In the small village of Nisei, Mark was walking home.
William lit bonfires at some key locations in the village, giving some light to the small village of Nisei in the dark night.
Mark moved forward in the dim light.
He had just come back from warming himself over the fire at the cowherd's house.
Both families have a child who serves as captain of William's escort team. The same status gives the two people many topics in common.
However, this was something that Mark had never dared to imagine a few months ago.
His family is just an extremely poor family, while the cattle herder's family is an "upper-class family" belonging to the small village of Nisei.
Although this "upper-class family" has always been a joke in the city of Patras.
Looking back on the past, Mark had a dream-like illusion.
Without William's arrival, Mark doesn't even know where their family would be now.
"Thank you Lord! Thank you for his kindness!" When he thought of this, Mark couldn't help but muttered.
In fact, it wasn't just him, many families in the small village of Nisei looked grateful when they mentioned their lord William!
Especially after William led the escort team to defeat the lizardmen that invaded for the first time, this gratitude reached a peak!
Even the wild slaves were the same. Although William turned them into slaves, he gave them enough food and a warm place to stay.
Unlike before, although we have freedom, life is difficult!
Comparing the two, the wild slaves cherish their current life even more!
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The ground was covered with snow, and when Mark stepped on it, there were white footprints, which felt soft.
The winter wind was biting and made Mark's teeth chatter a bit!
Mark couldn't help but wrap up his Fors fox fur coat tightly.
This was the prey that his proud son, Climac, killed while hunting in the forest.
The meat of the Fortis fox was a bit unpalatable, but Mark and his family were not picky eaters, and all of it went into their stomachs.
The fox fur coat was made into a fur coat by his son, the tailor Bude, and given to him to keep out the cold!
"What a filial son!" Mark thought happily.
He originally didn't want to wear it and wanted to give it to his son for his own use, but Kerry said that during the shift, the lord did not allow them to wear other clothes and could only wear the issued uniforms.
If you violate it, you will be punished. If it happens frequently, you will be severely punished, and you may even be kicked out of the escort team.
These words frightened Mark and he quickly said, "The Lord's words are important! The Lord's words are important!"
Then half-heartedly, I happily accepted the fox fur coat, and wore it to work the next day.
When I meet anyone, I say, "This is the leather jacket my son gave me. It's extremely cold here."
"What? Who is my son? You don't even know who my son is?"
"Kerry! Klimak! That's my son! He works for the Baron and is a squad leader in the Baron's escort."
"That's right! It's not worth mentioning! It's just a squad leader! It's just a squad captain! There's nothing to say!"
"Look! The one in front of the guard team standing guard is my son!"
"Yes, yes! I also think it's a bit hard for him! But this is to serve the Baron, and this is the honor of our Mark family! No matter how hard it is, we will not cry tired! Besides, the safety of the village depends on them
Guard! A little hard work is nothing!"
"How can our respected Lord Baron work so hard!"
"Thank God, thank you for bringing us this wise lord!"
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Mark used to be relatively silent, rarely speaking, and his face was full of wrinkles caused by the burden of life.
But now, he has become much more optimistic. He talks about his son when meeting people. He smiles more and even seems to have fewer wrinkles on his face.
Although many villagers felt sour in their hearts, "Humph, didn't you just become the squad leader? People who don't know would think that they took over Master John's position? What's there to be proud of? It's just bad luck! If it had been
If my son is here, hehehe..."
Although they disagree in their hearts, these villagers who used to look down on Mark now have no choice but to agree with old Mark on the surface.
But even this was enough to make Mark's face light up and his heart feel very happy.
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Although the small village of Nisei has expanded a hundred times, all the former fields are wrapped in the city wall.
But except for the construction of many shacks in a certain area to house wild slaves, William did not build a large number of houses.
The villagers still live in their original huts with almost no changes.
The small village of Nisei used to be just that big. Even if the cattle herder's house was relatively far from Mark's house, it wouldn't take much time.
Not long after he came out of the cowherd's house, Mark came to his own hut.
Through the loophole, Mark saw the light inside the house.
I didn’t think anything of it before, it was already a great thing to have enough to eat.
But now, Mark, who had just returned from the cowherd's house, felt that his house was a bit small.
The cowherd's family has three thatched huts and a cattle pen, but their family only has one thatched hut, and all seven members of the family live in it.
Even now, his son Klimac no longer lives at home, but lives together with other members of the guard in the house provided by the lord.
But for a family of six, living in a thatched hut is still a bit cramped.
"After winter, it's time to expand the house. After all, the children are grown up, and it's time for Kerimak to marry a wife. Many villagers are already greeting him, and let him live in a house with his family.
It’s a bit inconvenient after all.” This thought came to Mark’s mind and became more determined.
With this thought in mind, Mark opened the door and immediately saw his skinny wife and four children in the middle of the room, warming themselves around a red clay stove, their faces all rosy.
There was briquettes burning in the red clay stove, and a clay pot was placed on top.
The clay pot had no lid, and Mark saw some lavender meat strips being cooked in the clay pot, making a sizzling sound.
A unique fragrance filled the whole room, making Mark's stomach growl when he smelled it.
Only then did he realize that he was a little hungry.
The sweet porridge we had at the cowherd's house had long been consumed in the chat.
At this time, a gust of cold wind blew in with wind and snow, blowing the flames in the red clay stove. Mark's wife quickly shouted, "Close the door quickly!"
"Oh!" Mark was startled, then realized what he was doing, took a step forward, closed the door, and used the stone next to it to hold it back.
"The lizard meat has been cooked and is waiting for you to come back for dinner! The children have been waiting for you for a long time!" Mark's wife said again.
"Okay!" Mark replied calmly and walked to the stove.
His child spontaneously made room for him.
Mark sat next to his wife.
A feeling of warmth came over me, and my whole body felt warm.