I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 262 - 249: You Are Underestimating the Power and Fury of the People (Subscribe Please)

Chapter 262: Chapter 249: You Are Underestimating the Power and Fury of the People (Subscribe Please)

No need for nobility, and certainly no need for a king?

Anthony was astonished by Lynn’s radical idea.

“In Wizard Land, there is neither nobility nor a king; everything is governed by the Wizard Council,” Lynn explained.

“A kingdom that belongs solely to wizards…” Anthony murmured softly, finding the proposal indeed exciting.

“But wouldn’t this mean that we would be opposing everyone in the entire kingdom?” Anthony asked hesitantly, thinking the plan too audacious.

The power of the nobility was deeply entrenched in the Kingdom of Hadarata, not to mention that they also had to contend with the power of the church.

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“The nobility and the royal family cannot represent the whole kingdom!” Lynn scoffed. “Don’t forget, we also have another force we can rely on – the most numerous within the kingdom are those laborers in the mines!”

“Do you mean those slaves?” Anthony couldn’t help but frown. “I don’t think these people can cause any significant upheaval.”

“You’re underestimating their strength and anger. These miners endure oppression and inhumane treatment on a daily basis, like a powder keg ready to explode. If used wisely, they could topple the entire kingdom!” Lynn declared confidently.

He also understood why Anthony was skeptical of the miners, because in this world, ordinary people, even when gathered together, found it hard to oppose those with extraordinary divine powers.

Often, just a few divine arts were enough to scatter those impoverished people, armed with only farming tools and pickaxes.

But these people indeed represented the majority of the kingdom; they merely lacked a leader and the courage and strength to rebel.

Of course, Lynn had no plans to move against the nobility just yet, at least not until he had completely eradicated the influence of the church; these people could still be of use.

With Lynn’s continued explanations, Anthony quickly grasped his intent.

First, use the power of the royalty and nobility to deal with the Holy See, and then sweep away these people to create a kingdom solely for wizards.

“So what should we do now?” Anthony asked.

“Wait! Wait for the right moment!” Lynn said. He had already sent Laud to infiltrate several mines within Hadarata, confident that it wouldn’t be long before they saw results.

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Baron York had a town on the eastern coast of the kingdom where, despite the barren land and harsh environment, there were extremely rich iron ore resources.

What especially pleased the baron was that recently, there had been a surge in buying various types of ore in the capital, causing the prices to rise even higher.

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There were rumors that this might be related to a struggle for succession within the royal family.

As for York, who was indulgent without many ambitions, it mattered little to him which prince ascended to the throne; he was only concerned about seizing this rare opportunity to make a fortune and offset the deficits caused by his lavish lifestyle.

And naturally, this task of increased production fell upon Rupert, who was the overseer.

Rupert did not disappoint the Baron; almost every week, the amount of iron ore sent to the capital increased.

However, things were not always smooth. Rupert was disappointed to find that the previously diligent miners had recently learned to slack off. The moment he turned away, someone would take advantage of the darkness of the mines to curl up in a corner and sleep…

This infuriated Rupert. If the output of ore failed to satisfy the Baron and he was blamed, it would be no laughing matter.

“Get up, all of you, get up!” Rupert violently swung the long whip in his hand, consistently striking a middle-aged man dressed in tattered clothes who was shrinking into a corner of the mine.

“Lord Rupert, spare me, please. I am too hungry, I simply don’t have the strength…” the man cried out repeatedly as the whip struck him, rolling around on the ground.

“Worthless, everyone else is striving to mine the ore, and you’re the only one without the strength?” Rupert enhanced the force in his hand once more, delivering a blow that split the man’s chest open, directly making a killing move, ready to whip the man to death on the spot as a warning, to make a lasting impression on the other miners!

This was the fate of those daring to slack off!

The sound of the whip tearing through the air mingled with the man’s cries of agony. The other miners on-site were trembling with fear, not daring to stop their work, let alone speak up for the man, frightened that the next whip lash might land on them!

“Enough, stop beating him…” A voice suddenly rose from the crowd.

Rupert turned his head with an ugly expression, wanting to see who dared to challenge his authority.

The one who stood up was a young man in his twenties, wearing a coarse hemp garment full of holes, his face filthy. Due to a prolonged diet constrained to black bread and barley leaves, his figure was extremely thin, as if a gust of wind could knock him down, but the defiance in his eyes was extraordinarily strong.

“Ryder, don’t think that just because you know a little about herbs and can help these lowly miners with their wounds, I wouldn’t dare kill you… Better recognize your place!” Rupert said harshly, and then with a flick of his wrist, he whipped the young man’s face.

Ryder, who was named Ryder, had no chance to evade and didn’t dare to try, bracing himself as the whip struck him, knocking him to the ground, with a bloody mark appearing on his right cheek and a sudden sharp pain overwhelming him.

But Ryder still endured the pain and got up from the ground, begging quietly.

“Lord Rupert, because of the mining accident last week already more than a dozen people have died. If Uncle Ham also dies, the output of iron ore this week will likely be even less; I beg you, spare him!”

Rupert hesitated for a moment. The life or death of a single miner did not matter much to him, but as Ryder said, with every death, the output of ore would decrease until new miners arrived.

At this moment, the other miners also put down their tools, silently observing the situation. When Ryder was being whipped by Rupert, some even wanted to speak up for him but ultimately, someone held them back.

Ryder and Ham were different, vital to this mine.

The miners worked tirelessly to excavate ore day and night in the mines. It was inevitable they would be injured, yet the miserly Rupert would not hire a physician for them. Many lived only because of Ryder’s rudimentary medical skills.

This favor was remembered by most, so when Ryder was whipped, many miners spontaneously laid down their tools in a silent protest…