AWDC Chapter 67

I thought the chaos in the country would eventually subside once the riots had raged to a certain extent.

Based on my past life experiences, I knew that things fueled by anger alone don’t last long. Eventually, people tire of rioting and things return to normal. I was sure of it.

Even if they’re consumed by riots, people will eventually want to get back to their daily lives. Even if they can loot food during the chaos, once there’s nothing left to loot, they’ll try to produce food to get their hands on it.

The people who were swayed by rumors would eventually come to their senses. I saw the rioters as nothing more than a disorganized rabble.

That’s what I believed.

But my prediction was completely wrong.

They gradually became organized, distributing the looted goods and making sure they reached all the rioters.

“Bring the stolen sacks of wheat over here, and I’ll give you bread in return!”

The leader shouted in front of a mountain of bread. A line formed in front of the bread, and anyone who tried to cut in line was removed by the leader. Even women and children were given bread fairly.

If you join the mob, you can get bread—they began to believe what the leader said.

Furthermore, the rioters finally struck a treasure trove.

The large amount of wheat I had brought from Toriholi Village was secretly hidden in a warehouse by the King. The leader found it and seized it.

With this, the leader was able to give plenty of bread to the hungry rioters.

It could be said that he had found a way to control the riots.

“If you obey us, you’ll get bread to eat!”

It was a simple slogan, but hunger is instinctual. The promise of getting bread to eat made even those who were initially hesitant to join the riot join in.

A month had passed, and the riots showed no signs of calming down. Instead, they were spreading like wildfire.

The leaders of the riots were the followers of the Bawa Roma religion.

They systematically expanded the targets of their attacks.

First, it was warehouses and stores that were likely to have wheat. Then came churches, and finally, they headed for the mansions of nobles.

The Bawa Roma religion was formed by adding the precepts and theories of the Lord faith to the indigenous beliefs that had existed in Flandre for a long time. Curses and superstitions were deeply ingrained, and they believed that disasters and calamities were punishments from God.

“The King killed his parents and siblings to become King. That’s why the country is in chaos and the people are suffering from hunger. It’s all the King’s fault.

Divine punishment has been inflicted on that King. God is angry and has punished the villainous King.

Looting is something given by God. Attack the royal family and seize the wheat.”

Such inflammatory messages were spreading.

And the spearhead of their anger was also directed at the church.

“The church has treated the Bawa Roma followers as heretics and persecuted them.

They call themselves the path of God, but they confine women, indulge in male homosexuality, and wallow in alcohol.

The church is the root cause of the people’s suffering.

Destroy the church, beat the priests to a pulp!”

They stirred up only anger and incited the people.

The mansions of the royal family and nobles were successively invaded by rioters, and the churches were destroyed.

The national army was unable to cope with this. They dispatched troops sporadically, but they couldn’t intervene in the face of the large number of civilians and could only watch as churches and nobles’ mansions were attacked.

Both the church and the nobles were corrupt.

A large number of young women were found confined in a church, almost naked.

“A priest collecting women?”

“Priests aren’t allowed in brothels, so they lured women into the church.”

“Priests wanted to hold women.”

The Bawa Roma followers exaggerated the corruption of the Orthodox Church.

Even more gruesome things were happening in the mansions of the nobles.

Several men and women chained up were found in the mansion of a certain noble.

Found naked, they were victims of gruesome abuse.

The nobles enjoyed watching people suffer. They created elaborate and cruel devices and rejoiced in seeing people suffer.

Furthermore, many corpses were buried in the noble’s garden. All of the bodies were missing limbs and had burns and scars.

“I’ve never seen anything so disgusting.”

“Yeah, I still see it in my dreams.”

“That’s the work of the devil.”

People denounced the noble as a demon, and he was publicly executed.

As the corruption of the church and nobles was made public, unrest spread among the soldiers of the national army.

Not only did they stop trying to quell the unrest, but some even joined the mob.

Traitors emerged within the King’s army.

The capital was in chaos, and rioters were rampaging not only in the stores but also in the churches and the mansions of the nobles, but until now, they had somehow managed to maintain the royal palace.

Then, a soldier who worshiped the Waomou religion appeared and set fire to the royal palace, wreaking havoc.

The chaos in the royal palace was immediately transmitted to the outside, attracting a large number of rioters.

At this point, Prince Richard, the keepsake of King Michael, and the Queen Consort were living in the royal palace, but sensing the danger, they immediately moved to the suburban detached palace.

As expected, even at this time, the royal guards did not draw their swords against the royal family.

It could be said that both princes were fortunate not to have suffered any harm.

It was Waomou who entered the royal palace, which had lost its master.

The royal family’s chamberlains and maids also acted together with the princes, so the royal palace was empty.

Whether they had fled in a hurry or not, valuables and treasures remained almost untouched inside the royal palace.

Waomou took the crown that showed the authority of the King and the sword inlaid with jewels.

“Uwahahaha. I have finally reached this position.”

It was the first day in the 120-year history of the Flandre Kingdom that a group of violent people entered the royal palace as if it were their own.

And the rioters and Bawa Roma followers crowned a new King.

It was the birth of the Bawa Roma religious state, King Waomou.

Waomou, the founder of the Bawa Roma religion, climbed to the high watchtower of the occupied royal palace and declared himself King.

The people gathered in the square raised shouts of joy and praised the inauguration of the new King.

“I have been appointed King by God. I will make this country a country of God.

I will create a new country and realize an ideal society!”