Don't call me evil god

Chapter 605: The Sharp Blade of Public Opinion

Border people are not welcome in the capital, even the descendants of nobles.

At that time, Pete didn't quite understand all this. While waiting in the palace's School of Arcane Magic, the children of the royal capital's nobles gathered in small groups to discuss professions, honor, magic and the like.

Pete leaned over to join in their discussion.

As a result, he was greeted with a disdainful remark: "Stay away from us if you come from the border."

After the test is completed.

The children who were confirmed to have the potential to become 3rd-level battle mages were overjoyed. They received pre-admission certificates from the Palace Academy of Arcane Magic. If they wanted to become a spellcaster, the door of the academy would always be open to them.

Those who lack affinity are filled with disappointment.

Pete's situation is middle-class.

He was not so bad as to have no affinity at all. The test results proved that he could become a spellcaster, but it was expected that it would be difficult for him to be promoted to level 3 in the future. He was just a little short of the admission threshold of the Reyak Palace School of Arcane Magic.

Insufficient than above, more than below.

Even if you cannot become a tier 3 mage, you can start as a mage apprentice by finding a spellcaster to guide you. There will definitely be no problem with having the identity of a spellcaster.

But even if the test results show that the children of the royal nobles have no affinity with the Goddess of Magic and the Magic Network is too lazy to pay attention to them, they will still point fingers at Pete with a clear conscience.

"Those coming from the border are no good. I already knew that."

"They are just guys who only know how to use brute force."

"He wants to be a noble and elegant wizard? Why don't you look at yourself in the mirror?"

"Maybe there's no mirror over there at all!"

Then a group of people started laughing.

That trip to the capital left a very deep impression on Pete.

It's been a few years.

He is no longer the kid “from the border”.

But the royal capital still seems to be the same royal capital as before.

Nothing has changed.

The news in "Trade and Wealth" was indeed very well-informed. They had just arrived in the royal capital for more than a day, and the news had already spread.

But the content of the entire report was basically praising and praising Miranda.

It first tells how she led the people of the eastern border, bravely broke into the dark forest, set up a camp there, resisted monsters, and finally formed a stable civilized territory.

Then there is the content about Ceylon's Eternal Night.

The description in this part is extremely biased.

The Countess of Ceylon was portrayed as a paranoid and self-willed person, as if she was not bewitched by the cultists, but actively accepted the "help" from them.

First, it emphasized Miranda's heroic image of standing up in the disaster and saving Ceylon from danger.

Then, in a rather "objective" tone, he asked the readers:

“We can’t help but ask.”

"A large amount of the taxes collected by the kingdom every year are sent to the eastern region. The reason is to resist monsters and guard the border."

"Why in the face of disaster, it was not the Eastern nobles who we had placed our high hopes on who saved Ceylon, but a great woman who was born and raised in the capital."

"Have the nobles in the eastern region really used the taxes sent as subsidies properly?"

“This is a question worth pondering.”

"..."

After listening to Miranda's retelling, Lancelot angrily scolded: "They took it out of context. If they write it like this, many people who don't know the truth will misunderstand it!"

He was a native of Ceylon and had personally experienced the disaster at that time.

The Countess's various counterintuitive actions stemmed from the influence and inducement of the cultists. After witnessing with his own eyes how the nine major clans of the Stone Castle were completely infiltrated by the Church of the Supreme Truth, Lancelot could deeply understand this.

not to mention.

Miranda was just one of hundreds of Ceylonese and immigrants from Greenport who rose to the occasion during the disaster. As a result, the report seemed to be a one-man show for Miranda.

She received divine revelation at the first opportunity;
She decided to lead the people to rescue;

She stopped the Countess from being bewitched by the cultists.

The others just became her background.

Miranda also blushed.

Others read as third-person stories;
Miranda is speaking from a first-person perspective; she is reading a story that describes "herself."

This report is completely forcibly putting all the credit on Miranda.

This is a typical exaggeration.

"Is it possible," Pete said slowly, "that the purpose of the person who wrote these things was to mislead the readers?"

"The capital is too far from the eastern border, and the people here can't really go to Ceylon to find someone to confirm the authenticity. They will easily believe whatever is written in the report."

"These are things that the people of the capital want to see, love to see, and enjoy seeing."

"Not only is there a hero from the capital, but we can also discredit the East."

"Even if you intend to clarify, to what extent do you think it would be useful?"

"Run into the street and yell?"

"Remember Bron, what happened when he did that?"

"I guess if we did the same, there would probably be a new report with a headline like 'Hero' of the Eastern Border Suspected of Suffering from Mania and Delusions."

"Public opinion is an invisible and intangible sword."

Lancelot said in frustration, "What should we do then?"

Pete pursed his lips and said, "Don't worry about what it says. We just need to do our best first."

"All in all, we can count our own people in the capital on our hands. You don't think we can fight against the public opinion of the entire capital alone, do you?"

"Besides, there are benefits to such biased reporting."

"It allows us to quickly identify who in the capital is our friend and is willing to stand by our side."

"For example, Archmage Alcandas, would he take this report seriously?"

Lancelot pounded the armrest of the sofa lightly, feeling a little depressed. "But I'm still a little unhappy. Is there no way to clarify it?"

Pete sneered: "Who said there is no way? Of course there is a way!"

"How can an invisible weapon be better than a visible fist?"

"As long as we have a strong enough fist..."

The words were not finished.

"Boom, boom, boom."

There was a careful knock on the door of the Luxury Mystery Suite.

The three of them looked at each other.

They were all a little surprised.