People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

"Have a glass of the best wine you have here."

A knight in extraordinary attire sat in front of the counter and popped out a golden coin.

He has the coat of arms of three lions on his body, he is handsome, and his clothes are quite extraordinary. The bartender knows very well that this man seems to be alone, but he may be a dominating lord on the European continent.

The bartender immediately served the guests with a smile on his face.

“Please feel free to take a seat and someone will serve you our signature wine later!”

Damietta has her own tavern, huddled in the corner of the street. She is not very noticeable on weekdays, but in private, even a Saracen may put on a Coptic outfit and keep a low profile. Come in and have a drink.

"Good day, distinguished knight. This wine is called Caracal. In Coptic, it means caracal. This wine is very strong. You have to be careful about your wallet being touched."

Lille reminded him while holding the tray and speaking some unfamiliar Frankish.

"Thank you for the reminder, but as far as I know, there is no wine in this world that can make me drunk."

The handsome man with the three lions coat of arms did not disappoint him. While taking the wine glass, he placed a handful of silver coins on the tray: "For you, little guy."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Lille's face was full of excitement and he hurriedly stuffed the silver coins into his pocket.

This money is enough for my mother and sister to have a good meal. My mother has been sick recently and needs to eat something good.

Buy some pork!

But he soon remembered that the rulers of Damietta had changed from Saracens who did not eat pork to Franks, and pork was no longer a cheap and easy-to-obtain meat.

It's better to buy a fish.

Although fish is not considered meat, it is much better than simple grains.

"These Franks are so generous. If this continues, I will have enough money to hire a herbalist in the city to treat my mother next month at the most. After my mother recovers,"

Think so.

Lille then wanted to take a leave from his boss and get off work early.

Richard watched the happy little boy leave happily, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Although he failed to get the result he wanted in today's military meeting, his mood was not affected much.

The days ahead are long, take it easy and see.

He picked up the wine glass and poured the wine into his throat. It was as hot as the little boy said.

"Phew, give me another drink!"

Lille hurriedly walked through the alley, clutching his wallet.

He couldn't wait to get his mother's praise and his sister's admiration.

Look!

I can also make money to support my family like my father!

But as he turned around an alley, he accidentally bumped into a man.

In front.

The shadow blocks the sun.

The strong man with dark complexion sneered and stretched out his hand: "Lil, you are so careless."

"Sorry, Santos."

Lear got up from the ground and wanted to run away.

This Santos was a well-known villain in the neighborhood, and he always wanted to do something to his mother. Fortunately, the neighbors who were close friends with his father took care of him, so this guy didn't dare to mess around.

"Want to run? It's not that easy."

The man sneered, took a step across, and blocked the entire alley: "Your mother lent us a sum of money, and it has been delayed for two months. According to the interest rate we originally negotiated, you can count the money You won't be able to pay it back in the next life. So, starting from today, your mother and sister will have to work with us."

Lear's face turned red, and he hesitated: "Lie, lie, how could my mother ask you to borrow money?"

The man known as Santos sneered and took out a piece of paper and shook it: "There is an IOU as proof, and your mother's fingerprint is on it."

Santos did not dare to go to the residence of Leal's family to arrest anyone directly, but he was sure that as long as he caught Leal, his beautiful mother would be free to take whatever he wanted.

"After conquering Ella Port, the first thing your Excellency did was to strictly prohibit usury."

In front, two pleasant female voices sounded.

"So Damietta too?"

A girl with short light brown hair and strange crystal glass ornaments on her eyes was asking a question to the girl with long blue-gray hair next to her.

"Yes, that's right."

"Hey, stay out of the way!"

In the past, when he suddenly met two beautiful girls like this in a remote alley like this, he would have to do something without hesitation.

But the two women in front of him looked young, but Santos was inexplicably a little embarrassed, and he really couldn't bring up the slightest thought of blasphemy.

"Didn't he hear what we just said?"

"Nina, don't you speak Coptic very well?" The girl with short blue-gray hair was also a little unsure: "Maybe."

"Get out of the way, or I won't be polite!"

Lille, who was still in shock, looked at these two tall girls with strange attire but extremely beautiful. Although he didn't know why Santos, who had always been fierce, suddenly became so talkative, he still said: "Run quickly, he is a bad guy! "

Chelinina shook her head and pointed to the sword under her cloak: "As you can see, kid, we have weapons, and the one who should run is the gentleman who is catching you."

An inexplicable sense of fear made the man suddenly scream, leave Lear behind, and turn around and run away.

But as the brown-haired girl stretched out a slender finger and opened and closed her thin lips, the man fell directly to the ground.

His face was full of fear at this time, and he stammered: "Witch, distinguished Miss Witch, please let me go. My wife is seriously ill and she has to wait for me to earn money and go back to save her. If I die My wife and children will die."

Cellinina and Lavinia looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"He is a cunning guy. He immediately begged for mercy when he realized something was wrong. If we were helping this poor little boy out of kindness, but we are ignorant little witches, we might really be deceived by him."

"Father in heaven, I swear everything I say is true!"

Santos screamed for mercy.

"Just stay here. Later, the city guard will send people to arrest you - and the people behind you."

Lavinia's voice was cold.

The person behind Santos runs a brothel. This kind of industry with a long history cannot be banned even in the holy Papal City.

But human trafficking and forcing girls into prostitution are intolerable.

Although the masterminds behind the establishment of a brothel are usually quite powerful, now that Damietta has a new owner and the old forces are being reshuffled on a large scale, it will be easy to destroy such a den.

"Kid, you can go and hide the money you have. If someone bullies you, you can report the crime to the patrol station in the square."

Lavinia finished.

Cellinina added: "If you want to treat your mother, there happens to be a free clinic held by the Order of Saint Lazarus in the square in the afternoon. You can bring your mother there for free."

Only then did Lille wake up as if from a dream, and nodded hurriedly: "Thank you, thank you two sisters, God will bless you!"

The two women looked at each other and smiled.

There is a high probability that God will not like them. After all, they are creatures of darkness.

The Damietta Police Department, which has just been authorized and established, aims to replace the city guard and take on the responsibility for public security issues in the city. However, it is still far from completing this goal. Lavinia has only a total of Lothar temporarily allocated a dozen cavalry to him.

"Nina, tell me, how should I recruit people?"

Chelinina thought for a while and said: "I can help you with this matter. I helped Mr. Coors recruit refugees before. Thinking about it carefully, it should be a similar process. First write a notice and post it in the square. notice board."

"and then?"

"Then we screen them so that no one can lie in front of us. We should recruit people with a sense of justice, not ruffians like the guy just now."

"But how do we win the trust of these people and get them to sign up voluntarily?"

Lavinia raised a finger in distress: "The budget Lothar gave me is not large. If you want to recruit enough people, the treatment must not be too good. But if the treatment is not good, who will be willing to join?"

Cellinina frowned and said: "This is indeed a problem."

Both of them were at a loss for a while.

Returning to the newly established police station, the two of them were still a little worried.

This aroused the curiosity of the Ulm knight who assisted them. The chief hussar asked tentatively: "What are the two ladies worried about?"

Lavinia simply expressed her sorrow.

After hearing this, Ulm couldn't help but smile bitterly. He considered his words and said, "Ladies, don't forget who the master of this city is. We only need to find the more prestigious people in each residential area. Wouldn’t it be enough to require that for every number of households, one person must join the police station?”

He paused and then said: "If anyone is unqualified, just send them back the way they came and let them send new people. The Franks have a bad reputation, but for us, it is not all bad. In the end, At least, no one dares to disobey our requirements."

These words made the two women look at each other, feeling a little embarrassed.

They didn't expect something that could be solved so easily.

Ulm added: "The two ladies are so kind and always want to ask for each other's consent. But in fact, even if they do good things, they will always face many misunderstandings. The Order of Saint Lazarus initially When we hold free clinics, many people regard them as liars and wizards tinkering with potions. As long as we recruit people first, over time, they will naturally realize that this is a charity that benefits the entire city."

"Thank you for the reminder, Knight of Ulm."

Lavinia thanked her sincerely.

Ulm quickly lowered his head and said with a smile: "Madam, you are too polite. I am used to doing this kind of work, and I have some experience. It is my honor to help you two."

When he was a patrol officer, he faced many problems.

Later, he won countless good names and praises. Could it be that it all depends on the words "fairness and justice"?

For example, if people from two villages compete for water and almost come to blows, how should this matter be judged? Whoever is closest to the water source should be given it? Or should we say that the two parties are evenly divided? Or should we clarify the rights and wrongs and then make a decision based on the needs of both parties?

Simple good intentions can sometimes have the opposite effect.

The more junior the position, the more flexible and adaptable the methods required.