Mage Joan

"Your family runs a large farm with its own mill, winery and sugar factory. It does not cost much to process corn. It is a way of making money for export trade. Other small farms and self-cultivation farmers do not have such convenient conditions. It’s hard to make a few years of selling corn at a low price."

Rebecca is compassionate.

"Don't be so pitiful, your family is not a big planter..."

"I'm just talking about things, there is no meaning to criticize anyone, don't be so sensitive, OK!"

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong." Thomas raised his hand and surrendered. "In fact, the biggest headache is not that the price of corn is lower, but that too much corn is planted, and a lot of workers have to be hired when harvesting."

"In this season, every household is harvesting crops, and the employment cost of agricultural workers is at least twice that of usual. Even if you are willing to spend money, you may not be able to hire skilled agricultural workers. If the weather turns cold, it will rain a few more times. I am afraid Many corns are too late to harvest, so they will rot in the ground!"

Seemingly aware of the low atmosphere, Thomas quickly changed the subject.

"Don't talk about these boring things, Joanne, you count yourself, how many times have I invited you to come to my house as a guest? Your boy is good, every time he is happy to promise his mouth, and he will find excuses to evade on weekends, which is not enough Friends!"

"Joan didn't deliberately shirk. He would go to Vernon Mountain to read a book as usual on weekends, and he would also accompany Mr. Vaasa to my house for dinner. He really couldn't find time." Rebecca justified Joan.

Joan smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to take over the topic.

Thomas cleared his throat and then said: "Student Rebecca, I am not targeting you. I just have a little suggestion. I hope you can adopt it."

"What the **** do you want to say?" Rebecca stared at him alertly, "Straight talk, less circle!"

"Cough, that's it. Look, it's not too early. We haven't had lunch yet. Instead of rushing to get hungry, we should go to my house to eat nearby. Afterwards, Sister Meow, Achi and Teacher Benny lived there. My family has it. Of course, compared to the estate of Lord Castis, my family is a little more rustic. Fortunately, it is closer to the city and it is convenient to ask for news. What do you think?"

"If Sister Meow, A Chi and Teacher Benny are willing to stay in your house for a while, I will certainly not object." Rebecca smiled and pulled the sleeves of Joan, "Master Thomas treats, we will all go to his house today at noon Eat, anyway, this guy is very generous, so you don’t have to be polite with him!"

Joan nodded and looked at Edward and Martin: "You also come together. After lunch, I still have one important thing to discuss with everyone."

"It's okay, but I suspect Thomas is not well-intentioned, and after eating his family's food, he has to help him harvest corn later."

Edward made a serious joke and succeeded in amusing all the people including Thomas.

In this joyous atmosphere, Mercedes-Benz's carriage suddenly slowed down, and Bobby exclaimed from the window.

"Young, young master! I almost hit a person!"

"Almost hit, that's not hit? Let the **** who doesn't have long eyes walk away quickly, don't delay us on the way!" Thomas shouted angrily.

"But...Master, the man is lying on the side of the road, covered in blood, and wearing a uniform like me, looks like a slave of our Chap family." Bobby replied timidly.

Thomas's face changed slightly and he jumped out without thinking. Joan was relieved, and immediately jumped off the carriage. After walking a few steps forward, he saw a man in a gray linen jacket fell down on the side of the road. A three-inch wound was split in the back, and the blood that oozed out was red. Half body.

Thomas quickly ran to the man and found that he had fallen into a coma. He gently lifted his face and glanced, unable to exclaim: "It's Pete! My serf!"

Joan approached Pete’s back and said to Thomas, “It looks like a knife wound.”

"Pete is an honest person, never involved in fights and other things, how could someone be slashed from behind?" Thomas frowned.

"Treat him first, and then wake up to find out what happened." Joan turned back to the carriage and called Rebecca to help.

Rebecca was hesitating to get out of the car. Hearing Joan's call, he quickly raised the skirt and planned to jump off the carriage.

Xiao Miao raised her hand to signal her not to worry, first jumped off the carriage by herself, turned around in front of the door, and reached out to Rebecca.

"Thank you sister meow."

Rebecca gratefully took the hand that Catwoman handed over, and she got out of the car half-hugged.

Teachers Edward, Martin, Achi and Benny could not sit still, and then got out of the car one after another and surrounded them in front of the injured comatose farmer.

Rebecca looked at the wound on Pete's back, raised his hand to hold the holy symbol, chanted the prayers praising the "Queen of Cause and Effect" Timus, and the white and slender fingers gently touched Pete's back, a warm and soft light. Injecting her fingertips into the other person's body is like erasing a pen mark with an eraser, and instantly heals the wound.

Pete rolled over with a groan, waking up from a coma, his suddenly enlarged eyes were full of fear, and his instinctive struggling violently.

"Don't be afraid, it's me!" Thomas held the young farmer's shoulder.

Pete was stunned, seeing the face in front of him, struggling to get up quickly, and bowing deeply to his master.

"Pete, what happened to the injury on your back?" Thomas asked.

The farmer's face was horrified again, and he glanced back to confirm that no one was catching up before stuttering and said to Thomas: "Master, it's not good! Scarecrow... The scarecrows are all crazy, holding a sickle, and seeing people. Just cut!"

"Don't panic!" Thomas patted his shoulder. "With me here, no one can hurt you! Make it clear, what scarecrow is crazy?"

"Of course it is the living scarecrow in the field!"

"I have long felt that these monsters are not credible, even if they usually drive away birds and beasts, but the servant masters would like to install them with sickles and let them go to the field to harvest corn!"

"The man in charge, what nonsense ‘Activate the Scarecrow’ is harder, harder, and more capable than us big-time farmers who have worked all their lives, and they don’t need to eat or drink.

"The gods are on top, I have said that these monsters are dangerous, but no one listens to me..."

Pete talked and couldn't help getting excited.

Thomas had to interrupt his shouts and confirmed again: "You mean those activated scarecrows harvesting corn in the field are crazy and still slashing you with a sickle?"

"Yes, Master! Those monsters cut off when they see people, like a group of crazy demons!"

Pete's facial muscles twitched violently in extreme fear.

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