MTL - Mercenaries and Adventurers-v4 Chapter 165 ,food! food! food!

Facing Kiel's question, Priest Batar shook his head: "If I can understand, I won't be a resident priest of the Church of Saturn."

"That's right, there are not one or two obvious reasons for that result. The seemingly normal test has completely missed various places." Seeing that his companions were looking at him, Keel shrugged: "First three They should be separated by a certain distance, which must be a distance where they cannot communicate with each other. Anyway, the information transmission efficiency of churches and nobles is much higher than that of rural villagers who have never been to towns in their entire lives. .So it is completely possible to separate the three places of the experiment."

"Secondly, the management in the experiment is too loose. For example, in the second area, people want to resell food, but no one will stop it? Before the food is distributed, it should be forbidden to use the food in places other than the local people. Of course , It’s not allowed to make wine at all, or to make food into other things for sale. The management in this area may be a loophole, or it may be deliberately done by some people, just because they don’t want to do it well and want to screw it up.”

After hearing this, Priest Batal had a complicated expression and felt sympathetic. He felt that what Keir said made sense. The various churches conducted experiments together. Although everything seemed to be going well, there must be stumbling blocks behind the scenes.

Especially when this story takes place in the northern part of the empire, the various churches in the empire are not like the kingdom of St. Halls, which is inseparable from each other, or in other words, never communicates with each other.

Not to mention respecting each other as guests, it is also the appearance of trying to kill each other when religious wars often occur.

"Finally, one of the most critical issues in the areas where the church priests are mainly working is that they have organized everything in an orderly manner during the experiment year, which seems to be very good, so that the people can eat enough and wear warm, which may be able to prove People will not get sick easily under good conditions. But the result of everything in the end is that it is just an experiment. A good life is enjoyed by people, but the most painful thing is to tell the people that such a good life will eventually have a end date."

Keel saw that a hotel next to the street was relatively clean and atmospheric, so he let the blood licking grass stop here and planned to spend the night here: "If you want to return to the original life in the end, what will the people in it think? Have seen the sunny Who would want to return to live in the mist? I think it is very good to be able to survive the double exploitation of the local nobles for a few years. The local people did not immediately follow the priests away at the end of the experiment. It’s because most of their property is still in the local area. Hehe, I think the real smart people of the people should have followed the priests away at that time, even if they would lose most of their wealth.”

"But maybe the smart people may sell the wealth that the locals can't take away to other people who don't understand it at a low price, or maybe sell it at a high price. Who can say for sure. But anyway, in the end, the local priests worked hard to educate Under the command, most of the wealth produced by the people must have finally fallen into the hands of the local nobles. But the educated people probably left the place. But what is this, the local nobles must recruit A group of people who lost their land moved there, they didn’t lose anything, and they even gained a lot of wealth for nothing in a few years.”

"Only the priests and the local people who were busy in vain suffered losses?"

Priest Batar's tone was a little low.

Kiel turned around: "It's hard to say. Although the people lost their fields and hometowns, they were educated and finally found a direction to rely on. And the priests of various churches, although they lost several years of time, they still have energy. But they have harvested a group of believers and people who believe in them and have been educated. It’s really hard to say who will lose and who will gain.”

"What do you think is the cause of all this?"

Keir shook his head: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say, productivity has improved, and social relations don't adjust, there will always be problems."

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The hotel waiter squeezed open the door to wait for the refugees from the southern provinces who were not leaving, and spat at them in disgust: "Go away, don't you see that you are blocking the way of the master knight and the priest? Hey, gentlemen, If you have a horse-drawn carriage, you can go directly to the backyard of our hotel from the side door here. The guys in our shop are very diligent and promise to take good care of these horses. Oh, what a tall and strong horse, it must be the best Beans feed it."

Kiel dismounted sideways, glanced at Priest Batar who also dismounted, and then smiled wryly.

He has not officially become a knight-rank warrior, especially he does not have the noble title of a knight lord, so being called a knight lord like this really makes him uncomfortable.

Although he did not take away some of the service benefits generated in this way.

No way, he said that he is not a knight, and people don't believe it.

This horse, this armor, and this weapon are all excellent.

And you said that Kiel has not received knight training, right? He is also undergoing knight training, and has made some achievements. He is hesitant to say that he is a complete knight-level fighter, but half of it, Kiel feels that there is no problem with his current strength.

The people from the southern provinces who were crowded at the entrance of the hotel saw the priest robes worn by priest Batar, especially the robes of the Saturnalia Church, and approached one after another, wanting to beg for some food.

Priest Batar not only did not refuse, but also looked excited and eager to try.

Kiel knew what the other party was going to do just by looking at his expression.

So he patted the blood licking grass's butt, let it and the prairie horse next to it follow the blood tooth in the carriage into the backyard of the hotel.

Kiel stood behind the priest, with his hands on his hips, escorting the priest to release the blessing of the "Blessed Bread" for the first time.

As a priest of Saturn, of course, priest Batar carried some crop seeds with him. He fumbled in the sleeves of his robes, while a circle of refugees waited for the priest to pull out something.

They guessed in low voices that the priest might give them some coins to buy some of the cheapest but filling rough bread, or perhaps some unhusked rye, and find a vessel After a long boil, it can at least make the whole family full.

But what Batar priest took out in the end disappointed everyone, even the hotel attendants who greeted Kiel and others were a little disappointed. He also hoped that these two masters would reward these beggars with some coins, so that these people would leave early. Go buy some food, don't keep blocking the door of his hotel.

Affect business!

Although there was not much business in the first place, after all, the number of caravans traveling to and from the southern provinces has been decreasing since last winter.

"Master Priest, just these grains? It's not impossible, at least it can keep the baby from starving." An old man wearing clothes that haven't been cleaned for a long time came up, clasped his hands, and wanted to take Priest Batar This small handful of crop seeds was rewarded.

But he took it empty.

The old man was a little surprised, but when he looked up, Priest Batar's face was not the mocking look he expected, but a smile.

This made the old man a little confused, what does it mean.

"Old man, please wait a moment." Priest Batar's voice gradually amplified: "I can see everyone's suffering. Hunger has always been the most important issue of our Saturnalia Church. I couldn't let everyone Have a full stomach. But!"

Priest Batar became excited: "'Blessed food'! I have been given the power of the great **** of agriculture, which can increase the number of grain seeds due to divine power. Although it is still watering the field with a wine glass, it is not enough to let everyone have a full meal today. Question! Look! Look! Look!"

The priest held up his hands and held the seed above his head. On his left chest, a cyan light spot lit up, even slightly revealing the priest's robe he was wearing.

There are no more shocking magical scenes, except that the grain held high by the Batar priest is shrouded in blue light, the most unexpected thing is that on the side of the palm of the Batar priest, less than half The grain seeds in his hand, but at this moment, a few grains overflowed.

It wasn't caused by the shaking of the priest's hands due to excitement.

Standing behind the priest, Kiel could see clearly. It was because in the palm shrouded in blue light, a miraculous scene appeared. The food in the priest's palm was crowded into two amidst the buzzing sound, and the food with a faint blue light suddenly burst into two. Appeared, and then gathered more and more, beyond the palm, and then fell down.

"Hey, food!"

The old man in front of the priest looked old, but he moved quickly when facing the food. When he fell to the ground, the movement of his hand did not change, and he directly caught the fallen food in his hand.

"Catch it!"

As soon as the old man sighed, behind him, the old man's sons and daughters came over in surprise: "Father, father, look, there is food! There is still more food, and more and more!"

All the people present were not fools. They watched in amazement at the countless grains falling from the priest's palm, as if there was an invisible bag standing on the priest's palm, pouring down the clean and full food continuously. Grain species.

"Hahahaha, this is the great blessing of the God of Saturn. Enjoy your full stomach! My compatriots!"

The priest was extremely excited, and he lowered his palm a little, so that he could hold it more easily.

The refugees gathered in front of him one after another, stretching their palms forward with excitement, trying to catch more food.

Everyone spoke strange words excitedly, some people exclaimed miracles, some followed Priest Batar's words and shouted the great Saturn, and it was not known whether that person was a follower of Saturn before.

Some people don't care about other things, just like crowding out others and letting themselves hold more food.

Seeing this kind of person, Kiel stepped forward and pulled him away. Originally, he wanted to give him a 'light' punch, but seeing this person's sallow and thin face and thin body , Kiel sighed, and had no choice but to say dryly: "Don't crowd other people."

The man was very scared when he was pulled out by Kiel, because Kiel, whose whole body was wrapped in metal armor, only showed his face. Not only was he very mighty, but he was easily grabbed from the crowd with only one hand. of.

"Yes, yes, my lord, I will pick up some more to feed my wife and daughter at home. Thank you, the great God of Saturn!"

This person finally choked out such a sentence, and it was obvious that he was learning and selling.

Kiel let go with a wry smile, and let him continue to pick up the falling grain seeds.

Some refugees couldn't hold it with their hands, so they took off their dirty jackets and coats, trying to use them to carry food.

Keir didn't care about this, and even greeted the refugees to call the family.

The more the better.

"Priest Batar, don't block the entrance of the hotel. Go to the open street next to it. Anyway, it's dark and there are no carriages. Go to the open place next to it."

After Kiel finished speaking, the priest moved towards the street in small steps, and the refugees who surrounded him also moved over little by little.

Some people were hesitant to hear that Keir asked them to return to the temporary shack to call their families together to receive the food given by the gods, because they didn't know when the food would end.

Some people listened to Keir's advice, because they didn't think that a master like Keir would come to deceive them, right?

So they asked the junior children next to them to return to their residence quickly, and let everyone come out to welcome the godsend.

"Hahahaha, don't worry, some are, some are! Hahahaha."

Priest Batar smiled happily. This was the happiest moment for him recently. Through the gap where the food slipped, he could see the excited faces of the people.

He might not be able to do anything before, but now, with his powerful ritual blessing ability, he also has the opportunity to change some things.

Like now.

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The refugees also have news circles among themselves, and the miracle that happened next to the hotel on the main street of the checkpoint spread quickly.

Those around me planned to go and have a look with an attitude of preferring to believe in something rather than nothing. And after it really passed, he also frantically took off his shirt and walked over.

The refugees, who were already full of food, rushed back to the temporary shelter with their bulging clothes as if they were protecting the most precious treasure.

Walking all the way ahead, the grain would be spilled in the turbulence, and the old man who followed behind would lower his head and dig out the grain that fell on the ground one by one, never letting go of it.

"It's the fullest seed, it's a miracle, it's a miracle."

As time passed, the refugees around the priest came and went, and came and went. Every refugee who came came over with the attitude of giving it a try, but when they finally left, they all held a piece of clothing. The food struggled to resist walking.

"Get out of the way! Why are you all gathered here! You stinky mud legs, go back to your dark huts."

A loud voice came from the main road when Kiel and the others came. Kiel turned around and saw a team of more than 50 checkpoint soldiers led by an armor-piercing soldier captain~www.novelbuddy. com~ running over.

Those soldiers were uniformly carrying long guns in their hands, and long swords in their waists. They were dressed in brown leather armor, leather helmets and leather boots, and were well-equipped.

The refugees were like a pile of rats seeing a whole team of old cats, and they fell into chaos with a bang.

At first glance, he was usually bullied and driven away by local soldiers.

Priest Batar naturally heard the shout from afar, as well as the sound of approaching leather boots stomping on the ground.

He gave Kiel a wink.

Kiel coughed lightly, smiled, and took the initiative to greet the soldiers.

"Stop! Stop for me!"

Keir stood in the middle of the road and stretched out his hand to stop. The group of more than fifty soldiers actually slowed down and stopped after approaching.

The soldier captain who led the team looked like he was going to eat the refugees, but after seeing Kiel, he became cautious.

"You, no, who are you? Didn't you see that these people from the south have already blocked the road? Hurry up and get out of the way!" The soldier captain seems to be a guy who knows things, unlike other people who saw Keel He was fully armed with iron armor and regarded him as a knight lord, but directly from the thickness and weight of Kiel's armor, it can be seen that Kiel is not a real knight.

In fact, this is not accurate, because not all knight armor is heavy steel armor like the Crowe Knight and Rumi Knight, which is the armor style that knights from the army like to wear. As for the knights from the knight family, the armor on their bodies is not very heavy, and it looks like the one Kiel is wearing to the naked eye.

But the other party still guessed right, Kiel is indeed not a knight, he is only half.

Kiel didn't give way when he heard the other party's questioning. He just stood in the middle of the road with his waist in his arms, blocking the distance between the soldiers and the priest refugees.