The witch thought I am a Demon God

In the city hall, Lord Prower walked arrogantly in front of his team. He proudly said to Lady Alice: "Okay, I've given you too much time to think about it."

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

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

When Mrs. Alice scowled and accused the person closest to her who had surrendered, the surrendered person grimaced and replied to Mrs. Alice: "Please forgive me, I still have a wife and children."

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

The rest began to surrender.

Mrs. Alice said anxiously: "The Lord is going to turn you into serfs..."

Among those who laid down their weapons, the city guards naturally said nothing, while the people from the blacksmith's guild began to apologize to Lady Alice.

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

"Yes, if there are no men, how can our wives and children survive?"

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

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

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

[Palvega], who does not have the spirit of a republic, will easily succumb to power when faced with it.

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

After all, this is just a city.

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

‘Bang~’

The door to City Hall was kicked open.

Iveta's angry voice came over. "I seem to have heard that someone wants to surrender. Who wants to surrender?"

"My lord, you are too anxious."

"Let's just let everyone raise their hands."

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

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

"Ah, you also brought the guild leaders. That's great. We need respected people like you to uphold justice here!"

The Lord suddenly became furious. Who dared to interrupt when he was speaking?

Is this life-threatening?

He was about to rebuke angrily, but when he turned around, he saw Ivita followed by all the guild leaders who were watching him coldly.

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

"Why are you with them? Where are the knights guarding them! Those are four knights."

"Especially when there are Wallachian Blackfoots inside."

The troops behind the Lord suddenly began to be in chaos.

Because the Lord actually does not control the troops at all. It does not mean that the troops are on your side, but they are yours.

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

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

There were feudal soldiers, mercenaries, and militias loyal to the guild, a mixed bag.

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

The troops of nearly five thousand men may seem like a lot, but in fact they are a mess, and they are broken into pieces at a single touch on the battlefield. It is really unattractive.

Lord Prol was obviously aware of the problem, there was sweat on his forehead.

The Lord suddenly fell from heaven to hell.

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

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

He offended people too much.

As long as he surrenders, he will be hanged.

Lord Prower was quick to think 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 guild's private armed forces, who were still hesitant at first, felt that he was right.

After all, the military only values ​​tokens.

Everyone stared at Lord Prowl. Seeing that most of his troops were looking at him, Lord Prowl suddenly felt reassured and felt that Ivita's appearance only caused him some minor trouble.

It cannot change the general trend.

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

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

"Hahaha……"

He was about to take out the signet ring from his pocket and winked at Ivita, but he was surprised to find that his pocket was empty at some point. The pocket that was supposed to contain the ring was actually empty.

Moreover, when he raised his hand again, he found that the signet ring on his hand was gone.

what happened?

Where did you go?

Lord Prowl's brows twitched, and his heart beat rapidly under the gaze of the army.

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

When more than five thousand soldiers are watching you and testing you, but you have nothing 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 sword that hurts people.

This sword can hurt yourself at any time.

Now Lord Prowl is feeling this tremendous pressure.

He could hardly control this army.

He is like a bottle stopper. This bottle stopper can hardly stop the boiling water!

Lord Prowl, amidst these scrutinizing and doubtful glances, continued to pretend to rummage through the pockets of his clothes. He did not know what to do, so he was trying to buy time.

Where's the ring?

Where is the ring?

God of all things, do you want to kill me? At this most important time, there is a ring 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 opened her palms and raised them in the air for everyone to see, "Lord, is the ring you mentioned here?"

"Hey hey hey..."

The Lord's army was in an uproar.

Lord Prowl was stunned, frightened, angry, and furious. "Why is the ring with you? You are a witch. Damn it. She stole that ring, so it doesn't count."

"Kill her quickly and get the ring back."

No one moved.

Lord Prowl turned around and found with a stiff body 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 Prowl with interest. "My lord, what are you doing now? Do you need to consider surrender?"

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

But it was all destroyed by Ivita.

“Why help the city council of Palvega!”

"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 new Guardian of the Western Territory of Ambrose appointed by the Ambrose City Council and Viscount Winchester at the same time, and the new guardian of the Barony of Morrow. Owner."

"Ivita Augustus."

The old witch wisely did not mention Alsace.

Although this surname has a great reputation, the impact it brings may not always be good.

There was silence.

The last part of the noble private soldiers who were stubbornly resisting put down their weapons.

Because they can show their teeth and claws at civilians with disdain, but they are naturally frightened by the title of baron.

A serf would never dare wield a sword against a noble.

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

These feudal soldiers of the nobility thought that the situation was not right. Now that they saw that the other party was a baron, they gave up in their hearts.

Lord Prowl's face was distorted. "you you……"

If Ivita were a civilian, he would still be able to accept it.

But now, Ivita is actually a baron.

He never dreamed that the person who hindered his half-life dream was a baron.

The Lord's eyes were filled with tears, and the finger pointing at Ivita was trembling. "Since you are a baron, why do you want to stop my coup."

“Are you going to side with Ambrose’s city council?”

"You are obviously a noble, why are you siding with the common people?"

"You bastard."

The people in the guild behind Ivita also looked surprised.

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

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

"Alas." Ivita sighed, "Proul, I just want to do business with Mrs. Alice."

"You are too extreme."

"Allowing you to control Palvega will only destroy Palvega's wealth."

"And I should have told you that what made Ambrose rich was the strange system that Ambrose spliced ​​together. Ambrose had an aristocracy, a monarchy, and an urban republic. He had the advantages of the three political systems at the same time. This is what Ambrose did. The reason Burrows was able to retain his wealth.”

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

Ivita said calmly.

Lord Prowl was annoyed. "that is it?"

…

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

"This man is not a disorderly person."

"What he said is in line with what I want. Even if he is given greater power, the church can accept it. The Thirteenth Holy War is about to begin."

"How we need such a rational king."

"Many of the kings who are on the throne now are... hum."

The Bishop of Parvega was speechless for a moment.

He didn't know why Antioch said this.

The bishop of Parvega warned cautiously: "Sir Antiochus, he is only a baron."

"Although Baron Morrow has the title of Guardian of the West, but..."

Antiochus glanced at him and suddenly smiled. "I'm talking about you, do you know why you can't leave this city?"

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

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

"I am not interested in knowing the origins of Ivita Augustus, but I can know his ambitions."

Antiochus said: “One of the most important qualities of our church is piety.”

“Another one is having a shrewd eye.”

"Find the person most likely to succeed in the chaotic situation, help him, let him feel the meticulous help of the God of all things, let him know that the God of all things is the only true God in the world, that is, our church can use its religious power The secret to controlling the world.”

Having said this, a light called ambition flashed across Antioch's eyes.

When he spoke of the bishop of Palvega, he was actually speaking of himself.

He is old.

But when he looked at the individuals on the Cardinal's throne, they were really an eyesore.

The next time the College of Cardinals elects a College of Cardinals, it will be to see who has made greater contributions to the Holy See, who has preached to new areas, and who has supported new nobles and kings.

If Antiochus wanted to become a cardinal, the most decisive way was to support a king to ascend to the throne.

But that's almost too hard.

Can be met but cannot be sought,

He couldn't put his hope in such vague things.

Therefore, he settled for the next best thing and supported a few great nobles who were biased towards the church and had the support of the church. This was also a good choice.

The bishop of Parvega cautiously inquired of Antioch for the third time. "Then do you want to summon him?"

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

"hold on."

"Investment requires choosing a suitable time. I will observe it for a while."

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

"I need you to do something for me. When I leave later, you can pass a message to him for me."

"Come here and I'll tell you."

The face of the Bishop of Parvega changed again and again.

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

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

He also has his own little thoughts.

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

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

He is old and does not have as many opportunities as young people.

If he climbs to Antioch this time, he can change his position, and he must seize this opportunity.

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

Come to think of it, this was also a test for him by Lord Antioch.

As long as he did it, he was on the side of Antioch.

…

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

The mayor of Parvega angrily ordered two city guards to tie up Lord Prol.

He did not speak to the Lord. Instead, he came to Ivita first, held Ivita's hand, and said eagerly with gratitude in his eyes: "Lord Ivita, it is really thanks to your generous helping hand this time that I did not give up." The people of our city have become slaves of the nobles.”

“Everyone in this city owes you a debt of gratitude.”

“To this end, we invite you to become an honorary citizen of Palvega and join the city council of Palvega!”

Iveta looked at the mayor in surprise.

Then he understood that the mayor's move was not only a way to express his gratitude for his help and reward, but also to win over him.

Ivita had no reason to refuse. She became an honorary citizen of Palvega and did not need to bear any responsibilities.

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

Because he did not want his territory to be involved in the war between the noble faction and the urban faction.

Ivita nodded and said, "I am honored to serve as a citizen of your city."

The mayor's eyes looked at Ivita, suddenly becoming more cordial.

Because this is one of our own.

But he didn't know yet that one of his own had already taken away the treasure of the city hall - the Water Dragon's Fang.