Count Vakiri rode a domme sheep around his territory, and he had been walking in his territory for a long time.

Behind Count Vakiri is his current wife, Olaua, and several faithful servants.

Olaua did not betray the Count, but everyone knew, only now.

The Count wore a bearskin cloak over his shoulders, pigskin armor with iron plates, and delicate gauntlet bracers on his thick and powerful arms.

His clothes were very luxurious, and like most barbarian nobles, he did his best to arm himself with all his might.

The Count of the Wakiri finally stopped near the outskirts of the realm, and he looked to the northwest at the mountain, where the Kur village was located, and in the direction of Mount Agama.

Uribe, the last heiress and the last heir of Count Vakiri, her soul was lost in the mountains.

O'Raua and the men remained silent, not wanting to anger the Count at the mention of the name.

Unlike most barbarians, the mighty Count Vakiri had the air of wisdom and the qualities of a leader that most people would perceive.

Especially the clean and deep face, and the long and wise eyebrows.

After the road near the village of Kur was swallowed up by the forest, Count Vakiri decisively killed the messenger who came back to report and burned his body to ashes.

This wise move prevented the spread of the plague, but it also made the Wachiri, who had different folklore, even more reluctant to serve the Count.

***

Lawrence was working in the town of Pmoumixiu when Friesen approached him.

"Prophet, lately I have been feeling wounds all over my body, and my stomach, head, arms, and legs suddenly hurt, and I want to know what God wants to say to me?"

Lawrence looked at Freesson, the big fat man was in his forties.

The average life expectancy of barbarians is in their thirties, which is usually lowered by men and children who die in battle.

If a normal man does not suffer injuries and can keep up with nutrition, he will have no problem living to the age of fifty or sixty.

Friesn clearly does not belong to these normal people.

He drinks and fights, his body is overweight, and his belly and buttocks can be called the kind that is convex and backward, similar to an S-shaped body.

When sleeping, because of the special body structure, the waist is always empty, like a bridge to leave a gap between the body and the bed, and it will be damaged after a long time.

The weight of the body will compress its own organs, and in addition to reducing it when walking, it is a burden on the body to sit and lie down.

There are also all kinds of unhygienic habits, plus internal injuries caused by fighting.

Like Andrew, people at this age have actually reached the time to think about the future.

Andrew was younger and stronger than Freesson, but he also didn't want to die sadly at home.

"You don't usually pray, and when you pray, you're in a daze, how can God talk to you?"

Lawrence didn't have the ability to save Friesen, and there were no painkillers in this era, and there were no tests of any kind.

If you want to live for a long time, the most reliable way is to maintain your health and try not to overconsume your physical strength and potential.

Frieson showed a look of remorse and fear, not expecting that Lawrence would find out about his usual laziness and disrespect to God.

"Prophet, what can I do to receive God's forgiveness?" Freesson was in a hurry, feeling like he was about to die.

Lawrence said casually while pulling the stone pulley with a rope to hang the stone basket underneath: "Just be brave the next time you fight, God doesn't look at what is in other people's heads, only what he really does." ”

"God allows us to have naïve, stupid, greedy, or bad thoughts, but as long as we don't do it, we don't sin, we don't run away, then God will still treat us like children."

Lawrence didn't quite understand what his own god was, and his thinking was a little different from what he had been at the beginning.

Especially after the Kloda people joined, in order to integrate the Kloda people, they added the doctrine of respecting nature, which caused some places to start to be strange.

Fortunately, the right to interpret belongs to me, and fortunately, I didn't play the god myself, but acted as the interpreter of the god, which made it convenient for the round.

Freesson looked up at Lawrence, "I've always fought bravely, what do I need to do to gain God's favor?" ”

Lawrence felt that Friesen was looking for something to do, and scared himself.

Of course, physical problems exist, that's a fact.

But if you scare yourself and think about this kind of thing all day long, it will only lead to a worse situation.

The blacksmith is much simpler than Friesen, and he doesn't like to fight, but recently he has met a group of craftsmen who can drink, brag, play cards and gamble together, and work together to make iron, and life is much happier.

On the contrary, it was Friesen, because of the death of Doug, Vip and others, and the fact that there were fewer and fewer adult men in Phumixiu Town, and he was becoming more and more lonely.

To put it simply, it's idle and nothing to do!

Lawrence said, "I'll give you three carts, and I'll take two men and five slaves to the city of Trantahoe, and bring the goods I have given you, and exchange them for some furs, wine, and wheat." ”

Freesson wondered, "I haven't been there. ”

"It's okay, both your slave girl and the slave I gave you know the way, and I'll tell you how to get there."

Lawrence planned to send people to communicate with Pig's Trotter City and establish a more stable trade route.

Originally, because there was no suitable candidate, he planned to talk about it in the winter, but since Frieson had nothing to do, he panicked, so let him go out for a walk.

The Barbarian has four professions: Navigator, Pirate, Merchant, and Colonist.

Either way, it means that some people are not fit to stay where they are, and that most of the barbarians are still home to the outside world.

Lawrence finished his work early and took everyone back to prepare their things, while Friesen went home to drink and eat more for the trip tomorrow or the day after.

I thought about the selection of products for a long time, and finally I prepared all kinds of useful and useless things.

playing card

Fresh oranges (to be eaten on the road)

Orun branch powder

Orange sapling pots

Raven droppings

Refined salt

Fish sauce soy sauce

Oak rolling pin (for bread)

Pine oil

Sacred Land for Diarrhea Treatment (Kannon Soil)

wig

Potato vermicelli

Friesen soon left the town of Phume with three carts of merchandise, and Lawrence wrote a letter to him, asking him to go to Rahne, who had come to do business before, the first-time merchant and the aristocrat who had changed the dominoes.

Friesen was soon on his way, and everyone felt better after he was gone.

Friesen's family doesn't have to worry about being beaten all day, the woman who works in Phumesius doesn't have to be harassed by this fat man all day long, and even the blacksmiths and other craftsmen don't have to pay attention to this annoying ghost who has nothing to do.

If Friesen had died outside one day, many would have prayed to praise the great god of the stars.

(End of chapter)