I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

The public and the lower classes got nothing, but the bishop who was partial and unjust got a lot of money.

The long winter in the past was a blessing from the goddess Heraclea, because in this season, the sleepless tree would produce very good fruits and bring wealth to people.

Today's long winter has become the shadow of death, bringing only gray death.

Every winter, rebellions broke out in various places. But they could not really start any rebellion because the Riverside people were deeply divided due to the various propaganda and policies of the church.

A small Heracarian sect was divided into 127 different branches!

People born on different years, months and days will have serious conflicts with their parents because of the different meanings represented by the astrology!
Initially, this policy was intended to check and divide the Heracles, the Dracula family, and its vassals. Today, this policy is still effective—although the nobles have come together for common interests and have become increasingly close, the lower classes are full of contradictions.

This made it impossible for the nobles to rally the people to rebel against the church, and also led the Dracula family to the extreme of a cult - only the true God could rally everyone together.

For all men are one man, and all gods are one God.

The Dracula family believes that the true Lord can make everyone put aside their conflicts and embrace each other closely.

But he woke up too late.

The nobles have been secretly supporting the rebellion, but the rebels are powerless.

There are dozens of rebel groups of all sizes in the entire province, and in each of them, there is a charlatan who claims to be a god.

So often when they get together, they will quarrel and even fight among themselves, and cannot truly unite.

This year's winter has been exceptionally long, and the uprisings have intensified. However, these people lack a unified ideological framework, cannot distinguish between primary and secondary contradictions, and cannot clearly identify who is friend and who is foe. Therefore, they are unlikely to accomplish anything significant.

Each of them was shouting in the darkness, but their voices could not come together.

What's worse is that the people don't support them at all.

These people were indeed not united, but they were indeed fighting for the future of all people. However, the civilians did not understand and thought that the revolutionary army was fighting for the property of their gods.

The civilians who suffered from cold and hunger hated the revolutionary army more than the priests.

Without popular support and riddled with internal contradictions, they would have frozen to death or starved to death in the bitter winter if Earl Barr had not secretly supported them.

Hearing this, Roland couldn't help but sigh. He thought to himself, "No matter how severe the division becomes, when people's suffering reaches its limit, the cries in the darkness will unite. But under the suppression of the church and theocracy, this time will surely be extremely long."

The people of the riverside have long reached the critical point of awakening and explosion, but there are gods in this world whose demand for faith is above all else, so they are tightly bound.

This bondage comes from the ideological imprint that God has imposed on the world, and no one can cut it apart except the gods themselves!

The fire of truth cannot ignite the darkness here, at least not now.'

Roland discovered that it would be extremely difficult for wizards to change the South. The influence of the gods and the church on the people was too deep.

If the Southerners could not understand who the Revolutionaries were fighting for, they certainly could not understand what the wizards were fighting for.

Compared to people who can make decisions for themselves, they would rather be sheep whose fate is controlled by farmers, even if they will be slaughtered.

The worst thing is that they only believe what the farmers say. In their eyes, everyone except the farmers is a wolf that eats sheep.

The rebels are a group of awakened sheep. Although they are not united enough and their cries cannot unite as one, they should be able to awaken more people and eventually awaken everyone.

But once they awaken, people will regard them as wolves and no longer trust them.

Therefore, the church only needed to use a little effort to suppress the uprising.

Even if the church just relaxes its policies a little and gives the people a way to survive, the civilians will sing praises to the gods while helping the church to suppress the rebels with their own hands.

There is almost no basic environment for revolution here, because there is a paradox here - in the words of the lords, that is, unless the gods go crazy and come down to earth to lead the revolutionary army to revolutionize themselves, it is impossible for the revolution to have mass support!
Judging from some of the discussions among the lords, the rebel army seems to have undergone a "small" change recently. The revolutionary army seems to have truly awakened, and more and more people are supporting it.

But it doesn't make any sense to everyone.

In everyone's opinion, no matter how many of them there were, even if everyone in Angel River joined the revolution, it would be meaningless.

Because everything in this world comes from God’s grace!
Without divine grace, all is lost.

The rebels have no divine grace, and their members are destined to be ordinary people.

How can a group of mortals armed with cold weapons fight against those invulnerable humanoid Gundams who have cheats enabled by gods?

The rebels were initially just a group of lumberjacks. They had been avoiding the lords' troops and didn't dare attack the town. Their biggest rebellion was logging.

But as more and more people came, some charlatans gradually emerged among them. Although these people pretended to be superstitious, their thinking was very clear. They knew that if they did not overthrow the church's rule in Angel River, the people of Angel River would not be able to survive.

So, the rebels gradually began to revolt in earnest.

Especially three months ago, after the various rebel forces gathered together for consultation, it was heard that they seemed to have reached some results after the argument and nominated two people.

Someone said, "It's said that there are two more charlatans pretending to be gods in the rebel army. Their thinking is very clear and they are well versed in theology. Their tricks are more powerful than those of other charlatans, and they look like real magic. Even some priests in the church have been deceived and joined the rebels."

"I heard that too. It seems those sons of bitches from the Potter family led their troops to suppress the rebellion, but not only were they defeated, but their castle was also occupied. He and the priests of the territory's church were even paraded through the streets for public trial."

"This heavy snow has been falling intermittently for a few weeks now. The spies can't travel far, and the news is blocked. I don't know what's going on recently."

"The Potter family is the most loyal dog of the church. They have a strong army and are extraordinary. Their territory was actually captured by the rebels? Those two charlatans are a bit unusual."

"What's the point? Every time there's a rebellion, dozens of self-proclaimed gods emerge from the rebel army, and there are even some dark wizards who have fled here from the East. Their methods are more powerful than those of the priests from the Church. But in the end, what happens? What happens?"

"Yeah, let alone these rebel peasants, even if the wizards from the East Territory are at the gates of the city, they can't take down Angel River."

Roland thought to himself, "That's not wrong. If the Crusaders enter the city, it will be really difficult to fight them."

The recent uprising was indeed somewhat different. The Vatican, including the regional bishops, had already sent a number of priests to support the forces of the local lords. However, there was no news of these lords' private armies and priests.

The Church believed that the cult was behind the incident and that the priests were actually Count Barr's men. They even believed that the lords and priests had joined the rebels.

Earl Barr and his men didn't think so, but they believed that the rebels' defeat of the lord's army was justified. After all, in order to deal with those noble vassals who were not loyal to Grey Falcon, the earl and his men had secretly provided the rebels with supplies.

Everyone believed that defeating the lord's private army was the limit of the rebels' ability, as this was the limit of Grey Falcon City's support. No matter how much they rebelled, they could not defeat the regular army, could not threaten Grey Falcon City, and even less could they defeat the Crusaders.

Many people even believed that the uprising was about to die down. With the arrival of the Crusaders, more and more eyes were fixed on Grey Falcon City, and the Earl had no choice but to stop providing logistical support to the rebels.

Especially in the past two weeks, the communication between Grey Falcon City and the rebels has gradually been cut off, not to mention the supply of supplies.

The rebels have no popular support and no divine grace.

Therefore, if Grey Falcon City stops providing support, they might not even be able to survive this heavy snow.

As the lords chatted, they realized that the rebels were simply unable to help the Grey Falcons capture the Acropolis.

Someone mentioned that the rebels had been gathering toward Grey Falcon City for some time. The lords, believing the rebels were running out of supplies, attempted to negotiate with the nobles about joining forces in the city to fight the Crusaders.

That female revolutionary army cadre should have come to discuss this matter.

The Earl could talk to her, but letting the rebels into the city was obviously not a good decision.

People were not worried that the rebels would take over the city after entering it - just a bunch of peasants who couldn't even afford to eat?
This group of people has no divine grace to help them, so they probably don't even have a first-level priest. What can they do? A few hundred first-level knights can destroy them.

Therefore, the lords simply regarded the rebels as refugees.

Letting them into the city is like letting refugees into the city. If they were ordinary refugees, it would be fine, but this group of refugees refused to obey management.

Not to mention that Grey Falcon City has so many secrets, just the dozens of charlatans, big and small, who claim to be gods in the rebel army are enough to give people a headache.

Someone said: "These charlatans are so arrogant, each of them thinks they are the real god. They can't fight and they don't listen to orders. Alas."

"Disobeying orders is a small matter. I'm afraid that those charlatans will come in and attack us with swords."

Roland sighed secretly and said, "Indeed, the original intention of the rebels was to start an uprising on the banks of the Angel River.

If we regard Angel River as the Qing Dynasty, the rebels are the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom that revolted in the Qing Dynasty, and the Holy Army are foreigners.
The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was originally intended to overthrow the Qing Dynasty. There was no way they could unite with the Qing Dynasty to deal with the foreigners!

The rebels are of no help to Grey Falcon City in dealing with the Crusaders. It would be best if they could just cause trouble.

It was just because they were too weak that Grey Falcon City didn't care about them, so they all began to gather nearby. The lords were still discussing whether to provide them with financial support or let them enter the city to avoid the snow and live a few more days.

If they were really allowed to enter the city, they would definitely kill the nobles - those charlatans would even think that Earl Bal was scared and surrendered!
Essentially speaking, the rebels, the Crusaders, and Grey Falcon City are all hostile to each other!

Therefore, Grey Falcon City and the rebels definitely cannot stand together.

The rebels are causing trouble, and the Crusaders are coming again. The current situation is extremely tense, and the lords are in a state of great headache.

The lords ignored the chaos of the rebels and wanted to discuss how to deal with the Crusaders, but Earl Bar waved his hand and ended the talks.

He said, "That's all for today."

Many lords were puzzled. After all, today's meeting was specifically to discuss the affairs of the Crusaders, and the Earl stopped the meeting before they could come to a conclusion.

Moreover, the matter of the rebel army has not been decided yet. The snow is so heavy that they may not be able to hold on for a few more days.

However, Earl Bal was very prestigious, so no one dared to object and they bowed and left.

Only then did Roland realize that there were some priests in the crowd. These people were not lords in name, but in their own parishes, they were lords, and their power was often greater than that of lords.

They saluted the count with the same courtesy as they would the patriarch.

Roland thought to himself, "Count Barr is a man who possesses both royal and divine power. His own strength is also very impressive. I'm afraid that woman from the Vatican would be wary of him."

Dean Xiata's secret techniques were not able to deceive his eyes. Although it was also because I was not well-trained, since he was able to find me, I am afraid that no one in this castle can cause trouble under his nose.

It's no wonder the lords dared to plot loudly here, because no one could eavesdrop under the earl's nose.

At this time, the last few people who left had closed the door, and only Roland and Count Bar were left in the room.

Roland appeared calm on the surface, and his heart was also very calm.

Just as Roland expected, after the hall was empty, Count Bal prostrated himself on the ground and excitedly called out the Holy Lord's name.

——"Holy, foolish, original Lord! You have finally awakened!"

Roland closed his eyes tightly and thought to himself, "Sure enough! These followers of Heracles are even more fanatical than the Old Church!"
The old religion created gods and regarded itself as the guide of gods.

And they regard themselves as slaves of God!'

Roland believed that even if the group of people summoned a normal witch instead of him today, they would still make sense of it and treat her as a god.

Because they firmly believe that the Lord has not yet awakened, is influenced by personality and human nature, and is not yet omniscient and omnipotent - to put it bluntly, this group of believers is very stubborn and has damaged their brains through self-brainwashing.

Roland didn't know why he had come to this cult, and moreover, to the cult of that crazy woman named Helaka. But he was becoming more and more calm now.

Regardless of whether these cultists are a bunch of lunatics or not, they can't see through their own identities, right?
Because I am really the genuine product!

Therefore, there is no problem of having your identity revealed, and you are very safe here.

Therefore, Roland no longer has any worries.

He looked at Earl Baal and pondered for a moment before saying, "Baal, I was not summoned by you. I did not hear your call. I came here to follow the call of the Thousand-Eyed King, Reynard.

He is my prophet, from the well of faith I come.”

Roland's words were actually true, but he knew that Count Barr would have a hard time digesting this information.

So Roland was consuming his own credibility. He was taking a risk. But he had to take it, because it was the best way to get these cultists to abandon their original ideas and join the wizards.

Count Barr had kept his head down and didn't look directly at Roland. After hearing Roland's words, he paused for two seconds. (End of this chapter)