I was regarded as a demon god by a witch

Chapter 121 Honorary Citizenship and the Antioch Decision

In the city hall, Lord Prowl walked up and down in front of his team proudly. He proudly said to Mrs. Alice, "Okay, I've given you too much time to think about it."

"Tell me, how many people are willing to surrender?"

The soldiers on Mrs. Alice's side gradually lowered their weapons.

When Mrs. Alice had a dark face and accused the closest surrendered person beside her, the surrendered person answered Mrs. Alice with a bitter face, "Please forgive me, I still have a wife and children."

"If I surrender, I won't necessarily die, but if I don't surrender, I will die."

The rest began to surrender.

Mrs. Alice said anxiously: "My lord will turn you into serfs..."

Among those who put down their weapons, the city guards naturally didn't say anything, while the members of the blacksmith's guild began to apologize to Mrs. Alice.

"I'm sorry, we still have family after all, so we can't die."

"Yeah, if there is no man, how will the wife and children in our family survive?"

"I don't want my children to be orphaned."

"The Lord will never confiscate our family's property. Even if we become serfs, we can survive on our previous wealth for a while."

The people around Lord Prower sneered when they saw this scene.

[Parvega] without the spirit of the republic will easily succumb to power.

The autonomous cities and cities directly under the Grand Viscount in Ambrose cannot be compared with the three major republics and the bunch of small republics on the southern peninsula.

After all, it's just a city.

Lord Prower winked at Mrs. Alice, "Madam, I will give you another chance, as long as you surrender..."

'Boom~'

The gates of the city hall were kicked open.

Ivita's angry voice came over. "I seem to have heard that someone is going to surrender. Who is going to surrender?"

"My lord, you are too anxious."

"Let everyone raise their hands."

Mrs. Alice looked at Iveta and the mayor beside her in surprise.

Mrs. Alice said in surprise: "Master Ivita, you are finally here."

"Ah, you also brought the leaders of the guild, that's great, it's time for a respected person like you to uphold justice here!"

The Lord was furious immediately, who would dare to interrupt while he was speaking.

Is this not fatal?
He was about to reprimand him angrily, but when he turned his head, he saw all the guild leaders who were watching him coldly behind Ivita.

Lord Prower's expression changed immediately, and he took a step back, "Is that you?"

"Why are you with them? And their knights! Those are four knights."

"Especially with the Wallachians' Blackfoot army inside."

The army behind the lord suddenly became chaotic.

Because the lord actually doesn't control the troops at all, it doesn't mean that the troops are on your side, they are yours.

For a unit to be loyal to you, you need to spend time training them and making them agree with you.

The biggest problem with the Lord's army is that his army is a mixture of Viscount Winchester and Parvega's private armed forces.

There are feudal soldiers, mercenaries, and militia loyal to the guild, all mixed together.

Such an army cannot be pulled out to fight on a regular battlefield.

The army of nearly 5000 people seems to be a lot, but in fact it is a mess, and it will be broken at the touch of the battlefield. It is really not on the stage.

Lord Prower was obviously also aware of the problem, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Lord fell from heaven to hell in one fell swoop.

When the guild leaders appeared in front of him, he was at a loss.

Because others still have room to look back, but he doesn't.

He offended people too much.

He had only to surrender, and he was sure to be hanged.

Lord Prower was quick to wit, and said to the army behind him: "The signet ring is on my hand, you must listen to me."

"Military orders never recognize people!"

When he said this, the private armed forces of the guild who were still hesitating felt that he was right.

After all, the army looks at tokens.

Everyone stared at Lord Prol. Seeing that most of his troops had already looked at him, Lord Prol immediately felt convinced that the appearance of Ivita had only caused him some minor troubles.

Can't change the general trend.

Lord Prower threw back his head and laughed. "Hahaha……"

"Boy, I thought what kind of person you were, but I didn't expect to be so demented. You are so partial to Mrs. Alice, can't you be her concubine's son?"

"Hahaha……"

He was about to take out the signet ring from his pocket, winking at Iveta, but he was surprised to find that his pocket was empty at some point, and the pocket that should have contained the ring was actually empty.

Moreover, he looked up again and found that the signet ring on his hand was gone.

what happened?

Where did you go?

Lord Prower frowned, and under the watchful eyes of the army, his heart was beating wildly.

At this time, this old man who was over fifty years old and claimed to be very knowledgeable realized that leading an army requires extraordinary courage and personal ability.

When more than 5000 soldiers are watching you and testing you, but you can't produce anything to prove yourself.

You will panic.

You will understand that although you are the nominal master of the army, the army is not an obedient dog, but a wounding sword.

This sword can hurt yourself at any time.

Now Lord Prowler felt this tremendous pressure.

He was about to lose control of this army.

He is like a cork, this cork is almost unable to stop the boiling water!

Under these scrutinizing and suspicious eyes, Lord Prower continued to pretend to be rummaging in his pockets, not knowing what to do, so he was trying to buy time.

Where's the ring?
where is the ring
God of all things, are you going to kill me? At this most important moment, the ring is clearly in my pocket.

Where did it go!

Lord Prower couldn't help but rummaged through his pockets and said, "Where's my ring?"

"Where's my ring?"

The old witch beside Ivita spread her palms and raised them in the air so that everyone could see, "Lord, is the ring you mentioned here?"

"Hey hey hey..."

The Lord's army was in an uproar.

Lord Prower's eyes were tearing apart, he was frightened and angry, and he was burning with anger. "Why is the ring with you? You are a witch. Damn it. Everyone's ring was stolen by her, so it can't be counted."

"Kill her quickly and get the ring back."

No one moved.

Lord Prower turned around, and found stiffly that the guild armed forces in his army had surrounded the noble soldiers and stared at him with cold eyes.

The army... is out of control.

Ivita looked at Lord Prower with interest. "My lord, how is it now, do you need to consider surrendering?"

The Lord stared at Ivita with eyes splitting. He had been preparing half his life for today's coup.

But it was all destroyed by Evita.

"Why help the city council in Parvega!"

"Who are you?!"

"who are you?"

The old witch stepped forward, pointed at Ivita in the eyes of everyone in the hall, and said, "He is the guardian of the new Ambrose Westland appointed by the Ambrose City Council and Viscount Winchester at the same time, and the new governor of the Baron of Morrow. Owner."

"Evita Augustus."

The old witch was wise enough not to mention Arthas.

Although the reputation of this surname is great, the influence it brings is not necessarily good.

The whole place was silent.

In the end, the stubborn noble private soldiers put down their weapons.

Because they can show their teeth and claws at the common people with disdain in their hearts, but they are naturally shocked by the title of baron.

A serf would never dare to swing a sword at a nobleman.

Ivita is currently the person with the highest title in the audience.

These feudal soldiers of the nobles had originally thought that the situation was wrong, but seeing that the opponent was a baron, they gave up in their hearts.

Lord Prower's face twisted. "you you……"

If Evita is a civilian, he can still accept it.

But now, Iveta is actually a baron.

The man who stood in the way of half his life's dream, a baron he never dreamed of.

The Lord's eyes were about to crack, and his finger pointing at Ivita was trembling. "Since you are a baron, why do you want to prevent my coup d'état?"

"Are you going to side with Ambrose's city council?"

"You are obviously a nobleman, why are you standing on the side of the common people?"

"You bastard."

The people in the guild behind Ivita also showed surprise.

They didn't expect that Iveta's identity was actually a baron.

The baron's title is not high, but here, he is the one with the highest title among all the people present.

"Oh." Ivita sighed, "Proll, I just want to do business with Mrs. Alice."

"You are too extreme."

"Letting you control Parvega will only destroy Parvega's wealth."

"And I should have told you that what makes Ambrose rich is Ambrose's strange system. Ambrose has an aristocratic regime, a monarchy and an urban republic, and has the advantages of all three regimes at the same time. The reason Borass kept his fortune."

"Lord Prower, politics is not about extremes. If you destroy the stability of Ambrose, I won't be able to do business with this place."

Evita said calmly.

Lord Prower was annoyed. "that is it?"

……

On the second floor, Bishop Antioch praised him. "good."

"This man is not a disruptor."

"What he said is very in line with my heart. Even if he is given greater rights, the church is acceptable. The No. 13 holy war is about to begin."

"How much we need such a sensible king."

"Many of the kings on the throne now are... hmph."

The Bishop of Parvega was speechless for a moment.

He didn't know why Antioch would say that.

The bishop of Parvega cautiously reminded: "Lord Antioch, he is only a baron."

"Although Baron Molo has the title of Guardian of the Western Territory, but..."

Antioch glanced at him and suddenly smiled. "I said you, do you know why you can't leave this city?"

"It's not because of anything else, but because your vision is not accurate enough."

"My eyes can see a person's ambition and his limit."

"Iveta Augustus, I'm not interested in knowing his predecessor, but I can know his ambition."

Antiochus said: "One of the most important qualities in our church is piety."

"The other is having a shrewd eye."

"Find the person who is most likely to succeed in the chaotic situation, help him, let him feel the meticulous help of the God of All Things, and let him know that the God of All Things is the only true God in the world, that is, our church can use the authority to The secret to controlling the world."

Having said that, a gleam of ambition flashed across Antioch's eyes.

He said that the bishop of Parvega was actually talking about himself.

He is old.

But it was an eyesore for him to look at those individuals on the cardinal's throne.

The next time the College of Cardinals elects the College of Cardinals, it will depend on who has contributed more to the Holy See, who has preached to new areas, and who has supported new nobles and kings.

If Antioch wanted to become a cardinal, the most decisive way was to support a king.

But that's almost too hard.

It's hard to find,
He could not place his hope in such illusory things.

So he settled for the next best thing, and supported a few big nobles who were inclined to the church and had the grace of the church to support them, which was also a good choice.

The bishop of Parvega cautiously questioned Antioch a third time. "Then you want to summon him?"

Antioch shook his head. "Now is not the time."

"hold on."

"Investment needs to choose a suitable time, and I will observe it for a while."

"It's not appropriate to meet a baron in my capacity. His current title is too low. At least we have to wait until his title is higher."

"I need you to help me with one thing. When I leave later, you go and pass a word to him for me."

"Come here, I'll whisper to you."

The bishop of Parvega's face changed again and again.

He didn't expect that Master Antioch would actually tell Ivita such a thing.

The bishop hesitated to speak, but after thinking about it, he saluted Antioch and remained silent.

He also has his own little thoughts.

After all, Ambrose is a place where the religious authority is weak.

If he could go to the Kingdom of Montenegro to serve as the bishop of a city, it would be better than being a bishop here.

He is old and doesn't have as many opportunities as young people.

If he climbed to Antioch this time, he would be able to change his position, and he had to seize this opportunity.

So some things that are not in compliance can be ignored directly.

Come to think of it, this was also a temptation by Master Antioch to him.

As long as he did it, he was from Antioch.

……

Ivita and the guild leaders successfully recaptured the army and captured all the noble troops.

Angrily, the mayor of Parvega ordered two city guards to tie up Lord Prowler.

He didn't talk to the Lord, but he went to Ivita first, held Ivita's hand, said eagerly with gratitude in his eyes: "Master Ivita, thanks to your generous help this time, I didn't let you down. The people of our cities have become servants of the nobility."

"Everyone in this city should thank you."

"To this end, we invite you to become an honorary citizen of Parvega and join Parvega's city council!"

Ivita looked at the mayor in surprise.

In turn, he understood that the mayor's move was not only grateful for his help and reward, but also to win him over.

Ivita has no reason to refuse, becoming an honorary citizen of Parvega does not need to bear any responsibilities.

However, if he were to be the mayor here, Ivita would have to hesitate.

Because he didn't want his territory to be involved in the war between the noble faction and the city faction.

Evita nodded and said, "I am honored to be a citizen of your city."

The mayor looked at Ivita, and suddenly became more kind.

Because this is one of our own.

But he still doesn't know that this own person has taken away the treasure of the city hall - the tooth of the water dragon.

(End of this chapter)