Chapter 11
"The biggest obstacle has been removed. If Comoros still can't handle it, then I'll have to find a new spokesperson." Wang Yuan looked at Comoros who was struggling to get up from the ground and thought to himself.
Of course, this person had to be replaced sooner or later. Even though Comoros was firmly controlled by Wang Yuan, one should never underestimate a person. As the power in one's hands increased, so did one's ambition.
Status determined one's vision. After all, Comoros knew a lot about Wang Yuan. Even if he didn't understand it now, it didn't mean that he wouldn't understand it in the future. This kind of danger should be eliminated at the root.
"I'll wait for him to help me stabilize the situation in the village. After all, if it's managed by someone familiar, it'll be harder to incite a large-scale rebellion. When Negri is deeply rooted in the people's hearts, this Comoros who knows too much should be abandoned." Wang Yuan wandered around the village, observing the situation.
Of course, the most important thing for Wang Yuan now was to observe Jacques's plan. From his expression, he didn't look like he was going to surrender. But that was normal.
Before Wang Yuan and Comoros arrived, Jacques was the biggest winner. The hunting captain was his good friend, and he was the next village chief. However, Comoros appeared with Negri's decree, killed the old chief, and immediately stole a large amount of power from the village.
Whether it was for public or personal reasons, Jacques couldn't give up. However, due to the threat of the plague, the villagers had all gathered around Comoros. After all, Negary had already displayed his might, and Jacques believed that if he dared to openly resist, he would have been crushed to the ground by the villagers.
Everything happened too suddenly, none of them were prepared for it at all. Not to mention, the prestigious village chief was also bitten to death in front of everyone, so Jacques could only endure this for now, plan out his next step, then stand up against Comoros and the so-called 'Negary' behind him.
Pushing open the door of the house, Jacques took a deep breath and walked in with a smile on his face. He said cheerfully, "Isabella, I'm back."
"You're early today." In the house, a blonde woman with a big belly said gently, "I just heard some noise coming from outside. Did something happen?"
"Yes, there are indeed some problems. But don't worry, I will take care of it." Jacques said with a smile. His tone was full of confidence. He slowly walked in front of his wife and squatted down. He carefully placed his hand on her belly and said with a smile, "Nala, daddy is back. Did you miss daddy?"
"It's not that simple, is it?" The woman with keen senses saw through Jacques' unnaturalness. She said gently, "I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me. I'm from the House of Dracul."
"Alright, things are indeed a little bad." Jacques looked at his wife and sighed, "In the hunting team, only Comoros came back with the so-called messenger and decree from Negri. Then he killed the village head."
"Right now, he's already gathering the villagers to confirm that he's offering his forehead to Negri." Jacques briefly explained the situation and let go of his pretense of confidence: "My rationality is telling me that I should surrender, that way, there won't be any danger"
"But my heart is telling me that it's wrong" Jacques spoke with a serious tone: "Dax and the others died for no reason, the village head was also killed by the other party's methods, but the villagers are too afraid to step forward under the threat of the plague"
"If I don't step forward as well, I'll definitely regret it. But if I step forward and provoke the plague, not only would I be letting the villagers down, I would also be letting you down" Jacques' eyes were filled with helplessness. On one side was the wrong way to do things, but on the other side was the grave consequences, causing him to fall into a deep dilemma.
"When you're faced with a difficult choice, choose what you think is right" Isabella hugged her husband's head and gently told him: "I will support you"
"As for the Negri you spoke of, I think that might not be a Divinity" Isabella smiled and said.
"Isabella, what do you know?" Jacques looked up at his wife. He knew that his wife wasn't a Cauchy person, and her background wasn't simple either, so she knew a lot of secrets.
"That so-called Negri might be an Evil Spirit" Isabella recalled something and said: "Those Evil Spirits have various kinds of magical powers, but they also have very strong restrictions, so it's very hard for them to appear in this world. But normally, these Evil Spirits don't have any rationality, so they don't fit the situation you mentioned"
"Evil Spirits, huh?" Jacques nodded.
"In my homeland, there was once an Evil Spirit incident that killed many people. That Evil Spirit was able to control the fog and was called the Demon of the Fog. Many people went missing inside the fog, and in the end, it was the Archbishop of the Church of Divine Grace who managed to purify the Evil Spirit and spread the light of the Lord to the world" His wife was a devout believer of Divine Grace, but that didn't affect their relationship. Jacques respected his wife's faith.
"Isabella, are you saying that the Church of Divine Grace has a way to deal with Evil Spirits?" Jacques caught the main point in his wife's words. He himself wasn't too interested in the Cauchy people's [All Things Are Divine], so he didn't mind borrowing the power of the Church of Divine Grace to get rid of Negri.
"The Lord is omnipotent" Isabella smiled and said: "Even if Negri isn't an Evil Spirit, he's not far from it, the Church of Divine Grace has a way to deal with him"
Wang Yuan stood on one side, listening to their conversation and pondering the information he learned from it: "The Church of Divine Grace? A supernatural power of this world? "
This was a low-magic world, but low-magic didn't mean there was no magic. From the confident tone of the woman called Isabella, while what she said might have been exaggerated, it shouldn't be false, which meant that the Church of Divine Grace had a supernatural power in their hands.
"The Demon of the Fog that she mentioned should be the same as me, a remnant soul that can control the fog, right?" Wang Yuan absorbed the information from the other party's words and thought about various things.
"Regardless of the truth, at least this Jacques can't be left alive right now" Wang Yuan looked at Jacques who was still in thought and slowly floated forward. The Church of Divine Grace had already become a religion, so they were definitely a lot stronger than Wang Yuan, so it was best not to provoke them for now.
On the other side, Comoros who was still conveying Negri's will to the villagers suddenly felt an itch on his body. The two crows also flew up and landed in another direction, guiding Comoros in that direction.
Comoros didn't dare to hesitate and hurriedly followed the crows. Soon, they arrived in front of a house in the village where the village head's granddaughter was imprisoned. She was bitten and infected with germs, so Comoros imprisoned her here in the name of preventing the spread of germs.
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