Your Majesty, the Spectacle Has Missed the Country!

Chapter 29 For the God of Light!

As the captain of the third production team, Krell is full of energy these days.

Not to mention the promise made by the lord to free some serfs and become free people, even if it was just for the white bread and fish soup every night, the big guys still mustered up all their strength to work.

At the beginning, one of the eight production teams would always be first, and one would be last. Although everyone was a little envious of the first place, they didn’t have to fight so hard for it, because if they didn’t take it into consideration, it would be quite difficult. Ethereal promises, the only difference is the food.

But I don’t know since when, before dinner every day, there was an additional step of reading out the rankings, from the first place to the last place.

Then they will receive the dinner of the day according to the ranking of the production team.

For the first place, it is an honor to be the first to receive the heaviest food.

But for the last one, it was equivalent to a public execution.

It used to be quite painful for me to chew black bread while watching others chew white bread, but now... I have to step forward to receive the smallest amount of food under the gaze of others. Naturally, you can imagine the shame in it.

This gradually gave them a sense of collective honor. After all, no one wanted to be laughed at by everyone.

It is precisely because of this that the serfs were almost desperate and desperately looking for work, which made the masons and carpenters stunned.

After all... they had never seen serfs working so hard.

As a result, the serfs showed a strong enthusiasm for labor under the dual stimulation of honors and rewards. Especially the third production team headed by Krell was the best, winning the title of the best production team for many days in a row. .

However, when a team called the Ninth Production Team suddenly broke in, the scene on the construction site... gradually became a little strange.

"For the God of Light! Reform through labor, starting from me!"

"Atonement! Atonement!"

Every morning, the serfs who were still sleeping would be awakened by the roaring sound in the square outside their door.

Shabi personally led the team and encouraged the gangsters of the Ninth Production Team with words: "Look at where you are now. If it weren't for you converting to the great God of Light, how would you have the chance to get out of that cold and gloomy place?" In the dungeon, the noble Lord Bruno of Idar has provided you with the opportunity to atone for your sins. Now, it’s time to exchange your labor for the forgiveness of the God of Light!”

"Atonement! Atonement!"

Thinking of the dungeon mentioned by Sabi, the gangsters present could not help but shudder. It was simply...a nightmare-like day...

When they thought of this, their faith became stronger and stronger, for the God of Light!

"Although you are burdened with heavy sins, you are still civilians. Therefore, it stands to reason that you should be paid wages. However...in order to alleviate the sins you are carrying as soon as possible, Lord Bruno decided to give you what you deserve. Selflessly donate your wages so that more people can feel the care of the God of Light..."

At this time, a pious gangster suddenly raised his hand: "Report!"

"Say it!"

“Can donating money alleviate one’s sins?”

"Of course it's okay." Shabi nodded matter-of-factly.

"The villain's home still has some money, which is the protection money collected from the street. I am willing to contribute it to the great God of Light to alleviate my sins!"

"Wow!" Shabi did not hesitate to praise him: "If everyone thinks like this, how can there be a place like a dungeon in this world! All this money... is evil and the source of all evil. It will make it difficult for the glory of the God of Light to come to the world. Lord Bruno is a nobleman blessed by the God of Light. I believe he will grit his teeth and accept these ugly money and purify them with his pure faith..."

"I want to donate too!"

"I'll donate too!"

"I have no money...can I donate my house..."

Shabi waved his hand, signaling for everyone to quiet down, and said: "These donations are not in a hurry. Don't forget, why are we here?"

"Atonement! Atonement!"

"In this case, then go to work! Use your hands to repay the kindness of the God of Light!"

Blair and the others looked at this team in amazement. They were dedicated to hard work, regardless of hard work or work points. Even though they could get white bread and fish soup every time, they selflessly gave them to the second place. team, and then snatched away the brown bread that originally belonged to the bottom one.

The Ninth Production Team... what kind of people are they?

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Along the way, the leading personal guard officer Sam Layton has been emphasizing to Andy that he is Earl Sauron's personal guard.

Therefore, when approaching the Hanging Garden construction site, these personal guards of Earl Sauron who intended to break into the Idar territory were scared away by an Idar army.

Although these "Count Sauron's personal cavalry" escaped in the direction of the Idar military camp, Master Andy and his party could only accept the fact that they were "rescued" by the great Lord Bruno of Idar.

Bruno, the lord of Idar, warmly entertained the master carver beside the construction site, and then very tactfully expressed the horses and soldiers that the Idar people had lost to rescue themselves.

As a result, Master Andy had a cordial and friendly exchange with Bruno and reached a broad consensus on related issues.

Andy and his seven apprentices happily accepted Bruno's invitation to participate in the construction of the hanging garden with a monthly commission of ten gold coins.

After Bruno left, Master Andy sat in his room a little depressed. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net

"This is simply kidnapping! It's bandit-like behavior!" Master Andy complained.

"Teacher, please calm down..." Apprentice Gude on the side quickly comforted him.

"Hmph! I will definitely not carve statues or decorations for this barbaric lord!" Master Andy swore, "It just so happens that you haven't practiced for a while. Let's see what he wants us to carve. I'll leave it to you. Just practice your hands."

"Boom, boom, boom!"

After knocking on the door, White Barrell, the stonemason responsible for the construction of the Hanging Garden, walked in with a roll of parchment drawings.

"Master Andy!" he said respectfully.

"Who are you……"

"I am the mason in charge of this site. My father, Lowood Barrell, was the cousin of your neighbor who was once your friend's disciple." White Barrell said.

"Oh...that's it, then why are you here..." Master Andy rolled his eyes, it was all a mess.

"I'm here to send you the drawings. There are statues and decorations that need to be carved."

"Just put it here..." Master Andy said casually.

After White Barrel left, Master Andy snorted coldly and opened the parchment roll with some anger: "I am determined not to carve anything here..."

Before he finished speaking, Andy's eyes widened.

"This... this is... such a magnificent and exquisite building... If I can participate in its construction, my life will be worth it..."

"Don't interfere... I must complete the carving this time with my own hands..."

Having said that, Master Andy jumped up from his seat and went to explore the construction site in person.