Baron Dahl's territory?
Sui Xiong paused for a moment before recalling this place.
It was a relatively remote territory, and Sui Xiong had originally intended to use it as an experimental site. He had sent the "European Prince" Kabala, who was the best at summoning oracles, to be the chief priest.
According to his plan, the local lord belonged to the evil camp, and would definitely clash with Kabala of the good camp. At that time, Kabala would inevitably have to summon oracles for help, and Sui Xiong would then be able to verify the usefulness of oracles to these mid-level clergymen.
Moreover, he could also use this matter to see to what extent the oracles could be used? At the same time, he could also try to advance oracles and so on … In short, there were many things that could be studied and tried.
However, even a god could not do everything as he wished. Although Sui Xiong's plan was very good, things did not develop as he had expected. In other words, Baron Dahl's actions were completely contrary to his expectations.
According to his plan, Baron Dahl would definitely not be able to tolerate the Void Mask's help and organization for the poor, and would sooner or later have a serious conflict with the Void Mask. But in fact, after witnessing the combat power of the Void Mask, Baron Dahl had almost given up on the idea of a military confrontation. After all, to him, even if the poor in his territory became stronger and harder to control, it was just a matter of having less money or cannon fodder. It was not worth the risk of losing his troops.
How much were the lives of the poor worth? If only a dozen of his elite soldiers died, they would be worth more than all the poor people in Dahl combined!
With this thought in mind, Baron Dahl began to mend his relationship with the Void Mask. But not long after, as the conflict between the merchant and aristocratic parties became more and more intense, Baron Dahl's territory fell into a dilemma. Baron Dahl did not want to join either the merchant party or the aristocratic party. In the end, he gritted his teeth and directly surrendered to the Void Mask, creating a small autonomous region.
Speaking of which, he was also a ruthless person. He clearly knew that he would suffer a lot and lose a lot of benefits by relying on the Void Mask, but in order to escape the conflict between the merchant party and the aristocratic party, he would rather suffer and lose money. Just to complete the atonement ceremony, he had lost half his life. If not for Kabala's healing spells, he would probably have died in the atonement ceremony.
But with his determination, he showed Sui Xiong his sincerity. Therefore, Sui Xiong changed his mind and blessed and protected the Darr Territory.
Thanks to Sui Xiong's protection, the Dahl Territory had successfully escaped from the conflict between the aristocratic party and the merchant party, which had almost escalated into a war. Currently, it was changing its policy to keep a low profile and live its days in peace.
Probably because he was too low-key, Sui Xiong even gradually forgot about this territory. If not for Leon's reminder, he would not have thought of Dahl's Territory.
Thus, he hurriedly rushed towards Dahl's Domain, and this time, it only took him a few hours to reach his destination.
Winter had already arrived at its coldest season. The climate of the Darr Domain was relatively cold in this region, so the entire domain was almost completely blanketed in pure white snow.
Kabala was sitting in the guest room of Baron Dahl's mansion, having a private conversation with Baron Dahl.
The burning firewood passed through the fireplace, keeping the house warm. Although it wasn't like other noble mansions where one only had to wear a thin layer of clothing, at least one wouldn't feel cold.
Kabala held the green tea in his hands, but he had no intention of drinking it. He was just thinking quietly.
Across from him, Baron Dahl was also thinking. At present, the two people with the highest status in Dahl's Domain were like two statues, motionless.
After a while, Baron Dahl sighed and said, "Things … are really difficult!"
"I know," Kabala said. "If it was easy, I wouldn't have come to you."
"Heating is a big problem, I know that. But to let the poor safely survive the bitter cold, no matter what, we need a lot of fuel. We don't produce coal here, so we can only use firewood. But if we cut firewood in large quantities, it means that we will have a conflict with the Druids in the forest … "Baron Dahl shook his head lightly." With our strength, even if we can win against them, we will suffer great losses. It's not worth it. "
"For the sake of human lives, nothing is not worth it," Kabala advised.
"The lives of the poor are lives, and the lives of the soldiers are also lives," Baron Dahl said sincerely. Baron Dahl said sincerely, "Archbishop Kabala, I won't beat around the bush with you. Those soldiers were selected and trained at a great cost. They have always been loyal and brave, and they are the people I rely on to rule my territory. I can't risk their lives just to help the poor survive the cold. "
Kabala frowned and said, "But don't soldiers exist to protect the people? If soldiers don't protect the people, then what is the value of their existence? "
"That's true, but can I say to them, 'The poor need firewood to protect themselves from the cold, and they need to cut down trees in large quantities, but there are Druids in the forest. You go deal with the Druids and let them cut down trees' … Like that? They won't agree to it themselves! "
Kabala was silent. After a while, he sighed and said, "Just where did those Druids come from!"
This wasn't a question, but just a sigh.
Since last autumn, the Druids had appeared in the forest near Baron Dahl's territory. They weren't the kind of religion that emphasized the balance of nature, but rather the more extreme religion that blindly protected nature, believing that people should return to nature.
This religion protected nature without any principles, and strictly prohibited all actions that destroyed nature. This included but was not limited to opening up wastelands, cutting down trees, opening roads in the forest, and so on. In the past few months, they had fought with the adventurers of Dahl's territory several times. Although they hadn't lost any lives, they had suffered many injuries.
Under such circumstances, even if the weather was cold, the commoners didn't dare to cut down trees in the forest to avoid being attacked by the Druids.
For ordinary commoners, if they didn't cut down trees, they could still buy coal to keep warm. Or they could just save on firewood and wear thicker clothes. But the poor couldn't afford coal, and they didn't have thick clothes to wear. If they didn't have enough firewood to keep warm, who knew how many people would freeze to death this winter!
Kabala naturally couldn't allow such a cruel thing to happen in front of his eyes, so he brought the clergy to negotiate with the Druids.
The result of the negotiation was obvious, so he came to visit the Lord's residence, hoping that Baron Dahl would send troops to help him "convince" the Druids so that the poor wouldn't be able to survive the winter.
However, Baron Dahl refused to send troops. Even though he was also a believer of the Church of the Void Mask, he couldn't bear to lose troops for something like this.
Kabala couldn't do anything about it either. The so-called kindness referred to sacrificing one's own interests when people needed it, but it didn't include sacrificing the interests of others.
He was a good person, so he couldn't convince himself to force Baron Dahl to send troops.
Thus, the matter reached an impasse. Today was already the third day of their discussion. No matter how the Church of the Void Mask coordinated, the firewood stored in the slums was almost used up — and this was even after the baron took out a lot of the firewood stored in his residence to help the poor.
Kabala was also very helpless. Just as he was wondering if he should go to the merchants in the territory to ask for some help, he suddenly heard a voice from the bottom of his heart.
The voice was deep and rich, and it brought him a sense of holiness that made him feel extremely blessed.
[Don't worry, I'm here.]
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