Early the next morning, Odin had Carter Larsson gather all the freedmen in Poppy Square. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

People still remember the tragedy that happened here two months ago. For them, the decay of the Larson family is not a nightmare, but the red eyeballs on the day of the festival are a disaster.

They all knew that Pariva would face war, and that those who remained would either covet wealth or be old and weak, and more heretics and slaves, because they could only attain freeman status if they remained in this remote and chaotic southern city-state.

In order to gain refuge and live in the city of Pariva, they all swore allegiance to the lord.

Odin stood on the viewing platform, looked at the dense crowd of heads, and ordered the attendants to count everyone according to military standards and divide them into a hundred squads.

"If anyone wants to avoid the war, they can leave the city-state right now. The gray-robed warlock took the place of the city lord and said to the bustling, undisciplined crowd.

Although Carter gave them the necessary wartime training and organized the civilians according to the size of the force, little was achieved.

Someone simply shouted at Odin: "Sage, you can get the Imperial army out of Paliva." ”

"Heaven forbid, we don't want to shed blood!"

Lord Carter Larsen stood by Odin's side and let the shouting subside, "The Imperial army is coming, and everyone must fight for their freedom. I hereby assure everyone that if the war is won, everyone will have complete freedom and power, no longer need to pay the indulgence tax, and will receive a good dwelling and fiefdom, and will be treated equally with the knights of the family!"

Although Larson proposed favorable conditions unimaginable to the common people of the Empire, he could not save his life, and no matter how nice his words were, it was useless. For those stranded in Paliva, who did not want to go to war and had nowhere to go, they just wanted to hide within the high walls.

"You have three hours to leave here unharmed, and of course no other lord will accept you, and you will be re-established as outcasts and slaves, or you will be considered traitors to the Empire, imprisoned, or you will spend your life in the wild forest with wild beasts. ”

"Once the war begins, those who do not swear allegiance will be treated as enemies!"

Odin took Carter's words: "Those who remain must become qualified soldiers, and you will face the mighty Imperial army! After three hours, the city gates will be closed, and according to the Code, anyone who tries to escape will be beheaded!"

As the words fell, the noise did not stop, but intensified.

"Liars pretending to be saints!" someone shouted.

"We don't even have weapons!"

Someone cried: "My son died in the war, my leg was broken, I have nothing, and in the end I will die for my lord......"

"The Imperial Army is coming, can we still live?"

One by one, a small group of people left the Place de la Poppies, and those who left, escorted by the soldiers, packed their bags, were immediately expelled from the city-state.

Seeing the consequences, more people took chances, believing that even if they stayed, the lord and the warlocks around him would not be able to train them into soldiers in a short time.

Some people whispered: "We can't afford to carry swords, we can't carry bows and arrows, will we be sent to the front line as meat shields?"

"Life is so much more leisurely now than before, and I've never slept in a big velvet bed in the past......"

"I can't imagine going back to the days when I was a livestock......

About a third of the people left one after another, and the entire poppy theater was empty. Next, fewer and fewer people left, and the crowd became thin.

Three hours later, the lord's guards sealed off all the exits to the theater.

Carter Larson ordered a recount, and from 2,300 to just over 1,100 remaining. The young lord reorganized the men into fifty squads, each with a captain.

"Soldiers, you are real soldiers. Odin raised his robe: "I promise that you will gain strength several times stronger than ordinary people." ”

"You can defeat the Templars, you can defeat the monks, you will use your strength to fight for freedom and defend your homeland!

Odin said in a calm and clear tone.

"Fight for Paliva!" there was a faint sound in the crowd, and most of them were reluctant to speak, they naturally did not believe these words.

The warlock paid no attention to the silent but dissatisfied, and he could see that the majority of the people were self-interested and narrow-minded.

He explained in detail all the basics of casting spells several times, nothing more than meditation, perceiving the existence of the genesis particles, and invoking formal causes.

People were forced to follow his teachings and practice. They started with the most basic spells - constantly trying to unleash the Holy Fire Spell.

This practice continued until sunset, when the people complained but were afraid of the sword-wielding guards, most of whom were apostates.

Eventually, the poppy theater bloomed with a few sparks like phosphorus fire.

"Oh my God, I've learned spells!" someone shouted excitedly.

"This is the power of the gods!" some gasped as they watched the flames they unleashed.

Even those who did not cast the Flame Spell were clearly aware of the existence of another physical world, and their wonderful senses made them forget their dissatisfaction for a while.

However, as time went on, people's emotions erupted again, and they collapsed from the overuse of mental power, and the hot winds of late summer made them sweat and panting.

Some simply sat on the ground and cursed loudly.

Odin asked Carter Larson to bring dinner and rolls into the Poppy Theatre, and the dinner was sumptuous, with beef bone broth, chunks of roast beef and lamb, fatty trout, and ...... Rows of cauldrons were erected in the center of the theater.

Everyone rushed up to munch on soup and meaty steaks, most of whom hadn't had such a hearty dinner in decades.

The food gags most of the people's mouths and calms their dissatisfaction a little.

Odin stepped down from the pulpit and said in a loud voice, "This food was obtained by your lord, who vouched for his reputation and the roots of the Larson family. He spared no expense of his life to protect his people. ”

"If you still have morality, you should be honored that you have such a lord, and swear to fight not only for Carter Larson, but for the city of Paliva, but for yourself. The cowardly will not survive this disaster. ”

"You are now at the mercy of the power of God, and if you do not fulfill your duties, you will be punished by heaven. "Warlocks know very well that it is absurd to morally influence the vast majority of people. Loyalty is a gift, while obedience requires threat. Therefore, he lets Carter bestow favors while he plays the villain.

When the people had eaten and drunk enough, the sky was already pitch black, and Odin told each of them to take their own mats and sleep in the poppy square, the exit guarded by guards.