Iron Harvest: When Farming Becomes Conquest-Chapter 258 - 27: Because I Am the River Valley King

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"Are you really like this?" Roman questioned.

"The nobles cannot smear the reputation of the monastery!" The abbot of the monastery was a bit angry.

Roman mercilessly rebuked, "What reputation do you have? How much land does the monastery own? Can the nuns manage it all? How many hired workers does the monastery employ? They depend on the monastery. If you don’t take responsibility for their lives, who will? That’s what you should do! Not secretly gloating as if you’ve done something tremendous."

Mapple opened her mouth, "That land was granted to us by the King, we bought it with our own money, it belongs to the Church Court, it belongs to All Gods..."

"Fool! Where does the Church Court’s money come from? The tithe belongs to the All Gods too, but have the All Gods ever seen a bit of gold? The Church Court amasses wealth in the name of the All Gods, raises armies, and when faith can’t persuade others, uses force to do so. How are you any different from unbelievers like me!"

He scolded Mapple harshly. freewebnσvel.cѳm

No matter how well-mannered the nun was, she couldn’t hold it in.

Her face was ugly, but she couldn’t muster up the momentum.

If it were other nobles, seeing Roman exposing their foundation.

How could they speak reason, they would instantly get mad.

Am I being a noble lord to reason with commoners?

Of course, such people usually don’t appear in front of Roman, either waiting for ransom in prison or directly hanged.

Roman had planned the fate of these nuns.

He said to Mapple, "I want to strip you all of your nun identities."

Mapple angrily said, "You have no right to do this, His Holiness the Pope won’t agree to this."

"Fool! Don’t question my decision! You are captives, my slaves. However I arrange you is legitimate and reasonable! Because I am the River Valley King!"

"We have dedicated our lives to the All Gods!"

"You are wasting resources. I want to marry the nuns to my soldiers. If any nun disagrees, then kill her to prove her faith and loyalty! Believe me! I’ll definitely throw her corpse into the river to feed the fish!"

He warned Mapple, completely indifferent to what the nuns thought.

These nuns are extremely high-quality human resources, very useful to the current Origin City. The priests, too, all had to work for him.

Life is like rape, resisting is equivalent to seeking death!

Unstable factors are better eliminated directly. Roman didn’t demand ransom from the priests and nuns, never intending to let these low-value, yet barely valuable personnel go from the start.

There were certainly nuns and priests who sacrificed for faith, but it was impossible for everyone to be like that.

Roman didn’t trust humanity, nor did he trust human nature.

The choir could trigger miracles, he knew that power.

Galin also mentioned to him that the prayers and holy chants of the nuns could communicate with the mysterious will.

But that efficacy was too shallow, considering it as wizard magic, this belonged to some kind of group spiritual resonance magic.

By comparison, the holy choir was the ultimate manifestation of the choir.

Only pure and devout women can enter the holy choir.

Moreover, the holy choir can truly communicate with the great power of the All Gods.

Those nameless and faceless ancient All Gods, far predating the birth of human history.

Roman thought this world’s history was a mess, never sorted out, each race had the legends of their ancestors.

No definite number of years for passing down, and most mythological systems were absurd and bizarre, unable to be self-contained.

The oldest Divine Mysterious people claimed to be divine people, saying Cangyue people were demon barbarians, Wanrong people were unfortunate barbarians, highland people were also barbarians, North Ice people were even wilder barbarians, forest people were uncivilized barbarians.

Black Iron Land and Free City were never scolded, at most called robbers and thieves.

The Church Court was the national religion of Divine Mysterious, Divine Mysterious people also believed in those ancient All Gods, even though They never cared about the life or death of humans.

Roman only considered those All Gods as personifications of natural concepts.

The world is vast, mankind of that time was too ignorant, making it very easy to develop natural worship, which is the prototype of religious birth, in a world with spells, possessing certain natural spells is also justified.

Though saying so, Roman also felt the truth might not be what he thought.

But why should he care so much about that?

He was in his prime, with a vision far beyond this era, so why should he be so cautious?

He should do whatever he wanted, even if he failed, he must become the most famous failure in history!

He still remembered a saying from his past life, roughly meaning—

When you look back, never regret! You must achieve a great undertaking!

So no matter the facts, they couldn’t influence his development.

Whoever dared to stand in his way, he would punch them hard!

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Everything starts with farming.

Due to war reasons, Roman had delayed so much time.

Now finally back on track.

Roman’s swamp reclamation plan was about to begin.

The swamp environment was harsh, after the snow melted it became more muddy, with a complex and complete internal ecosystem, making it extremely difficult to develop.

Digging, trenching, channeling, and draining required manpower.

What a coincidence!

Fortunately, this time they captured a large labor force, regardless of whether they were believer soldiers or mercenaries.

All sent over to dig!

Roman had long prepared the blueprint; he wanted to dig ten ponds in various places to draw shallow swamp water into them.

Each pond was about thirty meters in diameter and more than a meter deep.

With modern excavators, it would take just a few days, but with pure manpower...

A pond couldn’t be done without a few hundred people.

Moreover, there was also the need to dredge rivers, plow silt, improve soil, and build waterwheels.

Roman saw marsh transformation as a long-term plan.

Opening a few hundred acres of cultivable swamp land in the short term was good enough.

Hoping to plant a season of rice during the summer and see the yield.

With a decisive monarch, the mobilization capacity of Origin City was very strong.

Basically, as soon as Moor announced it in the morning, before noon, each settlement gathered two to three thousand labor forces.

The main kitchen received advance notice, ensuring daily meals could be delivered on time.

Meanwhile, another group of farmers began harvesting vegetables.

The vegetables planted last year were ready to be harvested.

A total of over seven thousand acres of land.

For the cleared space, Roman planned to select several hundred acres each to plant cotton, sugarcane, and beets.

He placed great importance on these three crops and insisted on cultivating them.

Just as Roman became increasingly busy,

Gael and the Church Court finally replied.

Suppressing this rebellion, Gael suffered the most loss, but the Church Court also lost significantly.

Those thirty Judgement Knights were the backbone of the Judgement Knight Order.

Originally escorting the believer army, it should have been without mishap, but who would’ve thought they’d fall into trouble like this.

No choice, they had to accept their defeat.

The content of their reply was simple, ransom was possible.

Just that Roman’s price was too high.

Two hundred thousand Gold Coins, unacceptable to anyone.

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