savior epic

Chapter 6 Blasphemy
His son took great interest in mathematics, but Baron Artest was a little restless.

Just because my son studied mathematics like a demon, he asked himself for books on mathematics during lunch, but within 5 minutes, his son asked his financial manager to read it to him because he was illiterate.

Naturally, the Chief Financial Officer suffered a lot, and Baron Artest also suffered. There were only a few people who could read and write in the huge castle, and all of them held important positions, and the time for the market was approaching, so they were busy with work.

Baron Artest himself has leisure, but his meager literacy is only enough to handle daily income and expenditure reports.

"My respected Baron, Ronald has been pestering me all day," the treasurer finally got away, complaining: "At the end of the day, besides studying, I have to deal with his tricky math problems, as well as the obscure books in the book. The words are driving people crazy, Baron, if this continues, I will not be able to handle the financial reports of several villages."

"Sorry, sir, I should hire a math teacher for Ronald." Baron Artest apologized.

"This is the best." The treasurer was eager to get rid of the well-known fool, and struck while the iron was hot: "I have a candidate, and no one in town is more suitable to teach Ronald except her."

"Who? A woman?" Baron Artest asked back.

"Yes, Isha is the priest of the seminary. She is knowledgeable and knowledgeable in mathematics. She is proficient in Kashi and Yavin. She is a kind and kind old man. There are quite a few math books."

Baron Artest thought for a while, then hesitated and said, "Don't the priest need to be busy with theology?"

"One year ago, Isha, the priest, handed over the work of the lecture hall to his successor. He lives a leisurely life and spends all day with his granddaughter Lomea. He must be willing to take over this job." The chief financial officer said.

Baron Artest nodded. He wasn't worried about Ronald's faith issue, because he understood. His son's belief in the True Cult was not devout, and he had no feelings for the Giant King Cult. This stupid child would not argue for his faith.

"Okay, I sent someone to invite Isa to be the officiant, is there anything else?"

"Baron, no wizard, the scholar asked the prisoners to try the improved leprosy potion." The treasurer changed his words in time, because he was originally a true believer, and he kept secrets about wizards.

Baron Artest frowned. The wizard's youngest son suffered from leprosy. He had already lost his sense of pain, and there was no cure for it. The wizard who loves his son had to prepare the potion himself to relieve his young son's illness, but before drinking it, he They will ask to arrange their own manpower to test the medicine.

This matter is not new, most of the time the baron arranges the prisoners to test the medicine, and every time the wizard will pay for the prisoner's ransom, as well as a large subsidy.

But right now. In order to repay the gods, Baron Artest has already pardoned the freedom of the prisoner who violated the precepts.You know, there are only a few hundred people in Resurrection Town, and except around the mourning day, there will never be many townspeople who are imprisoned for crimes on weekdays.

"My lord, is this your test?" Baron Artest sighed in his heart, so he had no choice but to say with difficulty: "Convey the scholars for me, I can't arrange for prisoners to test drugs."

The treasurer hesitated for a moment: "Baron, in fact, you can let the prisoners try the medicine before releasing them. In the past, scholars would help the prisoners to redeem themselves. You can give the prisoner the money for the ransom, and then subsidize it. His face."

Baron Artest shook his head, there is no room for negotiation on this matter.

His son finally got rid of the state of being stupid all day long. Although it was still not satisfactory, Baron Artest understood that he should not ask too much from God, nor should he disobey God's command.

I spent a whole day guarding the bookstall as usual, and today's income is much less than yesterday. Except for Yidelai who renewed the loan for a day, no one patronized it.

For dinner, Chen Yi stewed apples and peas, bought river fish soup, and added a sliced ​​bran bread. The three dishes were actually quite hearty for one person.

Yes, alone.

Hedwig stared longingly at the steaming fish soup: "You are so extravagant, brother."

The fish is not too fishy, ​​Chen Yi pulled some weeds to remove the fishy smell, coupled with the skill of making the soup from her previous life, the fire was well controlled, and it was full of fresh and sweet taste.

And this is too much torture for Hedwig who can see, smell, but not eat.

"Girl Pepper paid for a pepper for the book, so it's a bit extravagant." Chen Yi pulled out the cheese, and sliced ​​it aside.

"Yes. Well, it smells so good." Hedwig never took his eyes off the fish soup.

Cheese, stewed fruit or mushrooms, bran bread. For this boring and monotonous life, how rare and fresh is a fish soup.

I remember that when I was young, my family could eat lamb, white bread sifted out of wheat bran, and fruit pudding for dessert. Hedwig could not help thinking about the smell of fish soup.

But does that count as your memory?
This unreasonable and incoherent thought made Hedwig feel lost.

The thoughtful look of her cousin fell into her eyes, and Chen Yi was very puzzled.

What's wrong with this kid?puberty?
When she came back to her senses, Hedwig saw Chen Yi looking at her, her cheeks were hot, and she murmured for a while: "Eat quickly, brother, eat quickly."

Chen Yi grabs a piece of bread, pours some fish soup on it, and puts stewed fruit on top of it, and waits for the bread to soften before eating.

Unleavened bread, even if soaked soft, is still crunchy.

"The bread I baked by myself is delicious." Chen Yi said casually.

"Yeah, I heard people say that bakeries in the city stuff wood chips and even stones into it." Hedwig echoed, glanced at the fish head in the soup, and quickly took it back.

Fish out a piece of fish, only added a little salt, but it was not tasty enough, Chen Yi sandwiched it with cheese and brought it to his mouth.

Sweet with slightly sour taste, not bad.

For so many years, Chen Yi felt that she had learned to enjoy the hardships of lack of food.Spring rolls, white-cut chicken, boiled fish, he would like to cook some delicacies in his memory, but in this world where condiments are scarce, even the price of salt is extremely high, and a liter of ten or twenty silver reeds is considered cheap.

"Brother, can you serve some fish soup later? Is there any fish for me?" Hedwig mustered up her courage and suggested in a low voice.

"Huh?" Chen Yi was puzzled, she was a memory projection, unable to touch the real substance.

"I want to smell it, smell it for a long time. Just treat it like I ate it." She said shyly.

"Of course." Chen Yi smiled, stood up and filled a bowl, and placed it in front of the blond girl's face, "Eat well, Hedwig."

Hedwig raised her face and smiled shyly: "Too many."

Having said that, she has no plans to return it.

"I'll eat some fruit after the meeting." Feeling hungry, Chen Yi wanted to eat something sweet with the idea of ​​having an apple after dinner.

"Don't eat raw fruit, barbarians do that." Hedwig reminded worriedly.

On a night that is not completely full moon, ascending to the Kingdom of God is more painful than yesterday.

The bronze door trembled like a bell, accompanied by the heavy pale rain in the dream, Chen Yi felt a sharp needle piercing her brain from the inside.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Yi once again stood on the Sea of ​​Thousand Pillars of Clouds.

Still looking at Easter Town.

In the small town after the curfew, only guards patrolling the streets, occasionally priests, priests, and doctors.

"The baron hired a math teacher?"

Looking down at the castle, Chen Yi saw an old lady in red clothes being welcomed into the castle by the Baron.

"Luomea's grandma?" Chen Yi was slightly surprised. Out of her affection for Miss Pepper, she naturally paid attention to the reclusive Isa officiant.

"May you be favored by the king of my king, Baron Artest." Isa officiated with four fingers pinching the crown.

The Juwang Cult enshrines the great king who stepped on two snakes in the age of mythology. In their legends, the king with the mountain as a sword exiled the gods of the true religion who created the world.

The teachings that are almost completely in conflict have been regarded as blood feuds for thousands of years.

".I also hope you will be favored, Lord Officiant." Baron Artest hesitated.

Chen Yi naturally noticed that the Baron's answer was ambiguous.

He neither wanted to offend God, but also worried about exposing his unbelief in paganism.

"Take me to see your son, my lord." Isa said with a gentle smile.

Fortunately, the priest Isa didn't find any clues. The baron was relieved. He led the priest Isa to the outside of Ronald's bedroom, and apologized: "My lord, Ronald is naturally dull. I hope you will forgive me for asking some offensive and childish questions."

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, my lord," the priest said with a smile after saying a few words, "Stupid children are angels without wings, so children speak freely."

Hearing this, the baron was relieved, and he was really as kind and kind as the rumors said.

When the two of them entered the room, they saw Ronald who was doing quick calculations at his desk. The servant beside him had prepared some quill pens soaked in ink for him. Ink.

From this, Ronald was able to write the numbers on the hemp paper almost without pausing.

"Ronald, Ronald." The baron yelled a few words, stepped forward and patted Ronald, and said, "I invited Priest Isa to teach you mathematics, please be polite, Ronald."

teach math?Ronald stopped writing, looked at the officiant Isa outside the door, and the corners of his mouth curled up brightly: "Great dad, I'm stumped by my problem, teacher, can you help me solve the problem?"

Priest Isa was stunned when she heard the words, then smiled kindly, and said, "Of course, little Ronald, if you're in such a hurry, I'm afraid no one can learn better than you."

"Hello, Priest Isa, come quickly."

Chen Yi looked at this scene from afar, and he glanced at Ronald's hemp paper curiously.

Ronald is finding the area of ​​a triangle, a right triangle, which doesn't look too unusual.

But upon closer inspection, more than a dozen auxiliary, equal-width rectangles were drawn on the right-angled triangle.

Chen Yi was startled, was she seeking the limit?calculus?

"Teacher officiant, this triangle can draw countless rectangles. The area of ​​each rectangle is different, but the area of ​​each small triangle that does not overlap with the triangle is equal." Ronald couldn't organize words, he struggled And after narrating these excitedly, in the end I couldn't even say what I wanted.

Isa's officiant's expression changed from being kind at the beginning, to bewildered and curious, and finally frowning.

She glanced at the baron and said with a wry smile, "Little Ronald is not stupid at all."

The baron froze for a moment, then smiled proudly and guilty, not knowing how to speak.

"I'm not a fool, I've never been, I've always known," Ronald snapped, "an invisible teacher taught me the most basic multiplication and division, as well as geometry."

"Invisible teacher?" Priest Isa looked puzzled.

"Yes, the invisible teacher, he is wrapped in light"

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Chen Yi, who witnessed all this, frowned, and if she pursued further, Ronald, who was defenseless, would definitely expose everything.

Pausing the time, Chen Yi's fingertips landed on Yisha's officiant as she was familiar with the road.

"You won't ask about it any more."

A gleam of light descended into the castle and penetrated into the forehead of the priest Isa.

Chen Yi has done countless times to guide other people's emotions and thinking.

Press Resurrection Town, and time passes again.

Officiant Isa got up slowly, her eyes no longer fell on Ronald, and she seemed to have no interest in asking questions.

however,
She turned her head abruptly, her old eyes fixed on the window.

Step forward and face the sky.

The wrinkles on her face twisted together, and she couldn't suppress her angry roar:

"Profane soul, why did you steal the authority of the gods!"

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