Cthulhu Gonfalon

The farmer shouted the horn and commanded the old cow to pull the plow and walk slowly through the field, leaving behind the land that was turned deep and gully.

"It's incredible!" Knight Oss Knight, the eldest son of the late Dvor Oss Knight, his heir, staring at the sight in front of him, admiring one time and another, and finally even the one around him The thin man who is wearing thick clothes in the already warm weather said, "Crick, you are the most wise person I have ever seen!"

Crick Keane smiled, first coughing twice, then faintly said: "This is nothing, let the farmers harvest more, let the people get better, this is the lord's duty."

After the battle a few months ago, he fell ill after returning to his hometown. After inspection, it turned out to be the battle of the Holy Spirit and the level of the gods. In the battle, the gun was lying and was cursed by the power of God.

This level of curse is hard to get rid of, either holding a large magical ritual or finding a master of several big churches. No matter which one is beyond the ability of the Knights of Keane, he can only be so sick and slowly delay.

Fortunately, the principal of the Void Mask Church in Keene City happened to be a pastor who mastered the fields of "life" and "treatment". With his help, Crick's condition was at least stable, although the body was somewhat Weak, at least it will not continue to deteriorate.

Crick thinks this is enough. After the earth-shattering war, he can still be so lucky and full of luck. Pursuing more... is a bit greedy.

He witnessed the fall of a true God and the death of countless gods. As for the death of mortals, it is hard to count. It is said that even the city guards are seriously deficient in the eagle kingdom. In contrast, he is nothing but a small illness, the body is slightly weak, from time to time coughing two low fever, what is it?

Because after all, it is because of the "escape from the battlefield", he rarely appeared in front of people, and the external statement is also "sleeping in bed." The title of Baron Keane has already been handed over to his sister Anna. At present, he is like a black hand behind the story, hiding behind the scenes and promoting the development of the Knights of Keane.

Anna is naturally very happy that her brother can come back alive, even though the army that was able to come back alive in the army that was undoubtedly dead, even the Dwarf Knights died in the battlefield, but as long as the brother can come back, she else I don't care.

These days, when my brother is not there, the little girl who barely supports the family business is really exhausted. She never thought that when a baron was so hard, she never thought that there were so many things to deal with. Even if there is a "Baron's Concise Handbook" left by her brother for reference, even if she has the assistance of Leiden Butler, she feels dizzy. When she finishes her work, she falls down on the bed and screams to the next day without any manner. morning.

If Crick can't come back, maybe this little girl will grow up in hardship and eventually grow into a strong woman. But since the big tree that can keep the wind and rain is back, she naturally becomes a little deer who sleeps peacefully under the tree. Just give it to my brother.

In this regard, Crick can only smile and helpless.

It is a good thing that my sister doesn't like the power of some dog blood stories. But she is, after all, the heir to the aristocratic family! What should the Keane family do if something happens to them?

Although he is not really Crick Keane, since he inherits the identity and legacy of the young baron, he has an obligation to pick up the burden of the Keane family. In his work plan, naturally there is also the training of Anna Keane into a qualified heir.

... In the end, he still crossed out this one.

The dead wood can't be carved.

Instead of counting on this younger sister who is just ten years old, it is better to marry and have children, and hurry to educate their children!

With this in mind, Crick held a wedding in a low-key manner. In the past, the maid Amy Wei, the girl who was not very talented except for the loyalty of 100, became the former Baroness Keane.

Amy Wei is of course very happy. Can she become a baroness? It doesn't matter to her. It is important that Master Crick likes himself!

For a diehard who is almost brainwashed, there is nothing happier than this!

There are people who are worthy of allegiance, all who are loyal to their loved ones, and those who love themselves, and the three happy together, it is a happy time like a dream!

Well, after listening to her sigh, Crick secretly took time to check it out and see if there is any need for a white scientist to find out in his own territory, but it turns out that he cares.

As far as he is "in bed," he is unlikely to encounter any minor three. However, it is very difficult for Emmy to have a normal average of 10 intelligence. It is very difficult to be a qualified Bichi. This kind of information about the Keen family of books is definitely not going to happen.

What Crick really cares about right now is not to watch out for the girl who might come out and say "Why are you so skilled?", but to continue the agricultural reform that was interrupted because of his own expedition.

Traditional farmers don't have the habit of farming. They throw seeds into the soil in the spring, and then they may pour some water when the soil is dry, or they may pull out a little when the weeds are too much. There is nothing else, you can concentrate on the sheep or do something else.

In Crick's view, this is a tragedy!

Even if he is only an art student who is not divided into four parts, he knows that this kind of farming method is absolutely impossible!

So he started the experiment again, this time is the arable land experiment.

"Excavate the farmland with a strip of ditches, then arrange the seeds one by one in the ditch, cover it with a little dirt, and finally water it and so on." Hearing his plan, he helped him with the research. De Master frowned and said, "Is this not too much trouble?"

"It's not too much trouble," Crick said with a smile. "This method, combined with the fertilizer I added to the field in the fall, should be able to greatly increase the harvest."

"But... you said that the workload of this 'farmland' is too great." Master Damwed said, "There are few farmers who can get the job done before the end of the planting time."

Crick snorted and recalled it carefully. It was finally thought that it should be plowed.

Just, what should I do?

He really doesn't understand this.

He said his idea about "plowing" with Master Damwed, and the wise magician had no clue, so he gathered the senior bureaucrats and professionals in the territory and opened a discussion. meeting.

At the seminar, Nikolay and Thomas proposed two different designs. Nikolay's design is more complicated and sophisticated, and at first glance it feels very tall; Thomas's design is a bit of a slap in the face, but it seems to be able to make do.

After using the magic to create the "plow" designed by two people on the spot, even Thomas had to admit that Nikolay designed something better than he designed. But considering the problem of production efficiency, Thomas's design finally got the upper hand.

...no way, Nikola designed the thing, the manufacturing time and the required magic is close to five times that of Thomas. To make matters worse, even the most powerful caster Thomas in the entire territory and Nikolay who designed it can't do it. The only thing that can make this thing is the combination of scholars, alchemists and mages. One of the Masters of Dumweed.

In contrast, Thomas's design can be completed by ordinary intermediate mages, and more than twenty pairs were completed that day. On the fourth day, all the farmers in the territory received the "plough" and either used manpower or Animal power, began to "plow the field."

That was a week ago. Now the farmland in the entire territory has been basically ploughed. Many places have even finished sowing and watering, waiting for the seeds to germinate.

Crick and Charles are watching at the moment, almost the last piece of land that has not yet been cultivated. The owner of this field is a soldier who died in the battlefield. The farmers and cattle who farmed at the moment are all aided by the territory. This aid will continue until his child grows up to support the entire family.

"You are such a generous and kind-hearted lord." Watching the soldier's wife carefully planting the child with her child, and then the skilled farmer sent by the Territory helped them cover the soil and water them, Charles couldn't help but sigh, " I never thought that there is an aristocrat in the world who cares about civilians like this!"

"Haha, you are not a nobleman yourself," Crick said with a smile. "Whether you or your father are people who care about civilians."

Speaking of his father, the look of Charles is slightly stunned, but there is a bright light in his eyes.

"Father, he... is the hero I admire. I want to be like him, there are still many things I have to learn!"

Crick patted his shoulder and nodded, remembering the **** battle with Dvor.

When did the Divor guy fall down?

Is it time to break into the enemy line? Is it time to hold the position? Was it involved in the war of the gods? Is it time to charge with the Holy Spirit? Or when the gods were besieged after they disappeared?

He tried hard to remember, but he couldn’t figure it out.

The memory of that battle is both clear and vague. He clearly remembers the fierce battle, blood, weapons collision, sorrow, roar, despair, anger and fear, but he has no way to remember many details. It was not long before the Ming Dynasty passed, and the pages of memory began to fade.

After pondering for a while, he finally sighed.

Anyway, Divor must have followed him to the enemy. Only by this point, it is not a warrior!

"The deceased has been paralyzed, but the living still has to continue to work hard." He looked up into the distance, boasting in the spring breeze, there have been many wildflowers blooming, "Diver he laid the foundation for this land, you will be able to Continue on the basis of the film he laid."

"Ok!"

"It is better to do better than him. The generations will carry forward the Oss family!"

"Ok!"

"I will continue to work hard, Divor, Spencer... and those brave soldiers, for their blessings, I will be able to stand here alive, if I don't work hard, I will have no face to see them after I die. what……"

Crick looked up at the blue sky and smiled.