Seeking skin with the tiger......

Seek skin with the tiger!

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Cooperate with fanatical believers and seek skin with tigers!

Basically, the attitude of the Saxons towards faith is very intriguing.

At the beginning, the Saxons believed in the native Saxon gods, which can almost be regarded as an extension of Norse mythology, for example, Woden (Woden), and the god king Odin (Odin) in Norse mythology is only two pronunciations different, and for example, Saul, this time even the name has not been changed, it is directly Saul.

Then came the arrival of Christianity in Great Britain, and when the War of the Seven Kingdoms was in turmoil, King Ettlebert of Kent was keenly aware of the benefits of Christianity for his rule - like any popular religion in the world, Christianity emphasized that blood was born to suffer, and demanded that the peasants should be submissive in order to atone for their sins - and this was undoubtedly a relief for the King of Kent, who was in the midst of a large-scale peasant rebellion.

By the time Henry VIII of the Tudor dynasty was reached, Catholicism became an obstacle to the king's monopoly of power, and Henry VIII immediately established the Church of England (also known as Protestantism).

Having said all this, it is not to show anything, but to emphasize that the Saxons, like us Chinese, have pragmatism for faith and for gods.

Pragmatists have no faith.

In other words, pragmatists believe only in what is useful to themselves.

Therefore, Odega's attitude towards Adolfus can be understood, not to mention that Odegar is still a pagan, and the attitude of Catholicism towards pagans in the Middle Ages, needless to say, everyone should also know.

"It doesn't matter, they're actually a very well-controlled bunch of people."

Perhaps seeing that Odegar was a little uneasy, Magnus explained very intimately, but he didn't expect that this sound was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Odega jumped up directly.

"Calm down, calm down, they don't understand what we're talking about, calm down."

Mistaken again, Magnus quickly waved his hand and motioned for Odegar to sit down. Although the language is not understood, the action is universal, and a momentary gaffe can also cover up the past, and it is difficult to say for a long time.

Odegar calmed down.

In fact, this is not a big deal, just look at Adolphus, who is still smiling, although he doesn't know why.

"What did you say to him?"

Having taken care of Odegar's affairs, Magnus turned his head again, and in just a few words he had a very pleasant conversation with Adolphus—a very pleasant conversation, not an adjective but a noun, and Odegar could not help but be a little curious.

"It's nothing, I'm just saying that you feel that your soul has been saved, and you voluntarily donate a hundred Triss gold coins to atone for your sins."

Put on airs!!!

If it weren't for the fact that Magnus was his prince, Odegar would have been slashing people with a knife right now!

Before the Saxon kingdom was conquered by William, Odegar's annual salary was 20 pounds of silver—a salary that included all the land, rent, wages, and any other taxes that might exist—and that was quite a price!

It may not be obvious to me when I say this, but in other words, Odegar's 20 pounds of silver is enough to buy 100-150 acres of land if it is invested in real estate, and you should note that this is an acre; Then you can sit at home and be a big landlord with peace of mind.

Of course, this was due to the fact that England was sparsely populated at the time, and large tracts of land were wasteland, and the rulers were eager to sell them for gold and silver; But the most important thing is that these 20 pounds of silver are really a lot of income.

And according to the exchange rate, one pound of silver = 20 Triss gold coins, and the 100 Tris gold coins donated by Magnus on his own initiative are a quarter of Odegar's annual salary!

It's really a cub who sells his father's field and doesn't feel distressed.

No wonder Adolphus's eyes were smiling at all, and he said that he should be willing to be poor, that is, he said that he was happy.

After that, Magnus and Adolphus talked a few more words, and saw Adolphus nodding his head, turning around and going out, not knowing what to do.

"Alright, Uncle Odega, we've met our master, and it's time for us to go out for a walk."

"Turn?"

"Yes, Uncle Odega, you won't forget, will you? As I said, this will change your life, but just meeting a priest is not a change! ”

The village is not big.

This is a matter of course, a group of exiled priests, plus the aborigines of the village, even if you count the old and the young, there are less than five hundred people in the sky.

But the sparrow is small, but it has all kinds of organs.

The whirring bellows were accompanied by the clanging of iron, which was the sound of a blacksmith's shop; The crow of donkeys and the dull movement of stones are the sounds of the mill; In the enclosure of captive animals, chickens and ducks are chasing each other, and the mild-tempered cattle and sheep are nibbling on the hay; There are also those farmers who carry hoes and work hard in the fields, a quiet and beautiful scene like a fairy tale.

But it's weird.

It's just so weird.

Odegar looked left and right, and the doubts in his heart were almost at their peak.

Although he is a full-time hacker, Odega has been a landlord for more than 20 years, so he understands very well that this is not what a sparsely populated village should be.

What do those sparsely populated villages look like?

The dilapidated thatched huts, the unkempt and unclothed peasants, are full of, not only the dung of chickens and ducks, but also the of people...... The crops don't grow as well as in other places, they are all crooked, and they look like a twilight.

In short, such a village is dying.

And this village in front of them, Worden, they have the luxury of having a blacksmith shop! And the mill!

Where did they get so much iron...... No, where did they get so much money to buy iron! And it hasn't even lost money to the point of closing the door!

- Contrary to popular thought, it is unlikely that a medieval village would have had a separate blacksmith shop.

Because the spending power is not enough.

This is a very practical reason, iron does not have a shelf life like other things, if it is well preserved, an iron hoe can last for more than ten years - not to mention that the peasants do not use iron to make hoes at all, they all use wood - in this era, iron is a hard currency, and it can be exchanged for a lot of money!

Generally speaking, the villagers used iron to go to the towns to buy it, or wait for the iron needles brought by traveling merchants. Iron needles, this is the only place where the peasants have to use iron.

But this blacksmith shop, it's not the same.

Since it came out, the sound of tinkling has always been endless, even if it is specially made to show him, the cost is not small.

And then there's the mill, which, as we all know, was taxed in the Middle Ages – but you wouldn't really think that a noble lord would stand in front of the mill and collect a penny, would you?

In fact, if a mill is to be built in a certain place, the only thing it really has to pay to the noble lord is the initial construction fee, and as for the use tax of each time, it is to the local administrator, such as a knight or the mayor, and then the mayor of the town will give it to the noble lord.

The usage fee handed over to the noble lord is not too much, after all, the noble lord also knows the truth of fishing with all his might, but if you go through a hand in the middle, it will be completely different.

Odega, on the other hand, didn't think that such a sparsely populated village could support a mill.

Well, either this is the Black Mill, or someone paid for the villagers.

Adolphus?

It's not impossible, it's normal for a group of exiled priests to have some savings in their hands, and to the extent that the priest is not sane, even if he is dizzy and throws a lot of money with some 'compassion' thought, Odega will not be surprised.

But there is clearly one person in front of you who is more qualified.

Magnus, His Royal Highness the Prince.

This loser!!