Princess Mary, thinking that under her simple elegance, she was an exquisite beauty no less than Count Amiste. .

The third princess on the stage seemed to notice Lin En's rude gaze and glanced in his direction.

This frightened Lin En so much that he straightened his eyes immediately.

Fortunately, Princess Mary only seemed to glance around habitually, and her eyes with a bit of natural maternal love turned elsewhere.

'This little guy...'

On the stage, Mary, who was invited and sat down dignifiedly, had a smile on her face. At least, she now knows what he looks like. The feeling of secretly meeting with netizens made Her Royal Highness inadvertently nod her head in approval. In this regard, what Qin did was very satisfactory to her.

The beautiful woman in men's clothing standing quietly behind Her Royal Highness was keenly aware of Mary's approval.

"Your Highness, do you want me to..." Qin leaned forward slightly and asked.

"No, today we are here to express Gao En's support for peace. As for the others, don't worry about them if they haven't appeared yet, lest some people's arrangements go wrong." Mary's voice was barely detectable, and she raised her hand and greeted the foreign people in the audience in a friendly manner.

"Yes."

Qin nodded immediately and said no more. They all knew that there was something wrong with this peace conference.

Some people set up the game, some people joined the game, and everyone was looking forward to getting what they wanted from peace. Under the high-sounding name, there were intrigues and interests.

Bathed in the light of the flash, Dr. Ziegler, who was respectfully called the Goddess of Dawn, began his speech.

"This bloody war has lasted for four years across the continent. In the past four years, I have been helping soldiers on the northern battlefield where shells rained down like rain. Some of them had their hands and feet cut off by shells, some were torn apart by bullets, some lost their eyes, and some lost their ears. More men, who should have been tailors, farmers, workers, fathers, brothers, and sons of our compatriots, have become cold corpses."

Dr. Ziegler has a gloomy and beautiful face under her honey-colored hair.

For others, war may be passionate and romantic, but for her, the war in the newspaper and the real war are two completely different things.

The various weapons stimulated by the steam revolution directly turned the battlefield into a sea of ​​blood and corpses, literally a hill of piled and burned corpses, and bright red blood gathered in the low-lying areas to become a river.

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