The farmer shouted a trumpet and directed the old oxen to pull the plow slowly across the field, leaving deep ravines in the land behind him.
"It's incredible!" Knight Charles Os, the eldest son and heir of the late Knight Divol Os, stared at the scene in front of him in rapt attention, admiring again and again, and finally said to the man next to him even if The thin man, who was wearing thick clothes even in the warm weather, said, "Lord Crick, you are truly the wisest man I have ever seen!"
Creek Keane smiled, coughed twice, and then said calmly: "This is nothing. It is the lord's bounden duty to let the farmers harvest more and make the people live a better life."
After the war a few months ago, he fell ill when he returned to his hometown. After inspection, it turned out that it was because he had mixed up in the battle between the Holy Spirit and the God's Envoy level, was lying down during the battle, and was cursed by divine power.
It is difficult to remove a curse of this level, either by holding a large-scale magic ceremony or by finding a few masters at the high priest level of a large church. Either way was beyond the capabilities of Baron Keen, so he could only stay sick and delay.
Fortunately, the person in charge of the Church of the Void Mask in Keen City happens to be a priest who masters the two fields of "life" and "healing". With his help, Creek's condition is at least stable, although his body is a bit It's weak, but at least it won't get worse.
Crick felt that this was enough. After experiencing that earth-shattering battle, he was lucky enough to still be able to talk and laugh like this. To pursue more... is a bit greedy.
He had witnessed with his own eyes the fall of a true god and the death of countless divine envoys. As for the deaths of mortals, they are simply too numerous to count. It is said that the Eagle Kingdom now even has a serious shortage of city defense guards. In comparison, he was just a little sick, a little weak, coughing and running a low fever from time to time, but what did it mean
Because he was "escaping from the battlefield" after all, he rarely appeared in front of others, and was said to be "bedridden". The title of Baron Keen has long been handed over to his sister Anna. Currently, he is like the mastermind in the story, hiding behind the scenes and promoting the development of Baron Keen.
Anna is naturally very happy that her brother can come back alive. Although not even one out of ten of the army that was destined to die can actually come back alive, and even the knight Divor died on the battlefield, but as long as her brother can come back, she will not be afraid of anything else. None of them care.
These days when her brother is away, the little girl who is barely supporting the family business is really exhausted physically and mentally. She never thought that being a baron was so hard, and she never thought that there were so many things to deal with. Even with the "Baron's Concise Manual" left by her brother as a reference, and even with the help of Leiden's housekeeper, she still felt dizzy. She often fell into bed after finishing her work and fell asleep without any manners until the second day. It's morning.
If Crick doesn't come back, maybe this little girl will grow up in hardship and eventually grow into a strong woman. But now that the big tree that can protect her from the wind and rain is back, she has naturally become a deer sleeping peacefully under the tree again, as long as she leaves everything to her brother.
In this regard, Crick could only smile helplessly.
My sister is not as greedy for power as in some bloody stories, which is certainly a good thing. But she is also the heir to a noble family after all! If something happens to him, what should the Keen family do
Although he is not really Crick Keane, since he has inherited the identity and legacy of this young baron, he has the obligation to shoulder the burden of the Keane family. In his work plan, he naturally also included training Anna Keen into a qualified heir.
… In the end he crossed this one out.
Rotten wood cannot be carved.
Rather than counting on this younger sister who is just ten years old after the New Year, why not get married and have children as soon as possible and seize the time to educate your children!
With this in mind, Creek held the wedding in a low-key manner, and the former maid Amy Wei, a girl with no outstanding talents except for her loyalty, became the former Baroness Keen.
Of course Amy Wei is very happy. Whether she can become a baroness or not is not important to her at all. What is important is that Master Creek likes her!
For a diehard who is simply brainwashed, there is nothing happier than this!
There is someone worthy of loyalty, and loyalty is to the person you love, and at the same time, you are still in love with yourself. The three joys overlap together, it is really a happy time like a dream!
Well, although after hearing her sigh, Creek secretly took the time to investigate to see if there were any Bai experts in his territory who needed to be found and killed, but it turned out that he was overly worried.
In his current state of being "bedridden", it is unlikely that he will meet any mistress. And with Amywei's average intelligence level of only a normal person, it is also very difficult to become a qualified bitchi. "White complexion" An expansion pack like "The Keen Family Storm" will never be staged.
What Crick really cares about now is not to be wary of the girl who might come out and yell "Why are you so skilled?" but to continue the agricultural reform that was interrupted because of his expedition.
Traditional farmers do not have the habit of farming. They sow seeds into the soil in spring, and then water a little when the soil is dry, or pull out a little weeds when there are too many weeds. Other than that, they basically There is nothing else to do, you can concentrate on herding sheep or doing something else.
In Crick's view, this approach is simply a tragedy!
Even if he is just an art student who is indifferent to the four limbs and the five grains, he still knows that this farming method is absolutely impossible!
So he started experimenting again, this time on farmland.
"Dig ditches in the farmland, then arrange the seeds one by one in the ditch, cover it with a little soil, and finally water it and wait for it to germinate?" Damwe, who heard his plan, helped him with the research. Master De frowned and said, "Isn't this too troublesome?"
"It's not too troublesome." Creek said with a smile, "This method, combined with the fertilizer I add to the fields in the fall, should be able to greatly increase the harvest."
"But... you said that the workload of this 'cultivated land' is too great." Master Damwede said, "Few farmers can complete this work before the sowing time is over."
Creek was stunned for a moment, and recalled carefully, and finally remembered that he should use a plow to plow the land.
Just, what to do with the plow
He really doesn't understand this.
He told Master Damweide his idea about the "plow". The wise magician also had no clue, so he gathered all the senior officials and professionals in the territory and held a special discussion. meeting.
At the discussion meeting, Nicholas and Thomas proposed two different design plans. Nikolai's design is more complicated and exquisite, and it feels very high-end at first glance; Thomas's design is a bit old-fashioned, but it seems to be acceptable.
After using magic to create the "plow" designed by the two people on the spot, even Thomas had to admit that what Nikola designed was better than what he designed. But considering the issue of production efficiency, Thomas' design ultimately prevailed.
... No way, the thing Nicholas designed took nearly five times as long to make and required magic power as the one designed by Thomas. What's worse is that even Thomas, the most powerful spellcaster in the entire territory, and Nicholas himself, who designed it, can't make it. The only ones who can make this thing are scholars, alchemists, and wizards. Master Damweide is one person.
In contrast, Thomas's design could be completed by an ordinary intermediate mage, and more than twenty designs were completed that day. On the fourth day, all the farmers in the territory received "ploughs", and either used manpower or Animal power began to "plow the fields".
That was a week ago, and now the farmland in the entire territory has basically been plowed. In many places, sowing and watering have even been completed, waiting for the seeds to germinate.
What Creek and Charles were looking at at the moment was almost the last field that had not yet been plowed. The owner of this field is a soldier who died in battle. The farmers and cattle currently plowing the field are all supported by the territory. This assistance will continue until his children grow up and can support the entire family.
"You are really a kind, kind and humane lord." Seeing the soldier's wife and her children carefully planting seeds, and then the skilled farmers sent by the territory to help them cover the soil and water them, Charles couldn't help but sigh, " I never thought that there would be a nobleman in the world who cares about the common people like you!"
"Haha, aren't you also a noble yourself?" Creek said with a smile, "Both you and your father are both people who care about the common people."
Speaking of his father, Ciel looked slightly sad, but there was a light of longing in his eyes.
"Father... is the hero I admire. If I want to be like him, I still have a lot to learn!"
Creek patted his shoulder and nodded slightly, remembering the bloody battle with Divol.
When did that guy Divol fall down
Is it when you rush into the enemy's lines? Is it time to stand your ground? Was it when he was involved in the war between the Legion of God? Is it time to charge with the Holy Spirit? Or when the angels disappeared and were besieged
He tried hard to remember, but he couldn't think clearly.
The memory of that battle is both clear and vague. He clearly remembered the tragic battle, the blood, the collision of weapons, the screams, roars, despair, anger and fear, but he could no longer remember many details. It has obviously only been a while, but the pages of memory have already begun to fade.
After pondering for a while, he finally sighed secretly.
In any case, Divol must have rushed towards the enemy line with him. Based on this alone, you are worthy of being a warrior!
"The dead are gone, but the living will continue to work hard." He looked up into the distance, and many wild flowers were blooming in the spring breeze. "Divall laid the foundation for this land. You will definitely be able to Keep building on the foundation he laid."
"Um!"
"Do better than him and carry forward the Os family from generation to generation!"
"Um!"
"I will continue to work hard, Divol, Spencer... and those brave soldiers. Thanks to them, I can stand here alive. If I don't work hard enough, I will have no shame to see them after death. …”
Creek looked up at the blue sky and smiled.