Chapter 203
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There was a post on the spellcaster forum about the truth behind the church's basement, and it was soon filled with replies from the Voice of Noland listeners.
'Constructing a low-level teleportation circle. Based on the recorded image, it can carry around three people at once.' Replier: Gray Owl.
The first to reply was the Gray Owl, who appeared as a Kopite. Ever since the Gray Robe used the spellcaster forum, he had confirmed Noland's identity as a 'Sage'.
The grayish-white owl could be seen in almost every corner of the spellcaster forum.
The replies ranged from 'The Fire Lizard in Noland's Alchemy Market rose by one silver coin this morning, does anyone know why?' in the Daily Gossip section. Such homely posts ranged from 'Cracking Magitech Machine Excavated in Noland's Underground Civilization Ruins …' in the Magic Research section.
If Josh set up a system in the spellcaster forum that would calculate EXP according to the number of replies and the number of replies, then convert them into levels, Josh was certain that the grayish-white owl would be the one with the highest level.
However, the Gray Owl's appeal in the spellcaster forum was undeniable. Under his lead, the number of replies to the post increased by two or three every few seconds.
"Will they believe it so quickly?"
The dark elf stared at the replies in the post. Most of them were doubtful.
"Wait patiently. Not only the photo evidence, but also the onlookers' testimonies."
Josiah watched as the number of replies climbed from 23 to 112.
There were currently more than ten thousand listeners of the Voice of Noland online. Josiah believed that there must be people among them who knew what happened last night.
Finally, the number of replies asking if it was true gradually decreased, and some 'onlookers' who knew some inside information began to appear.
'Are these photos real? I … don't remember there being a basement under this church. 'Replier: Scholar Bell.
"I recognize the armored knights in the photo. They're the Holy Army of the Holy Kingdom!" Responder: Lizard Grocer.
'I saw the Law Enforcement Squad confronting the Sacred Army at the entrance of this church last night!' Responder: Old Erk.
More and more onlookers who knew part of the truth stood up and began to 'expose'. Josiah quietly stared at the replies that kept refreshing on the spell casters' forum. Suddenly, he softly uttered three words.
"It's starting …"
"Begin … what?"
The dark elf's sharp hearing picked up Josiah's murmurs. She glanced at the demon prince beside her and found that Josiah's attention was focused on the magic net interface. He did not respond to her at all.
When Josiah's fingertip fell to the side as if he was casting magic, the Dark Elf seemed to have thought of something after seeing this action and immediately looked at the spellcaster forum again.
In just a short span of five minutes, the number of replies had risen to 153 again. More and more 'onlookers' stood up and began to testify that the 'law enforcement team went to the church for tea' incident had indeed happened yesterday.
But other than that, there was another kind of post that Josiah wanted to see.
'Why did those missionaries build a teleportation circle under the church? To transport their idols? 'Responder: The eldest son of the Moglas.
'Are they planning to secretly let their Sacred Army or those executioners come to this city and use this despicable method to occupy Noland?' Responder: The Tower Mage.
'No matter which country's law, building a teleportation circle without permission is a serious violation of national security. The Kingdom of the Holy Kingdom must provide an explanation for this evil act.' Responder: President Lin Mu.
In this post, the number of replies blaming the Kingdom of the Holy Kingdom gradually increased. Under the influence of these replies, the number of onlookers gradually decreased. More people were criticizing the Kingdom of the Holy Kingdom for doing this.
"This is … the result you want?"
The dark elf looked at the increasing number of replies scolding the Kingdom of the Holy Kingdom.
If the morning news didn't announce this matter to the public, the church would definitely choose to communicate with Noland to calm down this teleportation circle incident. For the ordinary citizens, this wouldn't affect their lives.
Compared to the question of 'Why did the church build a teleportation circle under the church', which would have nothing to do with them in this lifetime, the ordinary citizens of Noland would be more concerned about 'Why did the price of healing potions rise again this morning'.
But after this matter was announced to the world through the Voice of Noland, it became completely different.
All of Nolan's listeners knew what the Church was doing.
Perhaps these 'onlookers' wouldn't find a missionary on the street and grab them by the collar and shout 'What do you want to do in front of my house'.
But they could move their fingers and righteously question and condemn the Kingdom of the Holy Kingdom in the post.
"That's right. Although it's only a small flame, it still burned in the end." Josiah said.
The dark elf looked at the replies below the post again. She seemed to see a burning pile of firewood. This … was not an illusion.
She once joined the church's Court of Heresy, so the dark elf had seen countless ways of 'heretics' dying. One of them was called 'public execution'. Although this kind of execution was much more merciful than private interrogation, the scene of every public execution was something the dark elf could never forget.
The place of execution was located in the most crowded square in every city. Those 'heretics' were tied to wooden stakes with thick hemp ropes, and a pile of firewood covered with grease was placed below. The moment the torch was thrown, the heretics would be burned to death.
But what really left the dark elf with the deepest impression was … the onlookers who watched the execution. They didn't have any mercy at all because it had nothing to do with them. They would often shout slogans like 'burn him to death' as if they were watching a show.
This kind of public execution had happened decades ago. Now that the Court of Heresy had toned down a lot, this kind of execution was also seen as a rude barbaric act by various countries.
But the replies below the spellcaster forum showed the dark elf a scene from the past. But this time, it was the Kingdom of the Holy Kingdom itself that was pushed to the stake.
"I can't imagine what would happen if you weren't a demon."
Looking at the increasing number of replies on the post, the Dark Elf suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Although these 'onlookers' were just saying, after replying, they went on to do their own things. Only a small portion of them actually paid attention to the subsequent developments.
But at least, this was the first time the dark elf saw so many people standing up to criticize the Kingdom of the Holy Kingdom.
"This has nothing to do with my race. Don't look at me like this. I'm also a devout believer, but my faith is very messy."
"Messy?"
There were spellcasters everywhere in this world, but the dark elf rarely heard people use messy to describe their faith.
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