Chapter 1243 - Everything is under control

"Standing here?"

After several wars aimed at 'fighting', Viscount Gwilly grew up rapidly.

Looking back now, the 'game' between the nobles was extremely ridiculous, and he didn't know how ridiculously he thought that this kind of 'game' could be called a 'civilized war' - it was just an exchange of interests in the name of war, and the unspoken rule of 'no killing the nobles' was even more absurd.

In the past, he was still a little 'naïve' and 'cowardly', but it wasn't until he experienced those real wars that he realized the truest side of 'aristocracy'.

Years of living for the good seemed to have really changed him, especially when he saw that the realm had prospered as a result of what he had done, and the Gwillis family had prospered together.

They have been following the wrong path, the relationship between the nobles and the commoners is not just a simple 'exploitation relationship', only exploitation, even if it can make the family prosperous, but in doing so, the speed of development and development prospects are far less than the good management of their own territory, let the territory prosper at the same time, promote the development of the family.

The problem is obvious and many people can see it, but how many people are able to resist their greed?

Even he himself disguised himself as a 'good lord' when he had to come into contact with the elves and needed their protection, and the other nobles must not even bother to do it.

As long as exploitation can make the family develop and make it easier and more convenient for them to obtain wealth, so why should they go so much trouble to manage the territory?

You know, if you want to run a territory, the upfront investment is very large, and you can't even be sure if you can get a profit, so how many nobles will take this risk?

Therefore, the antagonism between the aristocracy and the commoners was inevitable, and this natural class antagonism, if not properly handled, would lead to 'riots'.

Generally speaking, most of the civilians are unambitious, they just hope that they can live a good life, whoever makes them live a good life, they will support whom, once they can't live anymore, they will choose to resist.

Although it is cruel, as long as it is used properly, it is not difficult to destroy the 'aristocratic class' and the 'feudal system'.

Viscount Gerwell knows very well that he has now become a 'crowbar', the elves want to use themselves to pry the noble class of the empire, the progressive church wants to use themselves to pry the commoners, and he also hopes to be able to defeat those big nobles and sit in that position himself.

He knew this very well, so he was dutifully playing the role of a 'crowbar', and now, at last, it was time to use him again.

This time, both the elves and the progressive church need to use their own experiences to pry the ignorant trust of the commoners in the aristocracy, and let the commoners know that in order to create happiness, they need to defeat the bad nobles, and as long as the bad nobles still rule them, they will never be able to live happily.

It was a 'speech', a speech in front of the commoners of one-fifth of the empire's territory!

The elves of the Elven Court will jointly cast spells through the 'Internet', spreading his voice to one-fifth of the empire's territory through 'plants', so that the commoners can hear his voice and his speech.

There is no doubt that this is inciting the commoners to rebel against the nobles, which is a great rebellion, if he really does that, then I am afraid that not only the nobles of the empire, but also most of the nobles in this world will be hated.

He was the first person outside of the Progressive Church to dare to do such a thing blatantly.

Most civilians would think of him as an idiot, and even curse at him, but he didn't care!

As long as he can develop the family, he doesn't mind being cursed, not to mention that those curses are the actions of some stupid people, because what he says is the 'truth', the irrefutable fact.

Viscount Gerwill stood slightly nervously in front of a metal microphone, he could hardly imagine that an elf who could only play 'natural spells' would use such a thing.

"Yes, this spell is our latest development, not only can it be cast remotely through the 'Internet', but it can also transmit your voice thousands of miles away, as for this microphone, it is one of the spell casting materials, it is a necessity, it is produced in the Kurkut Empire - don't look at us that way, now various countries and mage organizations are promoting 'globalization' to build the continent into a whole, and there is not much enmity between our elves and your court mage association, the main target is still the nobles of your empire. The natural mage sent by the elves lowered his glasses and said flatly, "This microphone can be connected to the 'network', and this spell is also born based on the network, if there is no network, this spell will not be born at all." ”

"We call it [Nature's Voice], ordinary plants naturally cannot access the Internet, but the signal of the network is transmitted through the 'magic wave', so that the magic wave carries the 'sound' information to spread around, and when passing through those plants, let the magic power stay in it for a while, and the echo of the sound will come out of it. Of course, plants do not have vocal organs, but the essence of sound is the sound waves generated by the vibration of objects, so as long as the leaves, petals, and even objects of plants emit the same vibration frequency, sound can travel far away. ”

Listening to the nature mage's explanation, Viscount Gwillis felt dizzy, he couldn't understand these things at all.

But he also knew that through these things and spells, his voice could reach far and wide, to the ears of civilians.

With his lips pursed slightly, Viscount Gerwell took a deep breath, calmed down his nervousness, and after a moment of silence, he whispered, "...... Can we start now?"

The nature mage bowed slightly, "You can start at any time if you need to." ”

"Then let's start now!" Viscount Gwillis closed his eyes and muttered softly, "By this, I will be able to defeat those great nobles...... Right?"

"Yes, that's what we're here for. Viscount Gwilli didn't see that the natural mage, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth upwards when he said this, and his eyes seemed to be burning.

As he spoke, the nature mage took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the Elven Court.

Viscount Gwilli opened his eyes with a complicated expression, and saw that the elf's ears twitched, and he showed him the page of his mobile phone at this time.

After a few moments, the foliage of the plants around them shook without wind, and the phenomenon was spreading far and wide, adding more plants to the ranks.

In an instant, all the plants began to tremble, and the countless rustling branches and leaves gave Viscount Gwille a heartfelt shock.

In order for this spell to be cast, they stood in the middle of a wood, with a microphone erected in front of Viscount Gerwell on a steel stand, the green and yellow weeds had just reached their feet, and in late autumn the leaves of the trees had already withered, and the flowers in full bloom had gone......

In the late autumn of this twilight, countless civilians were displaced because of the war, which affected the entire Kurkut Empire, leaving tens of thousands of people homeless, and a famine inevitable.

Viscount Gerwill silently stepped forward, grasped the microphone, and exhaled slowly.

"Poor civilians, can you hear me?"

His voice spread rapidly in all directions, and in a short period of time, it had spread to its limit—one-fifth of the Kurkut Empire.

"I'm ...... One of the 'culprits' of this war, Viscount Gwill, I hope you will listen to me, and then join me in overthrowing the nobles who are brutal and inhumane and exploiting all the 'commoners'!"

Viscount Gerwell pursed his lips and silently clenched the microphone, he wanted to make the evil deeds of the nobles public, and only in this way could he arouse the anger of the commoners, so as to pry the entire aristocratic class, even if it would make him hated by the nobles and resented by the commoners who were displaced because of him, he didn't care.

He and the elves and the progressive church each take what they need, he only wants what he wants, and for this, he can do whatever it takes!

The nature mage took all this into account and wrote it down as a text message that was sent to Rulno Luchez.

Everything is under control!