The brave man opened the coffin and rose

"Abbes Grande?"

"The hero from thousands of years ago, the brave man who defeated the Dragon Slayer?"

"Are you kidding..."

Abes ignored the usual distrust of the identity represented by his name among the crowd.

He continued to tell as much as possible about the situation in the small kingdom of Womuza that he knew, and asked Kronos to bring two soldiers from Davis's army to testify to his words.

During the whole process, Abes did not forget to "advertise" for their rebel army.

"I see that there are mines surrounding the back of the town, but please, fellow citizens, do not be afraid and do not run to the mountains!"

"We won't take anything from you. Even if we need anything, we will sell it to you on a fair basis! We won't force anyone to serve as a soldier!"

This is an advertisement about themselves, talking about the difference between them and other troops.

After saying this, the panic on most people's faces subsided, replaced by uncertainty and confusion.

Have knives and guns? Don't take or rob?

"Moreover, the domestic situation is already precarious. No matter which general it is, they are all thinking about division. The North has been separated from the Abyss and the Covenant for so many years? Have you ever seen any person in power who has thought about achieving unification?"

"The North was divided into an empire, the empire was divided into kingdoms, and the kingdom was divided into duchies and small kingdoms. Now that General Paddy has started a rebellion, the small kingdoms will no longer exist. We will never be able to return to the embrace of Middle-earth. We will only face a dark future of increasingly fragmented lands."

"I can guarantee here that our team is fighting for great unification, so that no one will be oppressed by riding on their necks!"

"Perhaps you can't understand the pain that my compatriots have experienced at first, and can't understand why we want to raise the banner of resistance against a kingdom that seems to be stable. But after listening to what I said earlier about the arrangements of Davis's troops and General Paddy, as well as the testimonies of their soldiers, you should be able to understand that if you don't resist, you will face the same sad future."

"What we are defending is our country, the land we live on, and our future stable life!"

"We firmly oppose those superiors who still retain the legacy of devils and demons and continue to pursue their beautiful dream of dividing the North and living in peace in a corner!"

"We also welcome anyone to supervise us when we stop and take shelter in a corner, so that we don't give up and continue to act!"

This is an advertisement about their goal of resisting civil war, maintaining unity, and refusing oppression.

These statements often trigger the emotions of older people in the town.

Only they remembered that the birth of the small kingdom of Womuza also originated from a rebellion.

The final result was that the territory shrank again, and several new members emerged within the concept of the Northern Countries.

And even further back in time, before the North fell, this land had a distant and peaceful past that belonged to the Second Dynasty. Perhaps only older or immortal races would know about it.

"Although we have to take over power, I believe that no one will be troubled because our principle of operation is fairness."

"Those who kill should be put to death. For all crimes that do not carry the death penalty, the corresponding equivalent punishment should be used to offset the sin!"

"Work should be rewarded. Refuse too low salary and compensation, and refuse unreasonable working hours. Instead, use reasonable work to exchange for equivalent returns!"

After telling about the future of domestic turmoil and explaining the situation of their troops, their goal of resisting the further division of the small kingdom of Wommza and the North, and their ideas of fairness, Abes realized that the town gate had been blocked by people who came to listen to the lecture.

Wilford, who was lying on the ground, had a look of disbelief on his face, but he still wiped the sweat off his face and climbed up tremblingly.

Fortunately, I treat the people working in my sugar factory quite well on a daily basis.

One can even say that he is a well-known philanthropist in the town.

Otherwise, based on the bewitching words from the man in front of him, he might have been torn apart by those dissatisfied guys.

But more or less, Wilford suddenly remembered some past events when he went out to explore new trade routes.

[Old man, the money you gave me is not enough. You are not allowed to go on this road. If you want to go, go ahead. Check it for me. Open up every bottle and box and check them inside and out.]

[You want to take half? How much can you earn with your half? If you don't earn much, you basically have to give it back to pay people? Stupid, you're just going to give the white-blooded Silver Gemini to the poor? ]

A world where no one can ride on someone else's neck and bully others...

"Hero, hero, stop talking, let's go to the hall and talk in detail..."

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The people in the town did not completely trust Abes and his friends, but they were infected by his propaganda and had some agitated emotions in their hearts.

For this, Abesi also repaid them with enough trust.

"All of you, read the rules for entering the city repeatedly, which I wrote at breakfast. You can only come in when I tell you to. Do not enter the town without permission and disturb the normal lives of the people."

Afterwards, Abes walked into Sweetleaf Town with only Gaviling, Kronos, and Anivia accompanying him.

The mayor's hall has solid stone walls and a wooden sloping roof.

The protruding eaves of the hall are supported by four stone pillars.

Behind the hall, there is also a clock tower.

On one of the stone pillars, there was a wooden bulletin board with a lot of new papers posted on it. These were all the troubles that had happened in the town in recent days.

On a piece of parchment that was probably an announcement, there was a rough map drawn on it. The gist of the announcement was that everyone should bypass a certain place when leaving the town to avoid encountering orc bandits.

After entering the mayor's hall, Wilford asked directly, "I roughly know that you are indeed a rebel army rather than a bandit, but are you... really that person?"

Abes pursed his lips. He thought that the people gathered under his command would have to fight a few battles with him before they would gradually believe him.

And for these more "knowledgeable" people, it is even more difficult to convince them.

They may be smarter, but they are also more "superstitious about their own intelligence."

Just as Abes was about to explain, Kronos spoke before Abes could, "I know this is hard to believe. After all, not everyone can witness the strange scene of Lord Abes opening his coffin and coming back to life like I did."

"However, there is still a lot of evidence. If you want to see it later, I think Master Abes will not refuse to demonstrate part of the hero's protection."

The hero's blessing is unquestionable evidence.

Wilford flexed his fingers nervously.

However, for thousands of years, there has been no disaster like the Dragon Smashing Disaster that only exists in stories, and naturally no heroes have been born again.

Many people don't even know what the Blessing is, and instead associate it with superior combat prowess and sophisticated magical talent.

If we were to say who knows about the protection, I'm afraid that apart from the records in the rich book collections of the princes and nobles, the only ones would be the families that look after the coffins of the heroes.

The family that guards the coffin of Lord Abes Grande in the small kingdom of Wommza is... the Myers family.

Wilford's fat fingers trembled, and then he asked, "Madam, what is your name?"

"Cronus, Cronus Myers."

Well, you are the Myers family's child, so you are what you say. What if you use magic to forge illusions to deceive others?

As if sensing the other party's distrust, Kronos retreated angrily.

This time, it was Anivia who spoke up, "Mr. Mayor, do you have a portrait or something? Take it out and compare it, and we'll know, right?"

"Remember, don't use those artistically processed paintings, but realistic ones. If you have a projection stone that records the image, it would be even better."