Darkstone Code-Chapter 861 - 859: Offering My Right Cheek

"After our joint resolution with the United Parliament of the Nagariel New Federation, it has been decided that the Federation Army will temporarily take over the current military and police duties of Nagariel until the chaos concludes..."

The host on television solemnly broadcasted the latest news.

It has been some time since the King of the Nagariel New Federation was kidnapped, and during this period, there has been no further news. However, Lynch learned from the Security Committee that they have actually found the King of the New Federation.

The King of the New Federation has even been rescued and is now in the hands of the Special Agents of the Security Committee.

The main reason they haven’t revealed the King of the New Federation to the public is that they are waiting for Nagariel’s political landscape to further collapse.

The King was taken hostage by a group, and these kidnappers summoned people to rise against the Federation individuals and rulers, causing unrest throughout Nagariel.

After all, the negative impact caused by these actions is terrifying, and whenever society changes, someone will suffer losses. Some people with unbalanced mindsets want to change the status quo through some means or vent their anger.

Although the local unrest hasn’t shown a trend of further expansion, it remains troublesome.

Since the Federation fully took over the military institutions of Nagariel, the military and police in Nagariel have completely separated.

The police are local Nagariel residents, while the military consists of Federation personnel. Previously, when unrest occurred, rulers could mobilize the military to suppress, but now they can’t, and can only rely on the police to resolve the riots.

But after all, the police are just police, and the Nagariel police, though supposedly police, are more like henchmen of the ruling class.

When dealing with civilians who dare not resist, they are effective, using batons to disperse ordinary people walking on the streets two at a time.

But when confronting the rioters, they are inadequate.

The police can’t suppress the unrest, so the unrest doesn’t stop, and more people might join in.

Although everything is currently under control, there’s no sign of the unrest subsiding, which is also a conspiracy or plan of the Federation people.

After brief emergency communication and consultations, ultimately, the United Parliament of the Nagariel New Federation and the Federation reached an agreement: reshaping the military and police system of Nagariel with Federation personnel as the core and introducing some security systems of the Federation.

"The purpose of this move is to protect the people of the Nagariel New Federation from harm to the greatest extent. We sternly condemn those organizations and individuals who destroy world peace. Your plots will never succeed..."

"Next, we will report the second piece of news about the Nagariel New Federation. During this ongoing unrest, a Nagariel individual named Akumal, with his wisdom-filled methods, has resolved many disputes..."

At this moment, in a public park in the Nagariel New Federation, Akumal was being revered centrally by the people, who spontaneously looked for something to "lift" him up.

They would find some wood, some cloth pieces to elevate him, and let him sit on them so everyone could see him.

Closest to him were a few fervent followers, whose gazes towards Akumal seemed to hold a fire.

The entire square was filled with people. Akumal’s voice was loud enough for many to hear, and some spontaneously spread his words further.

He was articulating a thought, a spirit, and people called him the only Wise Man in Nagariel’s history.

His thoughts differ from those in religion. Local religious thought suggests not resisting anything, not changing anything, everything follows rules.

If the direction of futures changes, provoking the gods, everything falls into destruction.

This is one reason why Nagariel people lack drive, preferring to lie down hungry rather than work.

They believe their hunger is their fate, which cannot change, making them even less willing to work.

But Akumal’s thoughts are different: love life, love family, love everything in the world, strive to change oneself physically and spiritually, completing the process of self-awakening!

Along with some cooperation from Federation people, recordings of his lectures were repeatedly broadcast on Nagariel’s TV stations, and radio stations also played those recordings.

People began calling him a Saint, a Wise Man with genuine great wisdom.

Even more importantly, some of his ideas, such as changing oneself through labor to embrace life, have already been realized.

Those Nagariel people willing to join the workforce are now living well, maybe not matching those rulers, but certainly much better than before, further proving everything he says is true.

At the moment, he’s discussing that violence cannot promote peaceful progress, especially as unrest occurs nearby; local people are quite perplexed indeed.

At this time, when someone comes to solve their confusion, they will listen earnestly to everything here.

With every phrase he says, those on the outer edge spontaneously chant a sentence, almost like a pilgrimage convention, with everyone’s face aglow.

The High Priest was watching too, but now he is no longer the High Priest, he’s just a regular old man.

He sold his position as High Priest for a good price, several tons of gold were melted into gold bars and entrusted to Lynch to be transported to the Federation.

He is now also preparing to leave here, as it has become unfamiliar to him; he wants to reunite with his children in the Federation and spend his remaining years in peace there.

In truth, no matter how society changes, the lives of the upper-class people don’t change much.

He looked at Akumal, looked at those Federation people, looked at those cameras, and this very unfamiliar former High Priest understood clearly that this young man was the representative pushed forward by the Federation to change the spiritual influence of the Nagariel people and remove religious influence.

He was very fortunate to have chosen to let go of everything here at the most opportune time; perhaps he could no longer bask in divine grace, but at least he would live well.

Akumal was still giving his speech, the old Priest was a bit far away from him and could barely hear his voice, but fortunately, someone repeated it.

"Violence cannot bring lasting peace, it will only lead to ultimate destruction."

"Hatred born from violence is like poisoned wine, the more it ferments, the more terrifying it becomes, and when it reaches a certain potency, destruction will descend."

"We might be able to destroy our enemies, but in doing so, we destroy ourselves as well!"

"All of this is just like what is happening now, someone is trying to walk this path to hell, thinking that violence will earn them respect, but what they gain is only mutual hatred."

"I do not encourage people to use violent means to resolve disputes, nor do I encourage people to harbor hatred; these are the greatest obstacles in our process of self-awakening and redemption."

"Accept peace, let go of hatred, and make everything peaceful; only then can we usher in a true future, a future filled with the light of hope..."

At this moment, suddenly someone interrupted and shouted, "Can a Federation lapdog be considered a Wise Man?"

The voice came from not far away from Akumal, and immediately people glared around looking for the target, eventually locking their gaze on a defiant-looking young man.

Someone wanted to hit him, but Akumal stopped them.

People surrounded him, glaring at him, yet he was not afraid at all.

"Let him come over...", in the face of the provoker, Akumal was not angry; he knew that spreading his ideas would meet various challenges, this was not beyond his expectations.

The man walked up to Akumal, standing while Akumal was sitting, but because Akumal was sitting on a bulging leather bag, he seemed to be about as tall as the man.

"You have a different view on what I said?", Akumal asked.

The man nodded, "You say violence can’t solve problems; in plain terms, you just want us to obediently serve the Federation people. This isn’t redemption, nor is it awakening."

Akumal did not answer this question; instead, he asked, "Do you think violence can solve problems?"

The man nodded and said, "Yes, as long as you solve the problematic people, the problem is solved."

"But have you considered, if you kill me, my kin and followers would avenge me, they would kill you, or be killed by you, and then more people would want to kill you to avenge us."

"When one among us kills you, your family and friends will also sow seeds of hatred, they’ll avenge you, and we would keep killing each other until the last person is dead, then hatred and violence would end."

"Do you think that’s a way to solve problems?"

The man did not speak, it was obvious he was pondering this question.

Akumal continued, "See, violence and hatred can only bring us closer to destruction."

"But tolerance and peace can, if we let go of hatred, learn to tolerate anger, then destruction will not come!"

The young man came to his senses and mocked, "What you’re saying is merely hypothetical; you cannot achieve that."

Akumal looked at him earnestly, "I can."

The young man suddenly swung his arm and slapped Akumal, the surrounding audience stood up, some even jostled the young man preparing to hit him.

But all of this was stopped by Akumal, "Calm your mindset, remember my words just now, violence and hatred cannot solve our current problems, we should pursue more peaceful means to solve problems."

He looked at the young man, "See, I have done it."

The young man said nothing and slapped him again, leaving Akumal’s face red and swollen, yet he still maintained a smile, "I will not hate you, and I will warn everyone not to hate you, even less to avenge me, the problem is only between us, destruction will never come."

The young man gave him another slap, yet he still smiled, neither angry nor resisting. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

The entire square was silent, people looked at the central spot, at a person who remained increasingly peaceful the more he was hit.