Sword of Daybreaker

Gawain’s sudden problems made Norris a little sluggish. He was ready to be reprimanded, but he didn’t expect to face such a problem. Should this answer be yes or not? Which one is breaking the law?

After thinking for a long time, the old farmer decided to honestly admit that because he knew that he would read and write more than one person, once the Feidal Lord Lord went to find someone else to ask the facts, then he really had to break the law.

“Yes… Lord,” Norris said, clutching the button on his chest, nervously saying, “I learned…reading.”

Gawain picked up her eyebrows and said that she was right.

Although Norris didn’t write a word just now, he just sketched it, but only when he picked up the pen from the other side, he could judge a lot of questions: people who can read or write will feel completely different when they hold the pen. This nearly illiterate World, he has seen how illiterate people grasp the pen, and how to draw lines on paper in a clumsy way, and the farmer’s pen posture is obviously standard.

Even Hetty looked at Norris with some surprises. It seems that she just discovered this fact.

“You can rest assured that writing will not break the law, and teaching others to read and write will not break the law,” Gawain realized that his sudden questioning might have scared the honesty of the peasant, so the temperature was down. “Who taught you literacy?” ”

With the commitment of the Feidal Lord, Norris was a little more reassured. He rubbed his hand and revealed a slightly embarrassed smile: “Feudal Lord Lord, I am not afraid of your jokes… I almost entered the church and became A Priest who served the Harvest Goddess, the ability to read and write was learned by a teacher at that time…”

The son of a farmer almost went into the church and became a Priest?

Such a wonderful experience made Gawain very interested, so in his questioning, the story of the farmer Norris was finally known.

The other party is indeed from the farmer’s house. It is a free-living people who have lived in the Cecil territory for generations. They have so many acres of thin fields in Steward, but like most civilians in this era, they live on the food and clothing market. Originally his life would be like the majority of civilians, tied to the land for life, busy between the seedlings and the ditch, and the only way he can deal with the Priest and the church of the aloof and remote is to go to the town every once in a while. The church made a prayer, or received a mission when the Priest came to the countryside field – but at the age of eight, a chance came to Norris and his parents.

A Harvest Goddess Priest from Holy Spirit Plain came to the Cecil territory and lived in the village where Norris lived. For the farmers, the Priest crossing of Three Gods of Productivity is very rare and fortunate. Everyone in the village immediately made up the money, and in accordance with the rules of Three Gods of Productivity, the village elders took a few children to go to the Priest “Gift”, so that Priest would bless the village’s cultivated land.

Then the Priest looked at the eight-year-old Norris and said, “This child is blessed with the land, and he inherits the grace of Harvest Goddess.”

Because of this sentence, after Priest left, Norris’s parents almost sold all the valuables in the house. The old people in the village also tried to make some money. They went to the Knight Lord in the manor and asked. A pass finally sent Norris to the Mother Goddess of Earth Church in Tanzan Town, making him a “servant apprentice” – Three Gods of Productivity, although three sects with independent inheritance, but also exceptionally close Contact, and Mother Goddess of Earth as the main god of Three Gods of Productivity, her temple will usually also be dedicated to Harvest Goddess and Goddess of Spring, and the three Goddess Priest candidates will generally accept before accepting the formal blessing The same education, after completing the education, according to their respective “spiritual talent” to choose which god to convert, so if the Harvest Goddess Church can not be found around, the temple that brought Norris to Mother Goddess of Earth is his parents. The only choice at the time.

Norris studied in the temple for five years and then got the results from the 1st Level church:

“The apprentice does not have the spiritual talent of the Harvest God department.”

To this day, Norris still remembers that after the letter that wrote this sentence was sent to the village, everyone in the village was so happy at first—because they couldn’t read at all, and the messenger who sent the letter was drunk and drunk. Did not tell the villagers and Norris’s parents what was written on the letter.

It wasn’t until Norris returned to the village with his own baggage that everyone knew that the letter was not the good news from the church.

Norris quietly tells his story. His face that has climbed the wrinkles does not see any sorrow and joy. There is only a calm in the deep eye sockets, just like those things have indeed gone, no more with him. The relationship is similar: “After a few years, the days are very difficult. The accounts we owe have not yet been returned, and the family has long been empty. – Father has not survived the winter of that year, but the days still have to pass, owe everyone. The money must also be paid back.

“So my mother took me and the younger brother younger sister to the castle of Lord Viscount. Oh, the Viscount Cecil at that time or the father of Miss Rebecca, let’s go to Lord Viscount and say that the days are really gone, Lord Viscount is kind, We will save the land tax that we have to pay, and lend us seeds and half-pocket food, relying on those seeds and food, plus the excellent wild vegetables when we are older, we are alive.

“Furthermore, I will plant the land in a down-to-earth manner, and help people do chores. I work alone for two or three people, and I still recognize the words. When there are dealers in the village, I will help you calculate the two, so that Change a few breads. In a few years, we still owe debts, and we also went to Lord Viscount’s grain and food…”

Norris slowly raised his head and proudly on his face: “In the year of Mother’s death, our family ate the stopped meat.”

The story of the farmer Norris is over, Gawain just frowned, and Hetty couldn’t help but press his chest: “I… I never knew that this happened on the Feudal Territory… We always tried to give it…”

“Alms can’t save anyone, because that can’t be solved, and it’s happening every day. You can’t see that’s all in the castle,” Gawain shook his head, then curiously looked toward Norris. “I just noticed your gesture.” …you still believe in Harvest Goddess?”

“Trust, why don’t you believe?” The wrinkles on Norris’s face were stacked. “Harvest Goddess sheltered all the fields on the World. If the harvest is good, it’s the family’s life and death. If you don’t believe in Harvest Goddess?”

Gawain looked at each other quietly: “Even because of this belief, have you suffered that many?”

Norris was silent for a moment and lowered his head: “Lord, that’s my life is not good, how can I blame the gods? And compared to others, I have learned at least something, and I still recognize the word – although I know the word It’s no use for those of us.”

“It’s no useless to read a word,” Gawain looked at the farmer seriously. “Norris, should you be a good farmer?”

When it comes to this, Norris is even more proud: “Lord, I don’t dare to say anything else, but when it comes to farming, my craft is excellent – how can I get past the hard days?”

Gawain asked again: “You know the number and the education of the church, so I let Hetty read the new rules for you, and the form I designed to record the workload, you should be easy to understand. If you let me fill out the forms and calculate the land and output, can you do that?”

This time, Norris was nodded first, then hesitated and asked: “Lord, are you asking me to be a supervisor…”

Since this time, because Gawain has implemented a labor system that needs to count and appraise, the usual supervisors who only waved the whip but did not know one big word have no use. The supervisors on the Feidal Territory are selected by the family warriors. Even Hetty personally served (some of the family fighters belonged to the Knight attendant, at least a few numbers, and could write some simple words), so Norris couldn’t help but think of this when he heard Gawain’s problem.

“No, it’s not just a supervisor. In fact, if you can do it, I intend to let you manage the entire wasteland and even the later food production work,” Gawain said. “Of course, it is impossible to give such a big power at once. You can’t let you do it at will, I will let Hetty ‘check’ you, and will always tell you what to do.”

The expression on Norris’s face suddenly changed: “Old…Lord! I don’t quite understand… Are you letting me be your steward? But Steward is not just about food…”

“This is a job, but not a steward,” Gawain laughed. “If you have to say it, let’s call… Agricultural Manager. And I have to tell you first, this position and any previous position in the noble territory. Not the same, you can’t pass it on as a title, unless your child has enough talent – it’s not valid for life, if you don’t do it well, or you have violated the Cecil law by the convenience of your position. If you do things, then you will be removed and punished. From now on, many of the positions I have set up on this land will be like this – do you understand?”

If Gawain didn’t warn that many restrictions, maybe Norris would not dare to accept this “good luck” in the fear – because the good luck of this day is like the Priest who went to the village when he was eight years old. When he said that he could “be blessed with grace”, but with Gawain’s warning, he seriously thought about it and thought it should be true.

An ordinary poor person will not think like him, but Norris will, because he has been educated, even if this education has almost killed his life, he has learned “logic” from this education.

So after some thinking, the old-fashioned farmer forced nodded: “Lord, if you trust me… Norris will manage every field you hand over to me, and every grain grown on the land. !”

(Today, I have to go out of my way. I have no chance to touch the computer all the way until the night. I can only set up a chapter to set up automatic update. There is only one chapter today.)