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Since ancient times, no one is considered a master of hidden weapons. This thing can only be used to hurt people by taking advantage of their inattention. If you use a hidden weapon head-on, it will almost certainly be blocked. A swing of a cloak can block most hidden weapons.

Kelar didn't even draw his sword. His weapon remained in Altria's hand. He just held the Maple Ridge flag and walked in front of the Ansa people.

The Ansa pirates showed no sign of stopping their attacks, and were even shouting hysterically and cursing in despair. However, Kelar said calmly, "I am Kelar, the Lord of Maple Ridge. As long as you lay down your weapons, I am willing to forgive you."

As long as you are strong enough, even aggressive behavior will seem insignificant and you won't care about their offense at all.

Even in the chaotic and noisy battlefield, Kelar's voice still drowned out the voices of more than a hundred Ansa people and reached everyone's ears.

Kelar's words sounded like heavenly music to the ears of the Ansa pirates who were about to perish in despair. They wanted to believe it, but were also afraid that it was a trap set by Kelar.

After a fierce argument, an old sailor with a frosted face came out. Their captain and first mate had been killed. This man was the elected temporary leader: "Kailar, I will treat you as the real lord, but is what you said true or false?"

"I don't need to lie to you." Kelar said calmly: "With one order from me, you will die like ants being crushed to death without a burial place."

"I don't even need to come to see you. I just need to set a fire and you will die completely in the fire."

The old sailor was silent. He said, "My name is Powell. I am willing to surrender to you, even if you are deceiving us. I just hope that if you really want to kill us, please give us a painless death and a decent grave because we don't resist."

Beheading, dismemberment for religious rituals, shredding of bodies...

This was a common method used by the Celts to treat their enemies, filled with the most primitive and brutal brutality.

If you can be hanged with a rope, it would be considered a decent way to die.

Therefore, Powell used the word "gift". If Kelar allowed it, it could even be considered as his gift.

Kelar smiled and said, "You don't know me, Kelar. I don't blame you... Don't worry, I won't kill you. I will let you go back."

"Now, put down your weapons and follow me out."

These Ansa pirates had no choice.

Just think about it, if you don’t surrender you will die, and there is even a high possibility that you will be burned to death by the fire, which is an extremely painful death.

Surrendering means death at most, whether it is beheading or hanging, which is much better than being burned to death.

Even, even...if Kelar kept his word, they wouldn't have to die.

After thinking it over, the Onsa people gradually put down their weapons and followed Kelar outside.

As they walked, Kelar asked Powell, who was walking beside him, "Why did you come to invade Maple Ridge?"

Powell was silent for a moment before saying, "You may not believe it, but it's for survival."

Indeed, most people would not believe that in Britain during the Age of the Gods, there was such a ridiculous reason as "for survival".

This is the Age of Gods, and the superiority of resources is reflected in all aspects. Whether it is the great source of magic power, the innate strength of human beings, or the abundance of materials, it is enough for human beings to squander, or even waste.

The tree bears fruits that never wither all year round, and the human body can replenish its energy just by breathing and drinking water. How could people in the Age of Gods still come out to rob in order to survive?

"As long as you are willing to tell me, I am willing to believe you." Kelar said, "You are willing to believe me and walk out of this forest, so why can't I believe you?"

"..."

Powell was silent again, and after a while he said, "I apologize to you... Actually, I didn't believe you at first, but we had no choice but to believe you."

"I forgive you." Kelar said with a smile, "After all, you are an uncivilized barbarian. I don't blame you."

Powell did not respond to Kelar's offensive name. He said uncomfortably, "Please tell me, you asked us to surrender and said you would let us go back... What on earth are you thinking?"

"I want to teach you the right truth. I want to educate you barbarians."

Kelar did not hide his thoughts and told them everything: "No one is willing to risk their lives to kill people for no reason. Britain has abundant resources, which are more than enough to feed the less than one million people on the British island."

"Can you tell me why?"

Under Kelar's gaze, Powell began to talk about the nobles' extortion and the king's endless tyranny.

Only tyrannical and cruel rule is the real weapon that kills people invisibly.

The cause of famine is not that insufficient food is produced, but that those who need food cannot obtain it in a timely and effective manner.

After they finished talking and walked the distance, the Ansa pirates were slightly agitated again when they saw the Celtic knights who surrounded them, but they did not do anything extreme. They all looked at Kelar, regarding him as their only savior.

It can be said that Kelar can now decide the life and death of these people with just one word.

Kelar looked at Altria who had been silent all the way and said, "See? The lives of more than a hundred people depend on my thoughts. Even someone of my status and position can do this. As the king who commands the Celts, I can decide the future of hundreds of thousands of people with just a thought."

Finally, Kelar looked at all the Ansa pirates and asked, "If you have no worries about life, food and drink, will you still invade the Celtic land?"

The Ansa pirates answered one after another, but the results were all similar.

will not.

The answer is of course. The Celts were notorious for their brutality and tyranny. If they were not forced to go to war, who would be willing to fight against the Celtic barbarians?

Kelar smiled and said, "Then I forgive you."

"The upper class is the one who profits, and the lower class is the one who risks their lives."

Kelar said calmly: "The king issues orders, the nobles provide weapons, and the poor provide children. After the war, the king gets the territory, the nobles get the profits, and the poor get the bodies."

"I am willing to love all of you, and I am willing to believe that you are not unteachable, so I am willing to give you my trust."

"Go back. I forgive you." Kelar said, "If you are forced to step into Maple Ridge's territory next time, I will not kill you. As long as you are willing to lay down your weapons, I will still forgive you."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 12 The First Man to Free Slaves

"Lord Kelar, thank you for your kindness. I, Powell, will always remember your kindness!"

After confirming that Kelar would indeed let them go, Powell felt surprised but also felt sincere admiration.

Kelar was, after all, a Celtic lord.

That’s right, the reason why Kelar made these Ansa people so grateful was thanks to his identity as a Celtic lord.

Other lords would kill prisoners to pieces after capturing them...

Captives? What are captives?

Aren’t they all top-quality materials? Blood sacrifice to the God of War!

"But how are you going to get back if you don't have a boat?"

Kelar still remembered that he had ordered the burning of the Ansa people’s ships. Without boats, these people would have to walk... right?

But if they go by land, the Celtic lords along the way are not easy to deal with. If a small group of Ansars go on land and confront the Celts head-on, they are seeking death.

"We can swim back." Powell patted his chest and said, "It's not far anyway. We sailors can help each other and get back."

It’s indeed not far, less than a thousand miles. Plus, there are some not-so-big sea monsters in the ocean of the Age of Gods, so this is not a big deal.

Kelar remembered that this was Britain in the Age of Gods. People's physiques could not be generalized. In the Age of Gods, everyone was a athlete. An old sailor who looked like he needed retirement could confidently say that he had crossed the island by swimming.

"It's not that simple, is it?" Kelar smiled, scanning the dusty Ansa people with his eyes: "Without enough food, will they still have the strength to swim back?"

"Lily, go get them some food and water!" Kelar said, "I would rather lose resources for your lives than lose lives for the food that is everywhere."

Maple Ridge enjoyed great prosperity during his three years of rule and was the richest city in Britain. It was truly a city-state comparable to a country and had entered the feudal system, which was always much more advanced than the primitive clan society.

Even if it is to supply food to 100,000 people, it is not impossible to get the money if you tighten your belt.

"Why... are you doing this?" Powell said in a difficult tone, "We are invaders with malicious intent. You are already a righteous man's kindness by not killing us. Why do you..."

Why do you treat us as human beings?

Why do you care so much about our lives?

Why...

Will you be a Celtic?

There are no human rights in this era. No one has ever had the concept of being a person since birth. They have an identity and a profession, and are persecuted by others or persecute others.

"Because I said so, I forgive you." Kelar said calmly, "This is my teaching. You need to remember my law. Killing is not good."

"Life is so precious, I will never allow anyone to lose their life in front of me."

Powell was completely convinced. He knelt on the ground and kissed Kelar's shoes, saying respectfully: "Lord Kelar, I am willing to spread your kindness and I am willing to spread your law among the Ansa people."

"If I meet you on the battlefield in the future, I hope to die in your hands. You are a truly righteous man."

"That's not necessary. The premise of loving others is to love yourself." Kelar helped the old sailor up and said, "Your life is your own. It's not worth it to work for an unjust lord."

In fact, educating is not difficult, it is just very tiring.

It is not true benevolence to just talk. There is no education in the world without giving. It is not difficult to instill your own ideas into others by giving some material things and respect.

Kelar can ensure that he can educate everyone who appears in front of him.

But there is only one Kelar, but there are thousands and thousands of people who need to be educated.

[You released all the invading Ansa pirates, which surprised the Ansa people. However, it is good that no one died. Especially after learning that you not only did not kill anyone, but also gave them a lot of food, the Ansa leaders, the Hengist brothers, laughed loudly at your stupid behavior of aiding the enemy.]

[No one cares about the thoughts of the lower-level sailors and arbitrarily controls them. The upper-level elites think they control everything, whether it is power or ideology.]

【Perhaps some smart people know that you are trying to win people’s hearts, but what is the human heart? 】

【Who cares about the hearts of the lower class? 】

[However, the Hengist brothers did not know that an ideology that was enough to shake the tyrannical rule of the humble king began to spread among the Ansa people.]

[Sir Ector also learned about this. He rode his horse from the capital to Maple Ridge in an hour, laughing loudly at your stupidity and weakness, saying that your behavior would make those Ansa bastards more rampant, and their invasions of Maple Ridge would become more frequent.]

[Among them, if even one person dies at the hands of these bastards you let go, you will be an indirect murderer.]

[It was really hard for Hector, a Celtic warrior who only knew how to kill, to even start learning dialectical thinking in order to have an ideological debate with his son.]

[You answered very seriously that education requires a process and cannot be achieved overnight. Changing people's minds also requires at least one or two generations, but you have started, which is much better than doing nothing.]

[Sir Hector was so angry that he almost had a fight with his son. In the end, Hector left a sentence after they parted unhappily: I am waiting for your so-called enlightenment to succeed. I hope you are right, stupid boar!]

[Sir Ector rode away, but after returning to the capital, he asked the druids to send crows to keep an eye on Maple Ridge. If a large number of Ansa pirates invaded, they could go back and save their stupid and weak son at any time.]

[After confirming that Hector was not in Maple Ridge, the Hengist brothers sent their trusted men, the pirate captains of dozens of ships, to plunder Maple Ridge.]

[After many years, the Ansa pirates once again mobilized thousands of people to invade Maple Ridge. ]

[You know, this is the biggest obstacle to your teaching of benevolence, justice and forgiveness. Truth always needs to be supported by strength, and political power can only come from the barrel of a gun.]

[If you want to prove that your theory is right, the first prerequisite is to prove your strength. ]

[In terms of fighting, the knights of Maple Ridge are still willing to follow your orders. In their opinion, you, the lord, may be a little naive, but you can definitely lead them to victory in war.]

[Five hundred elite knights are your trump card. If you use them all on the front battlefield, even if you defeat the Ansa people this time, you will be unable to resist the next wave of Ansa pirate invasion.]

[You must win, and you must win completely, like the Qi Family Army, which won a complete victory with an extremely exaggerated loss ratio.]

[For this purpose, you mobilized the serfs, and used the war as an excuse to forcibly take the serfs from the knights' manors, forming a 3,000-serf army, and promised to incorporate them into the regular army after the war, abolish their slave status, and make their descendants free citizens from then on.]

[Twelve years after you were born in this world, you finally took a crucial step to liberate the slaves. Even though this step was small and light, you began to change this world that you disliked.]

[This action also makes you offend the Knights. If you lose the battle, you will definitely have to endure the counterattack from the Knights.]

[You adopted a coordinated charge of infantry and cavalry, and through your familiarity with the terrain and the desperate efforts of the serfs, you once again defeated the unorganized Ansa pirates. And because Powell and the more than one hundred Ansa people vigorously promoted your kindness and grace, after you called for surrender, most of the Ansa pirates who were at their wits' end chose to lay down their weapons and surrender.]

[Unfortunately, more than a thousand people still lost their lives on the battlefield. The casualty rate of the Ansa people has reached 30%, and most of them are newly activated serfs. You look at the dead Ansa people, and your heart is burning inexplicably. You are not sad, because there is no right or wrong in war.]

[You think you are still too weak to defeat thousands of Ansa people by yourself, which is why you have to use a large number of serfs to fight, resulting in the death of thousands of people in this war.]

【There have been some subtle changes in your thinking.】

[Infantry and cavalry cooperate perfectly and complement each other. The cavalry only needs to charge and kill, and the wounded soldiers who are scattered will naturally be finished off by the infantry. This is a tactic with extremely high killing efficiency, and your own casualties are very low. Your prestige is unprecedentedly strong. Even the most stubborn knights dare not disobey any of your orders at this time.]

[The knights' slaves were deprived of their slave status and organized into the lord's guards. The knights could only pay a portion of the manor's income to hire freemen to farm, and their benefits were reduced, but they were still superior to the civilian class.]

[Your prestige made the knights dare not disobey, and Maple Ridge became the only territory in Britain without slaves. ]

[You become the first person in Britain to free slaves. ]

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 13: Good People Are Worse Than Bad People

Kelar looked at everyone and announced, "Those who are willing to lay down their weapons and surrender, and who have never killed anyone, you can go."

"The murderer will be killed, and the injured will be punished. Isn't this fair?"

The Celtics' reaction this time was not as big as the first time, after all, Kelar had done this before.