I Made Scientific Magic

[Hadra Tower] In the royal capital, a grand palace banquet is being held in the luxurious and exquisite palace. The nobles in gorgeous clothes hold transparent glass wine glasses and walk among the young maids and beautiful ladies. , Tasting the delicious food, the face is filled with flattering or self-satisfied smiles.

The two protagonists of the banquet are naturally the two crown princes of [Hadrata], Harold and Hatar, surrounded by the crowd, which also makes the originally lively banquet a little more tense.

On the throne of the palace, Bazel, the monarch of the Kingdom of Hadrata, was left aside, but he didn't seem to care about the offense of the nobles, and looked at the dispute between the two princes indifferently, as if It's like watching a boring drama.

Just as the banquet was gradually reaching its climax, the door of the hall was suddenly opened.

It was like a disgusting maggot on the delicious food. Hearing the presumptuous sound of pushing the door, all the nobles present turned their heads to the door, wanting to see who was so bold.

The one who broke in was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and unkempt face. The exquisite clothes on his body were covered with dust and mud marks, which formed a sharp contrast with the people in the banquet hall.

The guards guarding the door are struggling to drag him out...

"Earl Joyce, what's the matter with you?" The eldest prince Harold walked forward quickly, and said with an unswerving expression.

Joyce was one of his supporters. Not only did he miss the banquet today, but he also barged in disheveled at the critical moment of the banquet, without the slightest aristocratic demeanor.

"Your Highness, the miners... those miners are crazy!" Joyce gripped Harold's cuff tightly with his dusty hands, and complained tearfully how the damn miners suddenly Many broke into his territory, burned, killed and looted, so that his castle and manor were seized by those miners.

Listening to what Joyce said, the nobles almost laughed out loud.

When they saw Joyce in such a mess before, they thought it was the evil believers who jumped out to make trouble again, but it turned out to be a riot of a group of miners?

Of course, this is not to say that such things are rare.

In fact, on the contrary, miner riots are common in the Kingdom of Hadrata.

Once these humble poor people are full and have strength, they will start to be dissatisfied with the status quo. You must know that every miner is bought by them with money, and digging ore is their job.

However, no matter how many miners there are in this group, they are just a rabble. Usually, it only takes a few rounds of salvos from hundreds of guards holding crossbow arrows, and they will disperse, just like hordes of rats trying to provoke a fire lion. Just as ridiculous.

"This time...it's different this time!" Joyce said hurriedly.

"What's the difference? Earl Joyce? Can't those miners still fly into the sky and shoot arrows at you?" Hattar asked with a sneer.

"They not only occupied my castle, but also destroyed the church and the statue of the goddess..." Joyce said in a trembling voice.

The banquet hall, which was originally full of laughter and laughter, immediately became extremely quiet, and needles could be heard. In the past, it was not a case of a cowardly nobleman who was killed by rioting miners. However, it was the first time that churches and goddess statues were attacked. once.

"How dare they!" "Crazy, simply crazy!"

"This group of damned blasphemers!" An archbishop almost fainted on the spot after hearing the news. How dare these lowly miners blaspheme the gods!

"Are you sure they are just a group of miners?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and it was Cardinal Anrioke who spoke.

The nobles gathered around Joyce immediately dispersed. The burly Anrioke in a red and gold robe walked in through the gap made by the crowd. He stood there like a towering mountain, which made people Everyone present felt a great sense of oppression.

Every earldom has at least one bishop and several priests stationed, plus thousands of soldiers guarding the castle, a group of riot miners alone is not enough to capture it, and destroying the goddess statue is not like what miners would do. matter.

"I'm not sure, Lord Anrioke, but I only saw those miners." Joyce replied hesitantly.

Before he received news that a group of rioting miners had captured one of his baronies and killed the Baron of York. Naturally, Joyce couldn't bear it, so he summoned a thousand-man guard and personally went out to suppress the riot. !

As a result, the damn miners don't talk about martial arts at all. They come and go like the wind, appear and disappear, poison, dig traps, and engage in internal affairs. They don't give themselves a chance to fight positively.

His guards were led into the trap by these miners, and died under falling rocks and spikes in the pit.

In the end, Joyce tried his best to fight a bloody road under the protection of the guards. As a result, he was about to return to the castle. When he summoned the army to fight again, he found that those shameless miners were playing east and west. At that time, he had already occupied his castle, so that he was almost ambushed on the way back...

Joyce, who had lingering fears, could only run to the capital in disgrace to ask for help, and he also found out a piece of news.

After conquering the Baron of York, the leader, a miner named Raeder, distributed all of Baron York's money and land to the poor in the territory. He also captured the local church and killed the local pastor.

As for the current situation in the Earl's Land, Joyce doesn't know yet, but he probably won't end well...

After Joyce explained everything with embellishments, anger and a little fear surged in the hearts of all the nobles. The Grand Duke Rickman roared that he would send out an army immediately to kill those lowly miners. Nu, there are also several large mines in his territory, so naturally he will not allow such a thing to happen.

"These blasphemers will be punished and fall into eternal purgatory!" Anrioke said in a deep voice, and then turned his head to look at King Bazel, who was sitting on the throne and had not said a word until now. .

"Your Majesty Bazel, I heard that you are hesitating about making a crown prince recently. The miner uprising affecting the southeastern part of the kingdom is the best opportunity for the two princes to show their abilities and decide who will be crowned prince. How about becoming the next Crown Prince?"

An Ruoke's words immediately won the approval of the nobles, who echoed them repeatedly.

King Bazel watched the voices of nobles and priests ebb and flow, and it took him a long time to reply. "Can!"