"What do you have in mind?" Raizel asked which Oliver whispered in his ear. Soon enough Raizel would be seen getting out of the castle headed to the town together with Oliver and come back late in the night smelling of alcohol.
This was a plan they had devised with Oliver, if they assumed he had gone out to drink, they would never think of him to be the leader of the rebellion. He was able to gather some followers and every time he would be going back to the castle he would gargle some alcohol and pour some on his body to make it seem like he had drunk a lot. The money he would pick in the name of going out to drink would be used to help some of his men. This worked out better than expected, people in the castle thought of him to be a bum and not deserving of any attention, wherever he would pass nobody would pay heed to him.
Then a problem came about.
"We need somewhere to mobilise our forces," Oliver told him one day as they were on their way to the castle.