Is it so easy for religion in another world to win?

Anyway, he was about to evacuate, and he didn't want to care about the mess below.

The lives of the people below had nothing to do with him. There was a slight possibility that this remote but rich land would be given to him when the meat was divided after the war.

But since the Torch Church began to mediate, this has been completely impossible.

Nowadays, the Torch Church still has the total religious power of all countries. If they come forward to mediate, then a ceasefire is certain.

In other words, those nobles who put all their assets on the line to try to gain military merits and then get territories and wealth after the war will almost all lose everything.

And he, a baron who originally had no hope of gaining military merits, is the most cost-effective, at least he has made a lot of money.

So, it seems that he can still plunder again?

He is about to leave, and because of the ceasefire agreement that will definitely be signed, even if his actions here are outrageous, the Northern United Kingdom will not restart the war and come to Lensa to catch him.

There must be some left from the last looting, and now is the time to put the remaining wealth into your own pocket.

…

Rand learned very quickly that the baron was going to collect taxes again. Since he had already planned to kill the baron, he naturally had spies in the town.

This baron actually wanted to plunder the land again, and he was not as cruel as you.

Rand immediately arranged for the Tauren, who were secret soldiers, to go to the rear hideout for temporary shelter, and then adjusted the materials and personnel of the former Takina Village, now the No. 3 hideout.

Now that the No. 3 hideout is also under Rand's control, there is no need to set up a No. 2 hideout to disguise the No. 1 hideout.

The situation between the villages is chaotic, and the town originally has no intelligence system. Rand is not worried about the discovery of the hideout.

It's just that giving this greedy baron some wealth makes him feel sick.

But now is not the time to act. The Torch Church has just participated in the mediation, and Rensa is still some time away from withdrawing its troops.

If he kills the baron now, he might have to face the investigation team of Rensa.

And if the baron hides in the castle, he may not be able to kill him, which is not the same level of difficulty as dealing with the tax collector.

This time, Taner finally doesn't need to pretend to be the village chief to deal with the tax collector on behalf of Rand, because Taran, who is the village chief, can only play his true colors and won't reveal any flaws.

There is still some time before the tax collector arrives, and Taran asks for instructions in front of Rand.

This mysterious envoy is kinder than expected. Since he and his villagers joined the den, although they have been working harder every day, they have never been treated harshly, and the daily food and material rations are also sufficient.

Therefore, he is still quite grateful to Rand, as for the villagers who were lost in the attack on the den.

It can be said that they have brought it upon themselves. Now Rand is willing to let those who survived by chance go, which is already magnanimous.

For them, as long as there is a way to survive, they will not have the idea of ​​​​resistance.

Seeing Taran coming to ask for instructions, Rand also had something to say.

Taner's humiliation on his behalf had left him with a deep psychological shock, and he was not willing to let his men suffer humiliation for him.

"Pay some attention to your face," Rand said, "You represent me now, so you don't have to be servile. Let them collect whatever taxes they want."

Taran was not trusted enough at this time, so he didn't know that Rand had long wanted to kill the barons here.

Or in the eyes of the villagers of this era, the nobles were really high and mighty, and as long as they were not really forced into a desperate situation, they might never have the intention to directly resist.

After all, the combat power of a knight in full armor over ordinary unarmored villagers was too exaggerated.

Taran was very anxious at this time: "But if they take too much, we won't survive this autumn."

Rand smiled: "Don't worry, I will take care of everything, and we can all live to the wheat harvest."

After saying that, he looked at Taner who was studying the new doctrine beside him, and felt that he had to conform to the image of the messenger of God, and reluctantly added: "The Mother God will teach us lovingly and help us."

Then he took Taner away. Rand always felt that he didn't need to act now. Taner may have seen that he was a fake messenger of God a long time ago, but he didn't know why he didn't expose himself.

Maybe it's love for the sect! If he exposed himself, it would inevitably lead to civil strife in the sect, so for the sake of the overall situation, Taner endured the humiliation.

Since the messenger of God promised, Taran was still a little worried, but he didn't intend to disobey the messenger of God. As the messenger of God said, he now represents the face of the messenger of God to a certain extent.

As for what god this envoy was, Taran was very concerned before, but now he is relieved. Although he doesn't know the specific name, judging from Rand's performance, he must be a kind god.

The tax collector came soon after Rand took Taner away. This time he was replaced by another person, and brought five or six knights.

This tax collector was not as arrogant as the previous one, and even a little uneasy, because this time the baron asked him to take away all the wealth without leaving any room.

Even for a profession like him that is known for greed, this felt a bit exaggerated, so he prayed to the baron to arrange a few knights for him as guards, otherwise he felt that he would not be able to leave the village alive.

Sitting on a tall horse, looking at the somewhat flattering Taran, the new tax collector said: "Let all your villagers come out."

Taran's smile froze for a moment. He used to say such things when he was a bandit and robbed.

Taran, who suddenly felt something was wrong, did not say much, but obediently greeted the villagers and asked them to come out of the house.

Without saying how much tax to collect, the tax collector, under the protection of the knight, took his assistants to plunder from house to house.

Taran's face changed wildly. Neither he nor Rand thought that this baron would take all the taxes again. Maybe robbers and bandits would not be so unscrupulous when robbing. He came over and said anxiously: "You are robbing!"

A guarding knight smiled disdainfully, swept his lance across, swept Taran away, and left a bloody wound on his abdomen.

The villagers were a little agitated, but looking at the excellent armor of these knights and the lances that were longer than their height, they did not dare to move.

Soon, the tax collector loaded almost all the food and coins of the village onto the ox cart, and took away all the livestock.

In fact, the knights were allowed to kill all the villagers directly, but seeing that they did not move, they thought that killing them would wear out their weapons and it would not be worth the loss.

After the tax collector left, Taran staggered to his feet, holding his wounds. He did not realize that he was so tough and could still stand up.

The villagers immediately surrounded him, their faces were dull. They all thought that their lives would get better.

In such a short time, they became penniless again.

Taran looked at these desperate villagers, holding his abdomen and panting slightly, and said: "The Lord of God will arrange everything."

He did not know how to appease these villagers who suddenly had nothing, so he had to bring up the Lord of God, hoping to give them something to think about.

Now he had to meet the Lord of God as soon as possible, otherwise the village might not have dinner tonight.

Chapter 28 The cultists' treatment method may be a little special

Although Taran is still strong, the wound caused by the lance is still too serious.

He didn't feel anything when he was nervous, but when he relaxed, Taran felt the burning pain.

He felt that two of his ribs seemed to be broken, and his waist was still bleeding. It seemed that he couldn't walk to the No. 1 hideout in this state.

The few horses in the village were taken away by the tax collector, so there was no choice but to walk.

And all this was seen by Ellie and Olena.

This was a scene that they could not understand at all, because they were born as nobles and had never experienced such a helpless situation.

When the tax collector left with the property, Olena appeared in front of Taran.

Throw him a strange potion: "This can stop bleeding and stabilize the injury when applied to the wound."

Taran, who felt that he was dying, took the potion and did not doubt the authenticity of the potion. He lifted his clothes and applied the milky white potion to the wound.

After only a dozen breaths, the blood that had been pouring out seemed to solidify and no longer seep out.

Taran was stunned. When he was a bandit, he had never seen such a magical potion.

He looked up carefully and looked at Olenna who gave him the potion: "My lord, what can I do for you?"

Such a high-level potion was given to a small person like him, and there might be ulterior motives. He thought that if these two people were going to ask for information about the den, he would die.

Now only Rand could save the hungry villagers in the No. 3 den, and he would never reveal the information about the den.

Olenna did not answer and stepped aside. Lysa walked out slowly in the shadows.

Seeing Lysa, Taran breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Rand had an elven ranger follower. So it seemed that these two women who were so beautiful that he dared not look directly at them were not the baron's men.

Taran lowered his head and whispered, "The baron's tax collector has taken everything away."

Lesha comforted him, "Shasa and their minotaur tribe are on their way, and the supplies will be allocated tonight. The Lord of God is waiting for you in the hideout, please come with us."

Taran smiled bitterly, saying that although his bleeding has stopped, he still has difficulty moving.

Ellie raised her staff, and a red light flashed, and Taran found himself lifted up by an upright creature with goat horns.

With the help of what is suspected to be a goat-horned demon, Taran successfully met Rand, who was standing at the door of the hideout and blowing the wind.

Rand felt uncomfortable and said, "This time it's my problem. I knew that the baron wanted to collect taxes, but I didn't expect him to rob directly."

"My lord, how are we going to live later? Other villages should have been looted. Even if we rob them, I guess there will be nothing." Taran was very depressed. If this goes on, it may become a scene of cannibalism.

Rand shook his head and said, "It's okay. I'm going to take back what we lost."

"Ah?" Taran looked up in shock. "Do you have any other way to get it back?"

Rand sat down. This time, the seat was provided by Thurai. He finally got smarter than Thurai.

The elf widened his eyes and looked at Thurai in a threatening way, which scared Thurai. He scratched his head in confusion, not knowing how he had offended this elf ranger.

Lysa stared at the chair where Rand sat, and was eager to try. She felt that she was very suitable to stay there. It was time to find an opportunity to try it.

After Rand sat down, he showed an unfathomable smile: "Of course, I have been preparing for a long time."

Seeing Rand's bloodthirsty expression, Taran finally reacted: "You, you plan to..."

"That's right." Rand saw Taran's sudden enlightenment and nodded.

"Can we win? The Baron has so many soldiers and knights." Taran said with some melancholy. In his impression, the nobles are always high above and invincible, especially those nobles who really control the soldiers and territories.

Rand smiled and said: "Don't worry, the wisdom of the Mother God shines on us."

Taran actually felt that this Rand envoy was not a charlatan at all. Although the envoy always talked about the Mother God, he actually considered all practical things.

But as a bandit and village chief, he really couldn't understand Rand's idea, but it didn't matter. As a subordinate, as long as Rand didn't abandon them, he just had to follow orders.

Then he nodded and prepared to retreat.

"Wait." Rand called Taran, "There will be another task for you later."

Taran stayed.

"Later, I will arrange for someone to go with you to take supplies to appease other villages in this barony. When we actually control this barony, they will all become part of the den. Now they can't be damaged." At this time, the food in the den was enough, at least enough to temporarily appease other villages.

Taran nodded, indicating that he understood. Although his injury was only temporarily stopped bleeding and was far from being cured, he was very happy to run for Rand.

"Okay, I will heal you next." Rand said.

Taran was stunned, and then declined: "I'm just an ordinary villager. There is really no need to waste such precious medical resources."

Rand didn't want to explain. His treatment methods were a bit weird.

【Thirst of the Black Goat Mother】

This blessing makes him stronger, more agile, less tired, and more resilient.

Although there seems to be a side effect of being occupied by the thirst in the brain, it is immune to his mental resistance.

【Sharing Thirst】

This blessing allows him to share 【Thirst of the Black Goat Mother】 with other creatures.

But so far, Rand has not met anyone who is immune to this negative effect.

In other words, if the side effects are ignored, this blessing 2 can be used for treatment, but the scene is a bit unbearable to watch. When Taran wanted to swallow the red orb before, he was controlled by blessing 2, but he was not killed by the stone attack because of his stronger recovery.

This thirst seems to reduce some of the stuns. I don’t know how many times Taran solved it himself after he went back last time, but it’s not so urgent now, so there’s no need to do this.

Rand took Taran to the sheepfold and said awkwardly: "Do you want to solve it yourself, or use sheep to solve it?"

He also knew that this behavior was not good, but it seemed to be quite popular in this era.

The important thing is that Taran must be treated as soon as possible. He doesn't want to lose this useful village chief. In this era, it is too difficult to meet a civilian who can do mathematics. Every one of them is worth cherishing.

If Taran cannot be treated in time, for people of this era, such injuries are very likely to lead to death. Even if he does not die, his life span will definitely be greatly reduced, so he has to resort to this last resort.

Rand saw that Taran was still a little confused, coughed awkwardly, and then released Blessing 2.

Looking back, he found that Ellie, Olenna and Lysa were watching.

No, why are you walking without making any sound? Rand's whole person was gray, as if he had changed his style. He felt that his reputation would never be cleaned in this life.

Chapter 29 Mobilization

Because Rand delivered supplies to the remaining surviving villages in this barony in time, the second village war did not start.

At present, the barony is peaceful, but the barons of the Kingdom of Rensa may not know, or they know, but they don't think about why it is like this.