"Suffering compatriots, greedy nobles and rich merchants, in order to satisfy their own selfish desires, have taken away our only food rations by shameful means, allowing famine and plague to spread unbridled in the kingdom, and our children to die of hunger and misery!

And the culprits, who are comfortably staying in the manor, in front of the warm fireplace, in the service of the servants, enjoying the good food and wine, laughing at the difficult situation of you and me at this moment in the most vicious tone! ”

"For hundreds of years, those nobles have stood tall above us, trampling on our dignity like cattle and horses...... Now it's time to go get our stuff back! ”

In the northern part of the kingdom of Haderata, on a three-meter-high boulder, Raeder is impassionedly giving a pre-war speech.

Below was a black crowd of ragged paupers, and anger gradually appeared on everyone's face as Raeder continued to speak.

As Raeder said, the wheat they had worked so hard to grow was forcibly taken away by those noble lords at a very low price, and then sold hundreds or thousands of times, even if they spent all their possessions, they could not afford to buy a few pieces of black bread, so they could only live by gnawing on grass roots and tree bark.

The people who caused all this made a lot of money, and hid in the manor to enjoy themselves in peace.

Seeing the anger in the eyes of the crowd, Raeder continued to trumpet their success in rebelling against the tyranny of the nobility elsewhere.

For example, the miners in the southern territories, under the oppression of the nobles, had to stay in the dark mines all day long, and had to endure the beating and exploitation of the overseers, and even faced the risk of the mine collapsing at all times.

But with the help of the wizards, they bravely stood up, killed the mine overseer, defended their rights with blood, and then arrested the local baron and judged them in public!

"Good!" "That's it, let those despicable nobles get their due retribution!" "They deserve to be thrown into hell!"

Listening to Raeder's vivid description of the fear of the nobles before they were hanged and executed, the poor people present were angry and scolded loudly, but many people showed hesitation and couldn't help but ask.

"Lord Raeder, I've heard that wizards have set up many workshops in the royal capital, and not only are they paid several silver coins a month, but they also provide three meals, is this true?"

"Of course it's true, I promise you that as long as you work hard, no one will go hungry!" Raeder spoke with certainty, and then explained to the crowd the various welfare policies enacted by the Parliament.

To the ears of the poor, this beautiful is like a paradise in a dream, but it is too illusory.

Fortunately, due to the smooth flow of commerce, many people had heard the merchants transporting goods boast about the grand occasion of the royal capital in the tavern, and they all confirmed that Raeder's words were not fabricated out of thin air.

Taking a step back from hell and further to heaven, seeing that the time was ripe, Raeder immediately had hundreds of flintlock pistols fired, followed by a hoarse cry.

"Now, everyone, take up the weapons in my hands and take back what belongs to us!"

"Make those bastards pay!" "Send them to hell!"

A group of thousands of people shouted slogans and slaughtered the nearest marquisate to them.

And this scene is repeated in almost every territory in the northwest of the entire kingdom!

Raeder broke up 10,000 elite musketeers into hundreds of troops, and spent a month inciting the suffering people of the area to revolt, just to fight together today!

Although the weapons in the hands of the poor people were only flintlock pistols that had been eliminated, and the average training time per person was only about a week, in the end, they were outnumbered, and under the blessing of hatred and anger, they were like bamboos, and even rebelled against the regular army under the command of some nobles......

"Mobs, these damn mobs!"

In the city of Helder, in the north of the kingdom, the Grand Duke of Gard hid in a strong fortress, looking out the window at the poor people who were clamoring to hang him, his face full of horror and anger.

With the help of one of his family's inheritance artifacts, he evaded the capture of those wizards and fled back to his territory in a hurry, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he ran into this group of damned mobs head-on and was directly blocked in this fortress.

Thankfully, the mob lacked a powerful siege weapon to give them a chance to breathe.

"Get the letters out for help now, these damn mobs, I'm going to chop them up alive one by one!" Grand Duke Gard gritted his teeth and commanded.

The castle is home to a few grey ravens for communication, and is now the only living creature that can fly out of the fortress, and the holy weapon in his hand has been used once before, and it is not suitable for fighting hordes of enemies, so he can only hope that the minor nobles under his command will lead an army to rescue him.

However, this only hope was shattered by the sudden sound of sound inside the fortress.

"No need, now that the entire northern border of the kingdom has already fallen, the lords everywhere have already taken care of themselves, and no one will be able to save you."

Gard turned his head sharply to look over, and in the darkness, a familiar figure slowly emerged.

"Gustavus?!" Gard recognized the man at once, and his face was filled with joy at first, and then with a deep look of anger. "That's what you told me to be foolproof?"

"Those wizards can't run out of food in their hands, they can even use magic to make bread, and the wheat in our hands is worthless now, and now it's over, it's all over!"

Gard's hideous face was full of resentment, and if it weren't for the other party's instigation to provoke this food war, they would not have ended up like this.

"Do you think that without this, the wizards would have let you go?" Gustav said with a sneer. "Look outside your castle for the rebellious people, the wizards are already plotting to take your territory! I'm just giving you a chance to take back your power! ”

Gard stared at Gustav with a gloomy face, although he was angry in his heart, he also understood that the commander of the Divine Punishment Army in front of him was not something he could contend with, so he could only suppress his anger and ask about the other party's intentions.

"Of course I'm here to save you!" Gustav spoke slowly. "I'm afraid your current strength is not enough to fight those mobs."

There was not a hint of joy on Gad's face, it was naturally easy to deal with a group of mobs with the power of this Divine Punishment Commander, but the other party chose to sneak into the fortress to meet with him, and the meaning was already obvious.

"Say your terms!" Gard said solemnly.

"There are no conditions this time, only gifts." Gustav pulled out a strange-looking statue from his bosom. "It will give you new powers, enough to take back your territory."

"Statue of the Evil God?!" Gard couldn't help but take a step back, a chill running in his back, of course he recognized what this thing was.

I understand how terrible this thing is......

This is not a gift at all, but a sacrifice!

Gad immediately took out the ancestral artifact, and a burst of divine light immediately appeared in the fortress, but to his surprise, the artifact did not attack the enemy in front of him at all.

Gustav looked at Gad with a mocking expression, this holy artifact was given by the church a hundred years ago, but the other party tried in vain to use the power of this holy artifact to contend with himself, he didn't know what to do!

"Make the most of your last value!" Gustav stepped forward, and his right hand, holding the statue of the evil god, pierced straight through Duke Gad's chest.

No blood was coming out, and Gustav's hand seemed to have passed through an illusory barrier, placing the statue in the position of the other's heart.

The next moment, a large number of voices burrowed into Gad's head.

"Praise, Lord of Famine and Pestilence!" "Thou hast sent calamity upon the world, punished all the ungodly, and dragged the mortal world to hell......" "Lord, punish thy enemies with pestilence......

The high, uninterrupted sound of prayer and the horrible and evil memories continued to pound Gad's will, and his face was becoming distorted, his body trembling, and he fell limply to the ground, suffering violently from his mind to his body.

If it weren't for being a bloodline knight, I'm afraid that I would have completely collapsed in the first round of consciousness impact!

That's why Gustavus made a special visit, because the flesh of an ordinary person is not capable of carrying the power of an evil god - even if it is only a statue that carries some of the power of an evil spirit.

The attendants in the room were on their knees and shivering, not even daring to look up.

Gustav listened to the other party's wails with a grim face, unmoved, since those wizards had already planned to provoke a mob rebellion, then these nobles would lose the value of continuing to exist.

……

News of the victories of the lords who had rebelled against the tyranny of the nobility soon reached the city of oil through various channels.

"Very well, very well, so that the entire kingdom has been contained under the rule of the council, without exception!" Harrov said happily.

This is the second year that they have stepped out of the Wizarding Lands, and the results they have achieved are obviously far beyond their expectations, not only successfully gaining a foothold on this continent, but also directly entering the territory of the Empire!

"It's an honor to celebrate, of course, but now is not the time to relax!" Vittorio reminded.

Although they uprooted the greatest destabilizing factor within the kingdom in one fell swoop, the arrest and imprisonment of so many powerful people and the confiscation of their property at one time caused a lot of panic, even if there were good reasons.

Coupled with the lack of administrators, the entire kingdom will inevitably face a period of management chaos.

"Master Lynn, I heard that you are thinking of a new method of selecting a large number of grassroots administrators to manage the entire kingdom, do you have a clue?" Aurora asked curiously.

Ever since the Council ruled the kingdom, they had been pondering how to rule over the vast territory.

At present, there are two main voices in Parliament.

The first is to cooperate with the nobility and manage it through the means of dividing the nobles as before, with the nobles in charge of mundane affairs and the wizards in charge of the occult and the transcendent.

This path was obviously not feasible, because they followed the pauper's route, as a way to disintegrate the faith of the Church, and the interests of the nobility were seriously in conflict.

The second is that it is governed entirely by wizards, as they do in the Wizarding Lands.

However, in Lynn's opinion, this is an alternative system of wizarding and separation......

The main idea is that a school led by a great wizard directly governs a city!

This is slightly better than the hereditary inheritance of the nobility of the empire, after all, being able to be promoted to this level itself means that it is good enough, but there are many disadvantages, after all, the strength is strong and the brain is easy to use, which does not mean that it must be good at management.

In fact, many great wizards don't put their minds on managing the territory at all, and they are all managed by the wizards of the schools below, and the level can only be described as uneven.

Not to mention that there are so many cities within the kingdom, and even more if you count the empire, wizards alone can't manage them at all.

Lynn didn't hide the intention of pinching, and soon told the examination selection system that he was going to implement.

For example, in the land of wizards, the promotion of official wizards is evaluated through tests, and Lynn optimized this system again when he was in the harbor of Iyeta, so they also have some understanding.

"Is it based on grades to admit students on the basis of merit? So what exactly should be tested? Vittorio asked with a deep groan.

"First of all, literature, if a manager can't even read and write, how can he understand the orders we give?" Lynn explained them one by one.

"Then there is the Olympiad, the ability to count has a wide range of applications, and it is also necessary!" "The last is to test some career-related content, such as agricultural managers, must understand the climate, farming, and the control of various alchemy instruments."

In this way, managers who pass the exam only need to get used to the work a little before they can get started.

However, the high-level managers should be mainly wizards, after all, a commoner can't manage a wizard with great power, which Lynn is still very clear, so he can only choose a wizard who is good at management.

As for those wizards who are extremely powerful and not good at management, they will be drawn into the council and given an identity and status that is in line with their strength, so that they will not be dissatisfied.

In addition, all the administrators only have administrative power, such as the local city lords, who are not qualified to form and command the army, and are appointed by the council, completely abolishing the hereditary system.

Lynn described his thoughts as concisely as possible, and also added the corresponding procuratorial and reporting systems, and almost took out a code directly.

(End of chapter)