Come to another world and become a lord

After leaving the tower, Eleanor was furious:

"That woman must be a witch, and the one who is protecting her is the lord himself! Why don't you expose her on the spot!"

Gregory scratched his cheek, looking a little unconcerned, and then said calmly:

"I have heard of the Fire Rose Guard and the name of Flame Alia. If we really fight them..." He glanced at his subordinates behind him who were equipped with uneven equipment, "We may not win."

"So it's just going to end like this?" Eleanor roared, "Then what's the point of you coming here?"

Gregory just smiled coldly, "Don't worry, we have our own way to deal with this kind of thing."

"Your own way of dealing with it?" Eleanor looked at the presiding judge in confusion.

In the square of the outer city of Rickburg, after a brief riot in the morning, it has returned to peace again, and people have returned to their daily lives. It is noon now, and people take advantage of the break to start walking and strolling in the square. A young female vendor reopened her stall and began to put various herbs on the table. Some were still in their original state, and some were dried and ground, and blended into various ointments, some for applying to external injuries, some for clearing the heart and detoxifying, and some for preventing colds. Their biggest feature is that they can be kept for a long time and can be bought back home for regular use. She is a pharmacist. Her family has been engaged in this business since she was a child. She is familiar with the configuration of various medicines. This is not only a business, but also a favor. As long as you are not a black businessman and do business at normal prices, you usually have a good relationship with people. After all, if people get sick, they have to rely on you.

When she had put all the goods on display and was about to sell them, she saw several witch hunter soldiers walking towards her.

"What is this?" one of the soldiers asked, casually grabbing the ointment on the table.

"Sir, this is an ointment for treating hemorrhoids. Just apply it..."

"Bullshit, this is witchcraft!" Before she could finish her explanation, the soldier threw the ointment to the ground and scolded.

"No, sir, listen to me..." The woman wanted to argue, but was knocked to the ground by another soldier.

"A woman is mixing potions here? If not a witch, what is she?" the soldier cursed.

"Someone, drag her away!"

"No, sir, sir, I am innocent~"

"Sir, I can fight. Ms. Lina is not a witch~" A kind-hearted mother-in-law seemed a little bit unable to bear it, and came forward with a basket in her hand, "Sir, Ms. Lina is just a pharmacist in town. We all know her. She is definitely not a witch. I can guarantee it~"

Several witch hunters looked at the mother-in-law with contempt, and then winked at each other.

A man suddenly grabbed the old woman from behind:

"Another accomplice of the witch. Take him away with us!"

"No, sir, how can you slander others like this~" The old woman wanted to quibble, but suddenly she felt a punch in the stomach and the basket fell to the ground. The poor old woman could no longer stand after such an attack, staggered and fell, and was then dragged by the two people all the way to the church.

This sudden situation broke the peace of the square for a moment. Under the witch hunters' brutality, many people didn't even understand what was going on. The whole square fell into chaos, with crying and shouting mixed together.

Karl was almost stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect the other party to dare to do things to this extent.

"How many people did they capture?" he asked the Knight of the Fire Rose who came to report.

"So far, there are four people in total, all women. They were arrested at noon and tied to the stake in the afternoon. They said they would be burned to death when the sun sets."

"What did you say?"

"This is outrageous!" Alia beside her had her hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw the sword and kill at any time.

"How could the Holy See do such a thing?" Selena shook her head in confusion.

“This is the Inquisition.” Amira stood aside as if nothing had happened. She even began to trim her nails. “If we don’t hurry up and save them, they will burn to death.”

“This is all because of you.” Alia looked at Amira with some dissatisfaction. “Shouldn’t you do something?”

“Will you let me go?” Amira asks. “Of course I can, but if I show up, wouldn’t that prove that Lord Karl is protecting the witch?”

"She can't show up. We have to do this on our own." Carl replied. Then he took a few steps forward and suddenly seemed to have thought of something and asked again, "What are the townspeople's reactions to this?"

"No reaction." The female knight replied, "Except for some protests from the victims' families, most people remained silent. Some even supported the church."

Well, this was what he expected. In this world, ordinary people still attached great importance to the faith of the church. They would even die for a word from the church.

"What about the guards?"

"Most of the guards chose not to interfere," the female knight replied, "and they all pretended not to see the witch hunters arresting people on the street."

After hearing her words, Carl sighed. It seemed that even the castle's local guards were useless. This was the power of faith. It was invisible and intangible, but it existed in a real way. As long as everyone believed in it, it could be truly transformed into power. It could even directly threaten secular rule.

"Let me go~" Alia suddenly stepped forward and said, "Let my people go. This group of rabble can be wiped out in a few minutes. They are no match for me."

It's not as simple as just killing everyone. Relying on force may temporarily calm the situation and even save people, but what will happen next? The people will see their lords acting on their own will, slaughtering clergy and saving the evil witch. What will they think next? As long as these people have faith, they will have resentment, and this resentment will make the entire Rickburg precarious. Not to mention the sanctions from the Church later, this is definitely not something that can be solved simply by violence.

Carl closed his eyes and thought hard. There must be a way to have the best of both worlds. This blind faith must be changed from the root.

After thinking for a moment, he opened his eyes and looked at Alia:

"No, you and the Fire Rose Guard stay here and let me go."

"But if you don't bring anyone..."

"Don't worry, I will bring all the local guards in Rickburg." Carl replied.

"What?" Alia looked at him in disbelief. "But those guards..."

"Yes," Carl replied, "that's why I'm taking them with me."

Then, he thought about it again and said:

"Bring someone back in 20 minutes."

Finally, he strode out.