When Jon woke up, he had not opened his eyes before he could hear this voice that made him respectful and fearful.
"I, I have no money!"
Hearing Louis's voice, Jon closed his eyes like a conditioned reflex and shouted, "I have no money, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Louis just slapped him in the thigh and smiled helplessly: "Have you safe, you don't have to pay this time.
"Your Lord Lord has spoken. This is the injury you suffered to defend the frozen water port. You have to leave the public account - that is, you can be reimbursed."
...Too, so good.
Jon subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Because he fell into a coma halfway through the battle, I don’t know what the battle situation will happen afterwards, whether he has suffered other injuries, and how long it took. So he doesn’t know how much it will cost to cure his injury... This is just
I just cry poorly.
Although I was only shot and it was on the leg, it was impossible to have amputation. Because of the special technology of Sir Silver Church, amputation surgery would not cost much money.
But the old captain's treatment fee was really scared by Jon.
Because the battle ended slowly, the old captain had only one breath when he was sent to the church. By the time he was carried to the church, the treatment fee had increased to twenty-six pounds - this was the price after crying and poverty, before
The moisture content is twenty-eight pounds.
To be honest, this price is indeed not a sky-high price.
After all, this is the value of a human life.
The old captain couldn't afford to pay it.
After all, he was a veteran before, and he could afford to lose his family's fortune. Or he could only sell his beautiful armor and not only afford the treatment fee, but also more than enough.
He just didn't want to pay. He felt that he wouldn't be able to make the money back in the rest of his life... It would be better to leave more money for his children.
The militia regiment can receive no salary. When there is no battle, they are ordinary townsmen, each with their own jobs - basically most of them are fishermen. The only benefit is to get a little meat during the holidays every year.
eat.
When the town was in danger, they had to pick up their weapons and gather them to give the children and women time to take refuge. The militia regiment could join in with just one weapon, so most of them didn't even have leather armor.
Most of them are good at using guns and stabbing. After all, they are all fishermen. When they were young, they would go to play forkfish. They had speed and accuracy.
The most important thing is that guns are not expensive. At least it is much cheaper than a steel sword, at least to a level that every family can afford.
Of course, this is because the frozen water port has no iron ore and can only be transported from outside.
But if ordinary fishermen don’t get anything particularly valuable, each person’s annual income will be more than ten pounds... This income is actually not low, much better than the mainland farmers.
You should know that the secretary of the town mayor earns more than thirty pounds a year.
But the problem is that if you deduct daily expenses and taxes you pay, you really don’t have much left.
It would be great if each fisherman could save one or two pounds every year.
If his injuries were to be cured, he would have to be at least four or five pounds. His family could indeed take out this amount of money. But once it was taken out, it would mean that his family's savings were completely drained.
But his younger brother is almost married...
So Jon was very confused. He didn't even know how to tell his family that he had thought that he might as well die and asked his family to carry his body to ask the mayor for some money to compensate.
Or like the old captain, spending ten shillings to dig out the bullets, heal the wounds, and the rest are left to fate.
It depends on whether Sir Silver takes care of him or not.
But I think that Yinjue won't like someone as stingy as him.
After coming back to his senses, Jon couldn't help but sigh: "Thank you, Lord Lord..."
This amount of money may not be anything to them, and it may be even less valuable to a bucket of good wine and a comb.
Not to mention anything else, just a boat ticket from Frozen Water Port to the royal capital will cost at least eight gold pounds.
But for ordinary people, this is the deposit of four or five years, or even six or seven years, which will directly affect their family's life plans for the next few years or even more than ten years.
"Lord is such a good person."
Jon exclaimed, trying to sit up from the bed.
"Be careful, don't exercise vigorously these days. Your wound has not healed yet, so you can save your old injuries."
Louis reminded him, reached out to hold Jon's back and helped him sit up.
He asked Jon with some curiosity, "Jon, what kind of person do you think your Lord Lord is?"
"Good guy."
Jon said firmly.
“…because he paid you?”
Louis was amused and crying.
Jon shook his head and whispered:
"Because he has such a good background, he can still treat us as human beings. He can still remember that people like us don't have much money in their families."
He glanced at Lyon, who was still in a coma, and his face was a little complicated: "I'm even willing to heal someone like him..."
"No, I think the Lord is willing to heal his wounds, at least it is not from kindness. Well, I won't talk about this."
Priest Louis shrugged and spoke with interest: "You may not know how respectful and fearful those who came with you... of your Lord."
"fear?"
Jon replied without hesitation: "Then they will be punished - why should we be afraid of someone who has just saved himself?
"It's different from our mayor. The mayor himself is a scholar from Frozen Water Port and grew up with me back then. It's normal for him to be closer to us young people.
"But Lord Lord, he is not. Whether these goods are lost or not has nothing to do with him... He will not charge us half a share of taxes because the goods are lost. Whether we die or live has nothing to do with him. But he is
In this kind of situation without any benefit, fighting against those robbers... Isn't this a just act?
"No matter how cruel the adult's means to the enemy, his purpose is to protect us, to protect the frozen water port. The more cruel his means, the more respected he deserves, because he fought for justice."
Jon replied with great confidence.
The brief speech Annan gave to them flashed through his mind, an exasperating and exciting command.
As cold as the wind of winter, it makes people feel excited—
"What is most respectable is that as the lord... he charged forward and was the first to rush towards the robber!"
Jon said very seriously: "Mr. Louis, you have to know that they have guns! These trucks of goods are half a life for us, but does he really care?"
Upon hearing this, Louis's face looked slightly serious.
The tall red-haired priest nodded slowly: "You are right. Also, you don't know, Jon... Lord Lord didn't even go to see your mayor before, but took you two directly
I walked towards the church. This did not comply with the rules. I happened to meet you on the road with me, so I quickly brought you over.
"If he was just for acting, there was no need to hurry up on this time. Because for him, there was no difference between whether you were dead or alive... The only difference was that you would pay more because you delayed for a longer time.
Money and body will be damaged more seriously, and may even be amputated.
"He is the son of the Count, and he must also know that our Silver Lord Church is not good at healing. If you come two hours later... your leg may be gone."
As he said that, Louis patted Jon's thigh again and said seriously: "You really have to thank the Lord Lord, but it's not because he saved you money, nor because he can remember that you civilians have no money.
.
"But because he really cares about your life and health... that's why he breaks the rules. He believes that human life, your leg, is more important than his face."
The wound on his leg healed very well. After being patted by Louis twice, Jon didn't even feel the pain.
But when he heard Louis's words, his heart felt so warm that it was almost bitter.
His admiration for Annan has almost increased to a level of fanaticism.
Although he was injured, he felt happy. Just as when he just succeeded as the militia captain, his father quietly took out his coffin and replaced him with a used leather breastplate.
.
No expression is needed, let alone speech.
Just the behavior itself is enough to warm people's hearts.
Although the Lord's face was cold and scary at such a young age, he was not only brave, fair, and properly handled his work, but also had a warm and humane heart.
It's so lucky to have such a little lord with such a fatherly collar... in Frozen Water Port.