Chapter 200, What Is Mercy?

As soon as they saw the carriage, the eyes of the people at the door almost turned blood red. They waved their dirty hands and kept insulting and cursing the guys who came out to deliver the goods. It could be seen that if there were no sergeants present, these people would It is very likely that they will rush forward and snatch all the black bread on the carriage.

At this time, the owner of the shop came out. He was a middle-aged man with a few strands of white hair, deep-set eye sockets, a big hooked nose and yellow skin, which made him not look like a local. He was not tall enough. He was only about 1.7 meters tall, and the burden of body and mind seemed to have crushed him. He signaled the guys to move faster and not delay.

As soon as the shopkeeper appeared, there were crazy curses from the crowd.

"Cavendish is a technical craftsman from Estalia. He has good craftsmanship and can make a lot of things. About fifteen years ago, he came to Fogler to work for the knight lord here. Count Le is a craftsman." Francois said to Ryan: "After working for the lord here for almost ten years, Count Vogler saw that Cavendish was getting old, so he understood his hard work and allowed He only works three hours a day, and the rest of the time he can stay at home and rest."

The knight lords attach great importance to this kind of craftsman who comes to him with excellent skills. Ryan is not surprised by this. Instead of letting the craftsman be exhausted in his position, it is better to let him train more apprentices to take over. Longevity, the lord is happy, and he is also happy.

"But Cavendish is a restless person, so he decided to open a shop. On the one hand, he can make some money, and on the other hand, he can reunite with his family." Francois saw those gray-haired old people and old people All the women crowded at the door of the shop, with disgust flashing in their wise eyes: "But as you know, Ryan, in this country, the living standards of the serfs are not good. Maybe in your territory and mine, the serfs can guarantee There is food and clothing, and you can kill a chicken during the Chinese New Year, but in other territories with ten taxes and nine taxes, the life of serfs is much more difficult."

"In a very cold winter not long after the shop opened, an old lady came to his door, took out some copper coins, and wanted to buy a little bread. Cavendish saw that she was hungry and cold, and out of kindness, he gave her Ginger soup and bread were offered to feed her, and that's how it all started."

"Cavendish began to notice the plight of the serfs. Many old serfs were starving because they were unable to work. So he, who believed in the goddess of mercy, Salia, made a decision. He decided to go to the town of Vogler The old serfs distributed free black bread, and the poor serfs and residents over the age of fifty-five registered with Earl Vogler can come to his shop to receive black bread."

"That's a good deed." Ryan nodded. He noticed that many old people and old women came out with bread bags, but it was different from Ryan's imagination. There was no grateful expression on the faces of these people, but they were all at ease and taken for granted. .

"Oh~ Ryan,

keep listening to me. "Francois continued: "Of course the serfs are very happy about this kind of good thing, so the old serfs began to come to receive black bread from Cavendish. The news that a shop gave away free black bread spread like wildfire, and townspeople and serfs from nearby towns also came to the door repeatedly, and even some serfs in their prime began to come to ask for it. Cavendish didn't pay much attention to it, so every time he Hundreds of black bread are sent every month. Not only that, but on holidays, Cavendish will also send gingerbread to the temple of the goddess of mercy. "

"This is the story, Ryan, do you think this is a story full of compassion and kindness? Cavendish made a heart-warming move?" Francois laughed, but his smile was very cold.

Ryan raised his head, and many old people who received the bread bags were leaving with peace of mind, while the serfs and townspeople who did not receive them were still cursing crazily. If there were no sergeants to maintain order, maybe they would fight and overturn the shop up.

He understood a bit: "After that, Cavendish's starting point may be good, but people are always greedy and can't be satisfied. He can relieve some people, but he can't relieve everyone. He can fill some. The belly of a serf, but he is destined to be impossible to change the status quo."

"That's right, that's exactly the case. Not only did Cavendish not get the gratitude of the serfs for his hard work, he didn't even give false thanks." Francois stared coldly at the door of the shop.

After the free black bread was delivered, there were always some people who didn't get it, so these people used the craziest and most vicious curses and insults to vent all their hatred and dissatisfaction, and then left cursing.

"What Cavendish's kindness received was not gratitude, but insults. Two months after the bread was delivered, the serfs crazily insulted the southerner, calling him a despicable thief, because Cavendish did not He told the serfs that he was responsible for the money for the bread. The serfs heard the news from somewhere that Cavendish took the relief food provided by the lord and Ms. Mercy for himself, and then divided the poor one Give them some."

"This kind of speech soon won the support of the vast majority of people, so many serfs began to come to the door, asking Cavendish to supply him with all the black bread from the beginning of the distribution of black bread to the present, and some serfs said that they did not want black bread. Bread, just give him the money."

"Cavendish is a craftsman, and he has to live. Naturally, he can't satisfy the growing appetite of these people. After all, the black bread he can supply for free is limited."

"So everyone's malice towards him gradually intensified. Almost everyone insulted him and asked him to spit out the relief food he had swallowed. Sometimes the free bread was distributed, and the serfs who didn't get it would rush into the store to loot it. What to grab, and plausibly say that this is what you deserve, it was given to us by the lady, sometimes the carriage did not deliver the free bread in time, and the serfs even smashed open the door of the shop, went in and smashed it, even Cavendish's life Many serfs who did not get the bread tried to break into his house and beat the windows of his house with stones, and his wife and three children were insulted by many people."

Ryan's eyes were burning with anger, and he clenched his fists: "It's really not worth it, not worth it at all, by the way, isn't the earl here going to take care of these things?"

Francois nodded: "Of course, the Earl was very angry when he learned about this incident. Dozens of serfs were hanged or impaled to death with stakes. At the same time, the Earl sent soldiers to protect Cavendish's shop. , but also to protect his personal safety."

"It's just that this kind of behavior further angered the serfs. The serfs thought that Cavendish was a complete scum and scum. With the protection of the sergeant, they no longer dared to do anything, but the insults and insults intensified."

"Faced with this situation, Cavendish decided not to remain silent. He still insisted on his good deeds, and he also decided to tell the truth that he was responsible for the black bread. He knew that the serfs would not believe him, so he In front of everyone in the center of town, he told everyone why he did it, because his grandfather was once a glorious Estalia knight, and he I hope that the glory of chivalry can be carried forward..."

"Hehehe~" Ryan shook his head with a sneer: "It's time to come out and explain. How could these people believe him? If they agree with him, wouldn't that be tantamount to admitting their mistakes? Wouldn't they feel ashamed?"

"Exactly, even with the help of the priestesses of the Goddess of the Lake and the Goddess of Mercy, the residents of Vogler still refuse to believe Cavendish's remarks. They think that Cavendish's grandfather must have committed some heinous crime. He wants to get their forgiveness in this way, or he wants to attract the lady's attention in this way, in short, no matter how Cavendish explains, they only have three words, no, accept, accept."

"At the same time, these serfs are still eating the free black bread sent by Cavendish with peace of mind, and continue to scold Cavendish for being despicable and petty. Cavendish is still insisting on his good deeds."

"That's the story I'm going to tell you, Lane."

The young champion of God's Choice fell into silence and couldn't speak for a long time. The Duke looked at him calmly, and at the same time motioned for the peasant woman to have another bowl. This shows that the Holy Grail Knight thinks his stew is delicious! Don't worry about not being able to sell it in the future!

"I think I understand what you mean, my Duke." After a long silence, Ryan said.

"Among the eight virtues of chivalry, compassion is a very important virtue. We need to be sympathetic to the people. We need to understand that it is their hard work and tax payment that can make Brittania a country of knights. Knights have Money, has the ability to defend the country and get rid of production." Francois ate the stew, and then said to Ryan: "But this does not mean that we must ensure that every serf is fed, we must ensure that everyone All desires are satisfied, mercy is bestowed by knights, if we don’t give it to them, they can’t come to grab it.”

"Ryan, you and I understand that this country is in decline, that serfdom is teetering on the brink, and we need to change, but like the Cavendish thing, there are some things you can't rush, and some things we don't just Change little by little, and let them understand that this is our gift, our mercy, and we may take it away at any time."

"We fought on horseback, guarding this country from the threats of greenskins, vampires, chaos, beastmen and other evil beings. They worked hard to farm and pay taxes. We shed blood. We never owed them anything. Facing threats, knights Never shirk responsibility, step on the horse, raise the lance, the knights fight for the people, for the kingdom, for the glory, and for the ladies."

"This is mercy, not encouraging serfs to rebel. Remember, Ryan, greed is nature. You and I can overcome this with the guidance and teaching of the lady, but how many Holy Grail knights are there? Make up Britannia 98% or more of the main force of the knights are knights who have failed or have not passed the Holy Grail test. The gap between ideal and reality has ruthlessly shattered the dreams of most knights, bringing heavy burdens and pains to knights virtually. "Francois's deep eyes flashed with wisdom: "From your behavior, I guessed what you want to do, and you have controlled it very well, but I still want to advise you, you must be cautious, Otherwise you will be fighting against the vast majority of knights in the entire kingdom."

Ryan only felt a kind of warmth lingering in his heart. He understood that Francois was reminding him, and the Duke himself used this story as a basis to teach him how to deal with things.

The chosen champion of the Fairy of the Lake stood up, and he solemnly bowed to François, Duke of Winford: "I have been taught, my Duke, your language is like a lady's teaching, and it makes me look brand new! For the management of the territory , I will be more cautious."

"Hahaha, how can I stand shoulder to shoulder with a lady." Francois was very happy to see Ryan listened, and he patted Ryan on the shoulder one after another: "There is no need to be too alienated between us, Ryan, Just treat me as your elder."

"Thank you, my lord duke." Ryan just sat down, and he sighed: "You are right, people are always greedy, there is white bread besides black bread, and beef on top of chicken and duck meat, The serfs have never listened to the teachings of the lady, and those who can understand virtue are a minority after all, and the generosity that everyone has does not make the serfs grateful, and only serfs who show outstanding performance are eligible for promotion."

"That's the reason." Francois nodded again and again: "People's expectations will change in your generosity and giving. Serfs have not received enough education, and they are easily converted subconsciously. Concept, from what we give to what they deserve, the process can be very short.”

"It seems that these villagers are so stubborn that they refuse to believe even the Lady's Order and the Church of the Goddess of Mercy came out to testify. If Wendish pays for it himself, it means that he is at fault and guilty, and he can no longer eat free black bread with peace of mind."

Ryan sighed: "Exactly, so the serfs would subconsciously accuse Cavendish of a crime, smear his reputation, and doubt his motives, so this happened, the serfs would not be willing to admit their mistakes anyway, On the contrary, as long as there is any conspiracy theory, they will subconsciously agree with it and then believe it.”

After thinking about it, Ryan suddenly smiled and said, "Why don't you ask Suria and Yuli to come to the class together? I think they need it too."

Francois laughed loudly: "Yulie is too much like me when I was young. He only has horses and lances in his heart, fighting and honor. I teach him these things now, but he doesn't listen to them. As for Suria... her age Too young, teaching her these things now will do more harm than good, only you, Ryan, you are mature enough."

At this moment, a figure wrapped in a black robe escaped from the crowd and entered an alley, attracting the eyes of Ryan and Francois, Ryan whispered: "There is something wrong with that person, in this In this season, he was dressed too thinly and wrapped too tightly."

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