In anticipation, Alan finally walked into the city.

Fate will change here, and whose fate will it be? Alan thinks it must be his own.

The bustling streets, with a bustling hustle and bustle that the barony's domain does not have, are full of merchants, and even the legendary money can be seen at people's fingertips.

The currency on the continent is roughly the same, divided into three kinds of coins, which are not much different from the ancient times of the previous life, the money of the commoners is copper coins, and the money of the nobles is silver and gold coins.

It seems that gold, silver, and copper will be considered the general equivalent in every world, as if they were born with the name of money, and will always be loved and hated by countless people.

Maybe some people in the barony should still be rich, but they should all be copper coins, and they are buried in their own yards waiting for mold.

I am reluctant to use it, or I can't spend it, because the nobles in the territory pay more and more attention to their property, including the commoners in the territory, and they have begun to restrict the commoners from leaving the territory to work.

Looking at the chaotic scenes around him, with vendors roaring and a few noble ladies occasionally entering the elegant shop, Alan almost felt that this was the crowd.

The wheels were rolling, and pedestrians were getting out of the way, after all, it was someone from the church.

A short time later, the carriage stopped in front of a slightly taller house, and the church arrived.

Priest Bishop got out of the carriage, and after a short time several priests and nuns came out of the house, and Priest Bishop followed the priests and handed over the children to the nuns.

Alan didn't think the church was so luxurious, but his companions were already stunned, how could they have ever seen a big house about twenty meters high, usually low thatched huts, the great thing is the castle looming at the foot of the mountain, and I can't see it clearly, after all, it is the land of the lord, and the commoners told the children not to approach, for fear of causing some trouble.

Alan and Pheren weren't together, and the nun who took Eren away was Sister Agatha, at least that's what she said, and the children called her that.

Alan was fortunate not to be assigned much hard work, and his task was simple, to clean up the whole of Akaderma, which was the library, a place used to store books, in honor of a hero, because the academy was established above his graveyard, hence the name of the place where the books were stored.

Because this is only a church in a viscounty, so there is not a lot of books, and Alan's life is very easy, at least compared to others.

After fetching water and carrying a bucket into the library, you can see some children carrying heavy objects walking by on the way.

But don't pity these children, it's not easier at home.

You can even look at the daily treatment of children, when they first came to the church, each of them was taken to take a hot bath, tsk, this is the treatment of the noble lord, in their own home, at most fetch some water, use cold water to wash their bodies, and don't go back to wash in winter, after all, it's too cold.

The children who have finished bathing and are taken to the cafeteria, watching the smiling nuns feed them, eating hot meals, really, even if they want you to die, you will be happy to die.

Alan looked at his companions and laughed from the bottom of his heart, no wonder the church can be above the mainland, look at this means of buying people's hearts, how can they not be above the world if they are supported by some people?

Alan's work was very light, it was done as early as the next morning, he stood in the library bored, asked Sister Agatha, if she could read a book, looking at Alan with a light in her eyes, Sister Agatha agreed, just asked Alan not to damage the book.

Alan is very happy, the fastest way to acquire knowledge is to read books, now that he can read books, with his own talent, so many books, how much will he receive?

After opening the book, Alan still cried, wanting to cry without tears, and he didn't know how to read, so he made this book a waste of paper.

"Agatha, what is this kid doing?" I don't know when Priest Bishop came to the library, and suddenly made a voice that frightened Sister Agatha and quickly prostrated herself on the ground, and apologized vigorously.

"This is not a matter of caring for Sister Gesha, I opened the book by myself because I wanted to read it, and I hope that the priest will not blame Sister Gesha. Alan hurriedly explained.

"Do you know the words, little one?" said Priest Bishop, waving her hand for Sister Agatha to go down, with a slight smile.

The voice was so loving, like God caring for his children, that the light could almost be seen behind Bishop.

"I don't know, but I want to read, can you teach me, Bishop? Alan couldn't help but ask, as if Priest Bishop didn't seem to blame himself.

Priest Bishop looked at the child in front of him, the thirst for knowledge could be seen in his eyes, he did not want to refuse the child, but it was a pity that he only saw the thirst for knowledge in his eyes, but he did not have a trace of respect for the gods, and the heart that wanted to pull this child into the church seemed to be extinguished at once, he did not belong to the church, because there was no God in his heart.

Priest Bishop agreed with a smile, he pulled a book from the bookcase, handed it to Alan, and said that he would come to his bedroom every night and teach him how to read, but it would not take much time, and he would only speak once, and it was up to you how much you could learn.

Listening to Priest Bishop's words, Allen's arm holding the book pressed tightly, and nodded hurriedly.

Since coming into this world, no one has been so kind to themselves except for their parents.

The experience in this world has turned Alan's heart into glass, which can shatter into slag at the slightest touch.

For the kindness of Priest Bishop, Alan felt that it was difficult to repay him in this life, after all, he was only a "poor man".

He didn't know that the kindness he owed today would become so difficult to repay, and he would be so entangled.

Alan, who had nothing to do, could only return to his dormitory, which was arranged by the church, eight people in a room, a large room, more than enough to accommodate eight people, I think the former workers lived here.

Mother Agatha, who had not been punished, was very glad and decided not to do much in the future, because it seemed that it would be impossible for any child to have a chance in the future.

Priest Bishop did not leave the library, after all, he came here to find information, and found that Alan was just an accident, and after Alan left, he smiled and went to find the book he was looking for.