Chapter 26: Eruption

Abra's heart was bleeding, not because of Snow's anti-anachronistic remarks, but because he felt sorry for his long sword. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoUsually he only draws his sword out of the sheath when he encounters a wild beast, but other than that, he is not willing to use it at all. But now, his long sword was being held by Snow with both hands, and he beckoned to the wall fiercely.

"Mayor Town, you put out the fire." In order to save his sword, Abra got up and came to Snow's side.

"Humph! I'm! Snow turned around and slammed the long sword in his hand to the ground, Abra was so heavy that he almost didn't stand firm, so he quickly bent down and picked up the long sword in distress, quietly distanced himself from Snow, and carefully checked the blade to see if there was a gap.

"I tell you, the reason we were sent to this place of hell to risk our lives to mine ore is not because we have offended some bullshit gods. Rather, it is because in the eyes of the nobility and the church, we are no different from animals. Snow raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the mine to the north, and said sharply: "The iron ore in the mine, we have worked hard to mine, how many people have been injured because of this, and my grandfather has lost his life because of it." But where did all this ore go? Was it really given to God by the church? Bullshit! ā€

"These ores, which we have bought with our blood and sweat, have either been sold by Finnis or used to honor Ropier. And then what? Naturally, Ropier would exchange ore for gold coins, and then use the gold coins to honor the ****** king and the church, decorate his castle, develop his own power, buy red wine, luxury cars, buy women, and go out to bully ordinary people like us when he has nothing to do. ā€

Snow said angrily, "And what about us? What do we get? What do we ****** get other than the white-eyed taunts of Finnis and his little cubs, and the pitiful amount of food? The salvation of the gods? I'll fuck you! ā€

Snow is now a little out of control, perhaps because of the memories in his heart that belong to the real Snow.

"You have heard clearly to me that there are no gods in this world. Even if anything, the messengers they sent were sorcerers who disturbed the church. Just now Fu'o said that he had seen a wizard wearing a black robe, with a wrinkled face, and it was very terrifying. ā€

Snow pointed to Randolph on the side and said: "Come on, come on, let's see, our Randolph, I am afraid that there are more wrinkles on his face than the ripples on the surface of the river, could it be said that he is the embodiment of the devil when he puts on a black robe?!" ā€

Everyone was shocked by Snow's words, and everyone looked at Snow in amazement, bearing the turbulent impact in their hearts.

"If what I just said offends the gods, then let the gods send thunder and lightning to kill me now." Snow stretched out his arms and looked at the sky, although the sky was gloomy, but there was no movement of thunder.

"I said so many blasphemous words to the gods, why didn't I get punished?" After waiting for a long time, Snow lowered his head and asked, but no one could answer.

"Now, you'd better think about what I just said." Snow turned around angrily, looked around, and roared, "Where is the long sword!" ā€

Abra shrank his neck, looked at the long sword in his hand that had been cut out by Snow, stepped forward and said indignantly: "Mayor, I think what you said is very reasonable, the church and the nobility are shameless bastards!" I've had enough of the sword in my hand! ā€

Abra is out of the way, and since Snow dares to say it, what is he afraid of? Besides, he was in front of everyone before, but he said that the oracle was a fart. It doesn't matter if you scold two more sentences and get addicted.

"I agree with Brother Snow's words." Briss, who was on the side, stood up and said, "Although I don't know if the gods really exist, I believe what Brother Snow said, the church and the princes and nobles are not messengers of the gods. ā€

"Briss, there's no place for you to talk here." Randolph got up and glared at Briss, although they were all residents of Rook Town, but it was not a joke to say such a slanderous word against the church and the nobility if it was spread out.

"Why, Randolph, do you think what the mayor said is wrong?" Abra was now even more worried than Snow, and he couldn't get back what he said. So he wanted to pull the whole town to the opposite side of the church, so that everyone would be grasshoppers on a rope, and no one would get the word out about today's events.

Snow turned his head to look at Randolph, expressionless and silent.

Randolph knew in his heart that Snow's biggest reliance on Rook Town now was Snow, and he must not stand on the opposite side of Snow. Besides, Briss's words had already been heard by everyone, and he had no choice.

"As you know, I used to be a faithful believer in the gods. I still believe in the gods, but I also agree with the mayor. Randolph turned to stand in front of everyone and said earnestly, "There is no doubt that we have been mining ore for the nobles for several years, and now that the iron ore has no mining value, the border fortress did not hesitate to abandon us under the claws of the beasts. ā€

And those so-called congregations, who proclaim themselves daily as messengers sent by God and the gods, will help us to be happy and lead us to heaven. But where were they when we were being bullied by the nobles? Where are they when we are hungry and cold? ā€œ

Randolph also simply let it go, and expressed all the disappointment in his heart about the church, as well as his dissatisfaction and resentment against the aristocracy.

"Randolph is right." Mandason also stood up, "Don't forget, for so many years, we have been able to survive all because of the old mayor. If it weren't for the old mayor, we would have died long ago. But the departure of the old mayor was taken as a joke by Na Accra and others, except for ridicule and disdain, what did he give us? ā€

"Yes, when we are hungry, when we are afraid and helpless, when we are losing hope, we pray to the gods and to the Pope every day and every night that they will come to our rescue. But apart from the howling of the cold wind, we have received no salvation. Abrath looked at Snow and continued, "It was the mayor who led us to fish in the nets and guided us with wisdom to strengthen the walls. Do you still need to hesitate to believe the words of the mayor or continue to pray meaninglessly? ā€

"That's it, those nobles are bullying us so much, why do you bow down to them."

"I believe in the mayor, to hell with the church and the nobility, they are the embodiment of the devil."

"I'm fed up with prayer, even if I damage the gods and other sins against the gods, after so many years of prayer and hard work, I should atone for my sins."

"If the gods punish us for damaging the idols, I would rather choose to believe in the devil."

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All the inhabitants, like gunpowder ignited by a fuse, exploded in an instant. Everyone scrambled against the church, the aristocracy, and even the gods they had previously believed.

"Where there is oppression, there will be resistance." Looking at the angry residents in front of him, the corners of Snow's mouth quietly rose upward. It seems that everyone can accept wizards calmly, and it is not so unattainable as imagined.