And now, the churches of the Northern Principality had more or less been completed. The church used the taxes it had taken from the nobles to distribute aid to commoners and serfs.
The church was now gradually gaining influence among the serfs and commoners of the Northern Principality. Although the nobles of the Northern Principality had noticed it, they dared to be angry but not speak out.
Nalant was not surprised by this. It was the standard playbook of all cults: first, they won the favor of serfs and commoners by presenting themselves as the embodiment of kindness.
Then, through prolonged brainwashing and the instillation of superstition, given enough time, the serfs and commoners would naturally have their minds controlled.
Of course, the church was currently using military force to intimidate the Northern Principality, so even if Nalant and the others knew, there was nothing they could do.
The church's attempt to take control of the desert population was preparation to swallow up even the Onyx Principality.
Therefore, the only true way to deal with the church was to mobilize the strength of the entire Onyx Principality and see whether they could drive it away.
If they succeeded, the danger threatening the continent would naturally be lifted.
But if they failed, they would certainly have no choice but to roll up their bedding and flee.
And judging from the situation, that final day would not be far off, because the church clearly would not give the Onyx Principality much time to prepare.
Once the discussion was over, Nalant took Jerry on a tour of Wheat Leaf Town.
When Jerry saw the rows of brand-new manor houses, he was once again left dumbstruck.
When he had first entered Storm Territory and seen the surrounding desolation, he had rather sympathized with