Chapter 29: For the God of Light! (Please read on!)
Chapter 29 For the God of Light! As the leader of the third production team, Claire was very motivated these days.
Not to mention the lord's promise to release some serfs and make them free citizens, everyone worked hard just for the white bread and fish soup every night.
At the beginning, there was always one first and one last among the eight production teams. Although everyone was a little envious of the first place, they did not have to fight desperately for it, because if you ignore the rather illusory promise, the only difference was the food.
But I don’t know since when, before dinner every day, there is a segment of reading out the rankings, from the first to the last.
Then, people would receive the day’s dinner in order of their ranking in the production team.
For the first person, it can be considered an honor to receive the heaviest food first.
But for the last one, it was tantamount to public execution.
It was painful enough to chew black bread while watching others chew white bread, but now... I have to step forward to receive the smallest amount of food under the gaze of others. The shame can be imagined.
This gradually made them develop a sense of collective honor. After all, no one wants to be laughed at by everyone.
It was precisely for this reason that the serfs were almost like chickens with their blood pumped up, desperately looking for work, leaving the stonemasons and carpenters dumbfounded.
After all... they had never seen serfs working so hard.
Therefore, under the dual stimulation of honor and reward, the serfs showed a strong enthusiasm for work, especially the third production team headed by Clare, which was far ahead and won the title of the best production team for many consecutive days.
However, when a team called the Ninth Production Team suddenly broke in, the scene on the construction site... gradually became a little strange.
"For the God of Light! Labor reform starts with me!"
"Atonement! Atonement!"
Every morning, the sleeping serfs would be awakened by the roaring sounds coming from the square outside the door.
Shabi led the team personally and encouraged the hooligans of the Ninth Production Team with words: "Look at where you are now. If you had not converted to the great God of Light, you would never have had the chance to walk out of that cold and gloomy dungeon. The honorable Lord Bruno of Idar has provided you with a chance to atone for your sins. Now, it is time to earn the forgiveness of the God of Light with your labor!"
"Atonement! Atonement!"
When the gangsters present thought of the dungeon Shabi mentioned, they couldn't help but shudder. That was simply... a nightmare-like day...
When they thought of this, their faith in their hearts became stronger. For the God of Light! "Although you are burdened with heavy sins, you are still civilians. Therefore, you should be paid. However, in order to reduce the sins you are carrying as soon as possible, Lord Bruno has decided to donate the wages you deserve selflessly, so that more people can feel the care of the God of Light..."
At this moment, a devout gangster suddenly raised his hand: "Report!"
"Speak!"
“Can donating money atone for one’s sins?”
"Of course you can." Shabi nodded as a matter of course.
"I still have some money at home, which is the protection fee I collected from the streets. I am willing to donate it to the great God of Light to reduce my sins!"
"Great!" Shabi did not hesitate to praise: "If everyone thinks this way, how can there be a place like the dungeon in this world! This money... is all sinful, the source of all evil, and will make it difficult for the glory of the God of Light to descend on the world. Lord Bruno is a noble blessed by the God of Light. I believe he will grit his teeth and accept this ugly money and purify it with his pure faith..."
“I want to donate too!”
“I’ll donate too!”
"I have no money... Can you donate your house..."
Shabi waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and said: "These donations are not urgent. Don't forget why we are here."
"Atonement! Atonement!"
"In that case, then go to work! Use your hands to repay the grace of the God of Light!"
Brell and his men stared at this team in amazement. They only picked up the hard work, regardless of the effort or work points. Even though they could get white bread and fish soup every time, they selflessly gave them to the second-place team, and then snatched the black bread that originally belonged to the last-place team.
The Ninth Production Team...what kind of people are they?
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Along the way, the leading guard officer Sam Layton kept emphasizing to Andy that he was Earl Soren's personal guard.
Therefore, when they were near the construction site of the Sky Gardens, the guards of Count Soren who intended to break into the Idar Territory were scared away by an Idar army.
Although these "Count Soren's personal cavalry" fled in the direction of the Idar camp, Master Andy and his party could only accept the fact that they were "rescued" by the great Idar Lord Bruno.
Bruno, Lord of Idar, warmly entertained the master sculptor next to the construction site, and then very tactfully expressed the horses and soldiers that the Idar people had lost in order to save themselves.
Then, Master Andy had a cordial and friendly exchange with Bruno and reached a broad consensus on relevant issues.
Andy and his seven apprentices happily accepted Bruno's invitation and participated in the construction of the sky garden with a commission of three gold coins per month.
After Bruno left, Master Andy sat in his room feeling somewhat depressed.
"This is simply kidnapping! It's bandit-like behavior!" Master Andy complained.
"Teacher, please calm down..." the apprentice Good at the side hurriedly comforted.
"Humph! I will definitely not carve statues and decorations for this barbaric lord!" Master Andy swore, "It just so happens that you haven't practiced for a while, so let's see what he wants us to carve and give it to you to practice."
“Bang, bang, bang!”
After knocking on the door, White Barrell, the stonemason responsible for the construction of the Sky Gardens, walked in with a roll of parchment drawings.
"Master Andy!" he said respectfully.
"Who are you……"
"I am the stonemason in charge of this construction site. My father, Lowood Barrell, is the cousin of the neighbor who was once a disciple of your friend." said White Barrell.
"Oh... is that so? Then why are you here..." Master Andy rolled his eyes, what a mess.
"I'm here to give you the blueprints. There are statues and decorations that need to be carved."
"Just put it here..." Master Andy said casually.
After White Barrell left, Master Andy snorted coldly and opened the parchment scroll in a huff: "I will definitely not carve anything here..."
Andy's eyes widened before he finished speaking.
"This... this is... such a magnificent and exquisite building... If I could participate in its construction, my life would be worth it..."
"Don't interfere... I must complete the carving myself this time..."
After saying that, Master Andy jumped up from his chair and went to inspect the construction site in person.
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