After a short, astonishing, almost suffocating silence, a great cheer swept over Nantes like the thunder of the mythical Zeus; At that time, a bard who was in the crowd wrote:

"I have never heard such a loud voice, such a high cheer, that my ears no longer belong to me; The joy was continuous, but uncluttered, as if the Almighty Lord was manipulating the crowd to make his beloved shepherd glorious before the Lamb. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Well, poet, honestly, how much did you charge Magnus?

If you have to say it in front of the poet, he will pick up his harp and smash it at you.

Can the aristocracy spend a small amount of money to support artistic creation, and by the way, to improve the life of the bard? Can you call it money?!

Vulgar!

What's more, this poet now dares to pat his chest and say that this poem is completely from the heart, because of the inspiration of the Lord, and it is in accordance with the will of the people.

Indeed, there is not a single exaggeration in the poet's poems, and it can even be said that it has been weakened, after all, language cannot replace the picture after all, it is just a substitute, and there is no such texture.

At that time, the citizens of Nantes, as well as knights, merchants, peasants, and even outlaws who had hidden their identities, came from far and wide, and their mouths cheered as if the sky was about to fall.

This is a miracle!

The Lord has appeared!

The hot iron, they all watched it be heated by the blacksmith with their own eyes, and they also watched the hot iron burn directly on the fur, which was enough to prove its temperature.

But when Father Adolphus laid down the hot iron, he raised his hands in front of everyone and spread them out to see that there was not a single blister or burn.

Who else but the Lord can make a man hold such a hot iron in his hand without being burned?

This is the will of the Lord!

The Lord protected him, the Lord proved that he was telling the truth, and the Lord kept the man out of harm!

The crowd jumped and cheered, and then something even more astonishing happened: Magnus called the priest to turn around, and in front of all the onlookers, he knelt down on one knee and chanted aloud in front of all the onlookers:

"Lord of Glory! Thou art the Creator, the Protector, the Ruler, the Lawgiver, and Thou hast revealed thy will, so that man is not guilty, and thou art not burned even with a hot iron in his hand; We should acknowledge your majesty, take this man as your darling, as your shepherd, and let this man be your agent on earth, and let your will walk on earth as in heaven! ”

Behind Magnus were his retainers, Odegar, Alphonse, and his new knights, and the barons; Whether they wanted it or not, they had to follow Magnus's example, get down on one knee, and repeat the prayer word by word.

After that, it is like the waves crashing against the shore, wave after wave, and like a domino card that has been overturned, from front to back, neatly aligned. All the people in the whole city of Nantes, whether they were in the front row, who saw the whole thing, or who were hidden by the layers of crowds and could only listen to the rumors, fell to their knees, prayed to the Lord with the most pious manner, and thanked the merciful Lord for giving him his favor again on earth.

Seeing this, the poet decided to add another sentence to his poem:

"If the Lord makes this man a shepherd, then we will all be lambs in his hand."

……

Very good.

Very good.

In the midst of the jubilant crowd, Magnus lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth showed a triumphant smile.

The plan was a great success.

Magnus killed his relatives in the Bretons, so the Bretons hated Magnus, and even now they dare not resist because of force, but the mills in their daily lives are unavoidable.

But now, even Magnus knelt before Father Adolphus, and though this kneeling was only symbolic and could not be counted, the average peasant did not know about it.

Magnus knelt down on one knee before the priest, which meant that the priest was the real leader of Brittany, and the peasants could not listen to Magnus, but they had to listen to the priest.

Don't forget, they all swore an oath: "May this man be your agent on earth, and may your will walk on earth as it is in heaven!" ”

If you tell a lie, you will go to hell!

To lie to the Lord's agent on earth is to commit a sin that cannot be forgiven even at the Last Judgment!

Being a man is exciting for a while, but it will take a lifetime to pay it back.

Magnus thought maliciously.

However, this is a good thing for the citizens of Nantes, no, for the Bretons, even if it is to make cattle and horses for Magnus.

After all, as long as they can be honest and obedient and do what Magnus says, it won't be long before Magnus can feed them, dress them warmly, and let their children grow up healthy and strong, and not take their lives for no reason, for the peasants, such a day is like being in heaven.

The Bretons were convinced by the belief that the priest was an oracle, and they were even more convinced by this belief that they were fed and clothed.

It's a virtuous cycle, like rolling the wheel down on the top of a mountain, and the wheel is hard to stop after just giving the first momentum.

As for Magnus, he only needs to hold the priest tightly in his hand, and he can sit and eat the dividends leisurely.

It is not simple, because the priest has hands and feet, and has an identity, and can act on his own; But this is not difficult, because the priest only speaks Latin, so communication is difficult, and besides, if the priest wants to recreate the 'pure' Church, is there a more suitable collaborator than Magnus?

Not anymore.

Magnus and Father Adolphus, these two men are bound together in the same glory and in the other, and their interests are bound together, so that they cannot be separated at all—at least not until the priest's goal is achieved.

I don't know how long it took, the boiling crowd finally calmed down, and the priest returned to the stands in the eyes of everyone, and sat back on his high position.

Where is the monk who slandered the oracle as the devil and almost made the unparable mistake of the pious?

"He must have taken advantage of the chaos to run, I saw he was still here just now!"

Someone shouted.

"For the Lord's sake, has anyone seen the monk who did evil?"

Someone else asked.

Unable to find anyone, the crowd began to become noisy.

That's not a good thing.

How many people gathered here to watch the Divine Judgment?

There were about 5,000 of them.

What is this concept?

To take a simple example, England, with its vast territory, had a total population of 1.5 million at this time.

Comparing England and Brittany to a ratio, Brittany should have a population of more than 50,000, and now, the 5,000 people gathered in Nantes have accounted for one-tenth of the total population!

What's more, Magnus now only accounts for most of Brittany, and if you really want to calculate it seriously, this proportion is even greater.

Once these 5,000 people riot, not only will the show carefully designed by Magnus be wasted, but even Brittany may be in ruins, and there will be no power to turn around in a hundred years.

This is not alarmist, in the Middle Ages, because of the endless wars, there were bandits and robbers everywhere, and those who could go out were healthy men in the prime of life, and these people lost control......

All I can say is to never underestimate the destructive power of humanity, and the madness of fanatics.

Thankfully, Magnus has taken this aspect into account.

This is all thanks to the breadth of his 'previous life'.

A hundred Praetorian Guards roared in unison, and naturally, even if they tore their throats, they couldn't suppress the sound of five thousand people - but if you add the Xue Liang Steel Knife, it would be completely different.

Under the forcible deterrence of force, the crowd that was close to losing their minds finally remembered the fear above their heads and wisely quieted down.

"Did anyone see the fleeing monk?"

Magnus asked, but no one answered him.

The scene was a little awkward for a while, but ...... This is good.

Magnus had already arranged it in the crowd, and if someone did answer him now, he didn't know what to do.

"Let me ask again, did anyone see the fleeing monk?"

"I ...... It was as if I saw him running in the direction of the monastery. ”

A trembling voice rang out, and for a moment it was impossible to tell who was speaking, as the crowd was so packed that it was impossible to tell who was speaking.

But it didn't matter, soon, the sound of one after another sounded again.

"That's right! I can prove that the monk did run away to the monastery! ”

"I think I saw it too!"

"The gray robe, the smock that covers the whole face tightly, must be him!"

The three of them became tigers, and all of them were golden, who could doubt that these people who were talking were actually arranged by others? Who would dare to lie in this holy, Lord's favorite place?

The crowd became noisy again, only this time the target was to go straight to the monastery under the guidance of someone with a heart.

There are also many people, they are farmers or tenants next to the monastery, they have been oppressed by the monastery for a long time, and now most people are cursing the monastery, they have the opportunity, and they quickly add fuel and vinegar to tell all the grievances they have suffered.

These things come from real life, and they can't be made up by the people who make up the stories.

Therefore, it is easy to arouse people's hatred and hatred.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost brewing, Magnus pressed his hand, and the Praetorian Guards roared again, quieting the crowd.

Then, Magnus said:

"Since the monk is running away to the monastery, let's go to the monastery! We're going to ask the abbot why he's taking in a liar who is full of lies! We swear to the Lord Almighty that no matter where this monk flees, even to the end of the world, we will find him, and we will atone for his sins with His blood before the Lord! ”

The cheers of the crowd instantly became even louder.