Chapter 1243: 1 everything under control

"stand right here?"
After going through several wars with the aim of ‘combat’, Viscount Gwell quickly grew up.
Now when he looks back, the "games" among the nobles are extremely ridiculous, and I don't know how ridiculous he was at first. I think this kind of "game" can be called "civilized war"-that's just It is an exchange of interests in the name of war, and the unspoken rule of "no killing of nobles" is even more absurd.
He used to be a bit "naive" and "cowardly", but he didn't realize the truest aspect of such things as "nobles" until he experienced the real wars.
The life for'goodness' for many years seems to have really changed him, especially when he saw that the territory became prosperous because of what he did and pushed the Gwell family to become prosperous together. It's mixed flavors.
They have been on the wrong path. The nobles and civilians are not just a simple "exploitation relationship". They only use exploitation, even if they can make the family prosperous, but if they do so, the development speed and development prospects are far from good. Run your own territory and let the territory prosper while promoting the development of the family.
This problem is obvious, many people can see it, however, how many people can resist their greed?
Even he himself had to make contact with the elven clan and needed his protection before disguising himself as a'good lord'. The other nobles must have been too lazy to do it.
As long as they are exploited, the family can be developed, and it is easier and more convenient for them to obtain wealth. So why do they have so much trouble to manage the territory?
You have to know that if you want to operate the territory, you will have to invest a lot in the early stage, and you can’t even determine whether you can get a profit. In this way, how many nobles will take this risk?
Therefore, the confrontation between nobles and civilians will inevitably occur. If this natural class confrontation is not handled well, it will cause riots.
Generally speaking, most civilians are ambitious and only hope that they can lead a good life. Whoever allows them to lead a good life will support them. Once they can’t survive, they will choose to resist.
Although it is cruel, it is not difficult to destroy the "noble class" and the "divided system" if used properly.
Viscount Gwell knew very well that he has now become a "crowbar". The elven clan must pry the aristocratic class of the empire by themselves, the progressive church must pry the civilians by themselves, and he also hopes to defeat those nobles. , Sit in that position by yourself.
He knew this very well, so he was also playing the role of "crowbar" dutifully, and now, it is finally time to use him again.
This time, both the elves and the progressive church need to use their own experience to pry the civilians’ ignorance of the nobles’ trust. To let the civilians know that if they want to create happiness, they need to defeat the bad nobles, as long as the bad nobles are still there. Ruling them, they will never be able to live a happy life.
This is a'speech', a speech to civilians in one-fifth of the Empire's territory!
The elves of the elven king's court will carry out joint spellcasting through the'Internet', spreading his voice to one-fifth of the empire's territory through the'plants', allowing civilians to hear his voice and his speech.
There is no doubt that this is inciting civilians to rebel against the nobility. This is a rebellious act. If he really does that, then I am afraid that it is not just the nobility of the empire. He will also be hated by most nobles in this world.
In addition to the Progressive Church, he was the first person to dare to do this kind of thing blatantly.
Most civilians will regard him as an idiot, and even more will curse him, but he does not care about these!
As long as the family can develop, he doesn’t mind being cursed by others, not to mention that cursing is something that stupid people will do, because what he said is ‘fact’, an irrefutable fact.
Viscount Gwell stood nervously in front of a metal microphone. He could hardly imagine that even elves who only played ‘natural spells’ would use this kind of thing.
"Yes, this spell is our latest development. Not only can we cast spells remotely through the "Internet", but also can spread your voice thousands of miles away. As for this microphone, it is one of the spelling materials of the spell. Necessities, from the Kurkut Empire-don’t look at us like that, now all countries and mage organizations are advancing'globalization', to build the continent as a whole, and our elves and your court mage association There is not much enmity between them, the main target is the nobles of your empire." The natural mage sent by the elven clan supported his glasses and said plainly, "This microphone can be connected to the "network", and this spell is also born from the network. If there is no Internet, this spell will not be born at all."
"We call it the "Voice of Nature", it is naturally impossible for ordinary plants to access the Internet, but the signal of the network is propagated through the "magic wave", so that the magic wave carries the information of "sound" to spread around , When passing the plants, let the magic stay in it for a while, and the echo of the sound will come out from it. Of course, the plants have no vocal organs, but the essence of the sound is the sound waves generated by the vibration of the object, so just let The leaves, petals, and even the main body of the plant emit the same vibration frequency, and the sound can be transmitted to the distance."
Hearing the explanation of the mage of nature, Viscount Gwell felt dizzy and he could not understand these things at all.
But he also knows that through these things and spells, his voice can reach far away and reach the ears of civilians.
Lips slightly pursed, Viscount Gwell took a deep breath, calmed the tension, and after a moment of pondering, whispered: "...Can I start now?"
The natural mage nodded slightly, "If you need it, you can start at any time."
"Then start now!" Viscount Gwell closed his eyes and murmured softly, "Through this, I will be able to defeat those noblemen...right?"
"Yes, that's exactly our purpose." Viscount Gwell didn't see that when the natural mage, who had always been indifferent, talked about this, his mouth could not help but lifted up, and his eyes seemed to burn with flames.
While talking, the natural mage took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the elven king's court.
Viscount Gwell opened his eyes in a complicated look, saw the elf's ears tremble, and showed him the page of his mobile phone at this time.
After a while, the branches and leaves of the plants around them tremble without wind, and this phenomenon is constantly spreading to the distance, allowing more plants to join the ranks.
In an instant, all the plants began to tremble in the eyes, and countless rustling branches and leaves brought heartfelt shock to Viscount Gwell.
In order for this spell to work smoothly, they stood in a wood, a steel stand with a microphone erected in front of Viscount Gwill, and the green and yellow weeds had just barely crossed their feet. In this late autumn, The leaves of the trees have long faded, and the flowers that bloomed are also thanked...
In this gloomy late autumn, because of the war, countless civilians were displaced. This war affected the entire Kurkut Empire, leaving tens of thousands of people homeless, and a famine was inevitable.
Viscount Gwell stepped forward silently, holding the microphone and exhaling slowly.
"Poor civilians~EbookFREE.me~ Can you hear me?"
His voice spread rapidly around, and in a short period of time, it had spread to the limit-one-fifth of the Kurkut Empire.
"I am... one of the culprits of this war, Viscount Gwell, I hope you will listen to me and then join me in overthrowing those nobles who brutally exploit all ‘civilians’!

Viscount Gwell squeezed his lips and silently clasped the microphone. He wanted to make the nobles’ evil acts public. Only in this way could he provoke the anger of the civilians, so as to pry the entire noble class, even if it would make him He was hated by the nobles and resented by the civilians who were displaced by him, and he did not care.
He and the elves and the progressive church each need what they need. He only needs what he wants. For this, he can do whatever he wants!
The natural mage saw all this in his eyes, and then wrote it as a text message and sent it to Rurno Luces.
Everything is under control!
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