Chapter 889

"Resist! We have to fight! Overthrow the aristocracy and the eternal church, and build a fair and beautiful country like Fengyue free collar! "

In a pub in maniyah City, an apparently drunk man said angrily.

His voice was so loud that he could hear it clearly in the small tavern. People around him could not help but cast fear and admiration, but with a little alienated and compassionate sight.

Almost in an instant, there was a lot of space beside him, leaving only his companion with a look of panic. He nervously pulled his sleeve again and again, and could not help but remind him anxiously in a low voice as he glanced to a certain direction of the tavern

"Are you crazy!? The guards are drinking over there. When they hear your complaints, they will come and catch you soon! "

The drunkard belched when he heard his companion's words.

He didn't know whether it was because he drank too much or because he was too angry, so his red eyes glared at a silver guard sitting on the other side of the tavern, who was also a large seat empty, and there seemed to be endless flames in his eyes.

"What about catching it? The big deal is death! It's better to stand up than to be forced to death by the new tax bill and the recruitment law! It's all death. If you die in the Dorothy castle, you may be remembered like Lord St. John! "

The drunkard roared angrily as he pounded the table with his fist.

After listening to him, the eyes of the people in the tavern were very complicated.

Seems to think of a series of recent events in the country, a sense of sadness spread in the pub.

The drunkard's complaints continued. He was drinking, growling and crying.

Affected by him, the emotions of the tavern guests have obviously become lost and sad, and under the sadness, the depression is discontent and anger

One after another, the voices of discussion began to ring out

"But... What can we do? The nobles are too powerful, but we have nothing... "

"Yes, one of the noble master's magic can destroy the whole tavern. How can we resist?"

"No! Can't the weak resist? I think he's right. No matter how weak we are, we have to bite a piece of meat from these abominable noble pigs and church dogs! "

"Or the Church of life is right. They are all the people of the Empire. Why should they be superior and oppress us?"

"Yes! The greed of the nobility and the eternal church has no bottom line. If we do not resist, our situation will only get worse and worse! "

"We have to fight! We must overthrow this decadent country

The more people said it, the more excited and angry they were. In the end, the whole pub seemed to ignite the anger of the common people.

It was not until the guard who was sitting on the inside stood up that the tavern became quiet.

Only the extraordinary can serve as the guard. As the Mannia guard loyal to the Empire, he is also the hound kept by the royal family, aristocracy and church.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the guards, with strong hostility, discontent and hidden fear.

The guards did not pay attention to the sight of these civilians.

He fixed his eyes on the drunkard who was the first to complain.

Feeling the sight of the guard, the drunkard glared at him and roared:

"What are you looking at? Don't you want to catch followers of the Church of life? Don't you want to catch the rebels? Come and get me! You are the running dog of the church and Empire! Pooh

The guard frowned and walked towards him, but he was soon stopped by the flattering tavern owner

"Mr. knight, Mr. knight, please calm down. Don't worry about him. He's a fool. I know this guy. He's very honest. He's drunk today! You don't have the same opinion with him... "

At the same time, a few young citizens who had just talked and also showed a strong aversion to the aristocracy and the church also stood up, or stood in front of the drunkard, or stood with him.

The guard raised his eyebrows and passed the tavern owner.

The common people on the drunkard side quietly picked up the wine bottle and fruit knife on the table, and some people picked up the stool.

They glared at the guards as if they were facing the enemy.

A tense atmosphere began to spread in the tavern.

"Come on! Noble running dog! Let me see if you are a bad ass of the guard. "Is it really as strong as simultaneous interpreting?"

The drunkard yelled with red eyes.

For a time, the smell of gunpowder in the tavern became more and more serious, and it seemed that there might be a big fight at any time.

The tavern owner's face changed a little. He looked around. He called the waiter and told him what to do. The waiter ran out in a hurry.

However, just when everyone thought a battle was about to break out, the guard just reached out and patted the drunkard on the shoulder

"Calm down, my friend. It's meaningless to rely on one cavity of blood."

Then, without looking back, he walked out of the tavern. Only when he reached the door, he stopped and said:

"Besides, I'm just a guard, not a nobleman, not a monk."

Then, his figure disappeared in people's sight.

Only a blank face of drunkards and other civilians, as well as a sigh of relief of the hotel owner.

After a while, a soldier, obviously dressed as a mercenary, came in under the guidance of the waiter. His eyes wandered around the tavern and frowned

"Where are the guards?"

"Gone, gone."

Said the tavern owner fearfully.

"Gone?"

The mercenary was stunned.

Then there are some doubts

"Can those bastards leave so peacefully after the conflict?"

"Who knows... I don't know when I will be in such a panic..."

The tavern owner sighed.

"Hey, if you can't get rid of the noble pig and the church dog, it's never the head!"

The mercenary sneered.

The tavern owner was stunned. It seems that he did not expect that the mercenary, who is said to be employed by the imperial authorities and has a good relationship with the city guard of maniyah, would say the same.

……

On the other side, the guard who left the pub turned left and right, and soon turned into a small lane in maniyah.

He went deep into the alley and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Inside the door came a warning inquiry.

"It's me, Bowen."

The guard's voice was low.

The door opened quickly, and a young man showed his figure and said in surprise:

"Chief Bowen, here you are!"

The guard named Bowen nodded gently.

"Is the tutor here?"

He asked.

"I've arrived. I'm waiting for you in there, and there are new guests today."

"New guests?"

Bowen raised his eyebrows.

After that, he looked at each other's excited look, and his heart moved

"Can't it be from the southwest?"

It seemed that he had missed something. The young man quickly covered his mouth with exaggerated expression, then slowly put down his hand and said with a mysterious smile:

"You'll know when you see the tutor."

Looking at the young man's secrecy, Bowen laughed.

He shook his head gently and went into the door.

The young man looked around warily after Bowen entered, and finally closed the door quietly.

Entering the door, through the living room and corridor, Bowen went to the deepest room.

"Master, chief Bowen is here."

The young man knocked on the door and said respectfully.

And then, there was a middle voice in the door:

"Come in."

The young man stepped aside, while Bowen took a breath, tidied up his armor and pushed the door in.

This is a small conference room. In front of it is a small and beautiful statue of goddess. In front of the conference table is a middle-aged man in a white priestly robe.

Bowen knelt down on one knee, stretched out his hand, drew a standard Scepter symbol on his chest, and said solemnly:

"Mr. Bowen, deputy commander of the seventh Imperial Guard Corps, has met the tutor!"

"Don't be so stiff. They are all believers of the goddess and comrades in arms fighting for their ideals."

The middle-aged man smiles.

After that, he looked straight again and asked seriously:

"Mr. Bowen, do you have any news recently?"

Bowen sighed

"Since the implementation of the new law, it has become more and more chaotic. Just before I came here, I almost had a conflict with people in the tavern, and the reason was that I was a member of the guards."

"It's hard to suppress the anger of the people..."

After listening to him, the middle-aged man sighed:

"No way, the nobility and the eternal church have never really regarded the ordinary people, especially the masses at the bottom, as compatriots. This is the tragedy of the Empire and of mankind."

Then he asked again:

"By the way, what happened to the Legion?"

Bowen looked solemn

"In addition to the leader's trusted troops, 70% of the soldiers are willing to join the just side at the most critical time to fight against the decadent empire!"

"Good! With your participation, we will overcome the darkness and usher in the light

The middle-aged priest was very happy.

After hearing what he said, Bowen said with emotion:

"As you know, the vast majority of the seventh guard regiment we are responsible for staying behind are selected from the common people. We are already dissatisfied with the practice of the Empire in recent years."

"It's all for the future..."

The middle-aged priest sighed softly.

But Bowen thought about it and said with worry:

"But... Tutor, our seventh Guard Corps is too weak. Even if all of them join the resistance, it will be very difficult to defeat the nobles and take control of the parliament."

"So we have to look for stronger power!"

The middle-aged priest said with firm eyes.

Bowen's heart moved

"Tutor, I heard from ruofrey, are there any guests today? Is it related to this? "

The middle-aged priest smiles

"That's what I want to say next. Don't you always wonder who I learned from under the goddess's crown? Today, I'd like to introduce my former mentor to you... "

With that, he stood up and headed for the back door on the other side of the room.

Bowen was curious and quickly followed.

The back door of the conference room leads to a small courtyard in which is planted a luxuriant oak tree.

Under the oak tree, a tall red haired elf is carrying his hands and enjoying the fountain not far away.

spirit?!

Bowen's eyes widened, and then perked up.

"Lord demacia, Bowen is here."

Said the middle-aged priest respectfully.

Demacia

Hearing the familiar name, Bowen was slightly stunned.

He felt vaguely that he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

Until the middle-aged priest reminds us:

"Lord demacia is one of the compilers of the canon of life. He has great attainments in the theoretical research of the Church of life. It is he who records the legend of Lord John and opens up the wisdom of the people for us!"

It's him!

Bowen suddenly realized, and then he was awed.

He knelt on one knee and saluted demacia respectfully and excitedly

"Bowen, a believer in life... Met Lord demacia!"

"Ha ha, don't be so polite and nervous. We are all believers under the goddess's crown. We are all one family."

Said demacia with a smile.

Don't say, when this guy is serious, he really has a sense of bluffing.

Feeling demacia's charming attitude, Bowen had more respect in his heart.

The middle-aged priest saluted and said respectfully:

"Mr. demacia, just now I discussed with Bowen. Although we have decided to resist, our strength is too weak. Even with Bowen's rebellion of the guards, I'm afraid we can't defeat the nobles who have high-level and even legendary professions..."

"You said before that it would bring us new power. Did you mean that the Elven forest would send the Elven chosen Legion?"

The middle-aged priest and Bowen looked forward, but demacia shook her head slightly

"No, the crisis of the human world and the history of the human world are, of course, best solved and rewritten by human beings themselves."

"Ourselves?"

Two people slightly a Leng.

"You mean, do you mean that there is anything else we can fight for?"

The middle-aged priest's eyes brightened.

"To be more precise, they have been won. What they are doing now is to liberate them and join us."

Demacia replied with a smile.

"Liberation?"

Two people looked at each other, face show doubt.

And demacia, with a smile, asked meaningfully:

"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you say is the place with the largest number of extraordinary people in maniyah?"

"Imperial Parliament? Most of the nobles are extraordinary people with great strength. "

Bowens cableway.

"No

Demacia shook her head.

Then he turned and looked in a certain direction

"In maniyah, the place with the most extraordinary power is not the parliament, nor the palace, but there."

They followed his eyes and saw a towering and gloomy castle.

It is the castle where political prisoners and heretics of the Holy maniyah empire are held. It is a prison that is said to never be broken. It is also the highest symbol of the authority of the whole holy maniyah Empire - dorolia.

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