After learning the good news that the Moon God would soon be resurrected and obtaining the design drawings of the musket, the nobles and priests who had been confused since the collapse of the church and the fall of the empire saw the dawn of hope.
"What we need to do next is to continue to strengthen the Moon Watchers and select believers who still believe in the great Moon God from among those officials, merchants and even civilians... Only more and more devout prayers can let the Lord see our sincerity in repenting!" Bishop Seediq said solemnly.
This is not an easy task, because over the past five years, those cunning wizards have used money, materials, land and other means to bribe and corrupt the faith of the people of the empire.
Fortunately, the thousand-year rule of the Empire and the Church is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. While many civilians have abundant material resources, they are very poor in spirit and long for the great Lord to save them!
Those wizards only conquered these people's bodies but did not truly occupy their hearts. People all miss the grand scene when the nobles and the church ruled the entire continent together!
Therefore, within the empire, there are still many people who secretly worship the Moon God, but they dare not pray openly due to the cruelty and persecution of the wizards!
Tiral and other nobles also echoed Seediq's words, discussing how to build a large musket factory and mobilize the people to oppose the rule of the wizards.
Listening to everyone seriously discussing how to counterattack the Magic Kingdom, a young Imperial Viscount in the corner had a strange look on his face and almost laughed out loud.
Pym is a Viscount of the Empire, but he is also a member of the Dark Guard, responsible for eliminating all threats within the kingdom.
The identity of this nobleman was certainly not false, otherwise he would not have been able to infiltrate the Moon Watchers organization so easily. It's just that Pym had long seen that the Empire and the Church were bound to fail, so he made his bet early and decisively changed sides.
As a price, all the hereditary titles and lands were taken away, but the family's wealth was retained. More importantly, the parliament did not restrict anyone from becoming a wizard or learning magic! With a knowledge reserve far superior to that of ordinary people, coupled with the power of the magic network, Pym successfully became a formal wizard.
Powerful magic and various novel alchemical creations are all new experiences that you have never been able to enjoy before.
Whether traveling or living, it is a hundred times more comfortable than being a noble! But human greed is always endless. Pym naturally hopes to go one step further and become a great wizard!
This represents greater power and a longer lifespan, as well as the possibility of entering the core of the parliament! However, Pym knew very well that his knowledge was far from outstanding, and the only thing he could hope for was to gain high enough merits, which was why he gave up his decent and comfortable life and became a secret guard.
[Moon Watchers] are his target, and Pym infiltrates them to find out what shocking conspiracy this group of remnants of the empire are planning.
The result made him extremely disappointed. That's it... That's it? !
Pym was sure that if these people had seen how the Parliament captured the Holy City, they would never have the ridiculous idea of using muskets to organize civilians to counterattack the Magic Kingdom.
It was just that due to the need for military training and the lack of opponents, they used conventional weapons, that is, muskets and cannons, when attacking major cities in the empire! Even so, without the support of the church, the so-called elite of the empire were vulnerable to firearms.
The so-called imperial capital only lasted three days before it fell, and that was because they did not bomb the city at will for fear of hurting civilians.
It seems that such conservatism has given rise to some unrealistic ideas among some people, who think that relying on old firearms technology can threaten the kingdom. This is simply a foolish dream! Realizing that this organization is just a bunch of idiots with problems in their brains who are still immersed in their past fantasies, Pym was very disappointed. It seems that the expected great achievements are about to fly.
However, regarding the "awakening" of the Moon God and the church clergy regaining their mastery of divine arts, it is necessary to report it as soon as possible.
The nobles and priests who were discussing loudly had no idea that there was a traitor among them.
A tall and thin nobleman seemed to have suddenly thought of something and hurriedly reminded him. "My Lord Bishop, I heard that those wizards recently created something called a video stone, which is played in a loop throughout the kingdom, defiling the great Lord and promoting the rule of the parliament and wizards!"
"Video Stone?! What is this thing?" Seediq couldn't help but frowned, and was very wary of the new creations made by the wizards.
"It seems to be similar to an opera, and it will be shown in the town tonight." The young nobleman said hesitantly.
Hearing that it was similar to an opera, a look of contempt suddenly appeared on Seediq's face.
Of course he knew about opera, which originated from the stories sung by bards, such as warriors slaying dragons, and down-and-out nobles gaining the appreciation of big men and reaching the peak of their lives.
Some poor people, merchants and small nobles were very enthusiastic about this, but in Seediq's opinion, it was just a script written by bards to satisfy the imagination of the lower classes, and it was not worthy of being on the stage! However, considering that the wizards were making such a big fuss, Seediq looked at everyone and told them that if they were free tonight, they could go and find out what the parliament was doing.
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You must know that the Parliament offered a very high reward in order to capture these remnants of the Empire and the Church.
Many untouchables who had completely abandoned their faith in God were extremely keen on reporting suspicious persons to local officials. Therefore, even though the farm with an area of dozens of miles around was contracted, they had to act cautiously and separately.
Tiral was one of the last few to walk out of the manor. He was still reluctant to leave the moment he stepped out of the door, because here he was the great earl of the empire and the future king of Hadratha. But once he walked out of this door, he turned back into an ordinary worker.
Tiral only hopes that the great Moon God can awaken soon and restore the glory of the empire.
After secretly returning to the town, the vigilant Tiral immediately noticed something different. A huge poster was posted at the gate of the town, which instantly attracted his attention.
On the poster, a priest in a white robe with a ferocious face is holding a scepter high, facing a wizard named Yaoyao who is surrounded by flames, storms and ice. Behind him, under the protection of a shield made of elements, two poor men and women with ragged clothes but determined expressions can be vaguely seen.
Tiral could tell at a glance that this was a life-and-death duel between the church bishop and a wizard...and it seemed to be related to those low-class untouchables, which made people think a lot.
The poster is also very detailed, whether it is the powerful divine arts, the gorgeous magic, or even the wrinkles and expressions on the faces of several people, they are all clearly visible, as if the duel is happening right in front of you.
Tiral knew that this was the magic that wizards called optical photography, which could record what was happening.
The cover of Magic Daily used the same magic, and some ignorant civilians even thought that wizards had frozen time and put it into the photo.
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Of course, Tiral would not believe such outrageous remarks. Moreover, all major cities sell an alchemical device called a camera, which can take a lifelike photo by simply pressing a switch.
Just buying a camera requires 50 gold coins, which is not something that ordinary civilians can afford! And this poster is like a super-enlarged version of a photo. Even Tiral, who was not very interested in movies before, couldn't help but feel a little curious at this moment. After hesitating for a while, he walked in the direction indicated by the poster.
The movie was screened in the widest and most conspicuous square, and the ticket price was not expensive, only one silver coin was needed, which was equivalent to a few days' salary for the kingdom's citizens. It was not a problem to bring the whole family to watch the movie, which also meant that the number of moviegoers was beyond imagination.
Almost all the residents of the town had arrived, and tens of thousands of people gathered in the small square. The five thousand chairs prepared in advance were not enough, and there was not enough space to put the chairs, so the rest of the people could only stand and watch the movie.
The residents who were on the periphery and whose vision was blocked were trying their best to squeeze in, but some smart ones brought their own mats and stood higher than the other. Hundreds of children even climbed onto the eaves above their heads. This was the best viewing position!
Relying on his excellent physical fitness, Tiral squeezed to the front row amidst the insults. Although he had no seat, he could clearly see the scene ahead.
In the center of the square was a large area that was deliberately left empty. There were no opera singers or even a stage. The only thing that could be seen were nine projection stones suspended in the air.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Sean, who was in charge of the screening, asked people to stop selling tickets. Then he cleared his throat, cast a sound amplification spell, and shouted loudly.
"quiet!"
The sound, as loud as a bell, instantly drowned out the discussions of tens of thousands of people, and the noisy square slowly became quiet.
Although there is no strict class division in the kingdom now, it still exists in private, especially wizards who have great say.
After the square became silent, Sean announced the start of today's movie screening. With a flick of his finger, the nine projection stones suspended in the air immediately dispersed and flew to various corners of the square.
Then a blinding light burst out from it, covering the entire square. Tiral subconsciously squinted his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he couldn't help but show horror, and the civilians around him kept exclaiming.
In just such a short moment, they arrived at a piece of farmland from the bustling square, with green grass under their feet and a yellow-orange wheat field in front of them.
Tiral couldn't help but squat down and wanted to pull out a piece of grass to confirm its authenticity, but his hand passed through the grass leaves.
It is obvious that this is not a real thing, but a projection of magic and light, which together form a visual effect that is so real that it is hard to tell the difference between the real thing and the fake one!
(End of this chapter)
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