Old Borg was walking on the simple road in the village, his mind filled with the factional struggles within his church. He had believed in Talona for decades, and it was really hard for him to suddenly change his teachings.
The recent medical sects are all new priests, and they are the best among the young people trained by Cold Wind City last year. These people were greatly influenced by Lord Hugo, and they were restless after becoming Talona's priests.
However, by providing medical aid to the residents in the city, this group of people has a strong ability to harvest faith and has grown very quickly. In addition, with the support of the lords, they are very courageous, their power is expanding rapidly, and their number is increasing.
In fact, the fundamentalists also admit that providing medical insurance to ordinary residents can help them get promoted quickly. But they are similar to Old Borg, and they really can't let go of the past thinking for a while.
"Oh..., I hope there won't be a fight." Old Borg muttered to himself.
Throughout the Northland, and even the entire continent of Faerûn, Talona's believers are discriminated against and attacked like rats on the street. They can only live in remote villages and towns. For example, old Borg lives in the Black Forest and lives in extreme misery.
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The fundamentalists did not dare to offend Lord Hugo at all. Because Coldwind City is the only area where followers of the 'Mother of Plagues' can move openly, it provides protection and gives them space to develop.
Thinking and thinking, the village became even more lively at night. Old Borg turned his head and looked at a simple synagogue in the center of the village, knowing that a newspaper was being read inside.
There are more than 200 households in the village with a population of 500 to 600. Every day, 40 or 50 people are called into groups to study in the synagogue. They are all ignorant idiots. What are they studying?
But the lord had strict rules for the promotion of village chiefs - a quarter of the population must be illiterate.
When it comes to education, Cold Wind City is very willing to spend money. The lord has linked almost all welfare benefits to education, and he has publicly stated that he hates leading ignorant fools.
What is good at the top will be bad at the bottom.
If the lord wants to promote education, the officials below will naturally try their best to promote it. Even if a wizard apprentice wants to acquire new knowledge, the easiest way is to become a teacher in a school.
This newly built village holds a newspaper reading meeting every night. The village chief is also a young man from the city. After graduating from elementary school and choosing an official career, he has to teach a bunch of illiterate people every day.
"Oh..., it's really difficult."
Old Borg was actually quite critical of many of Victor Hugo's policies. It wasn't that the policies were bad, but that these policies suppressed many noble and decent people in the past.
For example, the village chief who was reading the newspaper in the village hall was actually just a young man in his twenties. In the past, he could have relied on the nobles to find a decent job as a tutor, or as a scribe, or with luck, as a tax collector.
But the lord said that scholars should work hard, so he kicked the recent graduates to the bottom to become village officials. They must work for at least three years, and they must be excellent in the annual assessment before they can be promoted.
Old Borg sighed for those young people. There is no lord in the world who is more difficult to serve than Victor Hugo. That kid has done too many things and plays tricks to trouble people.
But for the church, a foolish mind will not produce any faith, just like a stubborn stone will not have conscious existence. Faith can only be possessed by intelligent creatures.
Wisdom is not something you are born with, it requires education.
So pastors like Lao Borg are very entangled. They also want to help promote education and promote faith. But Uncle Zhou refuses - I will destroy anyone who dares to touch my education. I can only do this job.
, the pastors all stood aside.
"Victor has a lot of trouble."
Old Borg was very angry about this. He actually wanted to help, but he was reprimanded by the lord in person and showed no mercy at all - anyone who dared to disobey this matter would really be executed.
So now there are many more priests in Cold Wind City, such as the Goddess of Commerce, the Goddess of Magic, the Goddess of Dark Night, the Goddess of the Moon, and the Goddess of Elf Life.
But no one dares to mess around, and we still monitor each other - I can't preach, and neither can you. We can only get the power of faith from Victor Hugo, and we have to abide by the rules.
Newspapers are read in the village hall, which basically contains news from all over the North. In addition, there is also knowledge extracted from the altar of faith that is the gateway to true knowledge, including astronomy, geography, and humanities.
For many villagers, this information is like listening to a book from heaven, unfamiliar yet so attractive. Many of them have never left the place where they were born, working in the fields every day, and what they see and hear is very limited.
A mere newspaper will be recited repeatedly, and some special stories will be widely circulated. The residents of Cold Wind City will discuss things that happened dozens, hundreds or even thousands of miles away, and their knowledge will be greatly expanded.
widen.
This may seem like more gossip, but it is of great benefit to the cultivation of basic qualities and even the tempering of faith.
Old Borg stayed in the Black Forest. He originally thought that he was "well-read in poetry and books", but now he found that the "ink" in his belly was getting less and less.
Occasionally, the villagers talked and argued, playing "two children's debate". Old Borg was asked to judge, but he couldn't answer and ran away in shame.
"Damn Victor, this is all his fault. Those villagers used to be easy to deceive, and they listened to whatever I said. I said the sun was square, and they nodded in agreement.
It's getting harder and harder to deceive people now, and ignorant villagers even dare to question me. I've been embarrassed several times." Old Bog kicked the stone on the ground as if he was kicking his bad friend.
All the intellectuals in Cold Wind City have the same idea. Knowledge that was precious in the past is becoming increasingly cheap. If they don't make progress, they will be abandoned and eliminated in a short time.
But only enlightened people can provide faith and be welcomed by the gods. Old Borg is also in a dilemma. He can only curse a few times every day, but if anyone says something bad about Victor Hugo, he will immediately stand up to defend him.
Lord's reputation.
Return to your residence and light the oil lamp.
Old Borg found a book from his backpack and lowered his head to look at it - it was still a parchment scroll, thick and heavy, with limited written content and expensive.
Arcee is currently building a papermaking workshop. It is said that book printing will be more convenient next year and knowledge will be cheaper.
“It’s impossible if we don’t learn.” Old Borg looked at the “Barefoot Doctor’s Manual ‘Cold Wind City Edition Volume 1’” in his hand with emotion, “We are all forced, we are all forced.
I'm just a dwarf witch doctor, why do I have to go through so many things? But I have to choose between staying in the dark forest for the rest of my life, or following Victor and being tortured. I will definitely choose the latter, even though that guy is very capable of torture.
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There is also a piece of papyrus sandwiched on the title page of the "Handbook", with a notice written on it - 'In order to strengthen the overall quality of the medical team and better serve the masses, the Hanfeng City Practicing Physician Qualification Examination will be held in July next year.
'
Those who fail the examination are not allowed to practice medicine.
"Victor Hugo, we are all old brothers who started with you, how can't we live a stable life? If you don't give in, will you die?"
Old Borg scolded even more vigorously, but he knew that after this exam, the fundamentalist sect of the 'Mother of Diseases' would definitely fall apart - Victor Hugo had such a clumsy way to deal with any problem.
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