I, Lord of the End

2022-01-17

Chapter 12, Sid? Said!

“Raven Knight! Stop closing!”

There was still a long way to go, and Bauer roared from a distance, Old Knight didn’t seem to be able to do anything else, but his voice was very loud.

“Why are you yelling so loudly?” Sid was a little dizzy from the shock.

“Bauer had the biggest voice in our entire Raven Knight group when he was young.” David said with a smile: “Sid little brother, if Bauer was young, he would be dizzy in today’s duel. You.”

Sid slightly nod, to the point of being an official Knight, more or less have two brushes, they may be old or rotten, but there is no reason to be unacceptable, This is a world of swords and magic after all, powerhouse is respected.

“What are you all doing around there?” Bauer’s expression was obviously proud. He tried to shout louder, but the second sound was obviously hoarse.

Just at the gate of the town, a group of civilians gathered here, watching something, seeing Grandpa Knight coming, all of them were frightened enough, but they thought that the **** lord might have to collect hospitality tax again. They all looked at the Sid entire group with very hostile eyes.

Sid got used to it, Bauer and David got used to it, only Mochi was a little uncomfortable.

The crowd dispersed, and everyone found that there were two peasant women fighting at the gate of the town. They were each holding a piece of black bread. Grab the neckline, one is crying, the other is scolding.

I asked a passerby at random, and Sid learned that the two peasant women had a violent quarrel over an insignificant trifle-after queuing up to use the bread oven, a peasant woman finished picking up the baked goods. When she found that there was one brown bread missing, she thought that another peasant woman who used the bread oven with her took more brown bread.

The people next to them are not trying to persuade them, but they are watching. In this world, people’s entertainment activities are really scarce. They live and breathe at sunrise, and the entertainment at night is nothing but rolling the sheets.

By the way, watching the liveliness is also a kind of pastime.

No one persuaded the fight, only the joy of harvest.

“You bastard from the hut, you bitch!” A peasant woman grabbed the other’s collar and tugged at the other’s hair: “Hurry up and hand over the bread!”

“Get out of my life, you mental disorder, I didn’t take your things!” The peasant woman who was caught covered her bread bag tightly, she was already crying: “I told Meili Thai Goddess swears, I didn’t take your stuff!”

“You take it! You take it! You take it! It won’t work if you swear to anyone!” On the other side’s forehead, the dark red liquid smeared on the surface of the black bread.

It’s like a jam.

“Stop it!” Mochi said first, “Stop hitting! Stop it!”

The two peasant women then stopped, and when they saw Grandpa Knight, they hurriedly knelt down Down.

“Give her a bandage.” Sid moved towards Mochi.

“Go and bandage that wounded man,” Mochi said immediately to Knight’s squire.

“Give that old woman a bandage.” Knight squire immediately moved towards the apprentice.

The apprentice had a puzzled look on his face, and it wasn’t until Mochi affirmed that he took out a bandage and wrapped the injured peasant woman.

The two peasant women were naturally crying and begging Grandpa Knight for justice. One was beaten with a broken head, and the other was stolen.

“It’s just one piece of brown bread, what’s the matter?” Mochi really thinks that these two women are incredible, black bread, there is one Copper Coin in the market, and two Copper Coins that are a little different, and then How to be poor, as to beat the blood for a black bread?

Sid sighed.

Rizlan is originally located in the mountain range, the land is barren, the planting is not easy, and the harvest is difficult. It is very difficult for Seus here to eat enough.

The grain is finally planted, and the first thing to do is to pay the “tithing”, which is a hard tax, which can be shoddy, but must be paid.

And then there is the land rent. Needless to say, the lord is impossible to give you the white land.

The mill tax, the cost of using the mill, Rizlan stipulates that the mill tax should not exceed the twelve tax one, then it is the twelve tax one, and there is still some wear and tear in the grinding, and the miller must let the Seuss bear it.

The oven tax, the cost of using the oven to bake bread, is about 13 to 15 tax one… The oven is not so precise, naturally it is rounded up.

And these are just a few of the countless taxes that Seus has to pay, not even the most important ones.

“Fight, of course.” Sid raised his head, his chin pointed at Mochi: “A piece of brown bread can sometimes save them a few days of starvation before spring begins.”

Before Mochi could speak, he heard Old Knight David say: “We can’t get involved in Seus’ affairs. If Seus has anything, we should respond to the lord through the correct channel.”

Mochi thought that The two peasant women would scream for the lord to judge and judge, but what didn’t expect was that when they heard the lord, whether it was the peasant woman who was beaten to death or the peasant woman who lost her black bread, their faces showed fear. Expression, they quickly shook their heads.

“What are you doing? Our lord is trying to bring justice to you. What are you doing back?” Knight’s squires immediately shouted in dissatisfaction, rushing the two peasant women together to move towards the castle where the lord is, and follow the instructions. With bad dirt roads, this town is where Sid and the others spend the night.

It is said to be a castle, but at best it is a large three-story masonry residence with a watchtower connected to the main building. There are two guards standing at the entrance. Sid barely glanced up at the afterglow of the setting sun, and the watchtower. There were only about four or five guards on top.

Very well, the lord of Zermatt should have no more than 15 castle guards.

Have the guards in the countryside seen Raven Knight, the grandfather of Knight in full body plate armor?

Looking at the person at the head again, he was young, fair-skinned and beautiful, and had dazzling white hair. The guard at the head only felt his body tremble, his legs trembled, and he felt a deep sense of fear. Emerging from the legs, straight to the forehead, the two guards took a sudden step forward and knelt down with a thud: “Your Excellency!”

“en.” The golden skull and iron cross pattern on his fur coat reflected the light that made people dare not look directly through the torch in the cold wind of the plateau. The beautiful young man said lightly: “Take me in to see your lord.”

“Yes, Your Excellency, please allow me to report.” The guard quickly got up and trotted all the way in.

This kid…Bauer and David looked at each other, and they were more and more sure that Sid was a bloodline left behind by the great nobles.

It is difficult for many children of the great nobles to have such a warm and comfortable temperament as Sid at the age of 17.

Within a minute, the guards came out: “Sir Werner asks if you have an edict or a decree to be announced?”

“No.”

“Come in then, the sergeant is delivering the sentence.” The guard moved out of the way.

Sir Werner, Lord of Zermatt, is sitting behind a greasy dining table with yellow cheese, plain buttered bread, and a stack of dark roasts, A half-eaten chicken drumstick, and some charred apples and pears smeared with a little kosher salt.

He looks like he’s in his mid-thirties, with long gray golden hair, prominent cheekbones, a thin and somewhat unnatural blush, deep-set darkened eye sockets, and a large aquiline nose. , thin lips, wearing a thick sheepskin jacket, not only the workmanship gap is not small compared to the sheepskin jacket Old Ma wears, but also does not have the beautiful row of copper buttons that Old Ma has.

The only thing that can prove his nobility is the coat of arms below his left shoulder—red and yellow slashed coat of arms, with a dog in the middle.

At this time, Ser Werner was full of disgust. He looked at the farmer who was kneeling below as if he were looking at a lump of human excrement.

“It’s sleazy, no wonder you natural mudbloods are only worthy of a lifetime without a full stomach.” Two white smoke spewed from his nostrils, Ser Werner’s chin was already parallel to the table, and he leaned against the table. On the back of the chair, he was munching on the barbecue, and at the same time cursing these damn hillbilly mudbloods in his heart, oil dripped from the corners of his mouth: “If you don’t work hard, you will know how to cheat and play tricks all day long? How many times have I emphasized it, Zermatt absolutely absolutely forbids the appearance of this thing, don’t you hear it?!”

There was a hand grinder in front of the farmer, and he just kowtowed and begged for mercy.

In Holy Empire, the hand grinder is the absolute “Object of Taboo”, known as the “devil’s creation”. The lords and nobles hate the grinder more than the devil statue and the devil logo. The devil is the devil.

The mill tax was one of the most important sources of income for all lords, and the mill ban always forced farmers to go to the lord’s mill to grind grain, so that the lord could take this opportunity and collect it again Taxes, everything is reasonable and legal, so almost every lord of the Holy Empire will issue a decree requiring every peasant to go to his own mill to grind grain, unless the mill is too crowded and the queue is too long, will the peasants be allowed to go to other places The mill goes to grind.

Farmers don’t want to be exploited by the mill tax, and there have been conflicts between the two sides in history until the mill tax is fixed at a value that both parties can barely accept.

But even so, farmers still managed to avoid the mill tax. I don’t know when they started to make hand mills to secretly grind their own grains.

The aristocrats were furious when they discovered the hand grinder. All the hand grinders were destroyed and named as a “devil’s creation” as a forbidden object. The name of the believer is all put to death.

Yet the hand grinder spread, no matter how the nobles forbade it.

The farmer knelt on the ground and begged Sir Werner’s forgiveness. He broke the lord’s rules and secretly used a hand mill to grind flour at home, and was reported by his upright neighbors.

In Holy Empire, this is a felony!

“Lord of heaven, I’m just… so hungry, if I go to the mill, this winter…”

“Damn! , you know how to blame others?” Sir Werner couldn’t stop drinking, he grabbed the Mark cup on the table and smashed it towards the farmer: “What happened to me? Didn’t I reduce your rent for this year’s poor harvest? Don’t you? Do you know how to be grateful?! Dog thing, look straight at me!”

The Mark cup fell in front of the farmer and jumped twice on the ground. He lowered his head and said, “I am guilty.”

“I now declare you guilty and hope that Jupiter will forgive you.” Sir Werner calculated in his heart and said, “All five pints of wheat are Confiscated, the hand grinder is confiscated, and an additional fine of 5 copper fennies will be imposed.”

“I…I don’t have 5 copper fennies!” The farmer could only plead, with tears in his eyes, he said : “For the sake of Ms. Merita, I beg you to be generous!”

5 Copper Finneys, which he earned by playing Boon for the lord for 4 days! Not hot yet!

“Jupiter on, these bitches don’t deserve to be fed.” Sir Werner cursed: “Let him go.”

The farmer was dragged out, And swear not to grind grain by hand again.

Only halfway through, Sid and the others walked into the hall from the outside, and the beautiful young man in the lead had shiny white shattered hair reflected in the fire of the fire and reflected in Sir Werner’s eyes.

The chair seemed to suddenly turn into a hot iron plate, and Sir Werner sat up straight for a moment, as uneasy as he was facing the students under review by the tutor, and then he immediately responded that Not enough, he got up and got off his seat quickly, the expression of hatred and anger on his face was as warm as spring, a smile piled up on his thin face and leaned forward, cup one fist in the other hand in front of his stomach, and bent down: “Welcome, very welcome, your Excellency from afar, and the Raven Knights, welcome to Zermatt, I’m Werner, Werner-Willer.”

“Hello , Sir Werner, I’m Sid, this is Bauer, this is David, this is Mochi…” Sid briefly introduced the origin of the Raven Knights: “It was late, we passed by for the night.”

“Welcome, very welcome.” Making sure these guys didn’t come with an edict to judge him or a decree to punish him, the smile on Sir Werner’s face was even more flattering, and he pretended to be embarrassed: “I welcome it very much. You guys, it’s just that this is a poor place, and you came so late, I’m not prepared…”

“It’s fine.” Sid said he didn’t mind.

“Sid? Sid!” repeated Sir Werner several times. “What a rare name! What’s your middle name?”

“No.” Sid shook his head, Seeing that Sir Werner seemed to know something, he added a few more words: “It was the name my biological parents gave me, but I was separated from them.”

“Sid (cid ), I remember, isn’t Sid short for Sayyid?” Sir Werner said immediately: “I remember that Sayed is the Roma language, meaning ‘leader’ ‘Mister’, and also Refers to ‘Saints’, you are obviously not Roma, your appearance proves that you are a bloodline pure Nobili, then only one problem can be explained, that is, your ancestors participated in the invasion of the Far East during the third unicorn dynasty. The expedition, the descendants of Hussein Khan who defeated the Roma Holy Throne Supreme in the war, only this noble lineage who has defeated the Holy Throne Supreme has the right to name the descendants Sid!”

“Hmm, it seems so.” Sid didn’t admit it, didn’t deny it, he just laughed.

This is exactly the same information he collected.

“What a distinguished guest.” Werner was more respectful: “Please take your seat.”

“Wait a minute, Sir Werner, we have encountered something on the way.” Mochi looked Not accustomed to Werner’s flattery, he motioned to tell Sir Werner of the fight between the two peasant women in the street.

Sir Werner, who was about to compliment the “great character”, really didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.

He thought he had found out someone was using a hand grinder again.

What’s the matter of two peasant women fighting over a brown bread? Are you worthy of making trouble in front of me? I’m going to be exhausted if I deal with this all day!

But in front of the “great character”, Sir Werner couldn’t refuse, so he called the two peasant women and asked a few random questions, emphasizing “no fighting”, and then everyone fined Two Copper Coins fined.

This is also in line with the way the nobles deal with this kind of civil Seus dispute, that is, each will play fifty big boards and be fined to ensure that they will not disturb themselves because of this kind of thing in the future.

See, you think you can do justice this way, but it will only cause them more damage.

Sid gave Mochi a look.

Mochi muttered reluctantly and looked away.

“Lord Sid, what do you think of this?” Sir Werner pronounced the verdict with his nostrils moved towards the peasant woman, and immediately turned his head to ask his opinion with his forehead moved towards Sid.

“Forget it, I think they are all beaten to death, hey, I have a good heart, so I can’t see this.” Sid said mercifully: “I think the one in charge of watching the oven It should be punished, am I right?”

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“And what about the brown bread? That’s it?” Sid glanced at Sir Werner.

“But… Your Excellency Sid, this precedent cannot be set. If so, the disappearance of every brown bread in the future will become our problem!” Sir Werner felt that it was not right. Is the beautiful young man in front of him really a great noble?

A big noble would not do such a brainless thing!

“Stupid, Mr. Werner, I think I have to criticize you.” Sid calm and composed: “You don’t give black bread directly, you want this, you let the injured guy take it Give her a piece of black bread and return it, and then shout out the name of Ms. Merita, pity her for her wounds and bleeding, and give her a piece of black bread, this problem will be solved, don’t they have to bleed their heads every time in the future? To cheat bread? I swear in my grandma’s name, no one would do it.”

“Oh, my grandfather is on, Lord Sid, you are a genius!”

Thanks to the two Alliance Leaders for adding a new chapter today!

(end of this chapter)