As the sun rose, Sister Glarell, a former trainee, impatiently kicked pebbles at the church door.

Once upon a time, in the Belle Époque of Neustria, she was the niece of Archbishop Joseph, whose deceased parents had already arranged a marriage affair for her, but the archbishop was not very satisfied with the affair, so he sent a few men to bring his niece from the manor and throw her into the convent, and Grerell became a trainee nun who did not vow to serve the gods, and her fiancé, fearing the power of the archbishop, turned a blind eye to what happened to her, and she spent several years in the convent. Until the uninvited new archbishop opened the convent and released her and the girls who had been in a similar situation.

Grerell had no affection for her cowardly fiancé, and she had nowhere else to go, so she remained with the new archbishop, and strange to say, she had learned nothing under the whip of the stern abbot, but under the amiable new archbishop, she was able to preach in good order—the priest who had scheduled the sermon had no fever for the time being, and Grerell calmly stepped up to the pulpit and gave a sermon as he pleased, There was a great confusion among the crowds who came to hear the sermon.

Afterwards, she was sent to the municipal administration, where she went door-to-door to urge the children to go to the new school, "I must tell the parents what their children would learn in school," she told her assignees, and she was in a literacy class, and soon she was sitting in the shops of those who refused to send her children to school, turning the shop into a makeshift school.

After the business obstruction was reported to Tim. She was transferred back to the archbishop, and then. An argument that erupted between her and the archbishop caused her to stand here with the package on her back.

Her former colleagues looked at her sympathetically as they passed by. They tried to walk around her, but she stood there, not feeling like she had made a mistake.

A carriage stopped in front of her, "It's finally here." It was so inefficient that she grunted and climbed into the wagon with the package on her back, and was huddled with a bunch of spinning wheels, new ploughs, shovels, and the like, but the wagon did not move forward, "Why don't you go?" ”

"I'm ordered to pick up one more person." Said the coachman.

So she sat between the spinning wheel and the new plough and waited.

The sun rose a little higher again. Glarel began to miss the time when there were pebbles to kick around for recreation, "Why hasn't that man come yet?" ”

"Something is going to happen!" The coachman was also nervous, and after communicating with the church officer, the carriage whipped up and set off in front of the general staff known as the "Pentagon". As soon as the car stopped, the driver jumped down, and before he could reach the door, he saw the door open, and a young man who was very close to straw in terms of hair color and hairstyle was saying goodbye to people step by step. "As I said, there's no need to be in such a hurry, look, isn't that just right? Uncle Coachman. Please help me with my luggage, thanks. ”

After saying that, the young man, who had made the lady wait for a long time, shamelessly shoved a package from the hand of the person behind him who was blowing his beard and glaring eyes into the hand of the coachman who was blowing his beard and staring at his eyes. Then he fell into the carriage.

"I'm tired." The people from the staff said that they had experienced what had just happened. This sentence now may not sound entirely polite, but genuinely grateful.

In a fit of rage, the driver threw the package into the car and smashed it on the young man's stomach impartially. And he didn't even show any sign of turning over, as if he was ready to reach his destination in the posture of being planted in the carriage, and the tangled coachman could only stuff his legs into the carriage with his own hands, and then rush to the road.

The carriage hadn't cleared a block before a even, powerful snoring rang in Glarell's ears.

At this moment, Grirrel finally felt that his quarrel with the new archbishop might really be a mistake......

By the time the sun went down, the wagons loaded with all the new tools had been distributed along the road, and the two passengers on board were told that they had reached their destination, the village of Barbado.

"Wake up!" Grirrel shouted at her companion, and she shook him vigorously, and then the coachman joined in, and the whole carriage shook violently, but the young man seemed to have become accustomed to the jolts of the carriage along the way, and now he slept like a baby in a cradle, and no matter how they shook him, he would not wake up.

In the end, they had to drag him out of the carriage, and the women of the village laughed when they saw this, and the barefoot children watched happily, shouting together, "Come on!" ”

"I'm a migrant teacher sent by the government, Grirrel, where is the government's scheduled host home?" Glarel asked the villagers, but the adults changed their faces in an instant, and they turned their faces sideways, "We, we don't know, ask the man." The women said so. What government? What goes to the countryside? We don't know. The men said the same.

"What! The notice should have been delivered three days ago! "Is there any dereliction of duty on the part of the person in charge of delivering the notice?" ”

In response to her were flickering faces, no, they knew nothing, they repeated the words, and at last two or three middle-aged and elderly men stood up, and they said to Grirrel that they did not know what government was, that they had always served Count Edward, and that they had been so before, and that they had done so in the future, and that they knew no other masters and did not serve anyone other than Count Edward and the King.

"How can this be true? Count Edwa has been removed for treason! Delisting, delisting, do you understand? "Grirrell almost hit the leader's nose.

"Then send another Count Edvar to rule over us," insisted the villagers, "and there is always someone in his house." ”

"He's treasonous! So his family was removed! There will be no more Count Edward! Do you understand? Now, you are under the unified administration of the Royal Government......"

The villagers turned back to their houses and left them out.

"It seems that neither we nor the Royal Government welcome it." The straw-haired young man didn't know when he had woken up, and commented coldly, and Grerell was angry when he heard this, "Who is 'us' with you!" Why didn't you say a word for me just now! If only there was one more person......"

"It doesn't work," it seems that his laziness only affects the limbs, and has not yet infected the tongue, "They have a consensus." ”

"You...... Who are you! ”

"Beryl."

"Ahh That Beryl 117 from the General Staff? It seems that he is already a small celebrity in the new government, and although Grirrel has not seen him before, he has already heard of his reputation, "I should have thought it was you!" ”

"Exactly," Baryl coughed, "dare to ask the name of the young lady?" ”

"Hmph......" Glarel was upset with him, "Glarell." ”

"Ahh The Glarel who quarreled with the most venerable archbishop in public? "It seems that the red-haired Grirrel is by no means unknown in the new government. (To be continued......)