Blackstone Code

In a warm room, the Nagarylls sat together, wearing typical Federal attire, speaking in the common language with a slight Federal accent, excitedly sharing their experiences.

Before coming to the Federation, they believed the royal capital was the most prosperous place in the world—nothing could possibly surpass it.

But once they arrived here, they realized the place they had praised so highly was, in fact, garbage.

Everything about the Federation had a deadly allure.

Here, there were no police wielding batons to drive them away from roads or cars.

Here, there was no ground soaked in sewage. Though some streets had trash, overall, everything was very clean.

Here, those in power couldn’t just take away people’s property at will, nor could they beat them. Apart from holding some powers that Nagarylls found meaningless, the authorities here weren’t much more prestigious than ordinary people.

What shocked them even more was that the Federation’s highest leader was actually elected by the people—and they had just experienced such an election firsthand.

It was an election that completely overturned their worldview. People voted for the party and candidates they trusted, and whoever got the most state votes became the nation’s top leader.