In the fields, waves of wheat are rolling, people are laughing, scythes, and harvesting another season of rye. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The modified rye grains are full and sweet, making them a great delicacy for both bread and beer. The wheat in the field is so dense that it can almost lie down, and the yield is naturally frighteningly high.

This made Eve bitter, and after hard work to cut another clump of wheat, the soreness of her arms and waist reached the limit again.

She straightened up, scooped up the towel around her neck and wiped her sweat, her legs trembling slightly when she saw that her "area of responsibility" was only a third of the way through.

This ritual called "labor" is really a difficult test, and it is much more tiring than singing poetry in Erxiang. It's just that he has lost his original level again, and the magic techniques of blessing and brute force can't be used.

Eve had healed, the bandages on her body and face had been removed, but her flaxen-colored waist-length hair had turned into short over-ear hair, and her fiery red pupils were slightly dim.

Now she is a "Crimson Holy Maiden" and has to practice according to the schedule set out in the "curriculum". Her classmates were not only the pointy-eared gray elves who took care of her, but also a few strange girls, including the "pet".

The content of the "class schedule" is very strange, usually in the morning in the "classroom" that looks like a prisoner, listening to a round puppet talk about "extraordinary assembly language". In the afternoon, you will learn everything from the history of Fein to the customs of various places. Occasionally, I would look at the mirage at night, and after reading it, I would discuss the contents of the mirage with teachings.

Breakfast, noon and dinner were eaten in the public cafeteria in the town under the tower, and although the food was passable, the fact that she had to do everything by herself made Eve very uncomfortable.

In addition to studying, there are also "labor classes" every day. Today we are together because of the wheat harvest, and other times, everyone has different things to do.

The Grey Elves are said to be raising spiders, and because of their telepathic abilities, they often travel to another place to act as messengers.

The "pet" named Karin, except for maintaining a human form in the classroom, turns into a giant wolf at all times. Either in the fields tossing around with the druid named Befro, or going to the same place with the gray elves.

The little man with light blond hair and silver-gray eyes who doesn't like to talk like to mingle with the stonemasons and carpenters or patrol with the guards. Occasionally, when I saw her conjure up a giant sword that was taller and wider than herself, I knew that she was a brainless brute force woman.

As for Finney, Finney is the one she is most familiar with and the most talked about, except for Tess and the Holy Maiden of Rose, and Karin.

This little girl with white hair and green eyes did the most miscellaneous things, sometimes going to a place called the "infirmary" to treat the wounded, sometimes to the "government center" of the town to help with documents, occasionally to work as a lecturer at the seminary where the apprentices were taught, and to spend some time every day cleaning the small courtyard where they lived.

Finney and His Majesty...... No, the Count lived together, and her relationship with the Count was clearly extraordinary. To be honest, Eve is a little envious of what a great honor it is to always be with the main side.

However, when talking to Finney, she found that she only knew her identity, and she didn't know anything about the fact that the Count was actually the embodiment of Kem, which filled Eve's heart with happiness and pride, as well as the expectation of showing her worth as soon as possible.

The earl's explanation is to integrate into this place called Epsilon and mingle with everyone, although many things are still not understood, but the main order is my life, no matter how hard and tired it is, Eve will stick to it to the end.

"Eve, we're here to help you!"

Tess finished her area of responsibility and saw Eve staring at a large field of unfinished wheat, beckoning the Grey Elves to come and help.

Eve nodded reservedly, realizing that this did not match her identity at this time, and smiled and said, "Okay, thank you!"

The little man next to him didn't speak, and joined the team to help.

This one, named Ellie, should be born a pariah.

Eve thought so and didn't say hello to Ellie.

Fini stood on the ridge, holding a scythe, and said in a strange tone, "Eve, the area of responsibility assigned to you is the smallest, and you are still so bad that you don't do any work when you are fragrant?"

"We're working hard", Eve saw that everyone came to help, and didn't continue, and it would seem very uneducated to fight with others.

She went up to the ridge and tried not to let the expression of hatred show. The same set of coarse linen shorts on her body as everyone else was stained with mud, and she still couldn't change it in the bath, which was the first time she had experienced this kind of thing.

She gasped and said to Finney, "Study the sacred scriptures, sing hymns and pray, practice magic and sacrificial rituals, and never stop every day from morning till night, except for eating." ”

The corners of Finney's mouth twitched: "That can also be called labor?"

"There is nothing more sacred and meaningful than these things," Eve wondered, "Aren't we doing the same now? ”

"Labor is sacred and meaningful," said Fini, "but we don't work for the sake of the goddess." ”

Eve made herself act like she didn't understand, not angry: "What...... Why is that?"

"Why else? When the wheat is ripe, it must be harvested, and if it is not harvested, where will the bread be eaten?"

"Isn't this basic common sense?" said Finnie, in a strange tone, "Since we have a labor class, we treat the harvesting of wheat as labor, killing two birds with one stone, and that's it." ”

Eve opened her mouth, but didn't let out her anger.

If it is not a special ritual, but just a simple harvest of wheat, shouldn't it be done by the untouchables? This is common sense! When did the saint actually follow the untouchables......

Well, this is another path that my Lord is practicing, and I should put aside my past prejudices.

Eve warned herself secretly, looked left and right, and even stood on tiptoe to look.

Finney asked, "What are you looking for?"

Eve asked suspiciously, "Isn't there anyone who carries a chair and a kettle, and there is no fan?"

Finney glared: "Huh?"

"Isn't there a cheap ...... here? Do you want someone to serve?"

Eve asked cautiously, she was not dissatisfied, but felt strange: "We people pray and worship all day long, and our souls and bodies are dedicated to the gods. The rest had to be done by the servants, and it was their glory to be able to serve the servants of the gods. ”

"I know it's not the same here as Ika, and there's a difference in Lady Crimson's teachings. But we are saints who serve the gods, and we should have many people to serve us, just like Ika. If we spend too much time on these trivial things, we will delay our dedication of faith to the gods. ”

Fei Ni squinted her eyes and said, "Are you more noble than nobles?"

"Yes," Eve said in a natural tone, "isn't that so?"

Another voice rang out: "There is no fragrance here, there are no untouchables and slaves, everyone is equal. The position of saint implies responsibility, not a title of superiority. Your Highness or something, it's just a respectful title that everyone is used to, do you still think you are the alternate saint of Erxiang?"

It was the half-elf named Tina, who could be seen in the classroom and cafeteria, and was gone in a blink of an eye except in the classroom, and Eve knew the least about her.

Tina's tone was disdainful: "Don't mention what happened to Every, our doctrine is against all oppression! Untouchables, subordinates, slaves, and racial discrimination are unrighteous crimes in Epsilon!"

Poor people, they are ignorant, and please forgive them when Your Majesty returns to the faith.

Eve prayed secretly, but Tina's disdainful gaze made her retort: "That's not oppression, it's a gift." Without the opportunity to serve, they would not have survived, let alone bathed in divine grace. ”

"You ......"

Tina was about to say something, but Finney pushed her and said nothing, but Tina shut up.

The two often quarrel in the classroom and cafeteria, but in the face of Eve, there is a tacit understanding that makes Eve difficult to understand.

"Hello Your Highness, thank you for your hard work", a middle-aged man greeted beside him.

"Hello, Uncle Bevero!"

"It's what we're supposed to do, and it's kind of fun. ”

Tina and Finney responded politely.

Eve recognized the middle-aged man and greeted him: "Hello, Knight Bevero." ”

"Your Highness Eve, haven't you gotten used to farm work, come on," Bevero said with a smile, "Also, I prefer everyone to call me Commissioner Bevero, and I feel full of strength when I hear that." ”

Eve opened her mouth and didn't speak again, calling her nobleman clearly to show respect, but this person didn't appreciate it......

Befro was the "commissar of food and agriculture" of the "Epsilon Security Department", and he was responsible for the cultivation of fields and the raising of livestock. For example, when the wheat field was harvested today, it was he who greeted the "Organization Department" in advance, and the Organization Department told the Count, who changed this class to a labor class in the class schedule and asked the holy women to come and help with the harvest.

The deacon-like position of the committee member does all the work of serving people, and everyone has no distinction between him and him, which is another incomprehensible thing for Eve.

There are many things that are difficult to understand, there are thousands of people in Epsilon, but there is nothing similar to the Epsilon or the kingdom in general. There were no officials, no superiors, and they were in a state of chaos that seemed to Eve to be very disorderly.

It stands to reason that the epsilon should be very orderly, as can be seen from the departments set up.

In addition to the food and agriculture committee, there is also a catering committee in the Ministry of Security, which is responsible for organizing grain processing and managing canteens. The Textile Committee solves various needs such as clothing, shoes, hats, quilts, pillows, etc.

The living committee organizes carpenters and blacksmiths to make furniture, pots and pans and other living utensils for everyone, and in addition to meeting basic needs, special needs can also be solved. Having difficulty getting used to the lowly lacquerware, Eve was given a set of very beautifully crafted silverware.

In addition to the Ministry of Security, Epsilon also has a construction department dedicated to building houses, a health department responsible for the health of residents, a defense department responsible for security, a technical department responsible for delving into divine power and magic technology, and an industrial department that does not know what is produced, does not know where the workshop is, and does not even see a few people.

In addition, the organization department in charge of departmental coordination and personnel, and the service department in charge of various miscellaneous chores, with the scale of 1,000 people in the Epsilon district, there are so many departments, it should be a very orderly state.

But Eve didn't see a clear hierarchy, a clear order of dignity and inferiority.

The heads of the various departments, the so-called "commissioners", are not officials, but more like ...... In any case, Eve felt more like the organizer of the club that her classmates had privately established when she was practicing at the Fragrance Seminary.

For example, Lance, the clothing commissioner of the Ministry of Security, stared at everyone's clothes all day long, wondering if it fitted, asking if the style was like it, in short, it was her duty to make everyone dress comfortably, which is an official, isn't it a deacon who serves people?

Even the organization department plays the role of a mouthpiece, and there is no majesty at all, only the discipline department is a bit of a manager.

All members regard each other as brothers and sisters, without dignity or property, and Eve knows this kind of church, as many ascetic orders do.

But Epsilon is not a penance at all, the Ministry of Security let everyone eat and dress well, the Ministry of Construction let everyone live well, and also used the magic power of municipal facilities like Erxiang to make everyone's life more comfortable. The Ministry of Health keeps everyone healthy, and the Service Department solves all kinds of difficult problems and provides all kinds of convenience.

The Epsilon is clearly using the fragrance as an example, as if he is building a heavenly mountain, but he does not pay attention to etiquette and decoration.

The question is, how can such an order develop into a heavenly mountain without a noble bishop, without a stern priest, without a loving grandmother, without obedient and grateful servants?

Eve felt that this order would be easy to understand if Epsilon were to be seen as a university rather than a church.

Epsilon had a seminary, but it only taught the Conrad orphans, and the apprentices who didn't even have a co-op.

The people above the apprenticeship seem to have their own positions, but they will take a lot of time out of classes every day. In their opinion, the main thing is to attend classes, and the rest of the work is just extracurricular activities.

If the seminary is the lower grade and the clergy are the middle grade, these saints are like the upper grades, and together they form the great school of the Epsilon.

But even if it's an academy, even if there are no slaves, everyone is a classmate, it doesn't mean that there is no dignity.

In the Fragrance Theological Seminary, the lower rank is respectful in the face of the higher rank, and the same rank is based on family lineage. This is not a rule unique to Fragrance, it is an eternal law that the entire continent, no, the whole Finn, the whole world.

Maybe......

His Majesty is just pretending to be Lady Crimson, and he is not too concerned about the order within the church?

Eve suddenly felt that a heavy responsibility lay on her shoulders, and His Majesty had refreshed himself and devoted himself to this path, which should be to clean up this path.

Your Majesty's original name and original divine power can be thrown away, but Your Majesty's divine will of order must be upheld!