In winter, it gets dark very fast!

It's not evening yet, but it's almost dark.

In the small village of Nisse, Mark walks on his way home.

William lit bonfires at key points in the village, giving some light to the small village of Nisse in the dark.

Mark walked in the dim light.

He had just returned from the fire in the cowherd's house.

Both families have a child who serves as a squad leader in William's escort, and the same status allows the two to have a lot of topics in common.

However, this is something that Mark would never have dared to imagine a few months ago.

His family was only an abject poor family, while the cowherd's family belonged to the "upper class" of the small village of Nisse.

Although this "high family" in Patras City has always been a joke.

Looking back, Mark had the illusion of a dream.

Without William's arrival, Mark doesn't know where their family would be now.

"Thank you, Lord! Thank Him for His kindness! Thinking of this, Mark couldn't help but mutter.

In fact, not only him, but many families in the small village of Nisse were all grateful when they mentioned their lord William!

Especially after William led the convoy to defeat the first invading lizardmen, this gratitude reached a peak!

Even the wild slaves, although William had made them slaves, had enough to eat and a warm place to stay.

Unlike before, although you have freedom, you have a hard life!

Compared with 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, it was a snow-white footprint, which felt soft.

The winter wind was biting, and Mark's teeth chattered a little!

Mark couldn't help but wrap himself tightly in the fox fur coat on his body.

This is the prey that his proud son, Kerry Mark, once killed while hunting in the forest.

The meat of the Fox is a bit unpalatable, but the Mark family is not picky eaters, and it all goes into the stomachs of the family.

And the fox fur coat was made into a leather coat by his son, who asked the tailor Bud to give him a coat to protect him from the cold!

"What a dutiful son!" Mark thought to himself with relief.

He didn't want to wear it, he wanted to use it for his own son, but Kerry said that during his shift, the lord forbade them to wear other clothes, only the allotted uniform.

If you break the law, you will be punished, and if you do it more often, you will be punished severely, and you may be kicked out of the convoy.

These words frightened Mark, and he hurriedly said, "Lord Lord's words are important! The words of lord are important! ”

Then, half-pushing, half-pushing, I accepted this fox fur coat with joy in my heart, and wore it to work the next day.

When they met, they said, "This is a leather coat given to me by my son." It's cold. ”

"What? Who is my son? You don't even know who my son is? ”

"Kerry! Kerry Mark! That's my son! He worked for the Baron, and served as a squad leader in the Baron's bodyguard. ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Nothing! It's just a squad leader! It's just a squad leader! There is nothing to say! ”

"And voila! The one in front of the guard standing guard is my son! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! I also think he's having a bit of a hard time! But this is in the service of Lord Baron, and this is the glory of our Mark family! No matter how hard we work, we won't be tired! Besides, the safety of the village depends on them! A little hard work, what is it! ”

"How can our esteemed baron have so much hard work!"

"Thank you, Heaven, for bringing us this wise lord!"

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Mark used to be relatively silent, rarely spoke, and his face was full of wrinkles under the weight of life's burdens.

But now, he has become much more optimistic, and when he talks about his son, his smile has become more, and even the wrinkles on his face seem to have become much less.

Although many villagers felt sour in their hearts, "Hmph, isn't it just to become a squad leader?" Those who don't know still think that they have taken over the position of Master John? What's there to be proud of? It's just shit luck! If it had been my son, hum ......."

Although they didn't think so, these villagers, who used to look down on Mark, now have to echo Old Mark on the surface.

But that's it, it's enough to make Mark's face light and his heart flutter.

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Although the small village of Nisse has expanded a hundredfold, wrapping the former fields around the city walls.

But apart from the construction of many shacks in one area to house wild slaves, William did not build a house on a large scale.

The villagers still live in their original huts, which have hardly changed.

In the past, the small village of Nisse was only very big, and even if the cowherd's house was relatively far away from Mark's house, it would not take much time.

Not long after coming out of the cowherd's house, Mark came to his hut.

Through the loophole, Mark saw the light inside the room.

I didn't think it was anything before, but it was already a great thing to be able to eat well.

But now, Mark, who had just returned from the cowherd's house, felt that his house was a little smaller.

The cowherd's family had three huts and a cattle pen, while their family had only one hut in which the family of seven lived.

Even now his son, Kerry Mark, no longer lives at home, but with other members of the guard, in the house provided by the lord.

But a family of six is still a bit cramped to live in a thatched hut.

"After the winter, it's time to expand the house. After all, the children are older, and it is time for Kerry Mark to marry a wife, and there are already many villagers greeting him, and it is a bit inconvenient to let him live in a house with his family. The thought rose in Mark's mind, and he became more and more determined.

Thinking so, Mark pushed open the door, and saw in the middle of the room, his wizened wife, and his four children, roasting around a red clay stove, their faces flushed.

The red clay stove burns honeycomb coal, and a clay pot is placed on it.

The clay pot was unlided, and Mark saw that some lilac strips of meat were boiling in the clay pot, sizzling.

A distinctive scent filled the room, making the smelling Mark's stomach rumble.

He realized that he was a little hungry.

The sweet porridge eaten at the cowherd's house had long been consumed in the chat.

At this moment, a cold wind blew in with wind and snow, blowing the flames in the red clay stove, and Mark's wife hurriedly shouted, "Close the door quickly!" ”

"Oh!" Mark was stunned, then reacted, took a step forward, then closed the door and pressed against the stone next to him.

"The lizard meat is ready, just waiting for you to come back and eat! The kids have been waiting for you for a long time! Mark's wife said again.

"Good!" Mark replied faintly and walked over to the fire.

His child spontaneously gave him a place.

Mark sat next to his wife.

A wave of warmth hit, and the whole body was hot.

Mark thought to himself, this is happiness.