Chapter 25: The Daigo Empowerment

"What? Am I wrong with Abra? Snow looked at the frightened residents around him, lowered his face and said, "There are some things that I didn't plan to mention now, but since Abra helped me get started, I'll tell you about it." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"I'd like to ask you a question first? Why are we here? Snow asked.

The residents around "this ......" looked at each other, but in fact, this problem is very simple, everyone knows it. It's just that looking at the momentum of Snow's current words, no one dares to answer.

"Randolph, you come on." Seeing that he was going to be cold, Snow began to roll call. Abra had just slipped into the water, and Snow wanted to bring in Randolph, who was quite prestigious in the town.

"Mayor Town, everyone knows why." Since Snow asked him by name, Randolph couldn't help but answer.

"Speak up."

Randolph could not avoid it, so he said, "It was because we offended the gods that Count Ropier drove us out of the territory and mined the ore to seek forgiveness from the gods. ā€œ

"That's right, then I'll ask you. What does asking the gods forgive have to do with mining ore? Do the gods of heaven also need iron ore? Snow asked, grabbing Randolph's handle.

"This ...... I do not know. Randolph replied quietly.

"Don't know? Well, let me ask you, have any of you ever killed someone? Has anyone set a fire? Has anyone ever done something blasphemous? Snow asked aloud.

The residents looked at each other, and one of the stonemasons who had been involved in carving the idol looked up and said, "We damaged the statue......"

"Oh, damaged the idol, didn't you? Then the gods floated down from heaven and said that you had damaged the idols, and he was very angry, and that he could only forgive you if he came here to dig ore. And your family will have to endure the same punishment as you in order to be saved, won't they? Snow asked curiously, "I've never seen any of the gods when I'm so big, can you please describe the appearance of the gods to all of us?" How many heads does he have? How many legs are there? ā€

"This ...... I have not seen the gods. The man lowered his head and stammered.

"If the gods themselves didn't come down to tell you, who told you?" Snow asked.

"It's the messenger of the Church, and Count Ropier." As if to convince himself, the stonemason looked up and added, "But they are messengers of the gods, and they teach the commands of the gods. ā€

"If I don't tell you how to catch fish in the nets, and call myself an oracle, will you believe it?" Snow asked.

Everyone fell into deep thought, as Snow said, if Snow hadn't denied it that day, everyone would definitely treat him as an oracle.

"Mayor Mayor, you mean the people of the church...... Lying? Mandarson, lured by Snow, was the first to take the bait.

"Impossible, the oracles of the church all have God-given power, not to mention the oracles and the pope, I have seen the magic of the judgment army with my own eyes." An old man was the first to object.

"I do not deny that the people of the church possess some abilities that we cannot understand, but if they are able to represent the gods. I won't trust them unless God comes to me and tells me personally. Snow said with a solemn expression: "Just with some strange abilities, he keeps speaking for the gods. So I would like to ask, can the sorcerer in the mouth of the church also say that he is a messenger of God? The magic they wield is no less powerful than that of the Inquisition. ā€

"Wizard? Oh my God, how can they be messengers of God, they are minions of the devil. Quite a few people exclaimed.

"Then let me ask you one more question, have any of you actually seen a wizard?" Snow quietly brings up the topic of wizarding.

"I, I've seen it." It was Fu'o who spoke, "I've seen a team of Inquisitors capture a wizard who is dressed in black robes and has a wrinkled face, which is very scary. ā€

"I've seen the Inquisitors hang a witch at the Inquisition." Many residents who had watched the trial began to talk nonsense.

"Then I ask you, what have these wizards done?"

This time, everyone's response was very enthusiastic, and everyone said all the criminal terms that could be thought of, such as murder and arson, abduction of children, and buying and selling women.

"Since the wizard has done so many bad things, may I ask you, do you have any relatives who have been poisoned by the wizard? Or who among you has ever seen a wizard do something devilish? As soon as Snow asked, the scene instantly fell silent, and everyone closed their mouths.

"What? Wizards have done so many bad things, haven't any of you seen it with your own eyes? Snow asked again, but still no one answered, "Okay, let me change the question, who has been bullied by the nobles?" ā€

This question reminded many people of many unbearable experiences, and the first to speak was Libar, the only old lame man in Crewe, "This leg of mine was broken by Barnu, the coachman of Viscount Fernis. ā€

"Oh? And what? Snow hurriedly asked.

"It was the Viscount's order, because at that time the Viscount's carriage passed through the bazaar, and I did not pay attention and blocked the way of the carriage." Libar said hatefully.

"And my beautiful wife, who has been usurped by Baron Gislov." Another resident also complained.

"My daughter was also insulted by the baron."

"And my house, the eldest son of the Earl, who was drunk in the winter, Lord Fitley, was burned with a fine light, and he said that he was cold and wanted to be roasted. My poor father, in his sleep, was devoured by fire. ā€

"......", led by Libar, everyone began to talk about their tragic experience.

"Alright, everyone be quiet." Snow raised his hand to stop the angry crowd, "I heard everyone's words just now. Obviously, the evil deeds done by the nobles have happened to you, which is much more real than the church's preaching of the sins of wizards. ā€

"Then here's the problem." Snow glanced at the crowd and said, "Since the nobles have done so many bad things, what has the church, as the messenger of the gods, done for everyone?" Is there a church that does justice for any of you? ā€

Everyone looked at each other, and many shook their heads angrily.

"As messengers of God, what are they doing when they are insulted and killed by the nobles?" Snow raised his tone and said, "Let me tell you, they counted the gold coins sent by the nobles in the church, and they drank red wine and laughed with the nobles at the ball in the castle. And the origin of these interesting stories is the beating, scolding and insulting of you, as well as your submissive and unspeakable slave attitude! ā€

"Today, I tell you the truth, I have never believed in the gods of heaven, much less in all the nonsense that the church says. They are simply using the names of God's gods to extract money. And the princes and nobles are their accomplices and minions in squeezing money. Therefore, no matter how much the nobles bully you, the church will not stand up for you! Never! ā€

The more Snow spoke, the more agitated he became, and a pent-up anger erupted in his chest. Turning, Snow picked up the longsword again and slashed angrily at the wall behind him, he needed to vent his anger now, and by the way, brew the atmosphere.