The wooden wall stands tall, and there are two watchtowers at the entrance of the village. In the past, there were always two militiamen stationed on the watchtowers, but now there is no one.

Inside the wall are rows of two-story wooden houses, and the sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard one after another.

At this time, there were few people in the village, only very old people who could hardly walk, and children who walked unsteadily.

Young and middle-aged people, strong old people, and half-grown children all went to the fields to harvest crops.

This year's crops in Pompeii Village No. 1 were planned by the city hall. More than half of the people planted wheat, and a small number of people planted rapeseed. No matter what they planted, this year will be a bumper harvest.

An old man was sitting in front of a wooden house in the village. The old man really couldn't be any older and it looked like he could hardly walk a few steps, but his eyes were still bright and he looked energetic.

The old man's name is Mu Tou, because his father was a lumberjack, so he gave him this name.

We are ordinary people, so it doesn’t matter what you call us.

Like everyone else in Pompeii Village No. 1, the old man was not from Pompeii. He originally lived in the Marquisate of Parker.

A few years ago, the old man and his son lost their land and gradually became poor and almost unable to survive. Fortunately, they learned that Pompeii was recruiting farmers, so they came to this land.

In the beginning, the old man and his son actually had some doubts. After all, Pompeii Territory was rooted in the endless forest, which was too dangerous.

The Pompeii family seemed to be just a family of knight lords. Such families were generally not strong and could not protect their territories.

But they couldn't make a living there, so the old man and his son had no choice but to migrate here with their entire family.

But this year's harvest tells the old man that this decision was right. He has been farming all his life, and he has never seen such a big harvest.

Moreover, Pompey was not as weak as imagined. In order to give the village some resistance, Pompey recruited militia from the villagers.

It is said that there were no fewer than fifteen active knights in Pompeii.

The lord is also a senior knight, and the Knight-General, Knight Stone, is a mid-level knight.

And he did something big not long ago.

As the city hall's propaganda work progressed, the people in the territory all knew that the Pompeii family had wiped out the Autumn Wind Thieves' Gang and that Old Thor was a high-ranking knight.

This is really exciting news.

It boosted the morale of all those who were afraid of the various terrible beasts and monsters in the endless forest and made them feel fearless.

High-level knights are the main fighting force even in a large territory.

In addition, the financial strength demonstrated by the Pompeii family's alliance with the Sabretooth Mercenaries to wipe out the Autumn Wind Thieves' Group.

The reputation of the Pompeii family in the territory has risen by more than one level. Let’s not talk about the natives first, because the natives have always respected the Pompeii family.

The new farmers and serfs also developed a sense of cohesion towards the Pompeii family.

"Pompeii is such a great surname." The old man said with a smile, looking at the clouds in the sky.

"grandfather!"

At this moment, two little boys trotted over. The little boy who spoke first looked very ordinary, with blond hair, and was the old man's grandson.

It's called gold coin.

The other one is a child from a serf family. He originally had no name, but now he is named Amu.

gold!

It was the little boy who was sitting in a daze by the stream at the entrance of the village when Luther first inspected Village No. 1.

The gold coin was very sad at that time, because after arriving in Pompeii, he lost his friends and lost a dog named Philip on the road.

But now looking at the smile on Gold Coin, you can tell that Gold Coin is very happy.

That's right, the gold coins are happy.

As a child from a farmer's family, Jinbi knows what a good harvest means. It means that he won't have to go hungry in the coming year, and this year's harvest is good.

“It’s a really, really big harvest.”

Because Gold Coin's father told Gold Coin that this year's harvest of grain could not even fit into the house, and once the wheat was harvested, it had to be sent immediately to the wheat flour workshop to make city wheat, most of which would be sold to Pompeii's family, and the rest would be eaten by themselves.

Because there is a one-year tax exemption, there is no need to pay taxes.

Dad also promised to buy a new piece of clothing for the gold coin.

With food and new clothes, Gold Coin was really happy. Little boys are always carefree.

Of course, what made Jinbi even happier was that he met a new friend, Amu. The two of them met by chance. The original peasants in Pompeii Village No. 1 were all free people who migrated from the territory of Marquis Parker, but later a few serfs were squeezed in.

Serf's house, what can I say?

Jinbi felt that Amu's father and mother both looked dull and pitiful. Amu was also dull, but Amu seemed smarter than his father and mother.

Because Jinbi often daydreamed, he had no friends of the same age in the village, so he became good friends with Amu. Amu originally had no name, and he gave the name to him.

"Jinbi, didn't you go to help? Why are you back?" the old man asked curiously.

"After working on the farm for a whole morning, my father asked me to take a break, so I called Amu to come back with me." The gold coin replied.

"Thank you for your hard work." The old man said with a smile.

"There are some biscuits on the table, go and have some," the old man said.

"OK."

Jinbi nodded happily, took Amu into the house, climbed onto the chair skillfully, picked up the biscuits on the dining table and started eating.

After eating biscuits and drinking some water, Jinbi took Amu to the creek at the entrance of the village to play together.

Gold Coin likes this place because he once met Knight Luther here.

"Amu, do you know? It was here that I met Knight Luther. He was a great man. The people in the territory called him "the Benevolent One". He recruited us to open up the wasteland and exempted us from taxes for a year. When I grow up, I must find a way to repay this favor."

Jinbi and Amu sat side by side on the stone. Jinbi was shaking his short legs and gesticulating with a look of excitement on his face.

"I want to be a knight and serve the Pompey family." Amu said foolishly.

He is just like this, stupid and silly.

"Why?" The gold coin was stunned.

"Because knights have meat to eat every day." Amu's saliva was flowing out. He sucked his saliva and swallowed it, saying stupidly.

"That makes sense. Becoming a knight." Gold Coin said excitedly after discovering a new continent.

If they were two adults, they would definitely not think so. What fools! How could the sons of two new farmers in Pompeii become knights for no reason?

But children's thoughts are not restricted.

Just like the dream of the great thief Kurd and his friends when they were young, the Pompeii commoner Arnold eventually became a mid-level knight, the great thief Kurd.

In this village, the farmers who had lost their land regained their land and lived better than before.

The serfs, who had seen no hope for generations, became free people.

Miracles are happening one after another, who knows what will happen in the future?

Maybe these two little boys really became knights and began to serve the Pompeii family?

Miracles never cease and dreams never die.

(End of this chapter)