People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 507
The night is getting darker.

The full moon hangs high.

Probably because of his wolf blood, Elamo looked particularly excited in this weather. His face was flushed after drinking strong wine: "Losa, when you become rich in the future, don't forget it. I."

"of course."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Follow me, young lady, and do whatever you need."

Lothar said in a relaxed tone, after all, there is a backup lady, oh no, Miss Lavinia is here, and the scope of his strategy has been expanded to two people. Even if he cannot get Miss Valentina's approval, he can settle for the next best thing. .

In fact, Lothar and Valentina got along for a short time.

He felt that even if he got Valentina's approval, she might not be willing to abandon everything here and leave with him.

Because Valentina left an impression on Lothar as a enterprising and determined person. Such a person has ideals and goals, which is completely different from Miss Lavinia who is in confusion. .

None of Lothar's former followers were in this state.

Prajna has an almost infinite lifespan, but he has to spend his whole day in a long, unchanging career as a gatekeeper of hell that can be seen to the end but never ends.

Hans is just a little squire with an uncertain future. He works and trains all day long. If he cannot be promoted to a knight, he will probably be driven back to his hometown to become a farmer.

Mallus was originally the most outstanding craftsman of the Bolivian Federation, but due to a mistake that was not his fault, he was expelled and his reputation was completely ruined.

Although Jeanne was reborn from the ashes and possessed a holy body, and the Holy Spear of Kungunir, which is known as the sure-shot, became the sharpest spear of the Holy Church, but because of this, she had long been tired of the endless struggle. , years of crusade against dark creatures.

Chelinina, her family was ruined and she was hunted down by her old friends. She fled her homeland alone. The world is so big but she has no place to stay.

As for Flynn, she is most likely just bored. Most vampires are dead people, nesting in dark castles. This is especially true for a royal princess like her, because she doesn't even need to go out to find food, she has a treasury. Sent by Charles.

Lavinia, in Lothar's opinion, is actually very similar to Uldin. They are both confused people after idealists collided with the status quo. She should be more likely to leave with him.

Therefore, at the intersection, Lothar proposed breaking up with Elamo.

He walked through an alley and came under the courthouse he had been to during the day.

In the building inside, in the office belonging to Lavinia, the dim yellow gas light was still on. Lothar avoided the bailiffs at the sentry, hid in the shadows, silently lit a cigarette, and waited quietly.

I do not know how long it has been.

The lights in the building finally went out.

After a while.

Lavinia walked out holding a stack of files and wearing a dark brown trench coat.

"Who?"

Her ears twitched and she looked towards where Lothar was hiding.

"it's me."

Lothar appeared and said with a smile: "Would you be honored to invite Miss Lavinia for a walk together?"

Lavinia looked at Lothar with some surprise, and after a moment, she reluctantly nodded.

The two walked side by side, and neither one spoke first. Lavinia was no taller than Prajna, about 1.7 meters tall. The two walked together. To outsiders, they seemed to match up unexpectedly.

They walked all the way to Bishop's Square and saw many homeless people in the alley around the corner picking up dead branches and leaves and piling them together to make a bonfire for warmth.

They are not wanderers in the strict sense. Some of them may be employed, but their Weibo salary can barely make ends meet. In this era, even the lower-class civilians in the old industrial powers are living a very difficult life, and even more so. Forget about the Apennine states.

"The weather is getting cold."

"There's going to be a lot of people who won't make it through this winter."

Lavinia spoke in a very soft voice, almost as if she was talking to herself: "This year, there are many more farmers who have gone bankrupt and lost their land than usual. I don't know how many people are hiding in the alleys and under the bridges of Turin. Many people Once you fall asleep, you will never wake up again - the city hall specially allocated funds for this purpose and formed a corpse collection team to clean up these corpses in the early morning every day."

Turin's textile industry was very developed, which caused the demand for wool to increase dozens of times in a short period of time, just like the sheep-eating-man-eating movement that the British had experienced, that is, the enclosure movement.

Nobles who owned real estate converted farmland into pastures.

A large number of tenants lost their allotments.

"There is also a contribution to this from the family. Which family member with a slight status does not have his or her own supporting property? How can it be possible to force farmers to sell the land they depend on for their livelihood without family members?"

Lothar said mockingly.

If there was no force from the family members, even the lower-level tenant farmers would rise up.

Peasants who lost their land also lost their means of making a living and were forced to move to big cities like Turin to make a living. They were like firewood thrown into the boiler of a huge steam engine, burning themselves and turning into ashes.Lavinia whispered: "Is there any way to change this?"

He said: "No, this is unsolvable."

Lavinia fell silent again: "Yesterday at the city council, I submitted a poor relief bill."

"Didn't you pass?"

"Ah."

Lavinia's somewhat confused voice sounded: "I don't know how to change this. I just simply feel that this is not right and should not be done."

"There will always be people suffering, Miss Lavinia, even in 100 or 200 years. You can't change it, but even if it's a drop in the bucket, you might try to help as many poor people as possible."

Lavinia was a little surprised at Lothar's quick change of subject: "I thought you would persuade me to turn a blind eye to this."

Lothar laughed and said: "It's never a bad thing to have compassion - you know Bishop Uldin?"

"Of course, but he seems to have not been seen for a long time. I heard that he has been assassinated by Saluzzo's assassins."

"In fact, I just met him not long ago. He founded the 'Saint Lazarus Redemption Order' to help those poor patients free of charge. The patients he healed were often happy to join in and help other people. People who need help."

Lavinia was a little surprised: "How did they get their funds?"

"They will not refuse to treat the rich, and those who are cured will not be stingy with medical fees and donations. In addition, they have also received funding from a big noble and have their own territory."

Lavinia's eyes lit up: "Do you think we can be like Bishop Uldin?"

"It depends on what kind of abilities you have, Miss Lavinia."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Lavinia's expression: "You also know that the power of the wolf clan is better at fighting than healing. That is the characteristic of the Holy Glory Domain."

Lothar said, snapping his fingers, and a cluster of flames jumped up on his fingertips: "Like a flame, it can not only burn all things, but also drive away the cold for people - such as those homeless people who want to save enough It’s not an easy task to raise the fuel for the bonfire.”

Not only in this era, but also in the Middle Ages.

Because the mountains and forests are resources that belong to the lord, and ordinary farmers cutting down trees at will is an act of theft. Therefore, in most cases, the tenant farmers and serfs under the lord eat cold food.

Many people don’t even have an iron pot of their own.

"You mean, we should help them keep warm every night?" Lavinia's eyes were full of confusion, "How many people can we help?"

Lothar shook his head, lowered his voice and said: "Miss Judge, there are many wealthy businessmen and city nobles in Turin. If you just pick a few congressmen to attack, won't the money come? We can distribute the money. Give to the poor. In short, it means robbing the rich and giving to the poor.”

"You want me to be a thief?"

Lavinia's big golden-brown eyes were wide.

On her wrist, golden thorn bushes wrapped around her, which was the embodiment of her ability.

Lothar said without changing her expression: "Our Miss Judge, is she planning to arrest me?"

She was silent for a moment, and her eyes dimmed: "I don't want to hear such words from you again. It's getting late, I should go back and rest."

Lothar said "hmm" and silently watched Lavinia's retreating back, without holding back or explaining.

Time will prove everything.

An idealist is destined to run into obstacles at every turn in this era. Her background in the Bologna family is a help for her, but it is also a shackle and fetter.

Lavinia's heart was in confusion.

She didn't expect that Lothar, who had just said today that the city-state's laws had never been necessary to uphold the fallacies, would make shocking remarks again in the evening, trying to drag herself, a judge, into a thief!

What was even more frightening was that for a moment, she felt that what the other party said made sense.

too frightening.

This man is horrible.

Her departure suddenly paused, and she wanted to tell Lothar: "We don't want to meet again in the future."

But when she turned back and looked at Lothar, who was still standing there, he just bowed slightly and gave her a very gentlemanly aristocratic gesture. She swallowed all the words that came to her lips.

This man seems to be quite pleasing to the eye.

She quickened her pace.

As if wanting to escape, he left quickly.

(End of this chapter)