"Sister Ci.

When you read this letter, I was in the carriage of Priest Bertha Verling, probably in the parish of Port Sanctuary.

Parish of Amster, is it starting to snow now?

Priest Bertha said that the Parish of Amste had a sudden snowfall every year, and that one morning in the winter months, the streets of Amster City would be filled with snow.

At the time of writing this letter, I am in the warm spring parish of Princy.

It was already part of the territory of the Xiyi Empire, and as the first of the three empires, the diocese of Princy was more prosperous than Emster, and the believers of the god of light were more devout. At the end of October, I left Emste and it took more than two months for me to pass through the diocese of Jesdan and reach the diocese of Princy.

Amster, Jesdan and Princy and through the parish of Casabuca, we reach our destination: the Holy Port.

Priest Bertha said, "This trip is four or five months, which means that I want to come back to see you in the future, and I will come and go, and I will be gone for a year."

On our way here, Priest Bertha kept telling me about the Holy See.

She said that when the seal in my body was broken, she would recommend me to study at the Holy Land Harbor Monastery.

If I want to become a papal seeer like Priest Bertha in the future, I must only have the purest light source power left in my body.

Along the way, I passed through the various dioceses, where the priests of the Holy See blessed and healed the faithful.

There are many people who have been helped by the Holy See, and this makes me yearn for it.

Perhaps, I should also learn how to be a good priest? Of course, as Priest Bertha said, I am still young and have a long time to think about what I should do in the future.

Sister Ci, the diocese of Princy is rich in tea, and a package is included with the letter for everyone to taste fresh.

Your sister Rachel, I hope you have a great time in Amster.

Priest Bertha is about to depart, so we'll talk about it next time. ”

After writing the last word on the paper, Rachel put down the quill and dried a few pages of the letter paper in small clips before placing them in an envelope and sealing them with red wax.

Priestess Bertha Verling, who had Rachel's letters and tea delivered, got the two in a four-wheeled carriage.

The diocese of Princy is like spring all year round, and in addition to the production of tea, there are also colorful flowers and fruits, and the flowers mixed with the smell of fruit are constantly drilling into people's noses as horse-drawn carriages pass through the city.

Compared to the barren diocese of Amster, the promising priestess Bertha was not exempt from vulgarity, and apparently preferred the diocese of Princie.

Vendors sell the novelty of the Xiyi Kingdom along the streets, and the last time the three empires fought, the Xiyi Empire defeated the Spur Country and the Ruilan Empire, showing the strength of its country's rich and powerful people. In the face of the powerful prosperity of the Xiyi Empire, Bertha was curious.

But Rachel, who was only twelve years old, sat in a four-wheeled carriage, with a straight posture and did not squint.

Bertha felt that compared to her lazy mercenary sister, Rachel had clearly undergone the strictest aristocratic ceremonial parish.

At a glance, even when you laugh, the curvature of the corners of your mouth is very standard.

Amster's complicated Bertha knows that the Rachel sisters have ended up there for some reason, and it can be seen that Rachel is very dependent on the mercenary sister.

However, Bertha Verlin wouldn't spend so much effort on Rachel for no reason.

In addition to the sealed light source power in Rachel's body, Dean Lilman also said that she is a genius who never forgets to learn magic.

Genius has no one to recommend, only buried in barren Amster, Priest Bertha secretly thought, Rachel's guide, she is decided.

The gears of the carriage creak and turn, bringing Bertha Verling, who has a special purpose in the carriage, and Rachel, who has been silent, to an unpredictable life.

Their destination is the center of power and faith in the entire Magic Continent: the Holy Land Harbor.

The letter to Liu Ci and the tea leaves given to her are also on their way to the city of Amster through the Holy See's mailing channel.

…………

At the same time, Archbishop Edward Wren, a far away diocese of Srmun, was summoning a young knight.

"Claude Striff?"

The Bishop wore a dark black uniform with red trim.

"My lord, Claude Striff is willing to work for you." Claude stood at the foot of the steps, answering the bishop's questions in a respectful but not humble tone.

Like the other dioceses, the diocese of Srmont is governed by Archbishop Edward Wren, who has twelve priests of light under him, and twelve knights of light under him. Claude was the only son of the Marquis of Strave in Laystudios, the son of the lord of the city, and in the diocese of Sirmont, he was only an inconspicuous detachment leader in the Twelve Knights of Light.

He has been admitted to the Knights of Light in the Diocese of Sirmont for more than two years, and this is the first time that the archbishop has summoned him alone.

This made Claude, who is only twenty-six years old this year, inexplicably excited.

Sitting on the episcopal throne, Edward Wren looked to be in his fifties, his hair meticulously combed under the ceremonial crown, and everywhere he looked, there was both a breathless coercion and a sense of compassion and peace that he unconsciously brought after many years of being a clergyman.

Of course, he can serve as a diocesan bishop, his strength is not something that Claude can guess, Clyde's eyes only swept away, and he unconsciously lowered his head.

"I heard that in a short period of time, you asked for family leave again like the head of the Knights?"

Archbishop Edward's gaze swept over Claude and then elsewhere.

Claude's heart tightened, it should be a trivial matter for him to ask for leave to return to his hometown, how could it alarm the archbishop? Thinking this in his heart, he did not dare to deceive the bishop, and Claude returned to Bishop Edward the reason why he needed to return home.

"Marquis Strave of the Rhine, your father?"

Hearing that Claude had returned to his hometown in a short time due to an accident at home, Archbishop Edward did not object, but asked about Claude's family history.

"Yes, Lord Bishop."

Did the archbishop and the father know each other? Edward's heart felt uncomfortable, he didn't want to be admitted to the Knights of Light in the Diocese of Selmont, and among them was the Marquis of Stretve.

Archbishop Edward didn't say anything, just nodded his head in understanding.

There was another terrible silence, and Clyde was simply confused.

It was a long time before Archbishop Edward withdrew his empty gaze and said lightly:

"I heard that Emster, west of the Urbury Parish, had a Soul Eater rebellion two months ago, and we haven't heard of any dark creatures for a long time, and we in the Diocese of Sirmont can't let our guard down. You want to go back to Rhine City and lead a team of Knights of Light, so let's check it out at Emster. ”

As soon as he heard that there was a serious task, Claude straightened up and answered "yes", and when he saw that Archbishop Edward had no more orders, he withdrew.

The young knight's heart was full of blood.

Not only did the archbishop summon him personally, but he also instructed him to investigate the dark creatures.

Claude was so excited that he almost forgot for a moment that his original intention was to return to the Rhine City to help his father, Marquis de Strave, investigate the truth.

A week earlier, he had received a letter from the steward of Stuve Manor that the vineyards and cellars of Stulev Manor had been burned down, the Stlev family had suffered heavy losses, and his father had fallen ill under the double pressure of heavy official duties.

Claude had the impression that the Marquis of Strave was always energetic and smiling, and he couldn't imagine that his father, who had the strength of a great swordsman, also had a time when he was sick in bed.

Anyway, he had to go back to the Rhine before going to Amster.

The last time the housekeeper wrote that the owner of the apartment at 18 Avenue Champagne had gone on a trip to the Amster area, it was already December, and I wondered if she had returned.

Claude's gaze in the direction of the Rhine was mixed with confusion that he himself could not explain.

…………

Time flies, and two months pass quickly.

It's December in the blink of an eye, almost January. Before the coldest time, Liu Ci's plan to open the mountain has already had initial results.

Under the leadership of Harvey, the hired workers took soil and burned bricks, and according to Liu Ci's plan, a row of small red brick buildings had been built on the left hand side of the valley. Liu Ci adopts the Earth Federation's standard of relief housing, the red brick building has four floors, each household is a standard two-bedroom and one living room, seventy or eighty square meters, with a separate bathroom, no kitchen.

In the era when there were no range hoods and air conditioners, the pasty snow-white walls were completely unsightly when they were smoked by fire, although Liu Ci was not a black-hearted capitalist, and he was not generous enough to offer the hired workers as ancestors.

The food is provided by the canteen, which is not far from the otherworldly version of the "staff dormitory", which is a large canteen that includes a kitchen.

To be the owner of a large estate, the current fifty people, including their families, are not enough to work. In order to develop for a long time, Liu Ci's red brick buildings were built in the first batch of three, with more than 200 suites. When the contract time is up, those who are willing to stay can continue to live, and those who want to leave do not even have the opportunity to leave with the quilt - the quilts are all reversed by Liu Ci.

In November, when the red brick building was not completed, snow began to fall in Emster.

Liu Ci was working with Stull Garland's men to dig the canal, and the soil would be harder in winter, and her plan to dig the canal had to be completed before the snow covered in winter, which forced Nana to hire a group of short-term contract laborers again.

Fortunately, just before the coldest December of the year, the dry riverbed was re-excavated between Liu Ci's "villa" and the land Stull had purchased.

Hundreds of people took turns toiling day and night, and the silted riverbed, revealing its true face, winds and coils through the river beyond the valley.

Canals can store water and prevent floods.

Liu Ci didn't want to be soaked in the cold snow water when the snow melted next spring.

A channel that can store water and drain floodwater, although it is labor-intensive, undoubtedly solves many foreseeable troubles.

In winter, the snow is piled up on the top of the mountain, and the small red brick buildings stand out in the snow. After the canal was dug up, many short-term workers were reluctant to leave.

Stuart stood behind Liu Ci with a sad face: "Boss, planting vines in this weather will freeze Teng Miao to death." ”