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Just as Wu Hui was observing the situation in the square with the Eye of God, the civilians who had gathered in the square because of the Vatican's propaganda were also talking about it.
Near the altar, several civilians were gathered together, discussing in low voices with uneasiness.
"This suddenly appeared Holy See of Light, and they are in a hurry to summon us here right after they conquered Gruburg. Are they going to increase taxes?" A farmer said with a bitter face, worried. "We just paid the taxes for this quarter. If we pay more, my family won't even be able to afford black bread."
"You can at least make do with oats, but I can't." The herdsman next to him scratched his head, looking worried. "If they take back the pasture, I won't have anywhere to graze my sheep, and the sheep in the pen might starve to death."
"At least you have sheep. Even if you can't raise them, you can still earn some money by selling the meat. What I'm most worried about is that they will take back the land that they rented out." Another farmer was full of worry. "At least 70% of my land is rented from Master Gondeyal. If they take the land back, I'm afraid we won't even have oatmeal to eat, let alone black bread."
"I hope the situation can be stabilized quickly. I hope we don't get stabilized here, and then Master Connor leads his troops back and we have to worry again..."
As they talked, several of them couldn't help but sigh, and their expressions became more and more anxious.
At the edge of the square, a young woman with her hair in a bun stood on tiptoe and leaned on her husband's shoulder to barely see the altar in the center of the square. She was still enjoying it, and her pretty face was full of curiosity and excitement. "Abron, what do you think Her Highness the Saint wants to do by gathering so many people here?"
"I don't know." The young man she was lying on looked at her softly, his eyes full of indescribable doting, "But I know that Her Highness the Saint would not do meaningless things. There must be something very important to do today."
The young woman rolled her eyes at him when she heard this: "Do you even need to tell me that?"
These two people were actually the newlyweds, Alia and Abron, that Katherina and Langdon pretended to be three days ago.
Not far away, several men with strong auras, obviously from military backgrounds, mixed in the crowd, also looking at the altar in the center.
Their outstanding height allowed them to easily see everything on the altar, but it still could not relieve the confusion in their hearts.
"Master, what on earth do they want to do?"
Finally, a sturdy man couldn't help but speak, confusion written all over his honest face.
His words expressed the thoughts of many people. Several people who were traveling with him unconsciously turned their heads to look at the middle-aged knight in the lead, with the same confused expressions.
They came from a knight's manor near the town of Gru, and were one of the three knight squads nominally led by Gondeyal. The middle-aged knight in the lead was Knight Horn, one of the three lord knights under Baron Gondeyal's name.
Those who followed him were his squire knights, his elite troops.
"After conquering Gruburg, we will immediately gather the civilians in Gru Town for three purposes." Knight Horn looked calm, unusually calm in the noisy environment. "First, to announce the change of ownership of Gruburg to the world; second, to win over the people; third, to deter possible enemies and prevent them from acting rashly."