Chapter 240 Orianna's Big Plan
"Get the untouchables out and let us in!" These words sounded very harsh to Riven.
Even if we don't consider her identity as a "leader", even if she is just a serf of Noxus, she cannot bear to hear such words.
Even a rabbit will bite when it is angry, and a pig will cry out when it is caught and put on the car.
But these untouchables are like sentient plants, so peaceful that it is confusing.
"Get the untouchables out!" the citizens were still shouting.
The servants and sailors who were of low-class origin were all silent at this time, and they all looked at Riven and Fia who was following Riven.
It seemed that as long as Riven and Fia gave the order, they would immediately leave here willingly and give up their places to these real Ionian "people".
"Enough!" Riven finally couldn't stand this bad atmosphere anymore.
"I don't care about your bullshit balance of all things, or who are pariahs or not, I just want to ask you one thing - do you want to live?" she asked.
"Hmm..." The guards answered honestly. Although the legend says that the afterlife is beautiful, the human genetic instinct is to survive.
"That's it." Riven looked at the citizens angrily: "I don't care what you think, or what customs and traditions you have here. Anyway, this refugee camp was opened by us, the Leader, and it is a pure land blessed by the goddess Janna!"
"If you want to come to the Wind Leader's territory to seek protection, then you must listen to us--"
"Here, everyone should be equal."
"Those who violate the true meaning of Goddess Janna are not qualified to seek refuge in our sanctuary!"
Riven's roar caused everyone at the scene to fall silent instantly.
And everyone finally understood why they were not qualified to ask the untouchables to give up their seats to them.
But from another perspective:
"Only believers in Goddess Gana can be blessed, right?" The citizens suddenly realized that the refugee camp before them belonged to the leaders who came across the sea, to the believers of a heretical god.
They were all pagans who knew nothing about Goddess Jana, while the untouchables were converts to Goddess Jana, so they were not qualified to be saved, but the untouchables were.
The citizens all understood it this way.
"..." Riven hesitated to speak.
She wanted to tell them that even without Goddess Janna, the untouchables were just like them.
But after thinking about it, I decided to give up... It's too much trouble to reason with these Ionians.
Anyway, she couldn't save more people.
So Riven simply hardened his heart and said, "Yes, you all go back."
"We have run out of places here, and since you are not followers of Goddess Janna, we have no obligation to help you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the air temperature dropped several degrees.
Everyone trapped outside the refugee camp realized that they really had no chance of being rescued.
"Let's go back." Riven sighed again.
"No..." The citizens gradually fell into despair.
The Noxian looting in the city has escalated to another level of intensity. From early morning till now, sporadic screams have never stopped in the city.
"Please, miss. Please have mercy and let us in too..."
The citizens had lost all the arrogance they had before when facing the untouchables. Facing the butcher knives of the Noxians, they were no more noble than the untouchables.
On the contrary, because they are generally wealthier, their homes are more likely to be visited by Noxians.
"The Noxians have been through our neighborhood several times, but they keep coming."
"If we go back now, they will definitely come looking for us again..." The citizens pleaded helplessly.
"..." Riven was speechless.
She didn't dare to look at these suffering people who were oppressors just a second ago. She could only turn her head away and look at Fia in silence.
And Fia, this young girl who had just started out, was much weaker than her.
Seeing the miserable and pleading faces of the citizens, and looking at the faces of her fellow villagers, both familiar and unfamiliar to her, she could not utter a single harsh word.
Finally, Riven steeled her heart and stood up and said, "Go back! I can't help you!"
Then there was another round of noise at the scene.
The man's helpless sigh, the woman's sad sob, and the child's incessant crying all echoed at this moment .
"At least..." Some citizens seemed to have accepted their fate.
But they held the baby in their arms and handed it to Riven: "At least let our child stay here... Please, kind lady."
Now Riven was at a loss.
Feiya looked at her pleadingly, as if hoping that she could come up with a solution.
But what can she do?
“Go, go back…” Riven tried hard to find the ruthlessness she had as a Noxian officer in the past: “Everyone go back!”
"I can't save all of you, no!!!"
"No..." The citizens still refused to give up.
Someone seemed to have thought of something: "Miss, didn't you say that as long as you are a believer of the Goddess Janna, you can get blessings?"
Riven: "This..." She never said that, it's just what everyone understands.
"Then we can believe in Janna too!" The citizens seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw: "We are willing to believe that the untouchables are equal to us. Is that okay?"
"That's not enough." Riven said helplessly: "Goddess Janna's thoughts are not that simple. It's hard to explain them in a short time. And..."
"Then we can learn now!" The citizens interrupted her excitedly. They even knelt on the ground and begged: "Please, give us a chance to listen to the true meaning of Goddess Janna!"
"Uh..." Riven felt a bit overwhelmed.
How come her refugee camp turned into a cram school for Janna's thoughts?
It would be a good thing if these citizens could take the initiative to learn Jana's thoughts and accept the concept of equality for all.
But now is not the time for theoretical lessons!
You will all be dead soon, so what’s the point of understanding those theories?
"Wait..." Riven suddenly realized something.
"I understand!" Feiya understood faster than her.
The girl's cat ears trembled, and she looked over with shining eyes: " Orianna, is this your plan?"
"Are you trying to use this method to urge everyone in the city to hurry up and learn the true meaning of Goddess Janna?"
As she spoke, Feiya raised her hand and looked at the breeze swirling in her palm.
There is a threshold to become a leader who firmly pursues Janna's thoughts, but it is not difficult to become a shallow believer who understands and is close to Janna's thoughts.
In fact, it took her and the sailors less than two weeks to understand the Jana ideology and become believers of the goddess Jana on their way back.
Riven had analyzed before: Noxus usually allowed its soldiers to plunder in the first few days of the massacre, and only on the 5th or 6th day would it gradually escalate to large-scale slaughter.
It is now the morning of the second day. Optimistically, there may be three or four days left before the actual massacre.
"We still have time..." Feiya clenched her fists and murmured, "As long as we can develop enough believers in these three days, maybe we will have the power to save more people!"
The breeze for one person is just enough to cool down.
The breeze from 10 people is enough to serve as a five-speed electric fan.
A breeze of 100 people can be considered a proper spell and have an effect in combat.
If the breezes of tens of thousands of people were gathered together, then... it might be difficult to defeat the Noxians. But it seemed to be enough to take these tens of thousands of people into the sky and escape from the city before the butcher's knife fell.
"Orianna, so this is your plan! You are so awesome!" Fia said excitedly.
"Uh... about that." Riven nodded dazedly.
But she still didn't understand something about "her" plan: "There are less than 40 leaders who have mastered the theory, including the two of us and the sailors."
"How can we, with just the likes of us, teach so many people the Janna theory in three days?"
"I have a way!" Feiya waved her fist excitedly: "Don't forget, we just came back from doing business in Shuangcheng!"
She was a merchant going to Shuangcheng to sell grain, so she certainly wouldn't return empty-handed.
What is the hottest export product of Shuangcheng now?
“I bought a whole boatload of Walkmans and tapes, and every tape came with a free audio copy of ‘A Brief Account of Janna’s Thoughts’!”
"As long as we send out all these Walkmans and tell everyone, we still have enough quotas - but only believers who understand the true meaning of Goddess Janna can receive the blessing of the Leader."
"Those Noxians will only think that we are taking the opportunity to preach to the refugees and are using this method to screen the 5,000 citizens who are qualified to enter the sanctuary."
"Then we might be able to develop enough believers before the massacre happens!"
