I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 274 - 261: Lynn, The God of Miners?

Chapter 274: Chapter 261: Lynn, The God of Miners?

“Ham, take some men and search this church, and remember to destroy the statue of the Moon Goddess to prevent any mishaps,” Ryder ordered through the stabbing pain in his brain. Then, without resting, he led the remaining men to clean up the battlefield, especially taking care to properly bury the corpses of the miners.

The conquest of this church had cost them more than forty lives, and Ryder couldn’t help but sigh. Even though he had greatly valued these clerics, having brought all the Crossbow Arrows they captured, their strength still exceeded his expectations…

Thankfully, it was all over now!

By the time they finished dealing with the aftermath here, it was already evening, and Ham and a few others had also counted Earl Joyce’s finances. Boxes of Gold Coins and treasures filled the entire treasury, dazzling to the eye.

Ryder began his usual course of action, which was to gather all the town’s poor and miners together and distribute Joyce’s treasures and lands among them.

“Are we really going to distribute everything?” Ham couldn’t help but ask. Back when they were in Baron’s territory, he felt it was unbelievable when he saw Ryder distribute the property—it was worth tens of thousands of imperial Gold Coins!

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“Of course, according to what Mr. Lynn said, these riches were all extorted from the poor by the Earl, and now I’m simply returning it to them,” Ryder said seriously. After pausing, he continued, “Otherwise, do you think we could take all these things with us?”

That clearly wasn’t realistic…

Ryder knew although they had seized the Earl’s castle, with their band of scattered soldiers, they couldn’t defend the castle, much less confront the regular army. They could only keep running, changing positions.

Carrying these treasures would only slow them down, why not pack some extra food and clothes instead?

Ham watched, both admiring and regretful, as Ryder’s trusted aides opened box after box filled with gold and silver, then distributed them to the miners and poor.

Many people were too fearful to accept their generosity, even suspecting they might have an ulterior motive, but Ryder didn’t mind. Trust always required a process.

In the face of tangible benefits, the vast majority of miners and the poor chose to accept their generosity.

Earl Joyce’s wealth looked abundant, but a lot of it consisted of priceless items that couldn’t be easily valued. After distribution, each person could only get about thirty silver coins, while the miners who had joined the battle received one Gold Coin as a reward for their brave deeds.

Ryder’s generosity was also the reason these people were emboldened to smash the statues of the Moon Goddess.

After distributing the great Earl’s gold and silver and bridging the relationship, Ryder took out his trump card—a grand bonfire banquet where everyone gathered to decry the past oppressive treatment by overseers and nobles.

For instance, Baron York was greedy and miserly, building an incredibly lavish estate, yet he would only begrudgingly give those risking their lives to mine in the pits a few pieces of black bread and hard-to-swallow barley porridge, making even a half-full stomach a luxury.

Or an instance where a certain cruel official, drunk on wine, whipped someone publicly without any reason…

The suffering was simply too great, with no end in sight even after days and nights of recounting. Those nobles held themselves so high they never regarded the common folk as human beings, and the various harsh taxes imposed by the fief and the church were nearly crushing. Just to survive was already a luxury.

At first, the poor within the territories of the earls only dared to listen from a distance, but they quickly grew more and more outraged until they started joining in, cursing and swearing…

So many enraged peasants amassed that Ryder had no choice but to send out his trusted aides to maintain order, and he then ordered someone to bring up all sorts of delicacies stored in the earl’s household.

Many of the peasants and miners tasted ‘delicious’ white bread for the first time, gnawed on a leg of lamb, or drank a bit of ‘noble’ red wine, experiencing a taste of the luxurious life of nobility.

“Lord Ryder, was it you who called down divine punishment at the church today?” A young miner couldn’t help but ask during the bonfire banquet.

For a moment, Ham and others also hurriedly looked over. The scene that unfolded within the church exceeded their comprehension, with lightning streaking down from the sky, nearly bursting their eardrums, and in an instant, turning the bishop they viewed as mighty and invincible into a charred corpse. In the minds of Ham and the others, only divine punishment could describe such a terrifying event!

“No, that was not divine punishment, but an application of the principles of electromagnetism…” Ryder hurriedly began to explain.

However, everyone present was overwhelmed, unable to grasp the concepts of the accumulation of electric charges or potential differences.

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The vast majority were convinced that Ryder must have received the favor of the True God!

Some miners from Baron’s territories even began to boast about how Ryder had led them to kill the detestable overseer, launched a night raid on Baron’s land to kill York in his sleep, and then marched triumphantly, sending Earl Joyce fleeing so desperately that he didn’t dare return to his castle.

Amidst the flattery of the crowd, Ryder’s cheeks flushed with a reddish tinge, and his face took on an air of youthful embarrassment. Many of these deeds were indeed his doing, but there were many other accomplishments that were not…

Especially when dealing with Joyce, lacking experience in commanding an army, he often sought guidance from the mysterious Wizard, and even the method to call everyone together to lament their woes was taught by that person.

“You must have been guided by the true deities!” one of the miners shouted excitedly, since it was Ryder who told them that the so-called Moon Goddess “Ella” was nothing but a false god, deceiving them with faith, no different from the frightful Evil God and Devil of legends, only more deeply hidden.

Thus, Ryder must have been graced with an audience by the True God or received divine revelation in a dream to know all this.

Hearing this, Ryder fell silent as well because, to this day, he still hadn’t figured out just who that mysterious and powerful Wizard was, or why he had chosen him.

He only knew that the Wizard’s vast knowledge was as boundless as the ocean and that he could even bestow Magic upon him. If not for the Wizard claiming to be such, Ryder might have believed he had received a divine revelation like everyone else.

However, in Ryder’s eyes, Lynn, who knew everything and displayed all sorts of miraculous abilities, was no different from a deity, still a god willing to save them, these lowly mine slaves…