Don't call me evil god

Chapter 350 The gradually intensified conflict

Chapter 350 The gradually intensified conflict
What made Petunia brave enough to step into Ceylon City was that he saw a group of Crusaders wearing silver armor through the city gate.

Behind the Crusaders, there was a group of people dressed in civilian clothes and looking a little dusty.

Seeing the people from the Glowing God Church, Petunia felt relieved.

Fortunately, the situation did not reach the worst.

Since the people of the Glowing God Cult are still here, it means that the city has not been completely conquered by monsters.

Petunia hurriedly took two other "second-generation nobles" whose fathers were also in Ceylon City and ran in the direction of the Crusaders.

After revealing their identities, they were given corresponding asylum.

"what?!"

"The Countess is trapped in the castle and unable to escape?"

"The Glorious God Cult took over Ceylon City?"

"The citizens were gathered in the refugee camp and provided with supplies?"

"The threat posed by the disaster is so serious that Bishop Henry Tran is preparing a large-scale divine ritual to guide the gods to descend and eliminate this disaster?!"

Petunia was stunned by the shock.

"What about the other nobles in the city?"

He was concerned about the situation of his father, Viscount Tostin.

Soon I got the corresponding answer:

"The countess is trapped, so the temporary manager and commander of the city is now Bishop Henry Tran. The noble professionals have also been gathered in the refuge camp, waiting for the large-scale divine ritual to be completed and the countess to be rescued."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"The supplies in the refugee camp are not sufficient. Do we need to collect them in the city?"

The news we got from the Crusaders was more explosive than the last.

The only thing that made him feel relieved was that his father was fine and he didn't have to worry about fighting over the family property due to the will.

But the situation remains very bad.

Pete Twain could figure it out with his toes.

The Countess, who possesses the strength of level 5, is trapped, and the regional bishop of the Church of the Glowing God is preparing a large-scale divine ritual for this purpose.

I'm afraid this problem cannot be solved by him killing a few monsters.

The teams that were collecting supplies arrived at the so-called refugee camp.

Passing through the wall of wooden stakes and fences, the environment inside made Petunia frown.

people.

There are people everywhere.

The conditions in a temporary shelter are definitely not as good as those in a normal residence or hotel.

The entire population of Ceylon City was gathered into this small area, so crowding was inevitable.

Most people were hugging or leaning against packages containing their belongings and supplies, their eyes full of vigilance.

They were afraid that their things would be stolen.

With the Glorious Priests maintaining order, robbing, violence and the like are definitely not allowed, and stealing is also prohibited, but -

Without evidence, there is no way to charge the thief.

Pete Twain soon learned the reason why they did this.

A bag of water purified by divine magic costs 20 copper coins;
A piece of bread, with half a portion of pickles and cheese, cost as much as one silver coin!
A blanket, which usually cost only a few dozen copper coins, also soared to more than 2 silver coins!

When Petunia heard the price, she was shocked. The Church of Knowledge's territory, located in the Dark Forest, did not have such outrageous prices.

There are even many things that are cheaper than in Ceylon.

One silver coin was enough for him to order a table full of delicious and tempting meals in Xiwei Territory, and eat until his stomach burst. But here he could only buy food for one meal.

The prices of all materials have generally increased by more than 20 times.

What made Pete Twain feel even worse was that:

When he arrived, a "fierce" conflict was breaking out at the scene.

Both sides of the conflict were arguing fiercely, but due to the rules set by the Glowing Light Cult that prohibited fighting and violence in the refugee camp, no one dared to cross the red line.

On one side were some citizens who looked very ordinary in their attire, and it seemed that they had been out looking for supplies, so many of their clothes were stained with stains and dirt.

On the other side…

...is Petunia's father, Viscount Tustin.

"At this point, why are you still holding on to your purses? When you pledged your allegiance to the king, didn't you swear to protect the civilians?"

"Miser! Scrooge! You are watching someone die without helping him. You are violating your noble oath!"

A middle-aged citizen with a shifty look pointed his finger at Viscount Tostin and cursed.

Viscount Tostin was also so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.

He angrily responded:
"Parasite! Vampire! Why are you blaming me for this!"

"I serve the king and protect your lives, not your property!"

“Isn’t the refugee camp safe enough? Aren’t your lives protected enough?”

"Why should I use my wealth to supply you with materials?"

"The laws of the kingdom stipulate that private property is sacred and inviolable. You are blackmailing me!"

The middle-aged citizen did not back down at all, even though the person in front of him was a noble viscount, a powerful 4th-level warrior, he was not afraid at all.

Because Bishop Henry Tran had personally promised everyone in front of many citizens at the refugee camp:
"No matter your birth, whether you are rich or poor, whether you are strong or weak, you are all the people of the God of Light who treat you equally."

"He will protect each of you without distinction. You are all equal."

“In the places where the gospel of the Lord is preached, the strong should protect the weak, and the rich should help the poor.”

"This is the Lord's doctrine, the glorious morality."

This promise became an important basis for the citizens to criticize Viscount Tostin!
The middle-aged citizen with shifty eyes cursed even more harshly:
"You aristocratic parasites, you are collecting a lot of tax money, but you are unwilling to donate even a penny to the Glorious Church."

"The daily use of the Radiant Divine Art to heal our pain and dispel evil requires a huge amount of materials. The church is already unable to make ends meet. In recent years, they have been borrowing money from the king to cover their expenses."

“Why don’t you give coins?”

"The bishop has already said that it is not that they want to set such a high price for the supplies, but that the divine ritual that Bishop Tran is preparing requires a large amount of precious materials and wealth."

"Therefore, they can only give priority to providing supplies and assistance to those who are willing to contribute to the Glorious God Cult."

"Everyone knows that the richest and most powerful people in Ceylon are you noble lords!"

"You are not afraid of monsters. You have enough supplies to protect yourselves."

"We don't have it, we need help!"

Pete Twain was shocked when she heard this.

He didn't expect that the biggest conflict that was intensifying would come from the citizens and nobles of Ceylon City.

……

(End of this chapter)

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