It has been a while since I came to Castres.
If the few months of sleep are counted, Charlotte has been back in the territory for half a year.
In half a year, the number of her believers also increased, from about 200 at the beginning to about 700.
To be honest, the growth rate is very slow.
Charlotte currently has not figured out the purpose of faith and believers, so she has not listed spreading faith and developing believers as her main plan at the moment. Therefore, she has not spread her faith extensively.
As for the hundreds of new believers, they were all secretly developed by the Blood Wolf Tribe that migrated from Boulder to Castel under the leadership of the werewolf Luf.
Of course, although it was developed in secret, Charlotte would occasionally use the power of the Holy Book of Blood to do things that a "god" should do.
Except for the few months when she was sleeping, she would take time out every week to look at her believers. Sometimes she would listen to their prayers, perform divine blessings, show "miracles", and grant divine grace...
This is a supernatural world where gods really exist.
Without any miracles or benefits, it would be hard to convince people with the teachings.
However, because the main force in developing believers are the sub-humans of the Blood Wolf Tribe who migrated from Boulder, most of the new believers Charlotte has developed in the past six months are still mainly werewolf miners from the Castel Silver Mine.
Fortunately, as one of the cash cows of the Crescent Royal Family, the Castel Silver Mine is protected by the kingdom's army.
After the rebels launched their rebellion and headed south, they did not dare to set foot in the Castel silver mines and only dared to cut off the connection between North Port and the silver mines.
This has made the silver mining area centered on the Silver Mining City a "paradise" in a sense.
As a result, Charlotte's hundreds of believers were fortunate enough not to be caught up in the war.
Now that the connection between North Port and the mine has been cut off, Charlotte wants to send people to the kingdom garrison camp at the Castel Silver Mine to gather information. No one is more suitable than her believers who are also in the mithril mining area.
Thinking of this, Charlotte directed her consciousness to the hundreds of light balls representing the believers, and following her memory of the breath, she found the one representing the werewolf Luf.
She lightly tapped and extended her consciousness...
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In the northeast of Castel Territory, there is the Silver City.
As the famous mithril mining area in West Yunet, the Silver Mining City is much noisier than usual at this moment.
In the city, ragged and skinny beggars can be seen almost everywhere in the streets and alleys, and outside the city walls, simple tents of various sizes are built along the city.
These are refugees who fled here from all over the north as the war spread.
War's disruption of order is devastating.
The armies and mercenaries led by the nobles had no so-called military discipline, and wherever they went, there was complete chaos.
Even though the rebellion in Castres was only a local one, it still triggered a refugee crisis wherever the war spread.
As the Castel Mithril Mine was protected by the kingdom's army, it naturally became the best place for refugees from the Castel war zone to escape.
Within a month of the outbreak of the war, refugees from all directions almost filled the entire Silver City.
Refugees also bring pressure on public security. In order to maintain order, the City Hall of Caiyin City finally had to ask for help from the nearby kingdom’s army and send troops to maintain order.
In this way, we can avoid causing greater chaos in Caiyin City.
Outside the Silver Mining City, on the side of the Castel mining area.
Outside a rough-style tent, skinny refugees lined up in a long queue, eagerly looking at the eucalyptus platform at the front of the line.
On the eucalyptus table, there was a mountain of black bread piled up, and next to the black bread was a huge clay jar filled with porridge.
Behind the stage, several tall and strong werewolves and humans wearing the uniforms of the Castel Mining Workshop managers were busy distributing food to the refugees waiting in line.
From a distance, one could hear the rough and loud voices of the werewolves who were maintaining order on both sides of the refugee group:
"Don't rush! Don't panic! Everyone has a share!"
"Each person can only receive one bowl of porridge or one piece of black bread. You cannot take more than that, and you cannot steal!"
With the werewolf miners who look scary in the first place and the fully armed Castel guards maintaining order, although there are many refugees queuing, the order at the scene is not disturbed at all.
Watching the refugees receiving food one after another, shedding tears of gratitude to the mining workshop that distributed the food, and loudly praising the kind Lord Castel, the acting general manager of the mining workshop, Hank de Leon-Castel, showed emotion on his face and said to the tall werewolf miner beside him:
"Mr. Luf, I really want to thank you for your help. Now almost all the guards in the mine have been transferred to the city. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid there would have been chaos a long time ago."
Werewolf Lufu smiled innocently and said:
"Mr. Hank, this is as it should be. Every refugee is a citizen of Castel. As a follower of the Earl, it is our duty to participate in the relief work."
"This has always been the Earl's request. When I was still in Boulder, I followed the Earl and participated in many relief activities in the slums."
Manager Hank also nodded slightly and sighed:
"Yes, the Earl is kind. When she left the mining workshop, she repeatedly hinted to me that I should take good care of the living problems of the poor and miners in Mining Silver City."
"Although refugees often gather in Caiyin City because of its proximity to the Northern Grand Duchy and East Yunite, this is the first time I've seen so many of them. I really hope the rebellion ends soon..."
Lu Fu nodded and said firmly:
"It will definitely end. All those who betrayed the Earl will pay the price in the end!"
Manager Hank sighed:
"Ah, I hope the Earl is safe. There have been rumors in the north recently, and people in the city are uneasy. I don't know what's going on outside."
Luf comforted:
"The Earl is naturally safe and sound. We just need to do what we can and keep an eye on the Castel Silver Mine for the Earl. With the Kingdom's troops stationed there, the rebels will not dare to act recklessly."
Seeing the confident look of the werewolf miner, Hank was curious:
"Mr. Luf, it sounds like... you seem to know news about the Earl?"
Luf shook his head and said meaningfully:
"There is no news, but... the Earl is not an ordinary person, but a sacred being walking on earth. He must be safe and sound."
After listening to Luf's words, Manager Hank thought for a moment and nodded secretly:
"You are right. The Earl is a living saint. Even if the rebels come from the Glis family, they probably won't dare to offend the gods!"
Luv smiled.
He did not explain that the sacredness he was talking about was not the same thing as the sacredness understood by the other party.
Although the other party is the acting steward appointed by the True Ancestor himself, it is not yet the time for him to know everything.
This kind of ambiguous misunderstanding can be left as a misunderstanding.
However, although he had faith in the great True Ancestor, even he, the de facto tribal priest, had not received any new oracles for three or four months.
Even though the True Ancestor had predicted this several months ago, as time went by, Luv felt a little uneasy.
"Your Majesty the True Ancestor... Castel has become chaotic. I still follow your oracle and spread your faith in the mining area, but... when will you wake up?"
Luf sighed in his heart.
However, at this moment, an extremely familiar feeling suddenly came into his heart.