"We long for peace, but we will never live in vain!" God of the Holy King, Holy Emperor of Ottenia.

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"After the great battle, it usually rains heavily..." said Plutak, an ancient Greek biographer and philosopher.

It is true that after a downpour, people may forget the pain of war, and the biting rain can also clear the residual smell of blood in the air, but a cruel war brings people not just pain and sadness.

This is a counter-aggression struggle. The long-suppressed Romans seemed to have scorching magma emerged from their chests. They picked up the weapons at their hands, fought against the arrogant Franks without fear of death, and achieved a miraculous victory!

When the hymn of victory was sang again by the Romans, people sighed that things were right and wrong. Over the years, the glory of the empire had disappeared, over the years, people had forgotten the legacy of their ancestors, over the years, the Romans lived under the oppression of barbarians, and over the years, the dark days would eventually end!

Because the light is finally scattered in the dirty and cruel world...

An eight-year-old child, he carried a front alone, killed tens of thousands of enemy troops, and planned a perfect offensive and defensive battle against enemy aggression. Without any casualties and injuries to his own troops, an eight-year-old boy named Ottoia successfully defeated Clovi's elite Frankish Iron Cavalry. This seemingly mythical achievement was praised by the Romans. As a brave and resourceful national hero, he was praised by all the people of Rome. Even the conservative aristocratic factions who did not send private soldiers during the war were praised by him. For a time, the reputation of this eight-year-old boy reached its peak, as if comparable to the great heroes of the Gods.

Driven by public opinion, Rukius used this to create momentum and promoted the concept of "the country cannot be without a king for a day". In addition, the dark side of collusion between the aristocratic class and the pope exposed by the withdrawal of Rome, Ottori's personal prestige became increasingly intense, and even had a vague tendency to worship one's personality.

"Even if he was an eight-year-old child, he saved Rome and everyone in Rome. With such a brave and resourceful king, we must live a happy life, right?" Similar voices could be heard in every corner of the city of Rome. Three months after the end of the war, such remarks were out of control. Even though they were repeatedly suppressed by the old aristocratic class, the people's demand for Ortenia to rise to power was therefore subject to it, and instead it became even more rapid.

The Romans could no longer bear the disappointment of the nobles and the church and the despair of the reality of past life, and strongly demanded that the heroes of the people ascend to the throne, hoping to obtain the better life they yearn for under his leadership. On the other hand, the exploitative rule of the nobles, the kings born as poor people, must we understand our feelings?

The Romans were so looking forward to the people who had saved them, and they kept shouting the slogan "Long live Otnia". Finally, when a nobleman could not bear it and killed a fanatical supporter in public, Otnia led more than 6,000 people who had been fully trained with Rukius and walked onto the four-way road of Rome, chasing the noble soldiers while defending the people.

"The entire Rome was seized overnight!" Later historians commented, as if they could have a strong contrast with "Rome was not built in one day", but they also cleverly praised the Holy King, and seemed to be mocking the corruption of Rome in the past. This sentence has been passed down in later generations...

In a broken country and a deserted lonely city, the eight-year-old child ascended the throne of the king. With the sound of the people, he gently raised his right hand and then put it down. The smart people immediately reacted and extinguished the voices one after another, looking forward to the speech of the king who was directly elected by the people.

"You guys, in this solemn moment, today at this moment, will be recorded in history forever! We have just ended the war against aggression. With the efforts of everyone, our country has been reborn in the ashes and ended the days of being ravaged and oppressed..." Ottenia paused. He did not hold a damn speech in his hand, and his sky blue pupils scanned his people. "In the past days, everyone present felt the same, everyone was unable to escape, everyone lived

In the living hell, I was aimlessly living!" He raised his voice, and anger appeared on his face. His right hand suddenly raised, and the other side of the Senate's podium--"The borers are eroding our originally not rich country. Under their greedy exploitation, I convey such a message to every citizen, no matter where you are, that each of us has become their playthings! Their slaves! No freedom! No rights!"

In front of this eight-year-old child, everyone here, closed their mouths and looked along the fingers of Ortinia to look at the Roman nobles tied up by the bandits, "They colluded with the church to persecute our people; and the church that received their benefits colluded with the barbarians and led their troops to attack this old lonely city! On the roadside is a country begging for children whose hands were broken by their parents; in this country that suffered endless destruction but survived; in this country where the enemy was unevenly connected and the enemy was uneven and everyone was running around for a little food - why are we "lower people" persecuted by them? Why can't we live peacefully and fight for our own rights?"

The long-suppressed anger was burning in the chest. The civilians and slaves of Rome, the elderly and children, men and women, shouted loudly: "Hang them! Hang them..." The angry people vented the pain they had suffered for many years, and some women even cried bitterly. Under the influence of such an atmosphere, Ortinia completed his speech ascending the throne--"We do not need to suffer such pain. This is not our destiny, nor is it the so-called goddess joke! Everyone is born unfair!" He shouted out such subversive words, winning the applause of the people - "But we do not need to curl up at the bottom of society and compete for food with wild dogs! Because we also have the right to fight for our own happiness!" The applause echoed in the Roman Court!!!

"I am the king chosen by you! Here, I, Orentia, made my oath - I will renovate a new country with courage and wisdom! When necessary - I am willing to sacrifice myself - to turn into the light of the people!" The Romans present could no longer bear their excitement and surging mood, stood up one by one, and saluted the new king of Orentia!

"Now! It's time for my people to take back their own happiness! Here, this time - I, Ottinia, declared the throne - the king of one city and one country - the father of all people - the holy king Ottinia!" The applause of heavy rain and thunder sounded. In the terrifying breath of the old Roman nobles, the holy king Ottinia led his people to sweep away the last unofficial forces in Rome!

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I am really happy to see so many readers support me. Even theft at home has gradually faded me... I thank everyone for their enthusiastic participation, and even for their support and help. In this era of materialism, it is really a fear of being able to get everyone's enthusiasm! Thank you for your support, I will work harder!

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Chapter completed!