Chapter 159 They Give Bread

"What do you mean, they know the whereabouts of High Priest Lemming, but are unwilling to help us?"

Lisabel looked around. The village was in a dilapidated state, some of the fields were deserted, and the villagers did not seem to be in good condition.

The more the village was oppressed by the nobles, the more they would support the resistance.

The resisters will really hang the local nobles. Although they will eventually leave and cannot fundamentally change the conditions of those villages, at least the villagers will have a year or two without being exploited by the nobles before the new nobles take over those villages again with soldiers.

The village in front of Lisabel looked like the one most likely to support the resistance.

"Are you sure they know the whereabouts of the archbishop?"

The church will not publicize the whereabouts of the high priest. Normally speaking, it is normal that these villagers do not know the whereabouts of the high priest.

But the sergeant shook his head.

"Although they tried to cover it up, it was easy to see that they knew the whereabouts of the high priest to some extent. Our soldiers also saw some bags with the mark of the Sun God Cult, which contained some fuel and food."

It seemed that the Sun God Cult had already been to this village before them, although not many people came and they left quickly, providing only a small amount of help to the villagers. These food and fuel could at least make it easier for these villagers to spend this winter.

"That's it..."

Lysabel was silent for a moment.

Regardless of whether they were trying to win people's hearts for the purpose of preaching, the members of the Sun God Cult could indeed help the villagers materially. The fuel and food were real benefits to the villagers.

And these tangible benefits are something that the resisters cannot provide.

The resisters could only promise them the future, but such promises were still too illusory for ordinary people. For these villagers, such illusory promises were not as good as an extra piece of bread for dinner.

Now, due to their aversion to the nobles and their good impression of the royal family of the Windwhispering Kingdom, these ordinary people are still willing to support the resistance out of inertia, but if the Sun God Cult continues like this, this inertia will soon disappear, and they will become loyal believers of the Sun God Cult because of the extra pieces of bread on their dinner.

"We must find the high priest as soon as possible."

Originally, Lisabel just wanted to use the high priest as a hostage to make the pursuers cautious and give herself more room to maneuver, but now it seems that the high priest is much more critical than she expected.

"Whether we capture this high priest or kill him directly, it will greatly disrupt the actions of the Sun God Cult."

Lysabel took a deep breath.

"Is there a list?"

The sergeant was a little confused by Lisabel's question.

"Confirm the list of people who know the whereabouts of the high priest."

Lysabel added.

"Yes, I am sure that four people know the whereabouts of the high priest to some extent. This is only what we can confirm. There should be other people in the village who also know."

The sergeant quickly responded.

Lisabel hesitated for a moment, but finally gave the order.

"Find someone who is the least conspicuous and who won't easily attract other people's attention even if he disappears. Then let him speak. I don't care what means you use."

The sergeant left, and Lysabel saw him gathering men in the distance, looking like he was going to lead a team himself to ask someone on his list to speak.

Lysabel had no intention of giving such an order.

"Those nobles seem terrified."

Reinhardt looked out the window. The nobles' carriages were leaving the city under the escort of their men. They seemed to be fleeing to other territories. "It's just a signal flare indicating an attack."

Ella's contempt for these nobles was written on her face.

"The priests were relatively calm. They were gathering people near the church, but they did not seem to have any intention of engaging in conflict with the resistance."

Reinhardt's gaze turned to the church not far away, where priests were still preaching, but there were more priests who were withdrawn from the outskirts of the city.

"They must have received an order to dismantle all the fortifications they had built before. It is obvious that the superiors of these priests want to avoid conflict as much as possible."

Ella then responded.

On the street in front of the church, there are still some remnants of fortifications that have not been completely demolished.

"What do we do now?"

Ella looked at Reinhardt.

"Go find the people from the church. Those resistance fighters might be coming for Laming."

Reinhardt stood up. Although it seemed that the resistance fighters appeared here by chance, after all, it had only been two or three months since Leiming arrived in this territory, and it would take time for the news to be transmitted. Even if the resistance fighters did receive the news that High Priest Leiming was here, it would not take them long to receive the news.

"Is there any basis for this? We received the news and rushed here as soon as possible. We didn't arrive much earlier than those resistance fighters."

Ella's doubts were normal. Half a year ago, the resistance fighters had gradually moved towards this territory while fighting the pursuers. This was probably just a coincidence. The resistance fighters had only entered this territory while fighting the pursuers. They might leave soon and shake off the pursuers who were still making a detour through the mountains.

Even the priests of the church seemed to have never thought that the target of the resistance would be their high priest.

But Reinhardt had a hunch that the target of these resisters was the High Priest. Even if it was not the case at first, they would eventually target the High Priest.

"No basis, just intuition."

Reinhardt said as he stood up, picked up the long sword leaning against the side, and walked towards the door.

"It's intuition again..."

Ella grunted and followed.

Laming is now on his way back to Lake City.

He was a little slower than his own messenger because he spent a little time in the village along the way.

"Those villages are fine. As long as the logistics and trade system is rebuilt, they will soon be revitalized."

On the way, he was still discussing with the priest beside him how to reactivate those villages.

"Wait a moment."

Suddenly, Laming stopped and reached out to stop the priest next to him.

He saw some soldiers approaching them in the distance.

"Resisters, and they are in a search formation. What are they looking for?"

Those soldiers were not wearing the uniforms of the Principality's troops, and there were no noble family crests on the shields they carried, which meant that they were not subordinates of any noble.

The soldiers had not yet discovered the presence of Laming and his party and were still searching forward.

"It looks like they are looking for me."

(End of this chapter)