savior epic

Chapter 100 Uprising
Over the years, the man has been thinking and arguing with himself constantly, and every time he has made the other self speechless.

With these, the man defeated the priest, and the man on the high platform blushed, and he knocked on the guardrail of the high platform anxiously and angrily.

And the serfs who watched the debate, they applauded the man, because the man had no name, so they called him "chief" or "farmer head", and they crowded around the man, and one of them, Keke, asked him if he could pass the the Lord of salvation, to them.

"The Lord is there. When you are looking for your conscience, He is standing by your side. You don't need to ask for it." The man said.

Hearing these blasphemous words, the priest got angry and slapped the guardrail. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the priest lowered his head in shame and angrily left them and left.

At night, Dalab wondered why the priest didn't stay here overnight.

"My lord, he has run away," said a serf named Myron.

"Escape? What are you running for? What is there to run away from? Did he beat and scold you?" Dalab was even more puzzled.

If the priest did anything to the serfs on his farm, the nobleman would never allow it. Everyone here was his invaluable property.

"No, sir, he quarreled with our farmer about the Lord." The serf Myron answered truthfully.

"Master? Is your farmer a theologist?" Dalab was surprised, thought for a while, and then asked, "Then is he literate?"

"Knowledge! The farmer is absolutely literate! I saw him sometimes write something on the ground with a wooden branch." Seeing Dalab's intention to promote men in his tone, the serf Mai Lun took the initiative to say good things.

Dalab happened to have a 12-year-old only son, and he was worried that he could not find a competent calligraphy teacher.

Soon, the man was summoned to the mansion by Dalab, and the nobleman sat at the dining table, and kindly invited him to sit at the table and eat.

"Farmer," Dalab also called him, "I have to ask you to teach my son to read, and I will give you an extra five coppers Derek every month."

"I can agree, but" the man stared at his master, "I will teach at night, but I still have to go to farm in the morning."

Dalab looked at the man in surprise and gratitude. It was the first time that the nobleman had seen such a responsible slave, and he almost shed tears from the corners of his eyes. He praised the man loudly, saying that the man was an indispensable assistant for this manor.

Dalab then praised himself in front of the servants.

"Only a diligent and kind person like me will be favored by our beloved Lord of Suffering." He said.

"No," the man interrupted him untimely, "suffering doesn't favor people, and suffering that favors people is not suffering."

Dalab looked at the man in surprise. Although he didn't understand, but he could say such a thing, this man is undoubtedly rich in knowledge, and Dalab felt that he had chosen the right person.

The man moved to the manor's mansion the next day, a small but well-equipped room.

After he moved all his belongings, and put away old Fig, his diary, and the candlestick, the man hurried back to the field row.

The man took the plowing horse from a serf and smiled at him.

From this the serfs knew that the men had not abandoned them.

Teaching people to read is not an easy task.

Especially teaching the only son of a nobleman.

Dalab's son Kassel, there is no sign of dullness in him. On the contrary, Kassel is more shrewd and clever than his noble father. This kind of child is not uncommon, and most of them will not listen to it when they were young. other people's words.

The man was also annoyed by this. Except for the first few days, Kassel didn't give the teacher any face, especially since the man was not a few years older than him.

And this kind of child usually has a conventional method of taming.

"Kassel." The man closed his open book.

Cassel looked up at him suspiciously.

"Come on, let's go out." The man said.

That night, the man took Kassel out of the manor in the name of going out to play. The nobleman's child was taken to the ridge by the man.

The man asked the serf who was watching the horse for the key, and he took out the plowing horse.

It was the first time for Kassel, who had been imprisoned in the mansion by Dalab for a long time, to come into contact with horses so closely. Although those old horses were thin and their horseshoes lacked horns, they were enough to surprise Kassel.

The man climbed onto the horse, and the old horse had no saddle or stirrups, so he sat directly on the back and pulled Cassel up.

The horse is used to hardships, it is very strong, plus two people, a 15-year-old, a 12-year-old, the old horse neighed a few times, and soon kicked its hooves.

The man made a simple rein for it during the slack season. He drove the horse and led Kassel over the fence of the manor to the forest.

In the dark forest, the old horse couldn't run fast, but it was indeed leaping into the forest. Cassel looked at this novel scenery.

Man holds torch in hand for lighting.

He inspected the traces on each tree, pulled the horse's rein, and led Cassel to the stream.

"What did you bring me here for?" Seeing the man dismount, Kassel couldn't help asking.

"I'll beat you up." The man pulled Cassel off the horse.

He threw Cassel into the stream, and punched him on the arm very measuredly.

Cassel was in pain, his eyes turned red, and he got up to fight back.

The man catches every punch he throws, and the man returns one for two of Cassell's.

Until Cassel suffered from pain all over his body, his shoulders and arms were bruised and swollen in his silk-embroidered clothes, and he lost all strength.

But Cassell had a great time, howling like a monkey with excitement in the face of this rare opponent, still eager to try.

The man pushed his head into the water.

Cassel finally begged for mercy.

"You want to kill me! Slave!" Kassel said angrily, his eyes were red with water.

"If you can read, I'll kill you once a week." The man said, and slapped Cassel on the shoulder.

Cassel squeezed his eyes in pain, stared blankly, and immediately smiled: "Okay, okay! I promise you!"

The man paid no attention to Cassel, he stared at the continuous stream.

"There is water here as well as wheat." The man murmured while thinking.

Regardless of what the man was thinking, Cassel pointed at the man and said, "Hey, you don't have a name, do you want me to give you a name?"

"No, I have." The man gave a negative answer.

"What name?" Cassel was surprised.

"There will be in the future." The man said.

Until the uprising many years later, Cassel still thought that was a very strange answer.

In the process of Kassel's literacy, men can't avoid talking about their own thoughts. The summary over the years, Kassel, the young master of the noble family, at the most restless age, when he encounters these, It's easy to be attracted to it.

While Kassel tirelessly absorbs those thoughts, he is also fascinated by the man who says "I am, I am". This fascination comes from the sense of mystery and novelty. Condensed by faith.

"He said, 'Suffering is meaningless, only salvation is.'?" Cassel asked curiously.

"Yes," the man stared out of the window at the humble dwellings of the serfs, "Shanbu people are not born to suffer."

"Then what is the meaning of salvation?"

"Its meaning is." The man spat out the answer he had spent nearly ten years in exchange for, "It's gentle and rainy, and thunderous."

The god on the side, the god they couldn't see, turned his head and stared at the man.

Get up early every day to work on the farm, lecture the scriptures with other serfs, teach Kassel how to read every night, teach and discuss faith and hope.

These were undoubtedly easy days, and lasted for several years.

However, men understand that this kind of life is not what they should have.

In fact, fate will not be without twists and turns.

Dalab accidentally stumbled and fell off a cliff while he was out hunting.

When his servants found him, nothing but clothes were left on the ground.

Bad luck always comes in waves.

Dalab's farm was quickly targeted by a relative of the Viscount, who sent someone to take it over. Since Dalab didn't leave a will, he forcibly denied Kassel's inheritance rights, and claimed that Kassel Er is only eligible to inherit the mansion but not the manor.For this reason, that viscount united several other viscounts.

Soon, Kassel, who was weak, could not even stay in the mansion. The court has ruled that Kassel only has the right of temporary residence, and this right lasts until he reaches adulthood.

The Viscount who has just taken over the farm, he is not like Dalab, he has to worry about the farm's harvest every day, like other nobles, he sent his personal servants and guards to be the supervisors of these serfs.

The leisurely days of just farming are over.

The serfs were put on heavier and heavier shackles. In addition to farming, they were ordered to weave, breed, etc., as well as compulsory labor imposed on them, and a quarter of their property was handed over every quarter.

Putting themselves into the exhausting labor, many serfs were unable to sustain themselves and fell ill. When the harvest of the land was insufficient, the Viscount would forcibly expropriate half of their property to make up for it until the serfs could not pay the twenty coppers. At that time, the Viscount will send new, younger serfs, cut off a finger of the original serf, and drive it away like a replacement part.

These serfs fell back into hell.

And the man who told them the scripture story.

One night, the man crawled into Cassel's room by climbing the window.

The man pressed his shoulder, and only uttered a word, but tensed the veins all over his body.

"uprising!"

(End of this chapter)