I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 317 Land
Somewhat slowly and carefully,

The editor-in-chief of Ayer Press, who read the introduction and beginning of "The Ordinary and the Great", read the manuscript almost line by line.

This is probably indeed a serious work, and contrary to what he hoped, it is a relatively heavy, depressing and serious work.

However, it was well written.

The idea of ​​being an editor flashed through my mind,

Immediately afterwards, just immerse yourself in the content of this work as a reader.

The author's sophisticated and appropriate sentences perfectly advance the story in the book,
The editor-in-chief attracted to Al Publishing, immersed in the story, unwilling to lift his head from the book.

from the beginning,
Little Hoth and the appearance of Little Hoth's father Medioc.

When Medioc went out to work in the fields, he was knocked down by a passing knight on the road.

Because it blocked the way of the knight, offended the majesty of the gods, and violated the laws of the church.

He was sentenced to pay ten silver coins, and at the same time, on the grounds that Medioc's belief was not pious enough, it was announced that Medioc's soul could not return to heaven.

For offending the knights of the church, offending the gods and the Lord,

Medioc, who became a sinner, was not cured, and finally survived for half a day amidst the prayers of the people around him, and finally died of excessive blood loss.

Even before his death, Little Hoss, his son, couldn't really get close to his father,

Not only the people around him, but even his father Medioc himself, even when he was dying, still remembered his piety and suffered from the fact that he could not return to heaven.

When seeing Medioc's death,
The editor-in-chief of Ayer Publishing has a strange feeling,

The editor-in-chief, who was immersed in the story, naturally became angry with the arrogant, domineering and cruel knight,

As a knight, how can you do this?

The editor-in-chief is also a person with religious beliefs, because his mother is, so naturally he grew up in such an environment.

However, his education level is not low, so this kind of belief is actually very weak.

You let him spend certain festivals, and he can still accept it.

You say you're going to make him die for it, and he thinks he can switch religions.

Seeing this, the editor-in-chief of Ayer Publishing turned back to the previous introduction,
Read the introduction of "The Ordinary and the Great" again,
"White demons fell from the sky..."

Check out the profile again.

The editor-in-chief paused, turned back to the place he saw just now, and continued to look down.

Soon, I got rid of the strange emotions just now and immersed myself in the story.

further down,
The editor-in-chief pulled up his trouser legs after seeing Little Hoss running home,
The scene with a drop of blood on the ankle.

Little Hoss in the book has fear and anxiety in his eyes,
It was just what his father and the surrounding villagers repeatedly imposed on him before his death.

Those who approach sinners will be angered and abandoned by the gods.

And the young Hoss obviously didn't understand this.

But the painful appearance of Medioc's father who died as a sinner before his death, and the appearance of being surrounded by constant prayers but unwilling to save his father, the appearance of taboos,
All of this fear and anxiety were deeply imprinted on Little Hoss.

And reading this novel,
The editor-in-chief, who was completely immersed in the story, couldn't help being surprised when he saw this scene.

What will happen to Little Hoss?What should Little Hoss do?
This is the editor's first reaction,

Immediately afterwards, the editor-in-chief came back to his senses,
What to do, I am like the people in the book.

It's just a drop of blood spattered on his father's body, and it has nothing to do with offending the Lord and the gods.

And could his father really be considered a sinner?
This drop of blood can't be wiped away...

The editor-in-chief came to his senses and thought,

Just thinking about it, he couldn't help but paused, and fell silent.

After a while of silence, the editor-in-chief continued to read.

……

In the text, the plot continues to advance.

Leaning back against the door of his own room, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the little Hoss with a drop of blood on his ankle,

Trembling all over, with fear and anxiety on his face,

He didn't know what to do, he seemed to have offended the gods,

The drop of blood on the ankle was like an abyss, sucking all the strength from his body,

It made Little Hoss tremble, leaning against the wall limply, and shrinking to the ground a little bit.

That drop of blood had already dried up and soaked his stockings,

Eyes wide open, watching, Little Hoss trembled, opened his mouth wide, sucked in air, but seemed to be panting,

Is this God's punishment?

Will I also become a sinner like my father, lying on the ground and dying in fear and pain?

Am I doing something wrong?host?

"...Little Hoss, Kid Hoss? Are you in the house?"

At this time, a voice sounded outside the door of the house where Little Hoss was leaning against.

Little Hoss was startled suddenly, and he shuddered. He didn't know where the strength came from, and he got up from the ground all at once.

Don't let other people see it!

This was Little Hoss's first reaction. The surrounding residents and neighbors who were familiar with him in daily life, and the scene of chanting prayers around his father was still deeply imprinted in his mind.
Terrified, Little Hoss ran towards the house at once.

He took off his trousers and threw them on the floor and under the bed.

correct!The blood just stained my clothes, not me. I am not a sinner!
Little Hoss thought so, but still stuffed his trousers under the bed.

"Hoss, are you in the house? I seem to have seen you come back just now."

The shouting outside the house sounded again,

This time, Little Hoss opened the door.

"...Little Hoss, what are you doing in the house?"

The people outside the house asked, and then looked at Little Hoss,

Seeing Little Hoss lowered his head and remained silent, the people outside the house were also silent for a while,

Stretched out his hand and touched little Hoss's head,
"...Little Hoss, I'm sorry that your father just left like this."

"But I think Medioc will eventually be forgiven by the Lord and return to His side."

Little Hoss raised his head, and in front of him was his neighbor Mrs. Milia, who was carrying a bamboo basket.

She was a very kind person, and it was she who came back to tell Little Hoss the news that his father had been knocked down by a passing knight.

"Really?"

Little Hoss looked at Mrs. Milia and asked.

"I think so. Even though your father is dead, Little Hoss can still pray for the Lord's forgiveness on your father's behalf."

Milia comforted Little Hoss,
Then he looked left and right, and handed over the bamboo basket in his hand,

"You probably haven't had lunch yet. You're hungry. There's some bread here. You can eat it."

Little Hoss raised his head, looked at Milia, and at the few slices of black bread in the bamboo basket,

Then he stretched out his hand to pick it up, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

From morning to now, it was almost evening, and Little Hoss hadn't eaten anything all day.

Except for Melia who came here at this moment, no one cared whether he had eaten.

"Thank you...thank you, Mrs. Milia."

"Drink some water, don't choke."

Mrs. Milia smiled and handed over a bowl of water,
Little Hoss, who was a little choked while eating the bread, stretched out his hand, took the water bowl, and drank it in big gulps.

"Thank you, thank you, Mrs. Milia."

Little Hoss finished his bread, thankful,

Mrs. Milia just shook her head with a smile.

"Go to rest early after eating. Sleeping will heal a lot of pain."

"Um……"

"Mrs. Milia, what's wrong with your face?"

Little Hoss raised his head. Milia had some rough skin on her face, with some bruises and wounds.

"...it's okay."

Milia was stunned for a moment, Little Hoss was the first person to care about the wound on her face recently.

Then Milia stretched out her hand again and stroked Little Hoss's hair.

Little Hoss looked at Melia, then ran back into the house,

Holding a small bag, filled several bowls of flour mixed with bran, ran out, and handed it to Milia.

"Mrs. Milia, here, thank you for the bread, this is my return gift."

"thanks……"

Milia paused, took it, and walked back to her room.

Little Hoss watched, and Mrs. Milia walked away, and then returned to the house.

Looking at the empty and quiet room, Little Hoss sat down by the door,

The previous fear was temporarily buried in my heart,

Some other emotions resurfaced.

His father left...

Even if his father was judged a sinner by the knights of the Church,
But it was still his father.

When leaving in the morning,
His father also told him that when he came back at noon or afternoon,
Will cook pea gravy for him.

Facing the quiet, empty room, Little Hoss squatted on the ground.

……

Seeing this, the editor-in-chief of Ayer Press already has many emotions lingering in his heart.

He couldn't help thinking about what little Hoss should do next, and what would happen next.

Somewhat depressingly,
The editor-in-chief continued to scroll down.

……

Little Hoss followed the advice of his neighbor, Mrs. Milia, and returned to the bed in the bedroom.

Only today, he slept in his father's bed.

Little Hoss, who was tired all day, tossed and turned on the bed for a while, but fell asleep drowsily.

but at night,
Little Hoss still woke up.

It is the time when the body is growing, and little Hoss is always hungry.

Even though he ate the bread from Mrs. Milia in the afternoon, Little Hoss still woke up hungry in the middle of the night.

Seeing that the sky outside is still dark,
Little Hoss wanted to hold back his hunger, so he curled up on the bed and spent the night.

But the noise from the neighbor's house was accompanied by hunger, which made it difficult for him to fall asleep.

It was the sound of a man cursing angrily, and occasionally there was the sound of smashing things.

It seems to be the movement of a man beating and scolding a woman,
But rarely heard women speak and cry,
"You are useless, a woman who can't give birth to children!"

"I'm exhausted outside every day, what else can you do besides wasting food at home?"

"Damn it, there's so much less food at home, did you sell it!"

There was some drunkenness in the cursing, probably because of drinking,

The scolding sound was followed by a heavy smashing sound,
This sound probably hit the wall, and this sound woke up Little Hoss who was half asleep.

Then he reacted,
It was Mrs. Milia, and it was Mrs. Milia who was beaten and scolded.

Little Hoss sat up at once, hesitating and not knowing what to do.
But the sound of beating and scolding over there was over when Little Hoss hesitated,
"You are useless, bastard woman...we have no children, what do you say..."

The voice of cursing gradually weakened, as if she was tired from cursing, she fell on the bed.

follow closely,

Little Hoss leaned against the wall, and finally heard the woman's voice,

It was Mrs. Milia's voice.

"...we might be able to adopt a child."

"Adopt, where to adopt!"

"You useless woman..."

"Little Hoss...Little Hoss of the Medioc family..."

The woman whispered again,

"Little Hoss...Little Hoss..."

The man's faint repetition sounded again.

Nervous, Little Hoss, who was concerned about Mrs. Milia's condition,
Heard a faint voice from beyond the wall,

Leaning against the wall, slowly curled up to the ground,

Huddled against the wall, hugging the body,

The room was quiet.

……

"Boom thump... thump thump..."

The next day, Mrs. Milia knocked on the door of Little Hoss's house.

Mr. Moore Gregg from the neighbor's house stood beside Mrs. Millia with a smile on his face,
"Good morning, Little Hoss."

Mr. Moore's face was full of smiles, and Mrs. Millia smiled back.

Little Hoss raised his head, looked at the two, fell silent for a while, then nodded with his lips pursed.

Mr. Moore still wanted to continue talking,

But then they were pushed away. Apart from Miria and his wife, there were two other people outside the door at this time.

Mr. Raleigh and his servant.

Mr. Raleigh owns the largest field in the neighborhood,
Living in the town, there are many servants in the house, and it is said that even the servants at home eat white bread.

At the same time, as the priest in the church said, the most devout believer of the Lord,
In order to express the Lord's mercy, Mr. Raleigh often gave out food, and he was a well-known gentleman.

At this moment, Mr. Raleigh's servant pushed Mr. Moore out of the way.

Mr. Rowley's face was full of smiles, followed by sorrow,

"Oh...my little Hoss, my poor little Hoss. How will my poor little Hoss live without his father."

Mr. Raleigh exaggeratedly said to Little Hoss,
In fact, before this, Little Hoss had only seen Mr. Raleigh from a distance once,
"Thank you, Mr. Raleigh, for your concern."

Little Hoss was at a loss for this exaggerated reaction and didn't know how to respond.

"Little Hoss, my poor little Hoss... may the Lord's mercy be upon you forever."

"...Mr. Rowley, what can you do?"

"...Oh, little Hoss, you don't know yet. Your father, the sinner who brought you down, was punished by the knights of the church with ten silver coins for breaking the law of the church."

"And your father obviously hasn't paid this part of the fine."

Little Hoss' eyes widened, ten silver coins?

He couldn't help turning his head to look at the Mrs. Milia he knew,

Mrs. Milia remained silent, she knew about it.

Little Hoss turned his head to look at Mr. Raleigh, and Mr. Raleigh looked at Little Hoss with exaggerated sympathy on his face.

Ten silver coins!
He has already confirmed that his family does not have that much money,

In fact, his family had only three silver coins in total, which his father had accumulated over the years.

However, where would he find the remaining seven silver coins?

"Mr. Rowley, are you here to collect fines on behalf of the Church?"

Little Hoss had a look of uneasiness on his face.

"Of course not. The collection of fines can only be carried out by the church and its knights and priests. How can I be allowed to come?"

"The knights of the church are still waiting for you, Little Hoss, to pay the fine. But you don't have that much money, Hoss, right?"

"So I'm here to help you."

Mr. Raleigh had a smile on his face,

Little Hoss's face was still uneasy, seven silver coins, he had never seen so much money.

"How's the help?"

"Little Hoss, your father should still have some fields left. Ordinarily, as a sinner's inheritance, it should be confiscated by the church, but our knight is so kind that he chose to leave it to you, little Hoss."

"Little Hoss, you can sell all these fields to me, um... just right, I can give you eight silver coins, what do you think? This is really a good deal."

Mr. Raleigh said with a smile.

But it seemed that he had touched the sensitive nerves of Little Hoss, and Little Hoss shook his head instantly,
"No, I can't sell the land to you!"

This is his father's last words to him.

"...Is this what your father told you? Little Huss, believe me, believe in the kind Mr. Raleigh."

"When your father Medioc left, he obviously didn't consider your age. Even if you didn't sell the field to me, you wouldn't be able to keep him, and you wouldn't be able to cultivate so many fields."

"Why don't you sell it to me and pay back the fine against the church, and you can continue to grow up, my poor little Hoss."

Little Hoss hesitated when he heard this,

But only hesitated for a moment,
Then still shaking his head,

"No."

"Okay, okay, my little Hoss really pays attention to his promise to his father."

"Then I'll lend you eight silver coins. Who made me the most loyal believer of the Lord, and I'm just exercising His mercy on behalf of the Lord."

"Really?"

"Of course, my little Hoss, but you can't let me lend it to you for nothing, I need some mortgage and some small interest."

"Just take the land as a mortgage, you can still farm, but if you can't pay the debt, I will take your land."

"Until then, you can continue to cultivate the land and make some money to pay off this debt. It's all right, little Hoss, you have enough time to pay back slowly, and you can pay back some after the crops are harvested every year."

(End of this chapter)