[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

All the calm is to maintain the superficial illusion. In addition to the king, there are many people in the kingdom who don't want wizards to have too much prestige and belief.

The pure white church is kneeling with loyal believers of the gods, but now fewer and fewer people come, far less than the previous glory.

"My lord, the wizard Sata is getting more and more arrogant now, and there are fewer and fewer people in the kingdom asking for our help. If this continues, the gods will definitely blame him!"

The priest dressed in pure white anxiously looked at the Pope beside him, hoping that he could give a way to restore the former believers.

Accustomed to being respected and admired by everyone, the Pope is more anxious about the current situation than anyone else. Seeing that there are fewer and fewer people who believe in God, no one is more irritable than him.

"Then what do you say? Gods are untouchable, but wizards and others can see them every day. I can't go find a god!"

The former pope had abdicated, and now this pope has long been blinded by interests, how could he give a good solution?

The priest showed helplessness and pain: "But, should wizards take our place in the hearts of the common people? The gods will punish us if they find out!"

No one knows what the gods look like, and they never dare to look up at the statues in the temple, because it will lose their precious eyes.

The Pope gritted his teeth and walked back and forth, thinking of the previous prophecy: "The wizard predicted the tsunami and brought back two rare mermaids. Maybe we can start from this place."

The priest's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to say: "After the tsunami passed, the local fishermen seldom got anything else. What if the wizard spied on the will of the gods, and that's why this phenomenon happened?"

The thoughts of the two coincided with each other, and the rumors of Zhuxin spread like this.

At first people were dubious when they heard the news, until several days of no gains made their hearts shake.

"Still haven't caught any fish yet?"

"Ham, don't mention it. I went into the sea for three days in a row, and up to now I have only found some small fish and shrimps, and I can't sell them at all."

"Those rumors are not true, right?" Someone couldn't help exclaiming.

It's not that they don't believe in Lord Wizard, but that the current situation is like this, and they haven't gained anything for a long time.

The fishermen who came and went became silent. They sincerely thanked the wizard for saving their lives, but fishing was the only way for them to survive.

They don't have extra gold coins to buy bread, and fish soup with salt is what they eat to fill their stomachs. Now the only motivation is gone, and what awaits them is the call of death.

"The wizard is an evil party. It is possible that he snooped on the meaning of the gods just to get revenge on us! We have become what we are now." After a long silence, there was a dissatisfied grumble.

"Yes, it must be so!"

"If it weren't for his prophecy, we wouldn't be what we are now. So what if we're alive? People near the beach know how to swim, and we can climb ashore by ourselves."

"If I don't listen to the wizard, I should use the gold coins from the fish sale to buy my child her favorite present instead of worrying about what to eat next!"

Real life will always shatter the image of people in your heart. Sata has changed from being thanked by them to a traitor against the gods. Everyone has forgotten what he once did for the kingdom.

The holy church was overcrowded again, and many people came here to repent and pray for forgiveness from the gods.

And those low-level people don't even have the right to enter the church, they just kneel in the corner like a tramp.

Tokia was very puzzled by this behavior: "If their so-called gods can really save them, why do they need a king who governs the country?"

After hearing about these things, Wen Er came to tell Shixia, and scratched his head after hearing what he said: "Because I feel comforted, right? My mother used to pray to the gods often, although it never came true."

Sata sneered at the side: "They are just making excuses for their incompetence. Even people who have made great contributions can be crucified. It is better to make a deal with the devil."

Shi Xia poked his face: "Little wizard, why didn't you react?"

Doing so many things in obscurity or even overdrawing your life, but being slandered so relentlessly, is everyone a little bit tempered?

"Why do I have to react?" Sata looked at him inexplicably: "Someone smeared me so relentlessly, now going out is a living target, and who will believe that I am innocent?"

"It's really not necessary."

Shixia nodded in agreement: "I only believe in things that cannot be seen, and such people don't need to go out and pay attention to them."

Sata found that Tokia especially liked sweet food, so he simply asked the bakery to deliver it every day, and Tokia took it and gave it to Wen Er.

Wen Er took the bread and said uncertainly: "It should be useful, right? We used to spend like this before the Lord Wizard came."

Those with a little luck will be selected to enter the church and be baptized with holy water, becoming the son or saint to succeed the next Pope.

The sweet cream melted in his mouth, and Tokia narrowed his eyes happily: "Then you give so many things to the church every day, do they give you anything in return?"

Wen Nu thought about it, and it was true that they were the only ones who delivered things to the church every day. He still remembered that his mother took all the good things at home to the church and prayed to the gods to make life better, but they could only eat some hard black bread.

"It seems to be true. My mother has lived as a believer almost all her life."

Wen Er himself is a person who doesn't rely on the gods very much, because those days have passed, which made him believe that the gods will not help them, and he doesn't have much feeling about this matter.

"That's right, he didn't do me any favors, why should I trust him unconditionally, set up a memorial archway?"

Wen You nodded half-understood: "Shixia, you speak so strangely."

After all, there are still differences in cultural differences. Tokatsu flicked his tail calmly: "Because we are not the same race."

The matter did not stop because of the conversations of several people, and the more extreme ones even went to the king, asking him to send the wizard to the gallows, so as to calm the anger of the gods.

In their eyes, Sata is like a mouse that everyone shouts and beats. The nobles who used to look down on Sata also began to gloat, and even secretly promoted this atrocity.

"It's getting more and more serious. This group of people is like a thick soup in their brains, and they can't think in the way of normal people at all!"

Tazel lay down on the table angrily: "Sata, don't you really want to stop it?"

"How to stop it?" Shi Xia raised his eyes, he couldn't have any good feelings for this person who abducted his little wizard again and again.

"It's all going to the king now, unless you can make them feel that the gods they believe in are fake."

"Why do you believe in that kind of thing? Can't they see the contributions Sata has made over the years?" Tazel was very puzzled by this, and a row of question marks floated over his head.

"If they could see it, would it still be like this?" Tokia rolled his eyes and looked over. It would have been a very rude move, but he couldn't find any fault on this face.

"Ah, what should I do?" Tazel covered his face in pain, feeling disappointed with some people in the kingdom for the first time.

"Never mind, there are mermaids near the coast."

"Huh?" Tazel looked puzzled, not understanding what Sata meant.