Chapter 45 Sparks (please read)
People around him called Garris a saint, saying he was the Son of God, which meant light and hope, but Garris didn't like it.
How about being called a saint? So what if he was called the Son? There have been too many such figures in history.
The wheel of history turns again and again. What has been done will inevitably happen again, and what has been done will inevitably be done again.
If we do not arouse the consciousness of the people, then when all the waves subside, nothing will actually be able to change.
Garris does not need a group of people who blindly follow superstition. What he wants is people who are willing to fight for their own interests, warriors who can take the initiative to stand up and declare war on injustice.
Of course, due to the limitations of the times, miracles must still be revealed. Garris cannot give up his most advantageous strengths because of choking. In today's era, some religious elements are bound to be needed.
But it would be meaningless if the people came to follow Garris just to seek heaven after death...
What Garris wants is to promote the progress of the times, and what he wants is to leave a valuable spiritual wealth for future generations.
"I dream that one day, the valleys will rise, the mountains will fall, the rough and tortuous roads will become smooth, and the Holy Light will be revealed and shine on the world."
After Garris sang in a low voice, he turned to Simon and said, "How about we make a bet?"
"Betting? Isn't this inappropriate?"
"We don't gamble, the loser can just wash the winner's clothes once. Someone will come to trouble me tomorrow, do you believe it?"
Simon hesitated: "Want to bet on this?"
"No, I want to bet with you whether those Muslims will worship me tomorrow because of a miracle."
"This... Sir, I think... whether they will worship you or not depends entirely on your wishes."
After listening to Simon's words, a smile appeared at the corner of Garris's mouth. After these days of getting along with each other, Simon has become a master of learning. He knows that for Garris, some things can be changed with just a thought.
But Gareth was stubborn and unwilling to change.
He was so paranoid that he tried to get people to stand up.
In his opinion, there is no difference between asking the world to kneel down and worship him.
"I do not want to use violent hands to make the world believe in me. I am paving the way for the world to choose, giving the world a road to self-salvation. May the world's souls be awakened in the darkness. Understand the love of my father, Universal and infinite. I don’t seek to use divine power to change the will of the world, because that will create a group of soulless puppets and lose their true spirituality.”
"Simon, when they can't bear it any longer, they will think of me, and that day is coming soon."
After spending a day in this small town, Garris actually found out a lot of news.
A group of caravans came from Jerusalem, bringing information about the Holy City.
When Garris was talking to the businessman, the businessman was also amazed and said that these news had spread all over the Holy City, and anyone with a little gossip could get a rough idea.
The second princess of the Kingdom of Jerusalem, Isabella, disappeared mysteriously. The local noble faction led by her fiancé was at a loss and could not unite to resist the offensive of foreign nobles.
The hostile factions are united. Leonard, the lord of Transjordan, Gérard, the Grand Master of the Knights Templar, and Irakli, the Patriarch of Jerusalem. The foreign aristocratic faction headed by these three people, after promising the eldest princess Sibylla to live with the consort, After Yi will divorce, he will easily elect her as king.
However, the moment she put on the crown, the eldest princess Sibylla broke her original promise to appease the local noble factions in the kingdom.
She openly asked the consort Guy to come forward, ordered him to kneel down, and then crowned him personally. When the sacred crown was placed on Guy's head, many nobles around him were stunned.
The head of the Ibelin family, Baldwin de Ibelin, refused allegiance on the spot, voluntarily gave up his territory, and chose self-exile. Of course, after this shocking operation, the overall situation of the Kingdom of Jerusalem was decided. Before Gareth surfaced without Isabella, no one would provoke the king and his wife.
But when he thought of Sibylla openly breaking her promise, Garris couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Insect! What a fucking insect! How can you do good politics if you are with insects?
There are no promises on the front foot, but farts on the back foot. You really treat political credibility as a piece of paper to wipe your ass! However, no one has stopped the fighting faction of nobles from other places!
This was clearly to rub the faces of the local aristocratic faction on the ground, and then hit the dilapidated Jerusalem ship with an ax several times, for fear that the ship would not sink quickly enough.
The enemy is at hand, break your promise and get fat!
This country is broken, take jujube pills!
Thinking again that what was supposed to be an internal conflict between the top leaders of the kingdom could actually be made known to everyone in the Holy City, Garris became furious again.
waste! dross!
Of the king and his wife, one is a villain and the other is a big-hearted but stupid person.
Their combined political literacy is not even half as high as His Majesty the "Leprosy King"!
After thinking about the suffocation operation of the nobles in the Holy City for a moment, Garris was glad that his group did not continue to participate in the king selection.
Otherwise, even if I helped Isabella to the throne by pretending to be a ghost and showing off miracles, I might still be tricked to death by those pig teammates.
You must know that Garris's own abilities have limits.
I really couldn't figure out what I was worth, so I rashly participated in the war and fell into the predicament of being surrounded and killed by the army. I was afraid I was seeking death.
After learning the news about the Holy City, Garris actually had some expectations of what was going to happen next.
After those foreign aristocrats, who were not very clever, completed their actions to seize the royal power, their next step was to return to their respective fiefdoms and assemble their armies to prepare for war.
For a person like Leonard, the first thing he does when he returns to Karak Castle is to scrape the ground and squeeze out all the financial, material and human resources in the territory, and then build the dream for him. Dedicate everything to the cause of jihad.
Today, Alhadi Town can have illusions about Leonard and feel that their life can still go on, but that is purely an unrealistic illusion about the upper class nobles.
When Leonard noticed that the tax collectors in Alhadi Town had not paid their taxes, what awaited the residents of Alhadi Town would be a cruel harvest that would destroy many families.
For Leonard today, he is already a gambler on the gambling table. In order to win the war, he must put all the chips he has on the gambling table.
However, these people, who were regarded as bargaining chips by Leonard, did not know that the flood was coming, and no one believed it even if Garris reminded them.
The prophet's predictions have been ignored time and again, and when disaster strikes, how should they deal with it?
"The flood is not far away! Everyone! The flood is coming!"
The second chapter is finished today, and there will be an additional chapter in the evening.
I hope again that next Monday and Tuesday, everyone will go to Biyangshu!
Sanjiang PK next Monday and Tuesday! I kowtow to everyone, woo woo woo.
(End of chapter)