Some slowly and carefully,

The editor-in-chief of Eyre Publishing, who read the introduction and beginning of "The Ordinary and the Great", read the manuscript almost line by line.

This is probably indeed a serious work, and contrary to what he hoped, it is a relatively heavy and depressing, serious work.

Still, it's really well written.

The idea of being an editor flashed through my head,

Immediately after that, just immerse yourself in the content of this work as a reader.

The writer's sophisticated and appropriate sentences perfectly advance the story in the book,

The editor-in-chief of Al Publishing, who was attracted to it, was immersed in the story and was reluctant to look up from the book.

From the beginning,

The appearance of Horsetail Jr. and Horse's father, Medioc.

Then Medioc was out to work in the fields when he was walking down the road and was knocked down by a passing knight.

For it hinders the way of the knights, and violates the majesty of the gods, and violates the laws of the church.

He was fined ten silver coins and declared that Medioc's soul could not return to Heaven on the grounds that his faith was not religious.

For he has sinned against the knights of the church, and against God and the Lord,

Mediaoc, who became a sinner, was not able to be cured, and finally survived for half a day amid the prayers of the people around her, and finally died of blood loss.

Even before he died, little Hoss, who was his son, was not really close to his father,

Not only the people around him, but even his father, Medioc himself, even when he was dying, still remembered his piety and lamented that he could not return to heaven.

When I saw Medioc's death,

The editor-in-chief of Al Publishing had a very strange feeling,

The editor-in-chief, who was immersed in the story, naturally became angry with the high-minded and cruel knight.

As a knight, how can this be?

The editor-in-chief is also a religious person, because his mother was, and he grew up in such an environment.

However, his education level is not low, so this belief is actually very weak.

You let him have certain festivals, and he can accept it.

You said you were going to let him die for it, and he thought he could change his religion.

Seeing this, the editor-in-chief of Al Publishing turned back to the previous introduction,

After reading the introduction of this book "Ordinary and Great",

"White demons fall from the sky......"

Let's go back and forth over the introduction.

The editor-in-chief paused, flipped back to what he had just seen, and continued to look down.

Soon, I got rid of the strange emotions just now and immersed myself in the story.

Further down,

The editor-in-chief saw little Hoss running home, and pulled up his trouser legs,

The scene where there was a drop of blood on his ankle.

Little Hoss in the book has fear and uneasiness in his eyes,

It was only what his father had repeatedly inflicted on him before he died, and by the surrounding villagers.

Those who come near sinners will be angered and rejected by the gods.

And the young Hoss obviously didn't understand this.

But the painful appearance of the sinner's dead father, Medioc, before his death, and the taboo appearance of being surrounded by constant prayers but unwilling to save his father,

This fear and uneasiness were deeply imprinted on Little Hoss's body.

And reading this,

The editor-in-chief, who was immersed in the story wholeheartedly, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this scene.

What will happen to little Hoss? What should little Hoth do?

This is the first reaction of the editor-in-chief,

Immediately after, the editor-in-chief came back to his senses,

What to do, how can I be the same as the person in the book.

It's just a drop of blood splattered on his father's body, and what does it have to do with offending the Lord and the gods.

And was his father really a sinner?

Wouldn't it be nice to wipe this drop of blood away......

The editor-in-chief came back to his senses and thought,

Just thinking about it, I couldn't help but pause and be a little silent.

After a moment of silence, the editor-in-chief continued to look down.

……

In the text, the plot continues to move forward.

With his back against his door, he stared wide-eyed at the blood drop on his ankle,

trembling all over, with fear and uneasiness on his face,

He didn't know what to do, and he seemed to have offended the gods.

The drop of blood on his ankle was like an abyss, drawing his strength little by little.

It made little Hoss tremble, and he leaned limply against the wall, and shrank to the ground a little bit.

That drop of blood had already dried up, soaking on his stockings,

With his eyes wide open and looking, little Hoss trembled, opened his mouth wide, and inhaled, but it seemed to be panting,

Is this the punishment of the gods?

Will I also become a sinner like my father, lying on the ground and dying in fear and pain?

Am I doing something wrong? Host?

“…… Little Horse, Little Horse? Are you in the house? ”

At this time, outside the door of the house where Little Hoss was leaning against his back, a voice sounded.

Little Hoss was suddenly startled, and he shook his spirit, and he didn't know where he got the strength, and he got up from the ground in one fell swoop.

Can't let anyone else see it!

This was little Hoss's first reaction, and the surrounding residents and neighbors, who knew each other on weekdays, were still deeply imprinted in his mind when the scene around his father kept reciting prayers.

Frightened, little Hoss ran into the house.

He took off his trousers and threw them on the floor, and then under the bed.

That's right! The blood only got on my clothes, not on me, and I'm not a sinner!

Little Hoss thought so, but tucked his trousers under the bed anyway.

"Little Hoss, are you in the house? I just saw you back. ”

The shouting outside the house sounded again,

This time, little Hoth opened the door.

“…… Little Hoth, what are you doing in the house? ”

The people outside the house asked, and then looked at little Hoth,

Seeing that Xiao Hoss lowered his head and was silent and did not speak, the people outside the house were also silent,

Stretched out his hand and touched little Hoss's head,

“…… Little Hoss, I'm sorry that your father is gone. ”

"But I think Medioc will eventually be forgiven by the Lord and return to Him."

Little Hoth looked up, and in front of him was her neighbor, Miria Lady, who was carrying a basket made of bamboo.

She was a very kind person, and she had come back to tell little Hoss the news that his father had been run over by a passing knight.

"Really?"

Little Hoth looked at Miria and asked.

"I think so, even though your father is dead, little Hoth can still pray for the Lord's forgiveness in your father's place."

Miria comforted little Hoth,

Then he looked left and right, and handed over the bamboo basket in his hand,

"You shouldn't have eaten lunch yet, you're hungry, there's some bread here, you can take it and eat it."

Little Hoth looked up, at Milia, and then at the slices of black bread in the bamboo basket,

Then he reached out and picked it up, and ate it in a big gulp.

It was almost evening from morning to this point, and little Hoth hadn't eaten for a whole day.

Except for Milia who came here at this time, no one cared if he had eaten or not.

"Thank you...... Thank you Miley Asia too. ”

"Drink your saliva, don't choke."

Miria smiled too much, and handed over a bowl of water,

Little Hoth, who was choking on bread, stretched out his hand, took the bowl of water, and drank it in a big gulp.

"Thank you, thank you Miria Pacific."

Little Hoss finished his bread and was grateful,

Miria just smiled and shook her head.

"After eating, let's go to rest early. A good night's sleep heals a lot of pain. ”

"Hmmm......"

"Miria Asia, what's wrong with your face?"

Little Hoth looked up, and Milia had some rough skin on her face, with some bruises and wounds,

“…… All right. ”

Miria was stunned, little Hoth was the first person to care about the wound on her face recently.

Then Miria reached out again and touched little Hoth's hair.

Little Hoth looked at Miria, and then ran back into the house,

With a small bag and bowls of flour mixed with bran, he ran out and handed it to Miria.

"Miria Lady, give, thank you for your bread, it's my gift in return."

"Thank you......"

Miria paused, took it, and walked back into her room.

Little Hoth looked at Miria too far away, and then returned to the house.

Looking at the empty, quiet room, little Hoss sat down against the door,

The previous fears were temporarily buried in the heart,

Some other emotions have resurfaced.

His father left......

Even though his father was condemned by the knights of the church as a sinner,

But it's still his father.

Just when I left in the morning,

His father also told him that when he came back at noon or in the afternoon,

Will cook pea soup for him.

Facing the quiet, empty room, Little Hoth sat down on the ground.

……

Seeing this, the editor-in-chief of Al Publishing House already has a lot of emotions lingering in his heart.

He couldn't help but wonder what little Hoth would do next, what would happen next.

Somewhat depressingly,

The editor-in-chief continued to scroll down.

……

Little Hoth followed the advice of his neighbor, Mrs. Miri-Asia, and went back to the bed in the bedroom.

Only today, he slept in his father's bed.

Little Hoss, who had been tired all day, tossed and turned in bed for a while, but still fell asleep.

But in the night,

Little Hoth woke up anyway.

It was when the body was growing that little Hoth was always hungry easily.

Even though he ate the bread given by Miria in the afternoon, little Hoth was still awakened hungry in the middle of the night.

Seeing that the sky outside the house was still dark,

Little Hoth wanted to hold back his hunger, so he spent the night curled up in bed.

But the noise from the neighbor's house, accompanied by hunger, made it difficult for him to sleep.

It was the sound of a man scolding and the occasional smashing of something.

It seems to be the movement of a man beating and scolding a woman,

But I seldom hear women speak and cry out in pain,

"You useless, you can't have children!"

"I'm tired and tired outside every day, what else can you do but waste food at home?"

"Damn, there is so much less food at home, did you take it and sell it!"

There was some drunkenness in the scolding, probably drunk,

The scolding was followed by a heavy smashing sound,

This sound probably hit the wall, and this sound woke up the half-asleep little Hoth.

And then he reacted,

It was Miri Asia-Pacific, and it was Millie Asia-Lady who was beaten and scolded.

Little Hoss sat up suddenly, hesitating and not knowing what to do,

And the beating and scolding over there had ended when little Fox hesitated,

"You useless, bastard woman...... We don't have children, what do you say to do......"

The scolding voice faded away, as if he was tired of scolding, and fell on the bed.

Immediately after,

Little Hoss leaned against the wall and finally heard the woman's voice,

It was Miria Asia's voice.

“…… We may be able to adopt a child. ”

"Adopt, where to adopt!"

"You useless woman......"

"Little Hoth...... Mediok's little Hoth ......"

The woman whispered again,

"Little Hoth...... Little Hoth ......"

The man's faint repetition sounded again.

Nervous, concerned about Miria Pacific's condition, little Hoth,

I heard a faint sound from the other side of the wall,

Leaning against the wall, slowly curled up to the ground,

Cowering by the wall, hugging his body,

The room was quiet.

……

"Knock knock...... Knock knock ......"

The next day, Miria knocked on the door of Little Hoth's house.

The neighbor's Mr. Moore Greg stood beside Miria with a smile on his face.

"Good morning, little Hoss."

Mr. Moore had a smile on his face, and Mrs. Miria smiled at her.

Little Hoth raised his head, looked at the two men, was silent, and then pursed his lips and nodded.

Mr. Moore wanted to speak again,

But then they were pushed open, and there were two other people outside the door at this time, except for Miria and his wife.

Mr. Raleigh and his servants.

Mr. Raleigh owns the most extensive fields in the vicinity.

Living in the town, there are a large number of servants in the house, and it is said that even the servants of the house eat white bread.

At the same time, in the mouth of the priest in the church, the most devout believer of the Lord,

And in order to show the mercy of the Lord, Mr. Raleigh also often gave food to the outside world, and was a well-known gentleman.

At this moment, Mr. Raleigh's servant pushed Mr. Moore out of his way.

Mr. Raleigh's face was filled with smiles, followed by sadness,

"Oh...... My little Hoss, my poor little Hoss. Without my father, how can my poor little Hoss live? ”

Mr. Raleigh exaggerated to little Hoss,

And in fact, before that, little Hoss had only seen Mr. Raleigh from afar once,

"Thank you, Mr. Raleigh, for your concern."

Little Fox was at a loss for what to do with this exaggerated reaction, not knowing how to answer.

"Little Hoss, my poor little Hoss...... May the mercy of the Lord be on you forever. ”

“…… Mr. Raleigh, is there anything wrong with you? ”

“…… Oh, little Hoss, you don't know yet. Your father, the sinner who has troubled you, was punished by the knights of the church with ten denarii for breaking the laws of the church. ”

"And your father, apparently, has not paid this part of the fine."

Little Hoss's eyes widened, ten silver coins?

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Miria Pacific, whom he knew.

Miriah was too silent to speak, she knew about it.

Little Hoss turned his head again to look at Mr. Raleigh, who looked at Little Hoss with exaggerated sympathy on his face.

Ten silver coins!

He has confirmed that he doesn't have that much money at home,

In fact, his family only had three silver coins in total, which his father had saved over many years.

But where did he find the remaining seven silver coins?

"Mr. Raleigh, are you here to collect the fine on behalf of the church?"

Little Hoth's face was filled with trepidation.

"Of course not, the collection of fines can only be carried out by the church and the knights and priests of the church, how can you let me come."

"The knights of the Church are still waiting for little Hoth, you to pay the fine. But little Hoth, you don't have that much money, right? ”

"So I'm here to help you."

Mr. Raleigh had a smile on his face,

Little Hoth's face was still uneasy, seven silver coins, he had never seen so much money.

"How's the help?"

"Little Hoth, your father must have some fields left. Supposedly, as a sinner's inheritance, it should be confiscated by the Church, but our knight is so merciful that he chose to leave it to you, little Hoth. ”

"Little Hoth, you can sell me all these fields, huh...... Exactly, I can give you eight silver coins, what do you think? It's a really good deal business. ”

Mr. Raleigh said with a smile.

But it seemed to touch Xiao Hoss's sensitive nerves, and Xiao Hoss shook his head instantly,

"No, I can't sell the land to you!"

These were his father's last words left to him.

“…… That's what your father told you, right? Little Hoss, believe me, trust the kind Mr. Raleigh. ”

"Your father, Medioc, when he left, obviously didn't take into account your age, and even if you didn't sell the land to me, you wouldn't be able to keep him, and you wouldn't be able to cultivate that much land."

"Why don't you sell it to me, pay the fine to the church, and you can continue to grow up, poor little Hoss."

When little Hoss heard this, he hesitated,

But it was only a moment's hesitation,

And then he shook his head,

"Nope."

"Alright then, well, my little Hoth is really committed to his father."

"Then I will lend you eight pieces of silver, who will make me the most faithful believer of the Lord, and only walk His mercy in the place of the Lord."

"Really?"

"Of course, my little Hoth, but you can't let me lend it to you for nothing, I need some collateral, and some small interest."

"How about taking the land as a mortgage, you can still farm, but if you can't pay the debt, I'll take your land."

"Until then, you can continue to cultivate the land and earn money to pay off the debt little by little. It's all right, little Hoss, you have plenty of time to pay it off slowly, and you can pay some back every year after the crop is harvested. ”