Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

He looked towards those people, and he saw a scrawny woman crying at him, tears leaving two lines of stains on her face; Pulling out the rest of his hair, he cried when he pulled it out; he saw an old man with pus on his face kneeling and praying under the backlit window; he saw a child no taller than his belt standing on the dry grass, his eyes Looking at him blankly - why would such a small child appear in such a place?What crime can he commit?Like stealing an apple to eat?Or broke Dad's pipe?

At this moment, Estherite held his hand, "Save them, my lord." She begged in a low voice.Haven felt that Estelle's hands were extremely cold and trembling.He squeezed Islet's hand tightly and said, "Yes."

He finally came to the end of the prison.

He saw a naked man tied to a table, bleeding from his thigh.Everything is self-evident, he said in a deep voice: "The law stipulates that rape is a third-class felony, and the perpetrator will be castrated."

The man turned pale with fright, and argued: "But my lord! He is a prisoner, he...he deserves it!"

"Punishing criminals is a matter of law, and the laws are made by the king and nobles, and it is not up to you to manage. To put it simply, you are using lynching to rape criminals, and if you say it too big, you are exercising power for the king —Are you qualified for this?"

"I……"

Haiwen waved his hand and said, "Dreyer, eunuch him and drive him out."

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The Witch of the Forest has her own plan

The Witch of the Forest has her own plan

Dreyer grinned, "I love doing this." After that, he kicked the man's calf and knocked him down, and then he quickly handcuffed him. "You!" He ordered the trembling jailer next to him, "Find a place to lock him up first, and come to him after I'm done with the things at hand."

Haven ordered the fat jailer to untie the ravaged prisoner, give him medicine, and then take him upstairs to live.The fat jailer didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly followed suit.The other prisoners were shocked when they saw this scene. They poked their heads out like hens in a cage, looking at Haven expectantly.After dealing with these matters, Haiwen said to the prisoners: "I plan to re-conduct the case file investigation next month. I will bring the past cases to a new trial. Each of you will get a fair trial!"

All of a sudden, the underground prison was boiling. People shouted his name and shouted long live. "Quiet!" Hai Wen shouted, "You have to wait another month."

"I've been waiting for ten years!" A hoarse voice shouted in the darkness.

"Jailor!" Haven yelled loudly.The fat jailer had just finished his work at this time, and when he heard Haiwen's voice, he ran over immediately and said, "Here!"

"Prepare these people with clean food and water, give them each a new set of clothes, and then go outside and hire someone to clean the place. Count the sick people, isolate them, and then make a list for me, and I will come back deal with it uniformly.”

"Yes, my lord, but money..."

"Make a list of expenses for me, and I will pay you. After that, I will personally come down and check every penny you spend. If it is corrupt, it will be dealt with according to the law—understand?"

"Yes!"

Haven knew this guy.This fat man is a money fanatic, but he is very timid. I have already frightened him just now, so he will probably act honestly.

"One month!" Haiwen said, "If I am still a judge here after one month, I will definitely come to the appointment. I swear."

People cheered again.The witch looked at him silently, and Estherite held his hand with a smile on her face; but the butler Dreyer said, "My lord, it's not nice to be troubled by this kind of thing."

Hai Wen said, "I can please you."

"What are you asking for? Why can't I see it?"

"It can gain people's hearts." He said, "It can even reverse my previous ugly image and change people's opinions."

"People's hearts? You are the mayor's dog leg, what do you want people's hearts to do..." Dreyer pondered for a while, then took a breath, and whispered in his ear: "Ambside, you are so bold !"

Haven said: "Dreyer, I've had enough of being a dog's leg."

"Interesting." Dreyer smiled, "Don't say it, I've had enough of this kind of life too! Heh, you and I are not too young, and if we don't gamble, we won't have a chance—this time I'll fuck you!"

"it is good."

After doing all this, Haven asked Dreyer to take him to find the condemned prisoner who was close in stature to Islet.That person was locked in the darkest corner, tortured to the brink of death.

"Let me ask first, what crime did this person commit?" Hai Wen couldn't remember.

Dreyer replied: "He raped and killed his own daughter when he was drunk, my lord."

"Okay." That's what you deserve, beast. "Dreyer, help me get this man out and take him to my basement."

"it is good."

They transported the semi-comatose death row prisoner to the basement of his house, and then Haven and Gerrit said:

"Then Miss Gerritta, let me see what you can do."

"I'm willing to help—but I have to kill him before that. Can you use the corpse of 'Isrit' to get through?"

"Okay, I can find a reason to fill it in."

"That's good." Then the witch put her hand on the face of the condemned prisoner and said, "Turn into dust." After saying this, the condemned prisoner really turned into dust—his flesh and blood turned into dust. The dry yellow sand fell quickly under the action of gravity and sprinkled on the ground; but his bones remained, maintaining the previous lying flat posture.Then Geralte said, "I just want his bones."

"Great witchcraft," said Haven. "Can you take a life with just one hand?"

She smiled and said: "Of course it's not that simple, my lord. It's just because this person is on the verge of death. It's so easy for me to kill him. And it's not difficult to create or destroy the body. The difficulty is to give the soul, which is the god Doing things, mortals can only create a mass of dead flesh. Dead flesh has no value."

"I don't think so." Haiwen stared at the bone and said, "Are you planning to pinch Estelle on this bone now?"

"Yes, my lord. I need an hour."

"Do I need to avoid it?"

"As you wish."

"Then I'll watch here."

Gellette's spells are as mysterious as she is herself. Hewen saw that she sprinkled all kinds of medicinal powder on the man's bones, and then stuffed a lot of straw and potato-like things into the bone's chest cavity. In the middle; Then she read something plausibly in her mouth.

At this moment, Delaire pulled Haven to the door, and he whispered, "This is the first time I've seen witches cast spells. They always say how evil and dirty witches are. This time I really saw—" —My lord, what do you think?"

"I find it very interesting." Haven said, "I want to keep her, and I need a witch's help now."

"Then you have to be careful of being bitten by her, my lord!" The housekeeper laughed wickedly.

"Knife can kill or perform surgery. Flame can injure people but also cook food. Cow dung sprinkled on the field is fertilizer, and smeared on arrows is poison. Right and wrong do not lie on the surface, but on its essence. I Believe that everything has a place—Dreyer, and so do you."

"Me too?" He smiled awkwardly, "What do you mean, my lord?"

"You can see through conspiracies and tricks at a glance, and you are quick to do things. With you by my side, I can largely avoid being plotted against." Islet's exclamation came from the door, and Hewen glanced inside. Seeing that the white bone was emitting a green light, Gerrit was floating in the room with her feet suspended in the air.Then he continued to talk to Dreyer: "Not only you, but also the witch in the room now, even the fat jailer-I remember that his family used to be in the pawn business, this guy is proficient in accounts, and he is in the prison It's really a talent. If he can make a list of the prison materials, I will let him be our accountant, so as to share some pressure with you. What do you think?"

Dreyer said worriedly: "We can't let an outsider manage the accounts, my lord."

"I can make him my own little by little, Delaire, we can't do everything by ourselves, and the bigger the business in the future, we need more people we can trust. That fat man—"

"His name is Van Dreyer." Dreyer interrupted, "Van Dries Garcia, my lord, if you want to gain his loyalty, you must remember his full name."

"I remember, Delair Hansrock."

Dreyer raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, yes, my lord, this is also a small detail to buy people's hearts. You learn so quickly."

"In short, I will reward him with what he likes and scare him with what he fears, so that he can serve me loyally."

"Simple truth." Dreyer raised his eyebrows and said, "You are really much better than before, Your Honor."

Haiwen stared at him, and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious - did he already know my secret?Haiwen vaguely had this premonition.

At this moment, Gerrit's voice came from the room: "Please come in, Your Honor." Then Isrit opened the door.As soon as Hewen entered, he saw the fake Estelle lying on the floor.That man was more real than a wax figure, he went up to observe every detail of the fake Estret, and compared himself.The facial features, figure, hair and nails were all perfect. He didn't believe that the dummy could be so realistic, so he checked it repeatedly.Until Islet begged him with a flushed face: "My lord, please don't look at it anymore, although it's not me...but it's really similar to me, so..." When she said this, Haiwen was moving The movements of the dummy's thighs are very ambiguous.

Haven didn't do these things out of nasty motives.Rather, he was very curious, how did the witch make such an almost perfect human body?Its joints are flexible, its skin is soft, everything is indistinguishable from human beings, and according to the witch, it also has a set of realistic internal organs, but it has no brains—cloning technology may not be able to do this, right?If scientists can grow such dummies, wouldn't things like organ transplants be much easier?

This technique cannot be explained by metaphysics.He thought to himself, there must be a profound mystery in it that I can't understand.

"How did you do it?" he asked subconsciously.

Gerrit smiled and said, "As I said before—the forest witch has her own tricks, my lord."

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Chapter 8: Catch That Witch

Chapter 8: Catch That Witch

Obviously she is not willing to tell me the secret immediately.Haiwen thought to himself, I still have a while to gain the trust of the other party.

In short, with this fake Estelle, he can get away with it.A few days later, he found Charles the Great and told him that he would execute Estherite publicly at night. "But I played her to death yesterday." Haiwen lied, "I played a little too big, she couldn't bear it and died."

Big Charles actually didn't mind the way "Israite" died - after learning about it, he smiled happily, called Hai Wen brothers and brothers, and promised: "After I become the head of the family, the Charles family will continue to support you ,grown ups."

But this means being an enemy of Charles Jr. If the brothers stand in line, they will definitely offend one, but it is better to choose one of the two than to be a fool.In the evening, he quickly executed the false Estherite, and then let Charles examine the body, and the matter temporarily calmed down.

When "Isrit" was executed, the fake corpse revealed the same internal organs as the real one, which made him even more curious about the witch's methods.Haven later asked Dreyer, "Who the hell are these wizards? Where does their power come from?"

Dreyer didn't know too much, but said vaguely: "As far as I know, all wizards, mages, and other people who master magic have their power from ancient inheritance—you should know The legend of the four mass extinctions and the four ancient civilizations? It is said that their power comes from those lost civilizations."

Ancient civilization?Hai Wen remembered this for now, and planned to find related books to read by himself in the future.

Next, Haven still has a lot of things to do.For example, to rectify his team, his subordinates are either sycophants or fools with no brains. He discussed with Delaire and decided to gradually change the organization after taking power.The first to be expelled from the ranks are those who hold power but use it for private purposes.For example, the leaders of the guards and inspectors, these people are almost no different from the gangsters. Their original duties were to maintain law and order and supervise the unhealthy atmosphere in the town; one is a big stick, and the other is the eyes and ears. A bully collecting protection money everywhere.

In the past, Haven turned a blind eye to the behavior of the two, because after collecting the money, they would hand over most of it to the judge and the mayor, while the old Haven could sit at home and take the money.But now Haiwen will definitely not accept this kind of money anymore. The correct way to make money should be to earn money together, instead of plundering like a robber.

All that can be done at this stage is to get rid of the greedy and lazy servants in his house, and dismiss his former mistress.His relationship with those women was only physical, so he sent them a severance pay and cut off the relationship ever since.

Next, Haiwen plans to recruit some people who can read and write to be his subordinates. In the morning, he asked Delaire to post notices to hire servants. There are three requirements:

First, those who can read and write are preferred, and it is best to have attended a seminary or other private schools.

Second, there must be no criminal records; those with a good reputation in the neighborhood are preferred.

Third, those with special skills are preferred.

Remarks: There is no limit to gender, appearance, or age; people with physical disabilities can also take the test.

"I think our conditions are too broad." Dreyer said after reading the notice, "That's all for the first three, but we don't need women, old people, and paralyzed people."

"Maybe it will be needed, women can learn weaving, medical nursing, and other handicrafts that do not require heavy physical strength; knowledgeable elders can teach young people, or manage them; handicapped may be useless, but skilled handicapped People are more valuable than ordinary people. A lame blacksmith can still forge iron; a deaf-mute laborer can still move bricks. Most importantly, I want to tell people that I treat everyone equally. I will give them a chance to work."

Dreyer nodded thoughtfully, and said: "My lord, your original intention is indeed beautiful and great, but we don't have so many jobs for them. As you can see, this is a dead town , people here are just eating and waiting to die.”

"I will find a way to change this place in the future, Delaire." Haiwen said.

Dreyer laughed when he heard this, and said: "Your Honor, if you are so successful, will you remember me as a loyal housekeeper?"

"It depends on what you do, Steward."

The butler smiled and said, "That's all right, Your Honor, I won't let you down."

Delaire was in charge of recruiting people, while Haven immediately started to do the next thing: to settle down a few guests at home.

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catch that witch

catch that witch

Isrit, the witch Gellette, and the two slave girls he saved from little Charles, he had to settle these people down.

After the execution of the fake Estherite, the name "Estherite" can be said to have disappeared from the world.Now if she shows up in public, she will cause a lot of trouble.

That night, he invited Gerrit and Isrit to his study room—of course, he cleared away all the "toys" in it before that.He ordered someone to clean the house in advance, opened the door to ventilate the room, then set down the round table and spread the tablecloth before inviting the two guests in.

He prepared lemon cake and a little low alcohol cider.He would have liked to have some tea or coffee, but there was no such thing in this place.

After the three of them were seated, they went straight to the point. Haven hoped that they would stay, while the forest witch Gellite and Haven said that they would take Isrit to live in the jungle and train her to be a German who could speak animal language. Rui.Hai Wen hurriedly stopped her and said, "You have no worries about food and clothing here, why are you leaving?"

"You don't get paid for nothing, my lord." The forest witch said to him, "Besides, Isrit is a good material. While I am young, I want to teach her more knowledge and train her to be a qualified forest witch." Srit also said: "My lord, I am willing to stay, but as Teacher Gerrit said, I don't belong here. I will only cause you trouble if I stay."

"It's up to me whether it's troublesome or not, Isrit." Then Haven asked Gerrit, "Is Isrit the most special one? Only she can become a witch? What are the prerequisites for learning witchcraft?" ?"

"Yes." She said, "First of all, you have to be able to endure the prejudices of the world and boring practice, and then you have to have enough talent, even a hundred apprentices may not be able to produce a true wizard."

"This condition is actually very broad."

"It's not too broad, my lord." Gellette took off her hood, looked at Hewen with a pair of blue eyes, and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

"I want to learn," he said, "and I want you to teach your skills publicly in the future, so as to cultivate more wizards."

"Why?" Gerette asked him.

"Before that, I want to ask you this question, Miss Gerrit, why do you want to learn witchcraft?"

Zhe Lite and Essrette looked at each other, and then said: "To comprehend nature."