"My suffering compatriots, those greedy nobles and merchants have shamefully stolen our only sustenance to satisfy their own desires, allowing famine and plague to spread unchecked across the kingdom, letting our children die of hunger and pain!"
"And those very culprits who are to blame are now comfortably residing in their estates, before warm fireplaces, being waited on by servants, enjoying fine wine and meals, and using the most malicious tones to mock the hardship you and I face at this moment!"
"For centuries, those nobles have held themselves above us, trampling on our dignity as if we were no more than cattle, my fellow compatriots, the Kingdom should not have been this way... Now is the time to take back what is ours!"
In the Kingdom North Border, Ryder stood on a three-meter high boulder, fervently delivering a pre-war speech.
Below was a sea of disheveled poor people, whose anger visibly grew on their faces with each word Ryder spoke.
