Lord: Exiled by Stepmother, I'll Rule the World Anyway

The memorial ceremony was held in the southeast corner of the territory, an open space that had been cleared of corruption. Because it was quite far away from the big winery, crops could not be planted there.

Field set aside an area there as a cemetery area.

In this military operation against the main building, 26 people died, including 15 slaves, 7 guards, 1 freedman and 3 demihuman cavalry. Most of them died at the hands of Rosalia. The Chosen One dissociated his own artifact, and the power of the explosion was too terrifying.

But that’s how war is, and there’s no war where people don’t die.

Only killing the enemy is a fairy tale. As a lord, all Field can do is take care of the living.

"Thank you to the Goddess of Holy Light for collecting the souls of your servants! Thank you to the Goddess of Holy Light for allowing the souls of your children to rest in peace..."

The person who read the eulogy was the freedman Old Turtle Dove. Because he was older and had more experience, he could barely recite the eulogy. Although he stumbled when he recited it, his hands were shaking, which showed that he was using emotion. Of course, it's more likely to be pure nervousness.

Slaves were cremated, while freemen were buried. Burial was a right that only freemen and above could enjoy.

People who believe in the Holy Light believe that there is a "Judgment of the Holy Light". After death, people have to lie quietly in the "River of Light" and wait to be judged by the Goddess of the Holy Light on their final destination, whether to go to heaven or to hell.

This theory is almost universal across the entire continent. After all, the official belief is the Goddess of Holy Light.

In fact, there was no atmosphere of sadness among the people at all. Most of them were numb. They came simply because Field asked them to come to mourn. In addition, you can enjoy a piece of brown bread and avoid labor.

Death is nothing strange to everyone, especially slaves.

He reached out and touched the position of the hammer in his heart, and a gold coin was hidden inside.

"There really are gold coins! Haha, it's like a dream." Before coming here, Tie Hammer had never touched gold coins in his life, and neither his father nor grandfather had! If they were alive, they would definitely go crazy with jealousy!

The beautiful and heavy texture of gold coins is simply intoxicating. He had killed enough rotting corpses in exchange for this gold coin. As long as he handed the gold coin to Field, he could escape from slavery and truly live a "human" life.

Iron Hammer was not interested in listening to what Old Turtledove wanted. In his opinion, slaves would only be sent by noble masters to work in dark mines. They could only eat a mouthful of dry bread in two or three days, and they would die of hunger, cold, illness, or The mouth of a monster is nothing more than normal. When you have time to feel sorry for others, it’s better to think about how to get more bread.

For the guards, the only use of the Holy Light Goddess is to dispel fog lamps and purify potions.

"My lord is about to give a speech." The comrade pushed the hammer with his arm, "Stop showing off your gold coins."

Iron Hammer immediately stretched his neck: "Oh! You must listen to what the adults say."

Field didn't have a long speech, he finished it very briefly, but Hammer listened to it, especially "They will transform into heroic spirits and guard the Night Territory forever, and we will always remember them." This sentence made Hammer scratch his head and scratch his head. An indescribable feeling. But he has no culture and cannot express himself, so he can only be excited for a while.

The most shocking thing is that Field actually gave the deceased something called a "pension".

The guards didn't even know about the money, it was a rule that Field had just come up with, and it happened to be announced today.

Field cleared his throat: "Freemen will receive a pension of 1 gold coin and 20 silver, and slaves will receive a pension of 20 silver. The pension will be given to relatives. If there are no relatives, it will be confiscated and used to improve the army's food."

When the coin was handed over to the wife of the dead freeman, almost everyone's eyes widened.

"Is there such a good thing?" Many women whispered to each other, "Wow, what a lot of money."

Iron Hammer felt many fiery eyes and looked straight over. The guard who was originally looked down upon by others suddenly became the object of desire for women.

Even some beautiful freedmen looked at the slave guards with strange eyes.

"Damn it! I'd better give birth to a son as soon as possible, and I can't let others take advantage of me."

Almost all the guards thought so.

"Let's all disperse."

After all this is done, the end of the war will be settled.

As he walked on the road, Field sighed. It made him a little sad that so many people died in the battle. He even remembered many of their names.

"You've done a great job." Asheina came up and held Field's hand, smiling softly.

Field nodded and cheered up: "It can be better."

"Actually, ordinary people, um~ or slaves, don't need funerals at all. It is their duty to fight for you." Asheina thought for a moment and said with a sigh, "You are so kind. Slaves are like weeds on the prairie, everywhere. Yes. I have also been a slave, and I know that I have no value. I can’t write or manage.”

"Pfft, don't think so, you can learn all of this." Field patted Ashina on the head and smiled, "It is the people who have created history, just like weeds make up the grassland, the nobles and elites are just... cough cough , where did it go?"

Field originally wanted to say that nobles and elites only have flowers or trees that grow exceptionally well, but they also have to rely on grasslands.

However, this set of concepts is useless now, and the productivity is not worthy of it. Saying it will only increase troubles.

It's like talking to a primitive person about AI. It's better to give him a peach, as long as you can make the people in your territory live a good life.

"This is the Night Collar, it's brand new." Field snapped his fingers, "Of course, pensioning Kim Baili is harmless and has many benefits for me. The most straightforward one is to improve their morale and give them no worries."

"Good day, Lord Baron."

Tate came forward with more than thirty slaves and three wagons loaded with chopped wood and two boxes of black bread.

"Good day, Tate, how is the cleaning up of the debris outside the main building villa?"

"It's almost completed. We still need to transport it about seven times. We have recovered a lot of materials. We won't go back to the winery for lunch today." Tate said ably. "And we will also bring the wood there on the way there. Used to build walls and wooden forts.”

"Very good. Don't get too close to the building first. There are still scattered monsters in the house."

The recovery of the main building villa is already a certainty. My chosen ones are all in a weak state, so there is no need to take risks and be aggressive at this time.

Field looked around. He planned to move to the main building villa in the future, and then use the large winery as a dormitory for slaves. The large winery is located in the center of a large farmland and can effectively cultivate all surrounding farmland.

"Thank you for your concern, I will be careful." Tate was very busy and left with a brief report.

"By the way, Ashina, come with me to see the green vegetables."