Lord of Rot

Chapter 85 Pray to the Lord

"There are not enough people!"

Li Qi didn't know how many times he said these words.

At present, the task of continuing to study self-heating can only be handed over to the little lame leg, allowing him to play freely.

And because Little Lame discovered the self-heating use of quicklime, he rewarded him with a silver moon.

Although Li Qi knew about self-heating, he didn't think of it because there were too many things going on at the time, and he would not take the credit from his subordinates. The first person in this world to propose the concept of self-heating was Little Lame.

The newly planned land outside the castle is being cleared.

It is still the mobilization of all available forces, and a large amount of money is distributed. Naturally, a large number of people rush to work.

Even some civilians in the porcupine collar had an idea. It would be great if they could work for the lord all the time and not farm the land. Farming only earns a little money a year. Working with the lord can earn more than farming.

But they also know that this is impossible. The porcupine collar can be built for half a year, but is it possible to cover it without stopping for one, two, or three years?

The crops in the fields are also growing, and the work is not delayed, so I can earn two jobs.

In fact, Li Qi was already thinking about the demolition of Maitian Village.

With the location close to the castle as the center, the messy wheat field village looks really unpleasing to the eye, like a big mole on a beautiful woman's face.

It's just that there are still a lot of constructions that have not been completed, and the land is enough, so there is no need to spend more money on demolition.

Not only is the life of the common people getting better and better, but the living standards of the slaves are also improving.

The hometown of the little gazelle is Flying Valley, which is not a barren place. People will domesticate falcons, use falcons to hunt, catch fish, and sometimes climb to the cliffs to pick precious herbs or find precious minerals. The adults lead the way.

She forgot how she became a slave. Every day she was either whipped or on the road, walking from one place to another, expecting someone to buy her, but she was afraid that she would be bought and died in the abuse.

One by one companions were thrown on the side of the road because of illness, dug holes and buried them casually, or thrown to wild dogs and wolves.

Maybe I'm next.

Numb on the road, numbly shuttling in Lurea continent.

Sometimes when passing by a place, children would point at her and yell slaves, and would throw stones at her, and if they were injured, they could not cry out for pain.

Until she and the other slaves were bought by a young merchant, whom she heard being called "Lucky Boy", it is said that he was very lucky to take his life, and maybe she was just as lucky... and those who died Good luck compared to fellow slaves on the road.

'Lucky boy' Joe told the slaves, including the little gazelle, that they would go to a land full of hope, full of food, and no death, and work for a benevolent and kind lord.

How could there be such a lord.

Nobles are the claws of a falcon, the teeth of a crocodile, the iron hooves of a horse, and the thunder of a rainy day.

Sharp and terrifying, bloody and cruel, but absolutely not benevolent.

The sharp claws would grab the slaves and tear them apart.

Those teeth would bite the slaves until they were bleeding.

That iron hoof would trample on the slaves until their stomachs were gutted.

The thunderbolt would rain down on the slaves, chop them up into a pile of dung, and then let the rain sweep them into the dirt, never to be seen again.

Then tell the slaves to stop being slaves in the next life, but she doesn't want to die yet, she's only 15 years old!
No matter how beautiful it is, the slaves still have to travel, and if someone gets sick, they will be left behind.

'Lucky Boy' Joe was a bit beyond the little gazelle's expectations. He was different from others. He said that the slaves are the property of the lord. If the slaves are exhausted, they can stop and rest. You don't have to chase unnecessary time. Instead of rushing on and on.

At least no one died on the road, which is nice.

Then they arrived at Porcupine Collar, where there were already many slaves, but the little gazelle didn't expect the slaves to live so happily, and this group of people looked very unslaved.

She was sorted into the girls' dormitory.

Men and women live separately here. In fact, everyone doesn't care about that, but this subtle change is very surprising.

The rooms are clean and are checked regularly.

Slaves had to be bathed regularly, and someone would check on them too.

The little gazelle met a little girl named "sister" who liked her brother very much. By the way, her brother was also a slave.

From here, life becomes beyond the imagination of the little gazelle.

She can eat enough food, can drink hot soup with oily flakes, and even the cripple who manages the slaves says that everyone can get work points as long as they work hard.

work points?I have enough to eat and drink, so why do I need work points?
It turned out that I didn't care about the food.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as kindness.

The little gazelle was working numbly, but when she took the sign with work points to exchange things, she was stunned, and even wanted to cry.

The work points earned by her work can be exchanged for 5 black bread!

The other party asked her if she wanted to change to just one, but the little gazelle shook her head. She was afraid that the lord would repent, so she exchanged all her work points for black bread.

That night she held the black bread and didn't dare to sleep well. She was afraid that other people would snatch it, but no one snatched it at all. Everyone was full and lay on the bed to sleep.

The work points have not been cancelled. In the next few days, the black bread was a little hard to swallow. After eating the black bread, the little gazelle decided to save up the work points and use it slowly.

Such a good day!

A feeling that hadn't been seen for a long time came to her heart, which changed her numb and dry heart.

When going to sleep at night, everyone will pray to the gods they believe in. Flying Valley believes in the Eagle God, and she also believes that her current life is a gift from God, and the Eagle God can't bear her to continue to suffer.

Later, the work points changed, not only for black bread, but also for a limited number of eggs.

For this reason, a group of people want to compete for it, but it is limited, and those who have not bought it have the right of first refusal, which is a mouthful. Generally speaking, the little gazelle got an egg. After eating that egg, it was very fishy and very happy!

Porcupine collars always have more work to do.

Build roads, build roads.

Sometimes even the repaired roads would be dug up and rebuilt. Someone must be trying to cheat the lord of his money. She felt sorry for that kind lord.

But then she learned that the handsome man who often rode was the lord, and he looked so young and handsome.

Building a house, digging ditches, knocking stones, sawing wood, planing sand, and picking up excrement, she can't be free, but she thinks it's not bad.

Until that day, the younger sister told her that her brother might become the lord's squire.

The little girl is so naive, do you know what a knight retinue is?That is someone who is qualified to become a nobleman in the future, a slave who wants to become a nobleman?Haha, funny, although she couldn't laugh.

The lord may be kind enough, but a slave is a slave.

The day will soon come when the little gazelle's mind will be changed.

It is quite common for a female slave to have a relationship with a man in the territory, but I heard that the lord was very angry and held a trial. The trial Lord Glenn asked the female slave what she thought, and if she was willing to marry a man, she would Let a man take her as his wife, and let him pay her back as a slave.

If she did not, the man would be punished, and the female slave would receive a sum of compensation.

Is it different who a woman marries?Nobody wants to be a slave if they have the chance to be a prostitute.

The female slave married the man as a matter of course and got rid of her slave status.

Little Gazelle still remembered that there was a long heated discussion in the dormitory that night. Several aunties said that they wanted to hook up with civilians. They showed off their big flat buttocks and said that no one could hold them.

The fact is not as imagined, if it's just for fun, the men are extremely happy.

But if you have to marry, you have to spend a lot of money for it. Men will fear female slaves like snakes and scorpions. She doesn't know if the aunts can show their abilities. If she does that, she doesn't know how to seduce at all.

At an unknown date, the little gazelle discovered that some people quietly changed the object of prayer, no longer to their god, but to the porcupine lord.

The younger sister told the little gazelle one day that her brother had really become the lord's servant, and even said that he could redeem himself in the future, as long as he had enough money.

The work points definitely cannot be used for redemption, that is to use the lord's property to buy the lord's private property, so the slaves cannot redeem themselves.

The little gazelles are very envious and bless each other.

The lord is really different, but no one will redeem her, she is still a slave.

But the younger sister took the initiative to say that after she redeemed herself in the future, she would work hard to make money, and then lend money to the little gazelle to redeem herself.

She couldn't help hugging her sister, thanking her from the bottom of her heart.

The future is full of hope.

Maybe one day I can live in a beautiful house, walk on neat and level streets, occasionally go to the square to listen to bards sing about Baron Lizzie Clarence, or go to the beach to enjoy the sea breeze.

A corner of her skirt will be lifted by the sea breeze, maybe at that time she will imitate the imaginary noble lady pressing her skirt with her hands and smiling.

Tonight, it is prayer time again in the female dormitory.

The little gazelle dragged its tired body, clasped its hands together, and the object of her prayer had changed from the falcon god to the lord of the porcupine collar.

(End of this chapter)