Rough voices shouted in the fields, and then a huge waterwheel fan wheel was gradually hoisted and installed on the edge of the river.
The river in the mountains flows gently, and bursts of water are carried up by the waterwheel, enter the channel on the side, and then slowly spread into the distance.
Although it was early spring and the weather was still very cold, these people seemed to have endless energy and enthusiasm. Everyone watched the waterwheel slowly turning, and a sense of excitement and expectation flowed in their hearts.
Halfway up the hillside, Gweir was wearing a crow-blue dress and sitting on a white chair, looking at the people below. Next to her stood Iena, and there were two guards not far away.
"Is that the waterwheel that Master Wuming mentioned?" This was the first time for Geweir to see such a thing.
"Yes, Miss. As long as we have a waterwheel, we can save a lot of manpower for watering in the future, and everyone will be more relaxed." Iena has seen similar things in Iron Hill City before, those excellent blacksmith workshops
, will use something like this to divert water from the foot of the mountain.
"Everyone seems to be very happy." This is the first time that Gweir has seen everyone smile since he took over the territory.
"Yes, because everything is slowly getting better." Iena explained slightly proudly.
"Since the beginning of spring, under the leadership of Lord Wuming, a large amount of wasteland has been opened up in the valley and along the river. And according to regulations, most of them will be allocated to their own names. Everyone only needs to pay a small amount of food."
Seeing that Gweir seemed puzzled, Iena continued to narrate on the side.
"Such behavior is actually very rare, because most nobles regard the land in their territories as private property, and people farming the land are just doing work for the nobles, and most of them are not their own."
"That's right, this is just a simple beginning." The unknown knight's voice came from one side, and he was seen walking up the hillside step by step. The two guards quickly saluted him. Who doesn't know now that this talented knight
He is the real talker of the territory.
"Good morning, Lord Anonymous." Gweir lifted up her skirt and bent down to salute. Then she raised her head and looked at this mysterious knight. Unfortunately, she had never seen the face under the mask.
"Sir." When Iena saw Lorraine Hill coming, she quickly asked the guard to bring another chair and placed it next to Gweir so that the two of them could sit together.
After that, people below gradually further installed and strengthened the waterwheel, added a roof to protect it from rain, etc.
Looking at these people who were full of vigor and vitality, Lorraine Hill also felt a touch of fulfillment in his heart.
"Has Miss Guever imagined her own future?" Sitting next to the noble girl, the unknown knight spoke, which made Guver's heart tremble and she was a little caught off guard.
"Probably." She turned her head slightly and looked at the knight covered in armor. Is this gentleman testing me?
"Oh, can you tell me about it?"
"Probably just follow your orders safely and do what you asked me to do." Gweir said seriously.
"This..." Under the mask, Lorraine Hill was a little surprised. This was completely different from what she expected.
She originally thought that this eldest lady would say something about becoming a qualified honorable noble and leading everyone on what to do, or that she would retire to the countryside and live a happy life of getting married and starting a family.
"Perhaps you can think about what you want to do, what wishes you have, etc." Lorraine Hill wanted to enlighten this young lady.
"This is my wish, sir." Gweir further confirmed that this was Lord Wuming testing himself.
"I know that you want to do your best for me so that I can find my own happiness." Gweir looked at the open space under the mountain and spoke slowly.
"However, I am not the kind of person who yearns for unfettered freedom, because that would make me feel at a loss as to what to do and lose my direction."
"Just tell me what to do. I hope Gweir can satisfy the adults, and then you will give me meager care and protection, and Gweir will be satisfied." She is a bird who cannot find the meaning of life on her own. She needs
Others will give it.
"That's it..." the knight whispered.
Lorraine Hill felt the emotions and moods conveyed in the words, and gradually understood the young lady's thoughts.
Not everyone knows what they should do. Maybe some people have never discovered the meaning of life, but it does not mean that such a life is painful and a failure.
Some people find peace in their close family relationships, some gain recognition and affirmation by following their great careers, and some watch their children grow up with happiness and cheer for the growth of new life.
In the final analysis, people are looking for a kind of recognition, perhaps from their parents, perhaps from society, or perhaps from history. Such recognition allows them to perceive the value of their lives and believe that they are valuable.
"If that's the case, I can give you a promise to put your mind at ease."
After a pause, the unknown knight slowly spoke.
"I need you, as a qualified territory manager, to lead everyone step by step towards prosperity and progress, and gradually build a beautiful home."
"As a promise, I promise to protect your safety, protect you from bullying, and live under a peaceful roof. Even if time passes and you no longer hold any position or identity, I will still guarantee that you will have a comfortable and peaceful living environment.
Live the rest of your life peacefully without being disturbed by the outside world."
That voice, as low as rust, was not beautiful, it was so low, but in Gweir's ears, it was like a ray of light, gradually breaking through the void and filling her heart.
The empty heart seemed to be gradually filled at this moment, and she finally found the support and spine of life. This promise was like a warm pillar, gradually supporting her anxious and restless mind.
Blinking his eyes rapidly, trying not to let the warm liquid in them flow down, Gweir nodded.
"Gweir has received it and will remember this promise for the rest of his life. I just hope that you will not dislike me."
You are so stupid. Didn't your grandma tell you when you were a child? Don't believe any promises, because everything will pass and be forgotten.
But, that voice is so addictive, I am willing to believe in the promise he made, just like when I was a child, I believed that wishing on a shooting star would come true.
What a fool, Gweir, you are just a beautiful bird being played with. When you grow old, no one will remember the promises you made in the past. Those are just lies to coax you.
But, but, I have no other path to choose.
If this is just a sweet dream, then please let me quietly enjoy the remnants of this sweet dream before I wake up.
I will try my best, I just hope that adults will not abandon me. For such a small wish, I beg the gods to take pity on a powerless bird like me.
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PS: Last night’s chapter was actually not very complete because I was in a hurry when publishing it (the call was dead at 12 o’clock in the morning 0 0,), and more than 800 words of content were added later.
If the ending you see is "The bird cannot be freed", then it is correct. If not, it proves that it is missing and you can refresh it.