With Crotokataks' guarantee, everyone was calm, and they were anxious to leave, so they temporarily put this troublesome problem behind.

Crotokatax specially instructed his subordinates to prepare rations for them and prepare horses, and his heartwarming performance completely eliminated their doubts.

After seeing off these people, Crotokatax breathed a sigh of relief, but he quickly raised his spirits and walked to a room next to the venue.

Even if the Black Roxers are timid and clumsy, Crotokataks would not agree with the original suggestions of the Piriasi people to exclude the Black Roxers from the management of the new government. Without the Black Roxers' restraint, the Piriasi people may become the new Spartans in a few years.

Of course, he would not allow the Spartans to be marginalized in this new government. On the one hand, with the existence of the Spartans, Dionia could face the doubts of the Greek city-states that were concerned about Sparta and argued that "they did not destroy this ancient city-state, but only changed its political system, just like what Sparta did to other city-states when Sparta was strong"; on the other hand, letting the weakest Spartans join the new political system, perhaps making the political situation of Novosant Sparta more stable and more conducive to Dionia's control over Sparta.

After saluting the soldiers guarding the door, Crotokatax gently pushed open the false wooden door.

The room was filled with 30 Spartan elders headed by Agsilaus and 5 inspectors, which seemed a little crowded, but the assassin was extremely quiet.

This was a little beyond Crotokataks' expectations. His eyes slowly swept across everyone's face, and finally a smile appeared, because although these Spartans were calm, they could not hide the anger in their eyes: "Everyone, I believe you have all heard what I said in the venue just now, and I'm afraid you have already discussed it. Can you tell me your decision now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a younger inspector couldn't help but roar: "You are a humiliation to the Spartans! As the descendants of Hercules, we will never be like the dirty and lowly Black Rouss--"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!..." Agsilous suddenly coughed loudly, turned his head and looked at the inspector coldly.

The roar of the inspector came to an abrupt end.

Agsilous coughed a few times again, then looked at Crotokatax and said calmly: "We Spartans have all become your prisoners. There is no more choice. We can only follow your arrangements... But I want to know, how should we Spartans work with the Piriasi people, and those... Black Rouss to establish a new Spartan government?"

Crotokataks did not respond directly, but looked at the roaring Spartan just now and asked again: "Are you really willing to accept our arrangement?"

The man glanced at Agsilous, lowered his head, gritted his teeth and squeezed out, "...will."

"If we don't do this, can we have more choices?" Agsilous said loudly: "If we Spartans accept the fate of Black Rous, we might as well choose to die!"

His words were not so much a response to Clotokataks, but rather a reminder of these Spartans, who were all silent in dejectedness.

"It seems you have reached a consensus, which is very good!" Crotokataks said deliberately loudly. The unwillingness and pain in their eyes made him feel a little happy: "You Spartans must also elect 10 members of parliament and two inspectors within 4 days, and form a new Spartan government together with the candidates elected by the Piriasi and the Black Roxers!"

"30 members of parliament, 6 inspectors..." Agsilous said deliberately with a tentative look: "It sounds not much different from the Sparta before."

"No, there is a difference." Crotokataks replied very simply: "They are only responsible for the operation of the entire government, and the designation and promulgation of laws and major decisions must be submitted to the Citizens' Congress for discussion and approval, and all citizens of Novo Sparta have the right to participate in this Congress."

Speaking of this, Crotokataks also made a special statement: "Of course, there were also citizens' conventions in Sparta in the past, and it was indeed somewhat similar."

Everyone's faces changed slightly: Spartan's citizen assembly has always been a cover, and the real supreme power is in the Elders' Council, while the new government established by the Dionians completely changed Spartan's power structure.

An elder couldn't help but ask, "What about the king?"

Crotokatax said loudly: "The new Sparta will no longer have a king, and will elect two consuls, who will serve for one year, and will be responsible for commanding the army's operations."

Everyone subconsciously turned their attention to Agsilous.

Agsilous seemed very calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, and asked, "When can you lift the imprisonment of the Spartans?"

"When the new Spartan government is established."

"Our people are all locked up, how can we recommend them?!" someone protested.

"Tomorrow, all Spartan adult men will be concentrated in Hilles Harbour for election."

"I have another question." Agsilous looked at him and asked seriously: "I heard you just now that you want to allocate land to the Piriasi and the Black Rous, that is, you want to let them separate the land that originally belonged to us Spartan citizens?"

"Please note that Dionyha has occupied the entire Sparta, and you have all become prisoners, and the land of Lagnia has become the spoils of the army of Dionyha! In order to rebuild Sparta, King Davers generously took out the land and distributed it to citizens who were willing to serve this new government.

To put it badly, even if these lands are still owned by you, the Piriassi and the Black Rous have all been free and no longer have any obligations to you. Just your little manpower cannot handle so much land. What's more—" Crotokatax raised his eyebrows and showed a sarcastic smile: "Can you Spartans farm?"

Everyone's faces were a little bad, but they could not refute for a while.

The guards beside Crotokatax increased their vigilance, but he seemed to have not seen him and continued: "In the past few days, I have carefully checked some of your Spartan information and found a problem. The number of your Spartan citizens is decreasing year by year. War is not the main reason. According to the information, many people have not only lost the right to participate in public meals because they were unable to pay enough shares of the tuition, but have become inferior people, and have also been deprived of their land... I originally thought that it may be because of the years of war. Even if Hei Luoshi helped them cultivate the land, they did not have enough time to supervise and manage, which led to the harvest of the fields not meeting your requirements.

But what is strange is that the Spartan nobles can pay taxes at full amount every year. Later, someone secretly told me that this is because they can often serve as the commanders of the resident of some city-states and strategic places controlled by Sparta, and obtain a lot of money through bribery or other means. Use this money to buy food and pay taxes more than enough...

I also found a problem. The land of the Spartan civilians you seized was eventually allocated to the royal family and nobles, because they had the ability to ensure a better harvest of land. As a result, the land was gradually concentrated in the hands of your nobles, and the Spartan civilians lost their land more and more and became inferior people... Didn't you find it? How did the situation in Sparta now look very similar to the situation before the rumored Spartan sage came to Kugu to change the political system!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Someone blurted out.

Crotokatakus looked at him without any anger, but said pity: "You are the ombudsman? Whether as a civilian or as an ombudsman, you have not found that the greedy nobles are embezzling the common people's share. This is your dereliction of duty! You should also thank Dionia. If we had not forced Sparta, one Kinads after another would appear on this land!"

Everyone's faces in the room became ugly.

Agsilous coughed lightly and immediately changed the subject: "How much land are you going to allocate to every new citizen of Sparta?"

"About five acres."

"There are too many people in Black Rous, so I'm afraid there is not enough share."

Crotokataks said calmly: "We gave the territory of Tegiya to the Mantinians, but the population of Mantinians is not large and cannot afford such a vast and fertile new land. Under our persuasion, we believe that they are willing to accept these Hellosh who failed to share the land in Sparta as new citizens of Mantinians."

Agsilous was stunned: "Where are those Tegas?"

"They are all being taken to the Turiyan slave market. This is the fate of their betrayal of the Covenant and secretly attacking their allies." Crotokatax said in a cold tone.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. At that moment, they didn't dare to contact the young man's gaze.

Seeing this scene, Crotokatax suddenly felt a little bored. Even if he scared the Spartans, he could not replace his precious life with his brother Adoris. He said happily: "Okay, everyone, I hope that after you go back today, you will organize your citizens and lead them to Port Hilles safely tomorrow, and ensure the smooth progress of the election."

Crotokataks left, and the room was silent.

After a long time, someone asked uneasily: "King Agsilous, what should we do now?"
Chapter completed!