Reincarnated as Napoleon

Chapter 117 A Proposal To Egypt To Become A Colony

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"French colony?" The Egyptian dignitaries repeated in unison, their eyes widening with a mixture of surprise and concern.

Napoleon stood at the head of the table, his gaze steady and confident. He knew his words would be met with skepticism and apprehension, but he was determined to convey his vision clearly.

"That's right," Napoleon began, his voice carrying a tone of assurance. "I'm proposing the establishment of an Egyptian-French colony. However, please do not misunderstand this as a total domination of France over your country. The autonomy and unique identity of Egypt will be respected and preserved."

A murmur of uncertain whispers filled the room as the dignitaries exchanged puzzled glances. They had grown accustomed to Napoleon's reforms and modernization efforts, but the idea of Egypt becoming a French colony seemed unprecedented.

Napoleon raised his hand, signaling for silence.

"Allow me to elaborate on this proposition," he continued. "By establishing a French colony, we can combine the strengths and resources of both nations, fostering a relationship built on mutual respect and cooperation. Egypt will benefit from the advancements of French technology, infrastructure, and governance while maintaining its cultural heritage and self-governance. Under this arrangement, Egypt will have a local government that represents the interests of its people. The Egyptian identity will thrive, and the rich cultural heritage that has defined Egypt for centuries will be preserved. The autonomy of Egypt will be safeguarded, with decisions regarding internal affairs being made by Egyptian authorities."

Napoleon's eyes scanned the room, his gaze meeting the uncertain gazes of the dignitaries. "However," he emphasized, "we will establish a framework for cooperation and collaboration in matters of foreign policy, defense, and trade. This will ensure the security and prosperity of both Egypt and France. Together, we can forge a powerful alliance that benefits our peoples and establishes Egypt as a beacon of progress in the region."

After hearing Napoleon's words, one of the Egyptian dignitaries raised a hand.

"Then why not help us become an independent country and from there we can foster relationships without us having to be a subservient colony?"

Napoleon's eyes narrowed, and a chuckle escaped his lips. He leaned back in his chair, his confidence unwavering. "Ah, my dear friend," he said amusingly and continued. "I understand your concerns, but let us not forget the state Egypt was in before my arrival. Your country, under the rule of the Ottoman Empire, was neglected and forgotten. It was the poorest region, with its people suffering under oppression and poverty."

The room grew quiet as the dignitaries exchanged uneasy glances. They couldn't deny the truth in Napoleon's words. Egypt had long been a neglected part of the Ottoman Empire, plagued by economic hardships and a lack of progress.

"You see," Napoleon continued, his voice taking on a persuasive tone, "by becoming a French colony, Egypt will have access to resources, advancements, and opportunities that were previously unimaginable. France has a rich history of art, science, and innovation. We can bring forth a new era of prosperity and development for Egypt."

He leaned forward, his gaze piercing through the room. "I assure you, my intentions are not to exploit or dominate. I seek a partnership, where both nations can benefit and grow. By working together, we can elevate Egypt to new heights, reclaiming its rightful place as a center of culture and influence...next to France."

Napoleon's words hung in the air, the silence heavy with contemplation. The Egyptian dignitaries were torn between their desire for independence and the undeniable potential that Napoleon's proposal held.

"General Bonaparte…if I may," One of the prominent council members spoke up.

Napoleon nodded, gesturing for him to continue.

The council member cleared his throat before addressing Napoleon and the gathered dignitaries.

"General Bonaparte, while we appreciate your vision for the progress and prosperity of Egypt, this is a decision of great magnitude that cannot be made hastily or without careful consideration. The establishment of a French colony would have far-reaching implications for our people, our culture, and our future."

He paused, glancing around the room to gauge the reactions of his fellow council members. "We, as representatives of Egypt, must ensure that the interests and wishes of our people are taken into account. Their voices must be heard."

"I understand your concerns, and I respect the need for inclusivity in decision-making," he replied. "Therefore, I propose that we conduct a vote among the people of Egypt. Let them have a say in this matter that will shape their future."

The room erupted in surprise. The concept of a democratic vote was not familiar to many in the council, but the idea resonated with them. It was a way to involve the Egyptian populace directly in the decision-making process, allowing their voices to shape the path forward.

A council member raised a hand, seeking permission to speak.

"General Bonaparte, how would such a vote be conducted? And what assurances can you provide that it will be fair and transparent?"

"We will establish a system of open discussion and debate, ensuring that all perspectives are heard. The vote will be conducted with the utmost transparency, overseen by impartial observers, both from Egypt and France. This will ensure a fair and accurate representation of the people's will."

"What if the people of Egypt voted to not become a colony of France," the person who asked how a vote would be conducted inquired again.

"Gentlemen, as you are all aware, I am being lenient here. So if the people of Egypt were to vote that decision, then I will be forced to take drastic measures to ensure that France will have a strong grip on Egypt's future," Napoleon's voice took on a chilling tone, and a stern expression settled on his face. His once amiable demeanor was now replaced by an aura of intimidation.

The room fell into an uneasy silence, as the council members exchanged uneasy glances. They had witnessed Napoleon's military might, and the implications of defying his will were not lost on them.

"Don't mistake me for a kind man, gentlemen, for I am not what you think," his eyes bore into each council member.

"So, what are you saying here, General Bonaparte," one of the councilors spoke in a careful tone. "That you won't respect the decision of the people?"

"I gave your country convenience, enlightenment, and a chance to be a part of my council. I don't think the people would dislike the idea of them being a servant of the French Republic, that is if one of you were to manipulate the outcome of the vote," Napoleon said coldly. "Now, are we in agreement to hold a vote?"

The councilors were intimidated to nod their head in agreement and with that, Napoleon's amiable expression returned.

"Great, let us enjoy our dinner then."