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Chapter 869 The Netherlands is in Chaos!Let Gretel show some sincerity (Wanzi blast update 33)

"The city of Flanders is in trouble."

"Yes, it finally broke out."

At the corner of the back wall of a dyeing and finishing workshop, Aval Brisson, the master dyeing workshop, was half hidden in the shadows, whispering to Frank, the delivery boy who often visited their workshop.Two pairs of bright eyes stared at the mighty flow of angry people without blinking.

"Finally, there is trouble, and you can get away. ——Thank you, stay here for five years."

"Yeah...five years..."

Avar sighed softly.Of course, his real name was not Avar Brisson, nor was he from a dye house master.In fact, he is a magician, transfiguration, branch of alchemy.

Born as a commoner, he was admitted to the Magic Academy from a liberal arts school. After graduating from the Magic Academy, due to his aptitude, he failed to enter any of the mage towers in Nevis. More than 30 years old, stuck at level 3, can't advance even if he dies.

For a magician of this age and level, if he wants to hang out in a low-level mage tower in other places, or accept the invitation of a small nobleman to be a family enshrined or something, he can live comfortably;
If you want to apply for a job in some workshops and be a technical guide, although your status is a little lower, you can earn more money;
If you want to travel all over the world, take risks in the wind, food and camp, the probability of advancement is higher, but you have old arms and legs, and you really can't move...

In order to make progress and resources, he accepted the task of the council, and came to Flanders City incognito.As a professional who opened a workshop but was forced to go bankrupt and was forced to flee, he quietly took root.

In a flash, it was five years.

"Remember to pack up your things, and destroy all items that may reveal your identity." The delivery guy who came to the joint is also a member of the council. At this time, he lowered his voice and spoke softly and quickly:

"At 10 o'clock tonight, at No. 15 Qiangwei Street, at the entrance of [Perfume Rose], someone answered. The code is 'a rose, half inlaid with gold and half inlaid with silver', remember it!"

After speaking, he jumped on the mule's back, waved his whip empty-handedly, turned around and left.He is very busy today!In such a large Flanders city, there are not just one or two people to be notified and places to be observed!
He, a magician of the Confusion Department, who specializes in group psychology in the Confusion Department, has such an opportunity today as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Avar stood in the corner for a while, watched the little brother disappear into the crowd, sighed softly, and returned to the workshop.Before entering his room, there was a squeak, and the door opposite was pushed open, and the high-pitched voice of the landlady came in:
"Avar, are you back? What's for dinner tonight? Veal stew, or fish? I bought a big sea bass!"

"Bass. The proprietress has always been good at cooking fish." Avar forced a smile at him and walked into his room.Footsteps sounded from behind, the proprietress hurried to catch up and lowered her voice:

"What's the matter with you? Are you unhappy? You don't want to make trouble, do you?——I tell you, don't make trouble with those people. We are a small family, and we can't afford to make trouble! This is what the old men of the Holy See didn't Be ruthless, and when the black knight pushes over, these people will all die!"

Avar took a deep breath, nodded heavily, and walked quickly into the room.He walked too hastily, and the corner of his clothes hung on the wooden splinter of the door frame, and the "stab" made a big hole.Immediately the proprietress said "Oh" from behind:
"Why so careless?—Daisy! Daisy! Stop playing around there and mend Monsieur Brisson's clothes!"

A six or seven-year-old girl rushed out in response.With a needle mat in one hand, and a small basket with various rags in the other.Rushed in front of Avar, almost couldn't stop, and bumped into him:
"Sir, let me mend your clothes..."

"Go back. I'm busy. I'll call you when I'm done."

Avar waved without looking back.After tidying up things for a while, I suddenly turned around, and the little girl was still standing there timidly.Avar sighed, took off his coat, and threw it into her hand:
"Take it away, take it away, mend it slowly, I'm not in a hurry to wear it..."

He packed his things quickly, filled the small suitcase, and locked it securely.When I was still packing my backpack, there was a sudden exclamation from outside, from far to near, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami:
"Black Knight! Black Knight!"

"Run away, the black knight has come out——"

"Daddy! Daddy..."

The sound of exclamation, running, and the sound of horseshoes rumbling like thunder from behind, rang together.Aval's heart skipped a beat, he closed the door without thinking, and pushed open the rear window.

Instead of jumping out of the window and fleeing, he turned around and threw out an [Activation Rope], pulling himself onto the beam.Hold your breath and listen carefully:

"here!"

"There are people here too!"

"boom!"

The sound of the workshop door being kicked open.

Clang clang, the sound of iron boots stepping on the ground.

Shouts, inquiries, pleadings...

Screams.

Avar held his breath, remained motionless, and quietly patted himself an invisibility spell.Soon the door was kicked open, and someone came to look around, opened the cabinet, lifted the bottom of the bed, and then stared at the swaying rear window:

"Go from there!"

"Chase!"

Avar curled up on the beam.For a long time, until the whole dyeing workshop was completely silent, until the sounds of horseshoes and knives were all gone, he turned down the beam and walked out carefully.

The sight is one corpse after another.Lie down, face down, half body submerged in the dye vat, one leg straddling the door, one leg straddling the door...

Tom the dyer, Roy the turner, Parker the fuller, are only eight years old this year, and George, who has just entered the dyeing workshop as an apprentice...

The proprietress, who was still talking loudly before, asked him what he wanted for dinner, but the blood on her body was already half dry.She stretched her two arms wide, lying on the door of the room, as if she was trying her best to protect something.

Avar carefully rolled over her body, and what he saw was Daisy's small body curled up into a ball.The little girl folded her arms and hugged his torn clothes tightly. The corner of the clothes was already stained red with blood.

Avar stood silently in the middle of the dyeing workshop, without speaking for a long time.Until it was dark, he bent down and closed the proprietress's eyes, then picked up little Daisy, and let the little girl lie on her side in her arms.

Finally, he unfolded the patched bloody garment and gently covered the two of them.

"I will avenge you."

he whispered.Then, I went back to my room, opened the suitcase and picked out a few things, stuffed them into the backpack, picked them up and walked out quickly.

"It's impossible not to get together!" Under the dim candlelight, Avar, the master of the dyeing workshop and the former third-level magician, Brisson, faced the carders, dyers, weavers and workshop owners who survived the catastrophe. With an angry face, he raised his arms and shouted:
"In our dyeing workshop, there was no troublemaker from top to bottom, and they killed them all! From the proprietress to the boy, all the little girls of six or seven years old were spared!"

"Only when we gather together can we defeat them! We are many! Yes, they are strong, they are knights, and they can kill a hundred alone! But we are many! All of us gathered together, the governor and the court No matter how many people there are, they won’t be able to kill us all!”

"Textile workers, fishermen, farmers, all, gather! Down with the Holy See! Destroy the Church!"

"Down with the Holy See! Destroy the church!" An old, angry voice sounded from the crowd below:

"In that church, there are more than thirty tapestries dedicated to me, and I'm going to destroy them!"

"Destroy them!"

"Destroy the church!"

Angry flames blazed through the crowd.Burning from Flanders to the city of the Netherlands, and from the city of the Netherlands to Delft, Dortremede...

The people went out of the villages, out of the workshops, and onto the streets.Wave after wave, one after another, rushed to all the churches and monasteries they usually believed in and worshiped.

"The Holy Knights are blocked and can't get through! The black knight of the referee, I haven't seen it yet!"

"My lord, there are too many enemies ahead! Brothers are already tired, and two sabers have been chopped off!"

"Divine spells are not enough!"

"The power of faith can no longer be provided! Those mobs, those mobs—not only did they not pray, they cursed the Lord of Radiance and raised their weapons against our Lord!"

"Father Rand, you're a good man. Go away, we won't kill you—"

"boom!"

For a whole month, uprisings, led by citizens and the rural poor, swept through the provinces of the Netherlands.Millions of people participated in the uprising, destroying (including suspected bombing) more than 5000 churches.

They destroyed a large number of icons, relics and other sacred objects, as well as paintings, statues, etc. in the church.The power of the Holy See in the Netherlands and the power of faith accumulated in the church suffered heavy losses.

The new governor of the Netherlands, Louis Foix, the queen mother's lover, fled back to the capital in a hurry.Without the support of divine magic, the Holy Knights and the Black Knights of the Inquisition achieved certain results, but were still pushed back by the wave of anger.

All of a sudden, the whole of the Netherlands was filled with the sound of fighting and the smoke of war everywhere.

And the appeal letter from the nobles of the Netherlands was once again handed over to the desk of the judging committee.

"Aid? Need something? Need a powerful archmage?"

Elize Usman, member of the Evocation Department, glanced at the request for help, noncommittal, and handed it to the Prophecy Department next to it.The member of the Department of Confusion and Control raised his head, scanned down ten lines at a glance, and asked casually:
"Have they sent troops themselves?"

"...No troops were formally dispatched. Of course, some people were secretly sent to participate and used the explosives we gave—otherwise, so many churches would not have been destroyed."

"Then we need to send people out now?" The member of the Change Department snorted in a bad mood.

During this wave of uprisings, the spies of the parliament lost a lot.One of the transformation mages rushed into the black knights of the referee and blew himself up in order to cover the escape of the poor——

Although he was just an inconspicuous third-level mage, he was in a bad mood after receiving the report until now.

"They send out troops, but we send out people. They don't send out the main force, and they expect us to send out people and supplies. Do they want us to fight for them?"

"The reason is right." As usual, the meeting was presided over by a protection magician.He first affirmed the point of view of the change department, and then put forward a supplementary opinion:
"But it's already done like this, we still have to express it. In this way, we will send out a batch of supplies appropriately to show that we still support them, and then send a few low-level mages as observers."

"This can be."

"Indeed."

"By the way, I'm very curious about the use of divine magic after the church was destroyed, especially after the people resisted the Holy See on a large scale—"

The committee members nodded.Members of the Protection Department looked around:
"Anyone have any additional comments?"

"I have." The review committee member of the medical branch of the conjuration department calmly raised his hand:
"Don't we still have a project to cooperate? Master Gretel Nordmark is treating the son of the Earl of Ostend? Ask him about his progress. If there is any result, it can be regarded as a little sincerity—"

"Whether it's the earl's son, or the other children they sent..."

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