After making money, the husband who abandoned me came back

It wasn't until the three of them came to a secluded road that they chose a grove by the side of the road and rested for a while under the shade.

Arnold hesitated, and took out from the hanging pocket on the horse's back, and sure enough, he took out food, flowers, and cloth, and a small handful of silver coins, and there were even a few dinars mixed in it!

The two monks hadn't seen it before, so when they saw the silver coin, they also showed surprised expressions.

"What's the matter with the people of Kolbaugh? How could they be so crazy about the clergy? They even still have Cetinar." The young monk said in shock.

It's not that the monastery doesn't receive dinars from lay people.

It is common for nobles to send money to them, but they often want to get something from the monastery, or ask them to host a wedding or funeral or other large-scale ceremony for their relatives, or want to be in the monastery. Their confessional is a place of confession and prayer to atone for the sins they have committed.

And very occasionally, commoners would come to the monastery and dedicate all their savings to the monastery.Such people are often very devout believers.But some are just to ask the monks to go to their villages to kill demons, clear the darkness for them, or to come to the monastery to avoid disaster.

Therefore, anyone who sends money to their monastery is generally asking for something.

And all the believers they have seen, when facing them, especially those civilians, are almost trembling, with awe and respect on their faces.

Instead of being like this now, he just wanted to give them everything in his hand, and didn't say a word about what he wanted to ask from them at all——as if he was so enthusiastic that he wanted to swallow them whole.

At first, when the girl with red cheeks held Yuyugo in her arms, the young monks even thought she was trying to snatch their handsome priest to be the groom.Of course, he would definitely hold this sentence in his stomach and would not say it.

"Perhaps this is their custom here?" the young monk guessed.

"I didn't know Korbaf had such a touching custom." The gray-haired old monk said lightly.

In fact, since their San Nita Monastery has always been farming for a living, the relationship with the surrounding civilians is already very good.But never encountered such a situation.

Not to mention a place like Korbaf who has never been in contact with the temples and monasteries of the Holy Court.You know, the reputation of the Holy Court is not as good as it was a thousand years ago. When people hear the word Holy Court, their first reaction is to feel sincere awe and fear.

How could there be such an astonishing enthusiasm for Mrs. Corba.

The three were puzzled.Arnold didn't bother to think about it anymore, so he took out the stuffed fresh bread from his horse pocket and distributed it to the other two.

The bread was soft and delicious, not much different from what he usually eats.Unexpectedly, Mrs. Corba is so rich that common people can afford this kind of bread.

Arnold was sighing, but was taken aback by a black boy who suddenly came out from behind the grove.

"Priest! My lord priest!" The boy Hei looked at the three grown men in white robes in surprise, wiped away the tears on his face, and grabbed Arnold's white robe with his hand, "My lord priest, you are finally here. Please Come with me, please come with me, me, my grandma. My grandma—”

Arnold frowned and looked at the black claw on the robe, feeling an urge to beat it down hard.But for the sake of the butter and bread in his hand, Arnold gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Let me go first, where do you want me to go?"

The black boy Saye didn't seem to be afraid of Arnold at all, he still grabbed his robe and pulled him back, "Behind! Just behind. My grandma is dying, please hurry up."

Arnold understood that he wanted him to make a deathbed confession to his grandma.

Hearing the words, the two monks beside him hurriedly straightened things up, then led the horse and followed the two people in front of them to the back of the woods.

Not long after walking, a row of small bungalows appeared in front of him.

This row of houses was worse than the houses just seen on the side of the road.There is only one floor, and it is relatively low, but it is much better than the houses where the civilians in Fenori live.This kind of house seems to be built with a kind of red very neat stone, which looks solid.

Arnold saw a few women surrounded outside one of the small houses, and when he saw them coming, he hurried up to meet them.He said warmly to him: "Master Ji, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to come here! Please come in quickly, Saya's grandma is going to the kingdom of the goddess soon!"

Arnold was a little uncomfortable with the enthusiastic attitude of the people here, and subconsciously avoided the hand extended by the other party, but still hurried into the small room.

As soon as Arnold entered the small room, he was stunned. The inside of the apparently low house was surprisingly bright.He looked up subconsciously, but was surprised to see a square vacancy in the center of the roof.After looking carefully, he discovered that there was actually a piece of glass covered there.

It turned out to be a piece of glass! ! !The kind of high-end materials that only the nobles and the Holy Court can afford are used in this kind of civilian house that seems to be the worst in Kolbaugh?

He sighed lightly, keeping this matter in his heart.Then he walked quickly to the only bed in this room, and saw an old woman on the bed with a pale face, looking at him with bewildered eyes.

"The protection of the Holy Spirit." Arnold raised his hand and performed a sacrament on his chest, and then asked with a serious expression, "Do you have anything to confess to the Holy Spirit?"

After he finished speaking, the women who squeezed in behind him were taken aback.They looked at each other a few times, but finally did not interrupt.

The old woman was lying on the bed, breathing very hard.She looked at the clergyman in a white robe in front of her, and slowly stretched out her right hand, as if trying to grab something, and whispered to him with tears in her eyes: "I, I told him not to go, not to go—"

Arnold frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't understand what she meant.He took another step forward, after thinking about it, he reached out and grabbed the hand that the other party extended.

"What do you want to say? Don't leave anything?" Arnold asked softly.

"Don't go, don't go—" The old woman just kept repeating these three words, unable to say anything else.

A woman next to him looked anxious, and hurriedly whispered to Arnold's ear and explained to him: "It's her son! Her son went out to do business and never came back. That's why they live in this kind of house—"

Apparently, just as Arnold expected, this kind of small bungalow was already regarded as a relatively poor civilian residence in Kolbaugh.

Arnold nodded in understanding, and then he said softly to the old lady: "Then your sin is that you did not stop your son from doing things that violated the will of the Holy God, causing your son to be punished by God and dragging him into Endless abyss. And you live in remorse all your life. So, you should atone for your sins—" Arnold paused when he said this.

Under normal circumstances, his next sentence should be "If you don't atone for your sins, you will be pulled into the endless abyss after death, unable to reach the kingdom of the Holy God, and you will be tortured forever and cannot escape. You can choose to use silver coins to atone for your sins, You can also choose other ways, it all depends on your piety. And I will also report your piety to the Holy Spirit, may the Holy Spirit forgive you!" and so on.

Then the other party will dedicate all or half of his property to the temple, and he will record this, write it into the monks' temple books, and finally go back and enshrine it in front of the Holy God, and tell the matter to the Holy God.Then the matter is over.

But now his eyes have caught sight of the disapproving looks of the women standing beside the old woman's bed, and he can even clearly feel a small claw pinching his thigh tightly behind him, with a look If he dared to continue talking, he was about to pinch off his piece of meat viciously.

He swallowed, looking at the panic in the old lady's eyes, he finally said softly: "Then I will tell the Holy Spirit, the remorse in your heart at this time, as long as you are devout at this time, then the Holy Spirit will also I will eventually forgive your sins and accept you into His kingdom." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the other person's cool forehead, closed his eyes, and began to pray.

The old woman seemed to let out a sigh of relief.But deep down in her heart, she still felt uncomfortable.What she wants most is not the forgiveness of the Holy Spirit, but only genuine regret—regret that she didn't stop her son from going out for business.

And she didn't want to go to the kingdom of the holy gods. Of course, Korbaf's people would serve the half-length goddess after death.But she thought that this young priest must have accidentally said the wrong thing, just like she always said "the Holy Spirit is above" by accident before.It doesn't matter, as long as she remembers where she should go.

The old priests in the previous temples all said this, close your eyes and let your heart lead the way, so you won't get lost or go to the wrong place.

But at the end when she caught sight of her only grandson Saye standing behind the priest, she still took a deep breath of worry.

After Arnold finished praying and opened his eyes, he saw the old woman, looking straight at him, pointing a finger at his back with the hand lying on the bed.

He looked back and saw Saye who had been wiping away tears and crying secretly.

The old lady was speechless at this time, but her eyes were fixed on Arnold and she refused to let go.

Arnold probably understood what she meant, but he really couldn't deal with it.

It seems that this black boy should have no other relatives. After the old woman dies, he will become an orphan.In such a world, a seven or eight-year-old orphan may not grow up.

But he is not obliged to agree to solve this matter for him just because of an ordinary deathbed confession—after all, the other party is a dinar, and he didn't even pay it!

Seeing that the priest in front of him was so distressed that he didn't know what to say, the woman who just interrupted to explain hurriedly lowered her head and said to the old woman: "Grandma Saya, don't worry, Saya will be fine! The lord and the temple are here What! Sayer can eat and live in the school for free until he grows up, and he can learn a lot of knowledge. When he grows up, he can go out to find work, and he will not die of hunger!"

"Yes, grandma!" Sayer finally couldn't help but threw himself on the bed, hugged his grandma tightly, but still comforted her obediently, "The school meals are so good! Every day there is fresh bread and milk, and There are vegetables and eggs. The place to live is also very comfortable. In the past few days, the lord has moved ice cubes to cool us off, and said that in the future, there will be floor heating and thick quilts in winter, so it will not be cold at all."

Saye choked up and cried while hugging his grandma.

Arnold's eyes widened as he listened.Milk, bread, eggs?Ice cubes to cool off the heat?What kind of floor heating is there in winter?Is it all free?This life is better than that of a priest like him!What kind of place is this school?Who paid for this huge expenditure so generously?

The old woman on the bed listened to what Saya said in relief, and her breathing gradually calmed down.Finally, she stretched out her hand with difficulty, touched her grandson's little head lightly, and then slowly closed her eyes.

The women around looked at this scene and sighed softly.Then they kicked out several clergymen and Saye.Let them cook the next thing!

"We are specifically responsible for doing this, helping the lonely elderly and children in the community to solve life problems." The slightly fat woman explained while pushing a few people out.

Arnold knew that sometimes relatives and neighbors would come to help when something happened to a family in the village, but he had never heard of a group of people who were dedicated to helping others. He asked with some doubts: "Good lady, are you happy?" Your kindness will surely reach the Holy Spirit. It’s just that if you focus on helping others, then how do you take care of your family?”

This woman doesn't look like a person with a safe life. In a family with such economic conditions, even women often have to take care of the fields or find some handicrafts to support the family, instead of being busy with management every day like them. Other people's business.

The woman laughed when she heard the words, and then thought of the person lying in the house, she quickly restrained her smile, but said kindly: "I am taking care of my family by doing this."

As she spoke, a slightly smug expression appeared on her face, "My job is not something that ordinary people can do. Our Lord Knight selected a few of us to do this job among many people, and he gave us a lot of money every month. The silver coins I bring home every month are equal to my husband’s income.”

After finishing these few words in a hurry, she saluted Arnold, turned around and went back to work.

Until he walked out of the bright little room, Arnold was still thinking about what the fat woman and the black boy had just said.

Looking for someone to take care of the elderly and children—sounds like something that temples, especially those with a particularly good reputation, would do.

And the temples and schools they just mentioned provide luxurious meals and comfortable housing for orphans, and teach them survival skills until they reach adulthood.It sounds like a place where a temple trains its clergy - like a seminary.But this black boy doesn't look like a seminary student at all.

He turned his head and glanced at the black boy, and then met his gaze.Then the black boy pursed his lips for some reason, but suddenly rushed towards him, hugged his thigh and began to cry loudly again.

Arnold stood there stiffly, not knowing whether to push him hard or kick him to the ground.But after a long time, he just stood there at a loss, motionless.

This is what Bella saw when she hurriedly followed the villagers to the row of huts.

She glanced at the other party with some doubts, feeling very strange.

After thinking about it, she still walked up to him, gave him a half-length salute—that is, put her five fingers together in front of her chest, and bowed slightly—then said, "Thank you for your help. I'm late Yes, I'm so sorry!"

Hei boy heard Bella's voice, quickly threw away Arnold's thigh, shouted "Master Bella", and rushed over again.

Bella hugged Saye distressedly and comforted him for a long time before she stopped crying.

Later, when she saw that Grandma Sayer's funeral was being handled by someone, she arranged some clothes and daily necessities for Sayer at home, and then took him, Arnold and others to Ruhrburg.

Under the leadership of Bella, Arnold saw this rising city.

He doesn't know what the city will look like in the future, but it's already far better than most cities he's seen.

But even with Bella's guidance, he failed to meet the owner of Ruhrburg that day.

In fact, after the successful research and development of glass, even though the road was bumpy, the merchants who were born in Ruhrburg still tried their best to bring it out of Korbaf.

Originally, there was no glass in the Simina Continent.But glass is monopolized in the hands of the great nobles and the Holy Court, and ordinary people, merchants, and even minor nobles have no way to use it—or they can’t afford it.

And now they have another channel where they can buy it and it's cheap.

For Yang Yuan, glass is just made of some stones. At most, he purchased some coal from outside, and the labor cost is negligible to him.Therefore, the low price of glass sold almost shocked the entire market.

If he was not worried about the boycott of the original glass manufacturers, he would almost want to dump it.

However, considering that Ruhrburg itself is not short of money, most of the civilians now have the means to make a living.So in the end, he limited the production of glass, produced some deliberately, and sold them to local businessmen, who brought Korbaf out.

But even so, the news of cheap glass in Kolbafruhrburg still spread like wildfire.

Merchants who are quite sensitive to the market have gathered in Korbaf, wanting to buy cheap glass.

But the things produced by the Korbaf factory have never been sold only to local businessmen.This is the default rule from the very beginning of the establishment of the factory, and the people in charge of the factory dare not break it at all.

As a result, some merchants who came here on the spur of the moment returned with disappointment, while others saw other specialties produced by Korbaf, such as Yuli’s honey-soaked Juliet in a rough porcelain jar that came out of nowhere. , the cheap ready-made clothes due to mass production, and even their strange red bricks, have been more or less taken away by these merchants-of course repurchased from local merchants.

Only glass!Only the glass, which they couldn't take away.

Obviously, everyone knows the value of glass.Other products are too ordinary, at best, the price is lower.Even if the local merchants brought Korbaf out, they would not make much money—although for ordinary small merchants, it was already a way to get rich.

So some local merchants are also willing to sell things to them directly in Korbav.

However, once the glass leaves Korbaf, the price will increase dozens of times or hundreds of times.No fool would sell glass in Korbaugh.

There are also some clever foreign businessmen who want to meet the owner of this land, trying to impress the other party with a lot of money, so as to obtain the special right to purchase glass.

But Yang Yuan, who regards money as dung, said - don't use dinars to insult my personality.

In Yang Yuanna's view, there is still a difference in the meaning of the world's dinar and RMB to him.He can't really feel the real value of the dinar. Of course, it would be completely different if it were replaced with a crystal nucleus. After all, he is now very dependent on the crystal nucleus.

But now he is not too short of crystal nuclei.Harold exchanged most of Ruhrburg's monthly income for crystal nuclei and handed it over to him.

"You can't lack crystal nuclei for a day. It's better to keep more. If one day the porcelain workshop can't continue, or porcelain is no longer popular in Simina, we can't earn so many dinars, Then you can at least have these crystal nuclei to support you." This was what Harold said when he handed over the space ring full of crystal nuclei.

Harold was such a man.Whatever he has, he will never be stingy with his friends.So when other people don't understand why Yang Yuan is so busy for Harold, only he knows in his heart that it is because Harold is the first one in this world to give him his heart and soul. people.

But even so, businessmen who wanted to buy glass still came to him persistently.When they found that Dinar couldn't impress the real master of the city, they brought all kinds of weird things to him.

Yang Yuan finally realized the feelings of the ancient emperors when they were presented with various treasures—everyday there are novelties waiting for him.

But although some of the things they brought were really interesting, Yang Yuan didn't intend to break this rule.

His ultimate goal in doing all this is to support Korbaf—of course, everyone on Fenori's land must be added now.As for the rest, he didn't bother to think about it.

So Arnold, who asked to see the lord, was also blocked by the gatekeepers of the castle outside the gate of Ruhrburg—the trick of pretending to be a priest and asking to meet the lord has been used to death.

Arnold stood dumbfounded outside the castle. For the first time, he was rejected by the nobles.

After Lancelot woke up that day, he stared blankly at the wristband that was placed aside for a long time.He still remembers the touch of his hands when they touched that piece of skin in the dream, and the pained and happy expression on the other party's face.

In the White Tower, he didn't really open his eyes very often, and he has only seen that person a few times so far.But in the dream, he could even clearly remember the position of the freckles on the other party's face, the way his brows were wrinkled, and the blush at the corners of his eyes when tears overflowed.

Thinking of this, Lancelot couldn't help taking a deep breath, but he still couldn't restrain his body that was getting hotter.He got a little irritable and stood up, hurried outside to take a shower again.

It wasn't until he calmed down completely that he came back to clean up the mess on the bed.

And at this moment he finally remembered that Renata also had green eyes.

When Molière laughed at him for being so dull that he was better than a ghoul, Renata would stare at Molière with her green eyes, mocking him for having a longer tongue than a ghoul.

She would also sit next to him while he meditated, staring blankly at him.Most of the time, there is a happy gleam in her eyes, but occasionally, when those green eyes become dark, she becomes strangely silent.

He had just come out of the Holy Land at that time, and he was insensitive to everything in the outside world, so he never thought about why Renata liked him.

And what he couldn't understand was why he had such a dream.

Renata and the man—

Lancelot closed his eyes, tried his best to put all the things about that person in his mind to the deepest part, and buried them.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes, frowned slightly and turned his head to look outside.

Eleanor knelt outside the Temple of the Holy One with some trepidation, but she was feeling in her heart that she didn't know who came up with the name of this temple, and it was really a good name.Holy one, the only saint.

In this case, how can there be a second living saint in this world?

Just as he was thinking, the door of the temple suddenly opened, and a tall figure in a plain white robe appeared in front of Eleanor, even covering the sunlight above his head.

"Get up, what do you want?" Lancelot looked at the silver-haired young man in front of him and asked expressionlessly.

Eleanor stood up neatly, but she was so nervous that she didn't even dare to lift her head, and her breathing was already a little short.He tried hard to suppress his beating heart, bowed his head respectfully and replied: "Dear Your Excellency the Punisher, we have received a message that His Excellency the Pope is preparing to resurrect other saints in order to divide your followers." .”

Lancelot's first reaction when he heard these words was to frown. Even the Holy Court a thousand years later is still full of this kind of interest competition.But then he suddenly realized, "Which saint does he want to resurrect?"

Eleanor was taken aback when he heard the words, but after thinking about it, he said: "The news came from Akawati. There is a Frama saint in the Akawati Temple. I am afraid the Pope wants to resurrect him." It's him."

He also knew about this Saint Lancelot of Frama.In the era he was in thousands of years ago, Flama had already appeared in the holy scriptures.But as far as he knew, apart from the eleven other saints who became part of the seal with him, none of the saints kept a complete body—even if they did, they were not vital bodies.

So how are they going to revive Frama?

In addition-

"After I left the sealing magic circle, how did you mend it?" Lancelot suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

Eleanor reacted very quickly. He quickly understood what Lancelot asked, and then he replied: "That happened almost 200 years ago. According to the records of the Inquisition, when you left, Then an elder guarding the temple took your place and temporarily stabilized the magic circle. Afterwards, many high priests in the holy court who specialized in magic circles quickly researched an alternative plan, and the pope at that time took out the holy card The Luowen power ring, under the blessing of the Battle of the Sage of Li, was placed in the magic formation and became the foundation of the formation."

Therefore, when Lancelot had just been resurrected, some people in the holy court even proposed to let him go back to become the formation base and replace the San Carlovin power ring.

Of course, such a voice disappeared after the sanction domain opened and shrouded the Holy One Temple for a month.

But Lancelot knew what the Holy Carlo's Ring of Power was.

The divine core—the same as the divine core in the twelve of them—appears to cut off the magic circle of the dual-world channel, and its formation base is the divine core.

"Is the magic array replacement diagram they researched at that time still there?"

"It's in the Temple of St. Vatican. If you want to see it, you can see it anytime." Eleanor replied respectfully, but she didn't understand what Lancelot wanted to do.

Lancerock just nodded his head, and didn't propose to look at it now, but only asked, "Does the Holy Court still have a divine core?"

Although Lancelot asked this question, he knew that the result would not be too optimistic when he thought that the pope even used the ring of power as the foundation of the formation.

really--

"God's core—you mean the crystal core?" Eleanor asked hesitantly.

"It is a crystal nucleus dug out of the body of the god," Lancelot said simply, "There is one in the ring of Saint Carlo, and there is also one in the pope's rod of justice, and there is one in the pope's crown." There's one more."

Eleanor finally looked up, and looked at Lancelot in shock as he said something that might stop everyone's heartbeat with a blank expression.

The crystal nucleus dug out from the body of the god?what godwhich god?And who dug it out?The god whose crystal nucleus has been dug out, what will happen to him?

And why did the Holy Court keep something that only a godslayer would have in his hand?

Does the Pope know?Does anyone know about the House of Elders?The other holy departments of the Cardinal Council and the faithful know that what their Pope wears on his head, what he holds in his hands and protects them from evil spirits are all crystals dug from the gods they believe in. Nuclear?

Looking at the blank expression of the person in front of him, Lancelot suddenly realized that the other party might have misunderstood.

He didn't know why the holy court wanted to hide these things, so that the current believers didn't even know about the divine core.

"That doesn't belong to any god we know, but the crystal nucleus of those primitive gods before the appearance of the Holy God Caientis." Lancelot didn't intend to say more, just said to him, "Find the god cores, the more the better, bring them to me - I will teach you the sacred magic of thousands of years ago, which will be much more powerful than what you are using now - if you want anything else, I can also Get it for you."

Apart from power and strength, they must have nothing else they want.

For thousands of years, human beings have lived too comfortably, and gradually even the skills of self-protection are almost forgotten.And the people in the holy court only care about internal consumption but forget that the seal cannot exist forever, and the devils are always coveting this rich continent.

Eleanor stood there digesting the information just received, until Lancelot finished explaining the matter and turned to leave, he saw the tall and strong back of the other party and the threatening manner exuding from his body, his heart suddenly thumped again He jumped up, and then he said: "So——besides the crystal nucleus, do you want anything else?"

Yes of course!Whatever you want?Even if you ask me to take out the crystal nucleus of God with my own hands, I will do it for you.As long as it is what you want, I will get it for you!

Lancelot didn't even look back, and disappeared before Eleanor's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Of course he won't be as stupid as before, leaving everything to one person to do.During this period of time, too many people came to him, and most of them wanted to get something from him, as long as they asked him, they could be used by him.

But he still doesn't know what he wants to do after his resurrection, and he doesn't want to meet these people who have nothing to do with him.

But now he understands that the Holy Spirit brought him back to life, not to punish him, but to give him a chance to make up for the mistakes he made and save those who died because of him.

Then, it was time to do what he was supposed to do.

For Arnold, there was never anything in this world that could force him to give up.Was he stupid when he was going to seminary and his parents wanted to send him to foster homes for a knightly education?Shit knight education!

So the seven-year-old Arnold secretly ran to the largest temple in the area, knelt down at the feet of the Holy God Cairntis devoutly, and became a priest apprentice under an ascetic monk.

Of course he cheated himself because of this.He did not expect that the apprentices of the ascetic monks would also become ascetic monks, which made him almost unable to grow up due to malnutrition.Fortunately, when he realized the pitfall, he quickly built a bridge for himself—persuading the ascetics to send him to the seminary.

And before he graduated from the seminary, the seminary also planned to send him to the sacred capital of Kunimia for further study, but in the end he still managed to return to the temple where the ascetic monks were, and staying by his side could at least persuade him to spend more time every day. eat a piece of bread.

But that damned Matisse!That greedy and evil Matisse!For the sake of the position of bishop, he bribed the superior diocesan bishop to transfer him to such a ghostly place!

What's even more abhorrent is that the owner of Ruhrburg even distributed the land belonging to the Saint Nitta Monastery to his nobles.Was he trying to starve the monks in the monastery?This greedy devil!

He must find him, educate him severely, and take back the land from him, no!It's more land, and more dinars!He will use these dinars to return to the original parish, and then urge the old guy to eat well, otherwise he will starve himself to death one day.

Thinking of this, Arnold is full of motivation.Then he wandered around Ruhrburg, trying to find out if there was a way to meet the lord.

He was dressed in a white robe, and he could be greeted by everyone wherever he went, and the people were so enthusiastic that he had to find a place to change his clothes - by the way, he also found that the clothes here were more expensive than he had been Anywhere is cheap - but he was still so distressed that his face changed.

Then the three found a bar and sat down, and Arnold also specially competed with someone for a table.There were also three people in the next row, looking dusty, and complaining: "The lord of Korbaff is too hard to see. I handed a lot of dinars to the guard at the gate, but he didn't want to pass on a message. .”

Arnold immediately pricked up his ears when he heard the words, and heard another person say, "He said let's go to the city hall to register and line up."

Arnold's eyes lit up, but he heard the other party say next: "But there are already hundreds of people queuing up to see the lord in the fucking city hall. But their lord only sees three a day. You said this line has to wait When will we go!"

After listening to the second half of the sentence, Arnold turned his head in disappointment, but saw the waiter at his table looking at him with a smile.

Arnold hesitated for a while, and then he took out three copper coins in his pocket, "A glass of ale."

The waiter looked at the three people present, then at the three copper coins, and then said, "Sorry sir, the cheapest ale we have here costs ten copper coins."

Arnold frowned when he heard the words, and didn't even bother to listen to the voice next door. He turned his head and argued with him: "I have traveled to so many cities, and there is no city where ale is so expensive. Ten copper coins? That ordinary How can people afford to drink?"

The waiter looked helpless, but he had met many people like this. After all, the ale in Kolbaugh was indeed much more expensive than in other places.So he just replied politely: "Sir, the cheapest ale here is indeed ten copper coins. This is a rule set by the lord, and we cannot violate it."

"Your lord still cares about this?" Arnold asked in disbelief.

"Yes, sir. The lord said that grain is very precious, and it cannot be used to make wine, but a part must be left as the ration of the poor. So he raised the price of wine, so that more people can't afford wine, but can eat it." Have a full meal." The waiter explained with admiration, and then said with a lot of pride, "Now we in Korbaf have no one who will be hungry. Everyone can afford bread and clothes. Clothes. You won’t be frozen to death in winter, and you can even buy them in summer