A Perfect Fit

Discussions about various political systems had long been a hot topic.

As material life gradually became more abundant, more and more people found themselves with nothing to do.

Great Xia was somewhat better in this regard; those who studied different political systems were still a very small minority.

On the Western Continent, however, it was an extremely popular field of study.

The reason was simple. With no hope of catching up to Great Xia, people had nowhere to vent their frustration, so naturally they wanted to change the system entirely.

If monarchy could not change their backward state, then they would try another system.

Of course, such discussions were meaningless.

As long as the nobles still held military power, all such debates were merely empty talk.

Political power grew from the barrel of a gun; it had nothing to do with whether a system was advanced or not.

Otherwise, there would not be so many dictatorships.

But... Jos was still shocked.

Because these words had come from Princess Mary Dajia, and she represented Prince Charlie.

No matter how down-and-out Prince Charlie was, he remained a royal heir—one who stood first in line to the throne.

The Queen could not revoke that. Upholding Prince Charlie's legitimacy was itself in the interests of the noble class.

Should turmoil arise within the country, Prince Charlie could return at any time and inherit the throne.

There were countless similar examples. One moment, someone was a royal family member living in exile; the next, they had become the ruler of a nation.

Haman had traveled from place to place, enduring relentless suppression from the noble class. Though he had achieved some results, he was still far from overturning the nobility.

The prosperous age he had hoped for had not arrived.

So-called freedom and democracy could