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"Quiet!
When Luigi's voice rang out, the noise in the entire square gradually subsided, and all eyes focused on Mario. He stood at the forefront of the platform, standing still like a statue, exuding a regal aura from within, causing the air in the entire square to seem frozen. Mario scanned the crowd below, seeing the reverence, anticipation, and even fanaticism in their eyes. Facing the crowded sea of people, every movement of Mario was closely followed by countless pairs of eyes. His figure was like an unshakable mountain, firm and domineering. The entire square fell into a moment of silence, all eyes focused on Mario, holding their breath as if the whole world was waiting for Mario's next move. Mario's gaze finally settled on the old man, his eyes filled with determination and coldness, then he slowly shifted his gaze to the crowd, beginning to deliver his speech."
His voice echoed in the square, every word filled with strength and conviction, "Mushroom Kingdom citizens, today, we have once again proven that justice is always on our side. We will not succumb to any fear or lies, our unity and courage will guide us towards a brighter future."
His words stirred the emotions of the crowd, once again erupting in thunderous applause and cheers in the square, people's faces filled with pride and admiration. Mario's powerful presence made everyone deeply feel the strength of Mushroom Kingdom and his supreme glory as a ruler.
On the side, Luigi looked at all of this, a proud smile on his face. He knew that as long as they stood united as brothers, no force could shake their throne. In this moment, they were not only the rulers of the kingdom, but also the indelible legends in the hearts of the people.
"May glory come to the Mushroom Kingdom! May justice come to the Mushroom Kingdom!"
With Luigi's call, the atmosphere in the square reached a boiling point. The emotions of the crowd were ignited, and they shouted loudly, with each "justice" and "glory" echoing like thunder throughout the square, shaking every heart. At this moment, all the citizens of the Mushroom Kingdom united together, expressing their desire for justice and glory.
Mario stood on a high platform, facing this force, feeling a shock he had never experienced before. He looked at his right hand being raised by the crowd, a simple gesture symbolizing powerful unity and unyielding will. He took a deep breath, calming his emotions, and then raised his own right hand in a more solemn and powerful manner, joining the crowd's shouts.
"May glory descend upon the Mushroom Kingdom! May justice descend upon the Mushroom Kingdom!" Mario's voice echoed in the square, like a powerful force leading everyone. Every person in the square felt this power, and their voices became louder and more resolute.
Amidst the fiery crowd, the words of the old man brought a silence to the few people on the platform. His voice, amidst the noise and cheers in the square, was like a faint ink wash, leaving a cold crack in this feast. "Ha... Mario, do you not find it ridiculous to say these words yourself? The most unjust and wanton in the entire kingdom are people like you... Shameless." This sentence sounded particularly harsh amidst the cheers of the crowd, but only Mario, Peach, Luigi, and the others on the platform could truly hear it.
The opposition between them, like a silent bubble, quietly shattered amidst the people's fervor. In the square, the people's cheers still deafened the ears, but on the platform, Mario and his confidants facing the old man seemed to be drenched in icy water, their hypocrisy and arrogance appearing so fragile and powerless under the old man's words.
The contrast of this moment seemed to divide two worlds - in the square, the people of Mushroom Kingdom had unwavering admiration and faith in Mario; while on the platform, Mario held tightly to this power with trembling fear. Every word of the old man tore apart the carefully constructed facade of Mario, revealing the ugly truth hidden beneath the splendid exterior.
Mario struggled to control his emotions, turned around, and faced the old man. His eyes flashed with anger and fear, while the old man stood there, completely disregarding the pressure around him. His eyes were firm and calm, as if every word he spoke was a carefully considered truth, delivering a heavy blow to Mario.
When Mario's gaze fell on the old man, his previously anxious expression suddenly changed, revealing a smug and mocking smile. He knew that the old man before him, whether full of lies or grandiose prophecies, was ultimately just a pitiful creature about to enter the door of death. In that moment, Mario was filled with a sense of absolute power and control, viewing all fear and unease as things of the past.
He said to the old man, with a hint of playfulness and disdain in his voice: "There's no need to indulge in momentary verbal satisfaction... Fear is normal, but the pain from the guillotine will only last... a fraction of a second, you need not worry." Each word was dropped from a lofty throne, attempting to completely suppress the old man's perseverance and courage.
At this moment, Mario not only represented the highest authority of the Mushroom Kingdom, but also played the role of an executor, deciding the fate of the old man. His words were not only the final judgment on the old man, but also a warning to all who challenged his authority - no matter how brave or just, ultimately could not withstand the weight of his words. In Mario's eyes, all resistance and defiance would ultimately amount to nothingness, disappearing within his kingdom.
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