Victor returned to Pinghu and did not find Father Miller at the Randall church site. The church attendant, who was supervising the progress of the work, told the lord that Father Miller was waiting for him in the small church in the eastern side of Pinghu Town.

The East Side Church is a cemetery church in Pinghu Town, and its location is relatively remote. The cemetery is surrounded by many evergreen cypress trees with straight trunks. They are like silent soldiers, guarding the cemetery of Pinghu Town, setting off a solemn and quiet atmosphere. Miller, dressed in a white coarse linen priest's robe, stood alone in front of the headstones of a new tomb, his thin and crickety body in the middle of the tombstones, looking particularly lonely.

"Tarno, a vassal soldier of House Randall, centurion of a mercenary legion, died in the Fishmen War on the riverbank. ”

Victor walked beside Miller, looked at the tombstone, and whispered, "Tarno and his grandfather were among my earliest followers. The first time I remembered him was at my wedding to Lilia...... This kid has a crush on Lilia, and he drank a small half barrel of purple cane wine alone, and he was drunk and unconscious...... Later, Ant-Man attacked the Randall family's hill camp, and I ordered my followers to retreat from the ropeway. Tarno's grandfather was unable to keep up with the group on the way to Blackcastle and disappeared. Tarno was orphaned, and was adopted by the bear mercenary Makar, and both father and son died on the riverbank. ”

Victor looked at the tombstone next to Tarno, shook his head and sighed, "Lord Nelson wanted to save them at that time, and Makar told him to get out of the way with his eyes...... Makar did not expect that he had refused Nelson's aid, and Tarno had also refused his orders. Tarno chooses to face thousands of crazy fishmen with his adoptive father, his boss, and the captain of the third brigade of the mercenary legion. I thank the Makars for defending the glory of the Randalls with their lives, for their loyalty to me, for painting the colors of the mercenary flags with their blood and courage, but I would rather they be deserters, put on black belts, and start all over again...... Tarno was only 22 years old and had just become a father. ”

"May their souls have peace in the kingdom of the Lord's God. ”

Fr. Miller painted a triangular emblem on his chest and said solemnly: "Whether rich or poor, powerful or weak, wise or stupid, all people have a day of eternal sleep, and this is the fairness of life." ”

"Truth. Victor said.

"I mean, the East End cemetery is a bit small. ”

Father Miller turned his face, stared into Victor's eyes, and said with a serious expression: "The son of Tarno will also be your soldier...... There will be more mercenaries working for you, won't they?"

Victor nodded and said, "Not everyone is eligible to be buried in this cemetery...... Here's for my first followers. Of course, Pinghu Town will become Pinghu City, and every brave soldier, industrious farmer, and dexterous craftsman of the Randall family will have their own resting place. It's the lord's responsibility, and I promise to do it. ”

"Come on, let's talk about the problem. ”

The old priest was noncommittal to Victor's words and led him to the cemetery church.

The cemetery church is not a church in the true sense of the word, it is the private chapel of the lord's family. Only when a member of the family is buried, the priest-in-residence sends a priest-in-law to preside over the funeral and prayers, and to accept contributions from the family of the deceased. In normal times, the cemetery church is maintained by the family grave keeper, and the scale of the building is not too large.

The cemetery church in Pinghu Town is a small three-story blue brick building. The grave keeper had been temporarily removed by Victor's personal guards, and the chapel was empty. Miller closed the door, sat down on the chair across from Victor, and said with a smile, "Have you seen the Carsons? ”

Victor suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, patted his chest with a big bag, and said, "No problem, I'll send someone to take the Carson family over and arrange a job for them...... Oh, by the way, Lilia is preparing to open a natural pasture on the west side of Randall's Territory, and she needs a shepherd...... It was beautiful and airy, perfect for a family of ...... Cassan"

"Stop, stop, stop. ”

Father Miller interrupted Victor's rambling narration and sneered, "Will my problem be so simple?"

Victor hung his head and said, "You don't want me to relax the policy of absorbing the displaced and allow the original sin and the disabled to enter Randall's territory, do you?"

The Divine Favor was silent, just looking at the young lord with a look of "You're right". Victor was secretly angry and said coldly: "The priest has no right to interfere in the policies of the secular lords. Your Excellency has overstepped your authority......" After thinking about it, he said in a slow tone: "The Randall Territory is still very fragile, if I allow the disabled and displaced people to enter the Randall Territory, there will be many such people pouring into Pinghu Town...... As you know, the Randall family has a huge financial burden, and there are many big projects in the territory that need to be built urgently, and the practice is based on pay-for-work. Displaced workers have to work hard to earn money, and it is not easy for people with disabilities to make a living in Randall, so it may not be a good thing for them to relax the policy. ”

"Why is it so difficult for disabled displaced people to make a living in Randall?"

Miller asked himself: "Randall led the gang of homeless people to break up into families of homeless hired laborers and promote monogamy. If a disability arises in the family of a migrant worker, there must be a healthy person to take care of him. This family has one less laborer and two more burdens, and life is naturally difficult. ”

Victor touched his nose and said curtly, "Old man, I didn't expect you to have this knowledge. ”

Miller rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I have the most dealings with the homeless, how do they beg for a living, I don't know? Every homeless gang will always have more or less handicapped people, either injured in the fight with other gangs, or born. Gangs of displaced people went to a new place to make a living, sending the disabled to the church's workhouse, and then picking them up when they were settled. ”

Victor curiously asked, "Didn't you abandon it?"

"Normal circumstances don't ...... Unless the gang of displaced people is broken up, there is no way. Miller shook his head and explained, "People with disabilities receive one handout a day, and homeless gangs sometimes have to rely on their handouts to temporarily fill their stomachs. Moreover, the homeless people are all believers, and they will not easily violate the religious rules. ”

"Victor, I'm not trying to interfere with Randall's policy of containing outcasts. Miller bitterly persuaded: "Since you have broken up the gang of displaced people, I hope that you will consider it for the families of the displaced workers." What if there's a disabled person in their family member? Expelling them from Randall's Territory? They're out of the Randall Territory, how are you going to keep them alive?"

"This ...... There is a pension for those who have been disabled as a result of war and engineering. Victor said awkwardly, he really hadn't thought about these questions.

"What about the accidentally disabled?" the old priest stared at Victor with burning eyes, and said with a spit flying: "Pension?

"I see what you mean. Victor nodded and said, "I will order someone to build the workhouses in the villages and towns first...... As for the relief of the infirm, that is your duty. The eleventh tax is mainly for this purpose...... Why can't the church let me pay for the disabled believers...... Big deal, if I donate a little more, you'll always be satisfied, right?"

"Not satisfied!"

Father Miller slapped the table and said bitterly, "You're pretending to be blind to me, aren't you? It's okay to take care of the workhouse for the time being, but they can't live in the workhouse if they have their families." At best, the workhouse distributed ration relief. The problem has not been solved at all! You see, Carson is a family of three, and the couple has to take care of the child, which can only be counted as one and a half laborers, and the child can only receive half of the relief rations......

Victor interrupted Miller's words impatiently and said coldly: "Since there is a family here, it must be the family who is responsible for taking care of it. As for the kid...... He was a man of original sin. I am the lord of Randall, I am only responsible to the people of Randall, I can help you improve the workhouse of Randall's diocese, but I will not allow the original sin and the disabled to enter Randall!"

The old priest glared at Victor, shook his head and said, "No one bears the original sin!"

Victor was silent for a moment and spoke: "As early as more than 5,000 years ago, the church has confirmed that idiots, mentally handicapped, and crazy people are all related to blood defects. This defect will spread to the people as the bloodline multiplies, and there is no way to redeem it. ”

"It's not all blood defects!" Miller affirmed, "Pregnant women are frightened, malnourished, injured in accidents, and eat poisonous food...... can cause mental damage to the baby. Laura was hungry and took slightly poisonous hemp fruit to satisfy her hunger, which caused the child's brain to have problems. ”

Victor pursed his lips vigorously, shook his head, and said, "However, you can't tell whether every mentally disabled person is a blood defect or an accidental injury. All the pastors of the church combined can't do that...... Have you ever thought about it, once this canon is crossed, there will be endless troubles!"

"You're right, I can't redeem those who bear original sin. Miller nodded gloomily, raised his eyes and asked, "Then don't the Carsons need to be redeemed?"

"According to the canon, the Cassan couple cannot have any more children, they have only one child, a child who needs to be taken care of all the time. However, there will always be a time when they will grow old, and when they are too old to work, do you know what they will do?"

The Divine Servant stood up, tremblingly pointed in the direction of the camp, and said sharply, "They will strangle their own sons first!

"Do you know what it's called? Killing relatives! The greatest evil in human nature!"

Muddy tears flowed down the furrows on his face, and the divine servant choked out in pain: "Child, can you understand the despair of the murderer? I hope that you can redeem the last goodness in human nature, and prevent them from sinking into the sin of killing their relatives." ”

Killing relatives, this heavy topic pierced Victor's chest like a cold sharp blade, revealing a bloody heart. He remembered his father, the father on earth, who was paralyzed by a fall and was seen as a burden by his cousin's family, and starved to death in bed.

The hatred of Victor's previous life has passed away with the wind, and his father's last words before his death are especially in his ears: live well.

This exhortation is full of his father's attachment to life and his reluctance to his beloved son, which has created Victor's tenacious and unyielding character, and he has never given up hope in the face of desperate situations. He stumbled all the way and encountered countless difficulties and obstacles, all of which he resolved one by one and came to this day.

"I can understand it...... I can understand ......."

Victor muttered to himself, he understood exactly what Miller meant.

Randall's Lordship was a tenant system, breaking up gangs of displaced people into monogamous families of hired workers. The small family has no power to resist the center, and the ability to bear risks has been reduced to the extreme. If a family member is disabled and mentally handicapped, it can be devastating for a small family. When the family of a hired worker cannot afford the disaster, the worst outcome is to kill relatives.

If a person kills even his own blood relatives, what else can't he do?

Every small family is the most basic cell of society. Unhealthy cells may die out on their own, or they may turn into tumors that attack the body. If a small family cares for and treats a disabled member, the parents cannot go out to work, they are burdened with heavy debts, and it is difficult to eat, let alone make progress in their studies. The family was dissolved, and impoverished family members flowed into society. Family problems become social problems, and crimes such as robbery, theft, homicide, and arson arise from this.

The problem is there, the people in power throw the risk to the small family, pretend to be deaf and dumb, turn a blind eye, and the problem is still there. It has nothing to do with good or evil, it has to do with the stability of rule.

A welfare system is indispensable to a mature society. Victor's tenant system is now in full swing, but instead of perfecting the social security system of the tenant system, he borrowed the relief system of the Glorious Church.

The problem is that the church's relief system, which relies on the power of village clans and the power of the outcasts, is not at all compatible with the tenant system!

The best solution to the tenant system is to establish welfare homes to focus on the disabled members of the working families, so that the working families can have the energy to work and study, and help them improve their living standards. Families of hired laborers became wealthier, paid more taxes, and were able to provide their lords with strong soldiers and clever craftsmen, creating a virtuous circle.

The reality is that churches don't have as many people to focus on caring for people with disabilities. They need the power of secular lords.

However, the divine right is vested in the church, and the worldly is vested in the lord. Redemption is the realm of the clergy, and Victor's rash intervention in the realm of redemption will inevitably touch the bottom of the Radiant Church.

The Radiant Codex is no joke!

Victor thought for a long time, and said irritably: "In this matter, I have to write a letter to His Majesty Clement, discuss with him, and make some suggestions. He looked at the old priest with tears on his face, and complained: "I am the lord, not the pope, what is the use of you looking for me? You should make a case to the church yourself!"

Miller raised his sleeve and wiped his face, exclaiming, "It doesn't work for you to write a letter! It doesn't work for me to plead my case! The church is not Clement alone...... He may not support you. You've broken up the displaced groups into families of hired workers, and you're going to have to solve this problem. Let's get things done first!"

Victor was furious, stood up, waved his hand, and said, "Are you trying to kill me? I'll make it clear to you today, I did what the church should do, so what else do you want the church to do? Didn't you ask me to dig the corners of the church? The church does the church's business, and the lord does the lord's business, this is the rule! The power of the rules surpasses the power of any individual, and Sylvia has to abide by the rules, let alone me? You can't be an exception, understand?"

"The people who made the rules died thousands of years ago, and there are no ashes left. Miller said lightly: "A stone statue on the Holy Mountain of Light, what's so terrible?"

Victor gasped, gave a thumbs up, and said, "How dare a priest say that about the first pope...... Yours is the real thing. ”

Miller dismissed Victor's sarcasm and said in a sincere tone, "Son, I was willing to stay because you did what the church is supposed to do. You built a long house, made woolen jackets, and more than 20,000 homeless hired laborers did not die of hunger and cold. I see extraordinary power in you. Ask yourself why you don't want to accept the blood of the moon elves, why you don't want to ascend to the throne of power? The blood is the way, and the cage is the same, and so is power. You think these questions clearly, whether you are willing to redeem the last goodness or not, I will help you heal the withering blood. ”

Is blood a cage? Power is a cage?

Victor seemed to grasp something, but he didn't seem to be able to see anything clearly. He stood for a long time, nodded to Father Miller with a grim expression, and shuffled out of the church with heavy steps.

Before going out, he stopped his steps, turned his head, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said with a reluctant smile: "I'll think it through...... I will also think of solutions, and I will always have a solution. ”

The door of the cemetery church was closed, and Miller sat alone at the table, smiling, shaking his head and muttering:

"Yes, you can always think of a way...... All you need is the courage to see the way. ”