I Made Scientific Magic

"It must not go on like this!"

Amidst the disputes and discussions among the crowd, Grand Earl Herder slapped the table and stood up, looked at the crowd present, and said angrily. "I think it is necessary to take some measures to stop these wizards from acting recklessly in the kingdom!"

However, Herder's impassioned words failed to attract everyone's applause, but instead received a burst of ridicule.

"Measures? What are you going to do? Earl Herder?" Viscount Sik sarcastically said mercilessly. "Call your guards and knights to the City of Fire Oil to seek justice?"

Now those wizards can be said to be in full swing, defeating the crusade army of the Holy See one after another, all the way to the empire!

Even if they don't want to believe it anymore, they have to face the fact that the power of nobles like them is not enough to shake the wizard's rule, not even the kingdom's guards!

The fate of Grand Duke Rickman back then is the best proof.

Three thousand musketeers teamed up with something called the airship to beat tens of thousands of the Kingdom's elite troops to the ground. From Sk's point of view, confronting the wizards head-on is definitely not a wise move!

In Ske's sarcasm, Herder blushed and retorted rather angrily. "Should we just sit back and watch these minions of these evil spirits push forward and turn the entire kingdom into their private property?"

"Don't you all forget, what reason did those wizards use to punish the eastern nobles..."

Hearing this, the expressions of all the people present changed slightly.

It is true that the lords in the eastern part of the kingdom chose to side with the empire and the church when the situation was unclear, and made a big mistake, but no matter what, wizards should not be tried and convicted in private!

And the many criminal evidences given by the other party can only be described as shocking!

When was it considered a crime to kill a few serfs who made mistakes?

There is also the so-called exorbitant taxation, which is also a complete joke!

According to the laws of the empire, all the citizens are the private property of the lord. How much food these people pay and how to punish them are all up to the local lord to decide. Unless it involves issues of faith, even the king and the local church cannot interfere. !

Based on the other party's standard of judgment, wouldn't he also be judged?

Thinking of this, the nobles in the secret room felt a chill in their hearts.

Herder turned to look at Viscount Sk, and without hesitation uncovered the other's scar. "Don't think I don't know, Sk, your chief knight broke his oath a few days ago and fell into the arms of those wizards, right?"

The latter's face immediately became extremely ugly.

A week ago, his chief knight suddenly disappeared. Sik sent people to search for several days and finally found out that this guy went to the workshop of the king's capital to burn glass for those wizards!

It almost didn't kill him!

For a knight with a title to do a lowly job for the poor, this is simply an insult to the nobleman's status!

In the end, after asking the reason, I found out that the salary of the workshop is twice what I give, and three meals are included, and the house is divided...

Annoyed, Sik immediately wanted someone to bring his chief knight back, so as not to be ashamed here, and prepared to severely punish the other party for tarnishing his noble status.

However, the wizard who managed the workshop was very arrogant and rejected his reasonable request, because his chief knight was very talented. There are managers who are in charge of mentoring newcomers.

Recalling the other party's arrogant and contemptuous eyes, endless anger and humiliation rushed into Ske's heart.

A mere wizard, who used to be able to hide in the corners of the city like a mouse, relying on the breath of nobles like them to survive with difficulty, now jumped onto their heads, domineering...

Herder refused to let go, and after uncovering Sk's scar, he turned his gaze to the rest of the nobles present, poking each of them's pain points fiercely.

Although the influence of the wizards has not expanded to their territory, the derived influence has actually threatened everyone's interests.

Among other things, the frequency of disturbances by miners and poor people has increased several times, and even a large number of citizens have fled in some territories.

It is precisely because of this that they will gather together today to discuss the future of the nobility and the kingdom!

"I have a plan, it might work!" Just as the crowd was excited, the Marquis of Mortain said suddenly, attracting everyone's attention, and then vowed.

"We may not be the opponents of those wizards in a frontal battle, but don't forget that we still have something in our hands that can affect the survival of the entire kingdom."

The nobles in the secret room were stunned for a moment, and even Earl Herder was very surprised.

Fortunately, the Marquis of Mortain didn't mean to be secretive, and he confided straightforwardly.

"food!"

"You mean..." Earl Herder suddenly felt his eyes light up, and he had vaguely understood what the Marquis meant.

"The eastern part of the kingdom has just been hit by war. It is not easy to resume production. I wonder if you have noticed that those wizards are buying wheat in large quantities!" Marquis Mortain said with a sneer.

In order to please the people at the bottom and disintegrate the foundation of the church, the wizard council used the wealth obtained from looting to hire those poor people at high prices, and then used the novel alchemy creations they produced in exchange for high profits to maintain the status quo.

I have to say that the wizards are very willing to spread their money, and this move is indeed very good!

In just one year, the people of the royal capital have gone from fearing the workshops with heavy smoke from their hearts to flocking to them now, and are even proud of working for wizards!

But there is a problem, the savings in the hands of the people have increased, and they will no longer be willing to go hungry. The black bread noodles that were sold out in the past are now not even eaten by the dogs on the side of the road...

You must know that this thing used to be the staple food of the poor.

In order to reduce the cost, merchants usually add some sawdust and grass to it, which is not very good to eat but can fill the stomach...

But now, even the humblest miner in the capital would buy a piece of delicious white bread without hesitation.

This also increased the consumption of food several times. The eastern territory of the kingdom just captured has a population of millions. It is not an easy task to feed so many people.

The food teams coming and going are enough to prove that the food in the hands of the parliament is no longer enough.

At this time, as long as they buy wheat in large quantities, they will be able to shake up the grain trade of the entire kingdom, further reduce the already insufficient grain on the market, and push up the price.

The poor with spare money in their hands will also start looting out of fear, creating a chain reaction!

"Now the kingdom ruled by the wizard is like a castle with a solid exterior but a crumbling interior. As long as we kick it hard, it will collapse!" the Marquis of Mortain said firmly.

The nobles present all showed horror on their faces.

This trick can only be described as ruthless!

"But the empire..." Sk hesitated for a moment, if the wizards could exchange food from the empire through trade, then everything they did would be meaningless.

"Don't worry, there will never be a grain of grain flowing in that direction!" Marquis Mortain assured.

The nobles present were not fools, and they immediately realized that the Marquis of Mortain gathered them here today, he must be following the order of the church.

However, this made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. After all, what they are best at is to gain benefits from both sides. In today's situation, the wizard family dominates and has attracted a large number of poor people. With their own strength, they don't even have room to resist. No.

"Marquis Mortain, your plan is indeed good, but what if those wizards attack us directly?" Viscount Sk said hesitantly.

A wizard with powerful magic doesn't care about the laws of the kingdom. If this group of people is annoyed, it is not impossible to kill them all directly.

"Do you think that if we wait and do nothing, those wizards will forgive us?" Mortan said with a sneer. "Don't be stupid, they are just under the pressure of the empire and the Holy See, and they don't have time to deal with us for the time being."

"And we don't need to do it ourselves!" Mortan had already made a plan to purchase grain and raise the price of grain. The caravans under their command can do enough. What they have to do is to use their own financial resources and influence behind the scenes. Enough to fuel the flames!

What's more, the main force of the wizards is now in the empire, and they are always facing fierce battles with the Holy See Crusades. If they fall out with nobles like them again, the entire kingdom is at risk of overthrowing!

After Mortan's explanation, Herder and others let go of their doubts.

In this way, I don't have to confront those ferocious wizards head-on.

Afterwards, whether they use food as a price to force the wizards to make concessions, or completely disrupt the kingdom, it will be up to them to decide whether to return to the grand scene of the joint rule of the nobles and the church in the past!

Under the threat of their own interests and the temptation to regain control of the kingdom, the nobles in the secret room have made up their minds and are ready to unite to let those wizards who don't understand the economy have a good experience of the power and wisdom of the nobles!

...

In the middle of the night, the nobles who came to the assembly left the castle of the Marquis of Mortain through a secret passage. Instead of being full of sorrow when they came, they all showed high fighting spirit, with excitement and excitement on their faces, as if they had seen the dawn of victory!

Jeff, who was mixed in, maintained a smile on the surface, but he fell into deep worry in his heart.

As a small baron, although Jeff has a fief of his own, but because of his quick mind and flexibility, under the rule of the wizard, he was not greatly affected, but benefited a lot.

For example, three months ago, he rented out the management rights of the mines and fields in the territory, together with 20,000 people, and he can get nearly a thousand imperial gold coins as a reward, which is far more than what he earned in the past when he worked hard to manage the territory. Much more!

Jeff doesn't have any lofty ambitions, just collecting rent, playing with those novel and interesting witchcraft creations, finding more beautiful maids, and contributing to the growth of the family is his ideal in life!

The most important thing is that he is not optimistic about the so-called extinct plan of the Marquis of Mortain. Jeff is very clear that it is not because the wizards drive a large number of poor people into the workshop that the land is abandoned, but that farming does not require so many people. !

He had returned to his territory before and saw something called a cultivator.

This kind of alchemy creation is very terrifying, controlled by one or two people, it can easily cultivate hundreds of acres of land!

So the wizard council is not as short of food as Mortan and others expected...

However, Jeff is very clear that his words are mild, and the report of the kingdom's nobles gathering a crowd to conspire, in the absence of evidence, may not get too much attention.

Jeff thought for a moment, and soon thought of his lord!

As His Majesty's most powerful right-hand man, one of the heroes who supported King Hatar on the throne, the Grand Duke of Gad was privately called by many nobles as the lackey of the wizard!

This is the highest level person he can come into contact with so far.

Thinking about it, Jeff no longer hesitated. After leaving the Marquis's castle, he went to the mansion of the Grand Duke Gard in the capital overnight.

After notifying the guards, they were quickly received.

Slowly entering the spacious inner room, Jeff waited for a while, and Duke Gard in robes soon came in with several guards.

"Please forgive me for disturbing your sleep, Your Excellency the Duke." Jeff bowed very respectfully.

"Tell me, sir, you came to see me so late, do you have something important to report?" Duke Gard asked impatiently, without any intention of being polite.

"My lord, it's about the Marquis of Mortain..." Jeff reported truthfully, telling the truth about the fact that Mortan secretly summoned more than forty nobles from the kingdom to conspire to buy food on a large scale and artificially create a famine. again.

After listening to Jeff's narration, Duke Gard pondered for a while. "You have done well, sir, and I will report this matter to His Majesty Hattar as it is."

Jeff didn't dare to claim the first credit, but before he could shirk, Duke Gard asked again.

"How many people have you told about this?"

"Only you, my lord!" Jeff replied hastily.

"Very good, very good!" Gad nodded in satisfaction, and then asked the attendant to bring a bag of gold as a reward for delivering the news, and said encouragingly. "If it is confirmed that this matter is true, you will definitely get the reward you deserve!"

Jeff happily took it, the bag was heavy, and there were at least 200 imperial gold coins in it.

"You can go back and rest!" Gad waved his hand and said.

Jeff turned his head and put away the purse full of gold. For some reason, a trace of inexplicable uneasiness appeared in his heart. It was not until he was about to step out of the inner room that he suddenly remembered that after listening to his narration, the performance of the Grand Duke was unavoidable. He was a little too calm, and there was no trace of surprise on his face from the beginning to the end.

It's as if he knew the news a long time ago...

The uneasiness in Jeff's heart became more and more intense, and the moment he stepped out of the threshold, this strong uneasiness turned into a stronger sense of crisis.

Almost subconsciously, Jeff's right hand reached for the hilt at his waist, but faster than him were the crossbows in the hands of the guards!

The sharp arrow and the sound of pulling the crossbow arrived almost at the same time, piercing Jeff's chest, arms, and thighs in an instant, and then a long knife pierced through the air, and Jeff's chubby head was crushed in the blood gushing out. After cutting it off, the pupils of those wide-eyed eyes were full of puzzlement...

Gad threw away the bloody long knife in his hand, looked at the guards around him indifferently, and said.

"Clean up the corpse, and then tell Mortan, be more careful next time, and don't let such people mix in again."