Perhaps only when someone among them truly understood this ideology so far ahead of its time would they be able to pass it on to more people.
Before the nobles were sent to the guillotine, those country bumpkins had never imagined that nobles could be overthrown too.
"You, tell me!" Mel pointed at another soldier. "Why did you join the army?"
"My lord." The soldier scratched his head awkwardly. "I heard the army could keep me fed, so I joined."
"Mm, you're very honest." Mel was not angered by this, because that was the reality. Many people joined the army simply because they wanted a full meal.
Changing a person's way of thinking was not something that could happen quickly. If he wanted them to accept it fast, he had to let them gain tangible benefits first.
After inspecting the Commoner Army once more, Mel informed all the commanders that he would be leaving for a while to raise his level.
Mel changed into adventurer's gear and went to the Adventurer's Guild to accept commissions. He could improve his strength while earning substantial rewards, so why not?
In the end, he accepted a commission involving a level 70 magical beast, the Thunder Dragon Lizard.
The Thunder Dragon Lizard was a powerful lightning-attribute sub-dragon species magical beast. It generally nested on sky islands or in mountain ranges, but it also attacked people on the ground. If a town was attacked by one, the consequences would be extremely severe.
This was a magical beast with an exceptionally concentrated dragon bloodline among sub-dragon species, a Hall of Fame magical beast. Even Hall of Fame experts of the same level did not have high odds of defeating it.
Based on the information he had gathered, Mel arrived at a mountain range far from human