The brave man opened the coffin and rose

It is naturally unlikely that ancient paintings from thousands of years ago would be preserved.

If you have a scroll that is hundreds of years old at home, it can be considered an unimportant antique no matter how big or small it is.

However, this world has image stones and projection stones. As a hero from thousands of years ago, Abes Grande has some images left in the world.

Relying on these images, even today, thousands of years later, as long as painters want, whether the spirit of the painting is similar or not is another matter, but they can definitely achieve similarity in appearance with a little effort.

After hearing what Anivia said, Wilford looked up tremblingly, observing Abes's reaction.

Abes sat upright in the chair, his expression normal. He did not pinch his face when he entered the game, so there would not be any major problems with his appearance.

Seeing the other party sitting high and full of confidence, Wilford quickly waved his hands. If anything were to be discovered, he would be the one in trouble.

Seeing how confident this gentleman is, his appearance shouldn't be a problem.

"Since he is an ancient hero who defeated the Dragon Slayer, it is not impossible for him to... come back to life."

"And you have witnesses and physical evidence to prove that the country is on the verge of division. What can we, a small town, say in the face of such a major issue?"

Wilford has figured one thing out. Since he has made up his mind to believe in the slogans and policies proposed by this rebel army that make people's blood boil, then what does it matter whether the leader of the rebel army is an ancient hero who jumped out of a coffin?

Since the Mels family who are guarding the coffin say it is true, and they look very confident, let's just treat it as true.

"As long as you give the order, I will move out of the mayor's hall immediately..."

Abes just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter where I handle the affairs. I just need to hurry up and find a way to accommodate the others. I told them that they should have good food and drink today and they should not sleep in tents at night. I can't go back on my word."

"Yes, yes, why did you leave the rebels out in the open? I'll ask the restaurant in the town to make arrangements." Wilford kowtowed subconsciously, but was suddenly pulled back by Abes.

"I've said it before, we believe in fair trade and will never take a single cent from you. Here, take this first!" Abes stretched out his hand and handed over a few medium-sized but shiny gems.

These were all spoils obtained from the Lizardmen in the past. This piece of ochre is worth dozens of gold coins.

Now, in the hands of Wilford, the pot-bellied businessman and mayor, was property worth more than a hundred gold coins.

Before entering the town, Abes had already asked Kronos about some of the transactions.

It is obvious that the economic ecology of the North is extremely distorted.

They continued to use most of the currency and exchange rates of the Second Dynasty, but at the same time, traces of demonic rule remained.

For example, in the North, the gold coins printed with the head of the Lord of the Nine Hells were no less valuable than the gold coins printed with the head of the founding monarch of the Second Dynasty.

In addition, due to the extremely harsh conditions for agricultural development, bartering for crops and crop seeds is also a part of many transactions.

But they were also short of food, cloth and handicrafts.

When it comes to gold and silver jewelry, most of what Abes and his companions have are the dog-head gold and gems that the Lizardmen have. Rather than trading the associated minerals that are almost indistinguishable as gold or gravel, it is safer to trade with gems.

Wilford took the gem handed over by Abes and asked, "May I ask how many people are there on your side?"

"We don't have that many combatants. If we want to reward everyone, maybe we should prepare a thousand copies."

After seeing Wilford's embarrassed look, Abbes realized something, "This is a deposit, a deposit, I'll make up the difference later."

"In addition, we can arrange some seats for everyone in the town. As the mayor, you can call those who have a say to come over for dinner. If there are any questions or things you want to discuss, we can talk while we eat!"

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What we talk about during a meal is nothing more than understanding the situation and arranging subsequent common interests.

If you want to maintain stability under your rule and make people willing to work for you, you must have visible benefits.

Although, Abes had already pointed out the danger of national division through his speech at the town gate.

In other words, joining them and being loyal to them is an investment in the future in order to avoid entering a dark future where the country is divided.

Or maybe it’s for one’s own freedom and dignity.

However, such benefits, although profound in logic, are not in sight after all.

Maybe a momentary surge of passion can make them raise their hands to show their support, but as time goes on, they may not want to continue supporting.

Therefore, in order to fight against the more direct fear of [having to fight against the regular army] and [having to fight against the warlords], Abes must hold back as many people as possible in Sweetleaf Town and make them completely board the carriage of his uprising.

And this is what we are going to talk about and the main thing we are going to do.

Who are our enemies? Who are our friends? Who can be our friends?

These were the primary questions that Abes wanted answers to while asking about the town's situation.

It’s not like there haven’t been struggles for unification in the North in the past, but they were few and far between.

Although there is the excuse of being tempted by the devil, the fundamental reason is not this.

The devil doesn't just target the North. The largest evil religion that worships the devil is even located in Central China rather than in the North.

After all, there must be deeper reasons why the North has been unable to unify for a long time.

After carefully inquiring about the industrial situation in Sweet Leaf Town and its surrounding areas, Abes was able to basically deduce their class situation.

In the town, most of the people are basically handicraftsmen, small intellectuals, small businessmen, etc.

Even in a country like the small kingdom of Wommza, where the political orders were extremely abstract, they were able to make a profit through physical and mental labor, as well as the trade routes opened up by Mayor Wilford.

This move is enough to make Jiaweiling and others envious.

As a result, this group of people may find it difficult to fully and sincerely accept Abes and his colleagues' ideas and will not be able to participate in them easily.

They may not be unaware that they may instantly become starving people or refugees due to natural disasters or man-made calamities.

It's not that I'm not aware of the oppression that exists in the kingdom.

They just feel that there is a slight possibility that they can climb to a higher position in economic status and then gain more convenience.

However, as long as there are classes such as [officials] and [princes and nobles], they may end up like what Abes said.

Did Angraus and his men not work hard? Why were they almost wiped out by their own mage group's bombardment, and reduced to robbing passers-by's convoys and wallets?

Is it because Jiaweiling and his men didn't work hard? Why didn't the food and money after the natural disaster arrive?

Did the Myers family, who had fallen to farming, not work hard? Why did lizardmen appear in the Silver Moon Farm in the hinterland?

It's because under the seemingly fair laws, there are people who are fairer than them.

It was General Paddy who used the power enhanced by law during wartime to bring about the tragedy of Anglaos and Kronos; it was the officials who used their dispatching power that could not be supervised by the people to cause Gaviling and others to become famine refugees.

If we do not realize that power is not fair, various disasters will appear in different forms in the future, no matter how many generations pass.

It can be said that the vast majority of the residents of Sweet Leaf Town would absolutely not rashly join Abes's rebel army.

But now, they will at least maintain a neutral attitude and will never oppose their operations.

That's enough.

They are a group of people who can become friends, and what Abes needs to do next is to use more visible short-term benefits to draw them into action.