A strange world

Chapter 1293 Section 215. Free People

Everyone standing here has a reason to be angry and have to resist.

After all, who hasn’t been oppressed by the nobility?

Not to mention the victims themselves, even Captain Lane and others who were watching couldn't bear it and wanted to smash something.

The complaints lasted for several hours. In this atmosphere, the rebels who were unwilling to open their wounds and bring up their painful past began to talk about their past.

The wind is blowing outside, and the tavern is burning with the flames of revenge.

Wilson knew for the first time that the people who followed Adele in the uprising had such a tragic past.

Hesitation appeared on his face, then determination returned.

Adele...I must avenge you...

Feeling that it was almost done, Little Small stood up and raised his fist: "So, we must resist. Whoever makes it difficult for us to survive, we will make it impossible for him to survive!"

Burned with anger, the rebels raised their right hands and roared to vent their emotions.

From the outside, the Black Reef Tavern finally has some tavern atmosphere.

After boosting morale, Wilson followed the Freedom Blade people to register all the resistance members.

Wilson had some hidden dangers: "What if the nobles get the list?"

"Can you remember everyone's names?" Little Small asked him.

"I can work hard."

"What about another hundred or a thousand people?" Little Small said solemnly: "Remembering their names is not only to identify our own people, but also to... prevent them from becoming unknown heroes."

The Liberty Blade Battle Stele standing in the Liberty City Cemetery is inlaid with thousands of stars, nearly half of which have no names...

Wilson was no longer questioning. Little Small stood aside with his arms folded, not trying to steal the spotlight, but only occasionally making a few remarks.

Captain Renn came over and said: "Your method is very useful. If only the people of Oscuras could unite like them..."

"This was Lord Annan's idea," he said.

"Annan?"

"Yeah. Annan said that those who are oppressed by the world are like gunpowder...but they think they are dust. Therefore, they need a fire to burn them."

A trace of nostalgia appeared on Little Small's face: "We used this method to inspire people's resistance and overthrew the evil rule of the Kingdom of Ruikan'er."

Captain Lane didn't know what "gunpowder" was, but he understood the meaning of the words.

"What a powerful lord..."

Captain Ren sighed with emotion and got down to business: "Find something to blackmail us. We accepted your lord's commission and we have to do things for him."

He heard so many stories and wanted to do something for the people here.

"good."

Little Small walked to a wine table, and after giving way to any resistance, he spread out the map of the Broken Mountains on the table.

Members of the Oscuras mercenary group gathered around.

"I spent some time getting to know the Broken Mountains. Coal mining is the local pillar industry, contributing more than 80% of the tax revenue. Most of the coal mines are in the hands of the nobles, and the three largest mining areas belong to Raymond. The De Family and the Church of the Goddess of Wealth, Philon Trading Company and Skaru United Organization.”

"The Skallu United Organization is a loose association of merchants, and they are the weakest."

"Shall we trouble him first?"

"No, let's find Feilun Trading Company first." Little Small poked five or six points on the map with a pen. "The mining areas of the Skalu United Organization are too scattered, and it is difficult for us to operate quietly. But in the Philippines Lun Trading Company Open-air Coal Mountain..."

He drew a circle in a basin about two hundred miles away from the Golden City.

"No one knows what happened here."

Little Small's original plan was to let the resistance elements sneak into the mine as workers and workers, and then cooperate inside and outside to launch a riot, overthrow the mine owner, rescue the slaves, and gain the first wave of local power.

Then use the open-air coal mountain as a base to receive homeless homeless people nearby to expand the results of the war.

But being driven by a master-level mercenary group can save them a lot of trouble: "I need you to sneak in with the resistance elements and control the place before they react."

"There will be a public trial in Golden City tomorrow, and most eyes will be on this side. It is the time for us to act."

"Now, there is only one last question left." Little Small raised his head and said to Wilson, who had been standing nearby for a long time, "Think of a name for your organization."

"Name..." Wilson never thought about it, so he asked Little Small for help: "What are your names?"

"Freedom Blade. You don't have to be like us. We are here to help you, not to replace you." Little Small said while Captain Ren was admiring him: "You still need to create a better future with your own hands."

Wilson had a clear understanding, "We believe in Adele and implement her beliefs...just call us free people."

Free Folk... overlaps with Free Blade, but Little Small likes it very much.

"good."

…

"what you up to?"

Killian couldn't understand Annan's thoughts for a moment.

"Don't get me wrong, I have no ill intentions, I just don't want my new friend to be killed..."

"What's the meaning?"

"I have seen the most despicable politicians, and I have also seen the noblest..." Finding that the words he often talked about did not fit in, Annan changed his words and said: "I have seen too many murders caused by speculation, you You are very good. This is why I am willing to be friends with you. At the same time, you are also very dangerous..."

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

Killian would certainly not admit it.

But he just remembered the past and was full of doubts about his "lost".

"If you don't want to, forget it."

Annan did not force it, and Killian was not the only candidate anyway.

But thinking that the more chaotic the Raymond family was, the better, he deliberately said: "I may be suspected of alienating you by saying this, but I still want to remind you: be careful of your brother... be careful of that Elvis Raymond."

The maid brought the food over. Annan did not disturb Killian's meditation and took it to eat.

Not long after, the fragrant wind blew in, and a graceful lady walked up to Annan: "Hello, Annan Reeves, can I ask you to dance?"

Seeing the Black Widow nod to him, Annan put down the food, wiped his fingers, and showed a charming smile.

"Of course."

Annan patted Killian's shoulder, followed the lady into the dance floor, and took her hand and waist.

"You can call me Edoma, and Ferren Sias is my husband." The lady's voice was not as clear as the girl's, but it had a deep magnetism.

Who is Ferren Sias?

Annan didn't know, and it didn't matter: "Madam, although I don't know who your husband is, he is lucky to marry you."

Madam Ferren suddenly found it difficult to stand and leaned on Annan.