But...
"The Revolutionary Army. I should have known it was you, Dragon."
Admiration showed on Cyrik's face, mingled with a scornful sneer.
Even before this bloody battle, back when he had been stationed in the North Blue, he had noticed this young force as it rapidly grew from scattered groups into a united movement.
He had paid it little mind at first. Its members were ordinary people, after all. No matter how large their movement grew, without strength they would only be marching to their deaths against overwhelming power.
But if Monkey D. Dragon stood behind the Revolutionary Army, that changed things.
If Cyrik was right, many Revolutionary Army members had collected plenty of free supplies from the Dark Sun Order's churches.
They had even secretly investigated the Order.
No matter how noble and righteous its words sounded, the Revolutionary Army was still little more than a band of brigands.
For now, it produced nothing. Most of what it had was stolen.
The Revolutionary Army had incited that kingdom's rebellion in the North Blue. The kingdom's residents had risen up, civilians had died, yet Revolutionary Army members had led the charge.
They had seized the Royal Palace and plundered the nobles' wealth and supplies. Instead of giving them to the people who had suffered exploitation, they had pocketed them to fund their own expansion.
Wasn't that absurd? They had left a mess behind. In Cyrik's eyes, the Revolutionary Army were thieves at heart!
By contrast, the Dark Sun Order might brainwash the people, but it had truly created a peaceful environment.
Amid that peace, countless Islands had flourished naturally.
And bit by bit, it had turned those Islands entirely into its domain of faith.
Within that domain, grain cultivation and the production of supplies had become entirely self-sufficient, meeting the