Chapter 306 The Villain Lady Arrives 135
After the burning at the stake, Alice stood on the platform again, her voice gentle but firm:
"Fellow villagers, today we have punished the rebel leader and his main members by burning them at the stake, but this is not our goal. What we really hope is that through this trial and punishment, we can awaken more people's conscience and sense of justice, so that we can join hands to protect this beautiful land and our common home."
Her words were like warm sunshine, shining into everyone's heart. People nodded in agreement, knowing that although the trial was over today, there was still a long way to go, and they needed to continue to unite and work together to create a better and more peaceful world.
As Alice finished her words, the crowd in the square seemed to be drawn by an invisible force. Their eyes flashed with an unprecedented light, which was an infinite yearning for light and justice, and a deep respect for the Church of Light led by Alice and Son Aidan.
In the crowd, a young mother hugged her child tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. She whispered to the child, "Baby, look, this is the power of justice. In the future, no matter what difficulties you encounter, remember that the God of Light is always protecting us." The child nodded as if he understood, his little hands tightly grasping his mother's clothes, but the seeds of justice and courage had been planted in his eyes.
"Long live Lady Alice! Long live the Church of Light!" I don't know who shouted this first, and then the whole square was boiling, with cheers, applause, and kneeling sounds interweaving together, forming an unstoppable torrent. The people knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together, and worshiped devoutly at the high platform where Alice and the Holy Son Aidan were. Their faces were filled with smiles of relief and hope, as if at this moment, all the suffering and misfortune were swept away by the God of Light.
"Thank you, Church of Light! Thank you, Lady Alice and Saint Aidan!" said an elderly man with a trembling voice, his eyes full of tears of gratitude. He was once a victim of the rebels' atrocities, and witnessed the tragic scene of his home being destroyed and his family being separated. But today, he saw hope and the victory of justice, which made him feel that all his waiting and persistence were worth it.
"Yes, without the Church of Light, we might still be living in darkness." A young woman echoed, her voice choking with sobs. She was an orphan, and it was the Church of Light who took her in and gave her a warm home. Now, she sees that the Church of Light not only saved her, but also the entire kingdom, and her heart is filled with infinite gratitude and pride.
Amid the cheers and kneeling of the crowd, Alice and Saint Aidan showed gratified smiles on their faces. They knew that the victory at this moment belonged not only to them, but also to all those who fought for justice and peace. They looked at each other and read firmness and determination in each other's eyes.
Alice slowly raised her hands, signaling the people to be quiet. When the square returned to calm, she said in a gentle but firm voice: "Fellow villagers, your trust and support are the greatest driving force for our progress. But please remember that the road to justice is never smooth. In the future, we will face more challenges and difficulties. But I believe that as long as we unite as one and work together, nothing can stop us from moving forward."
Her words were like a warm current that warmed everyone's heart. People nodded in agreement, their eyes full of confidence and courage.
At this moment, a young knight walked out of the crowd, knelt on one knee, and performed a standard knight's salute to Alice and Saint Aidan. His voice was loud and powerful: "Lady Alice, Saint Aidan, on behalf of all the knights loyal to the Church of Light, I express my highest respect and firmest determination to you two. We will defend justice and peace to the death and protect every life on this land."
His words resonated with the members of the Knights present. They raised their weapons one after another and shouted the slogan "For justice! For light!", their voices shook the sky. This scene made the people present more convinced that the Church of Light was their strongest backing and their eternal hope.
Alice and Saint Aidan smiled at each other. They knew that these loyal members of the Knights would be their most valuable assets in the future. Alice nodded slightly and said to the young knight: "I am deeply pleased with your loyalty and courage. Please stand up. In the days to come, we will need the strength of each and every one of you."
As the knight stood up, Alice continued, "Next, we will continue to strengthen the defense forces in various places to ensure that the remaining rebel forces can no longer cause trouble. At the same time, we will also send more missionaries to remote areas to spread the teachings and wisdom of the God of Light, so that more people can feel the light and warmth."
Her words were like spring rain, nourishing everyone's heart. People expressed their support one after another, knowing that only the strength and prosperity of the Church of Light could bring them peace and happiness.
Under the leadership of Alice and the Holy Son Aidan, the Church of Light took quick action. They not only strengthened the fortifications of castles and cities, but also organized a large number of volunteer teams to help villages and families damaged by the war rebuild their homes. At the same time, missionaries traveled through the country roads, spreading the teachings and wisdom of the God of Light to every corner.
As time went by, the kingdom gradually took on a new look. Green shoots sprouted again on the land that was once devastated by war, and the people who were once displaced found their home again. They were grateful for the help and protection of the Church of Light, and they became more resolute in their belief in justice and peace.
While the Church of Light is busy rebuilding and spreading, an undercurrent is quietly surging in the unknown corners of the kingdom. The Dark Holy Church, a force that has been hostile to the Church of Light since ancient times, has never given up its desire for power and hatred for light. They lurk in the shadows, plotting counterattacks again and again, attempting to subvert all the order and peace established by the Church of Light.
As night fell and the moonlight faded, inside an abandoned castle, the priests of the Dark Holy Church sat around dim candlelight, their faces hidden by the shadows of their hoods, their eyes gleaming with sinister light.
"The Church of Light is gradually encroaching on our territory. We must take action, otherwise we will have no place to stand!" said a priest in a black robe with a distorted face in a low and hoarse voice.
"That's right, but we must proceed with caution." An old man sitting opposite him said in a light voice with unquestionable authority, "A head-on conflict will only cause us heavy losses. We need to outsmart them, take advantage of human weaknesses, and disintegrate them from within."
"I have a plan." A young priestess stood up. Her voice was soft but full of temptation. "We can send believers to sneak into the areas controlled by the Church of Light, spread rumors, create chaos, and secretly contact the nobles and people who are dissatisfied with the Church of Light to incite them to rebel."