Sophie was born in the kingdom of Deco.

The accurate and sad description should be in a remote mountain village on the border of the Deco Kingdom.

It's the kind in the story, a long, long time ago, in a remote and poor mountain village.

I was beaten by my father when I was two or three years old and sensible, and I was often slapped by my father and my mother.

Even though I didn't know why I was beaten at the time.

Later, when he grew up, he began to do a lot of work every day, helping his mother take care of his younger brother, helping the family sheep find forage, and working in the fields with his parents.

Sophie gradually discovers that her father likes to beat people, and so does her mother and brother.

The father would beat his mother and his brother and brother and himself and his sister, and the mother would beat his brother and himself when he was a child, and his brother would beat his younger siblings.

No matter if the man is in a good mood or not, he may be beaten.

When I was a child, I was often hungry, but in the last year or two, my family has eaten more food, and I can eat a little fuller.

The people who worked in the fields would praise the Prophet, and Sufi didn't know who it was, only that there were only a few people at first, and then many people began to praise the Prophet.

The good days didn't last long, and Sophie, who was already ten years old, was thin and tall because she ate a lot, and her height of 1.5 meters was conspicuous in the eyes of children and adults.

Her parents wanted to marry her to a man from the same village.

But it was refused.

The man said she was too skinny, thought she needed four or five years to have a baby, and that she would definitely have to eat at home during this time and didn't want her.

There are several members of the family, and they don't want to add an extra woman who can't have children in order to marry a daughter-in-law for their son.

Sophie was rightfully beaten and sold to a lame man on a donkey.

The lame man left the mountain village where he had lived since he had lived along a steep mountain road with young Sophie.

The lame man rode on the donkey, and Sophie followed, and walked for a day in the cold of winter until he reached a wide river.

There are a lot of refugees here, many more than in Sufi's village.

The lame man on the donkey took the money and left, and Sophie was sold to the Prophet and traveled to the legendary God-given land with hundreds of people on the surrounding road.

People walked up the river beach, onto the frozen ice, and continued on in the dark of night with torch bearers.

On the road, someone handed out food, which was multigrain bread.

Another unknown man saw Sophie walking barefoot, gave her a pair of adult shoes, and gave her white bread that she had never eaten.

Sophie walked with a couple of girls, which was the request of those who led the way.

Although the language was a little jerky, everyone almost understood each other's words.

They were all slaves of the Prophet and were sold to the Prophet by their families.

Soon several beautiful girls sat on the sleigh and were pulled by the snow dogs and quickly left the crowd.

Sophie was one of them, lying in a plush futon with a few younger-looking girls, covered her head with a quilt, and dragged like corpses to an unknown place.

Although I didn't know anything about the future, I ate bread and drank enough egg and vegetable soup for the past two days.

Young Sophie, like the rest of the children, was not afraid of death, nor did she know what death was, and her only appeal was to have enough to eat, to sleep well, and not to be beaten.

If you can meet all three at the same time, it is a good place, even if you die in a few days.

Having enough to eat is still a major problem in the Western Kingdom, many people are just a little better off than before, adults are better, and children who are growing and developing are still so hungry.

Sophie is soon dragged by the snowdogs to a place that resembles the royal capital, where she meets many well-dressed city people.

Who is the Prophet?

Sophie thought that it should be a white-bearded old man, or maybe a strong man.

The girls were quickly carefully selected by a woman riding a sheep, and several other girls except Sophie were selected and taken to the house for questioning.

Since then, Sophie has lived in a place called Ravenfeather Manor, learning the language with the rest of the girls and participating in various tests and trials.

Those who successfully pass the test will be sent to study at the Holy Women's Academy, where they will further dedicate their lives to the Prophet and become the Prophet's exclusive slave girl.

***

Oak City, Circle Building.

Lawrence sat in a cozy, warm room that was somewhat modern, with a desk in addition to a soft bed, as well as a sofa and a small sink for bathing.

It's almost a hotel facility, which is quite advanced in this feudal society.

Sophia lay lazily on the bed, covered with only a white woolen blanket, while Lawrence sat at the desk with his back to Sophia, talking to the woman in front of him.

The woman in front of her was not a familiar person, she was one of the female helpers who were going to spend the winter in the castle this year.

As the owner of the territory, each family has an obligation to serve Lawrence, whether it is to participate in wartime or to serve in peacetime.

If these duties are not fulfilled, many people will forget them, and if they are not allowed to exercise them over time, they will be resisted.

However, this kind of thing is not a conscription at this time, it is an honor and a reward for everyone here.

Lawrence looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, twenty-five years old, looking like she was about thirty years old, but she had a very ladylike demeanor.

"Introduce yourself." Lawrence looked at the woman and wondered if the other was fit to do things in his own warm house.

The woman meekly lowered her head and said gently and elegantly: "Great master, I am Hela Rimaner, from the Rimanr family of the Northern Continent Kingdom, I came to this rich and beautiful land after my divorce the year before last and became a nun of the Celestial Church Monastery. ”

Lawrence asked, "Why the divorce?" ”

Hela knew that today was a test, and that if she could not please the prophet, she would not be able to work with him.

Hela replied honestly: "Because I was unable to have children, I did not indulge myself after the divorce, nor did I continue to think about getting married, but came to you and gave my dowry to the monastery, and I think this is where I belong." ”

Hela looked at Lawrence and said reverently and sincerely, "I will give you my body and soul forever!" ”

Lawrence had heard a lot of similar things since he became a prophet and king, and he didn't believe much in the loyalty and faith of these people.

It was because he didn't believe in faith that Lawrence couldn't use this power.

The people around me all believe in the rules of the Star Church, and this belief is like a high-latitude paintbrush, forming a strange world that can only be felt after detachment.

From this strange world, the so-called heaven, part of the power can be transmitted to this backward world, that is, divine magic.

If you believe it, you don't believe it, and if you use it as a tool, you won't believe it.

It is useless for others to believe that Lawrence has this kind of power, even if the whole world thinks that he is the strongest.

At present, all this is theory, unless it is really relying on its own system to produce a nun or priest, otherwise everything is still empty talk.

Now it's not about choosing nuns, it's just about choosing some beautiful maids.

After all, whether to choose a maid for yourself, or the kind that takes a bath and accompanies the bed, of course, the more beautiful the better, not only in good shape, but also virtuous and capable.

"Are you industrious?" Lawrence asked earnestly.

Hela became excited and quickly smiled, "Yes! I used to do a lot of work in the monastery, such as arranging clothes and quilts, drying sheets, and cleaning the house, and I did them all very well. ”

Lawrence felt that this woman was not industrious at all, and she was not a working woman at all.

"You don't seem to have a lot of strength, you can't do much." Lawrence said seriously: "Simply put, you can't look like you can do it. ”

Hela feels an unacceptable loss in her heart, but at this time she is trying to salvage her bad impression.

"Merciful Great Prophet, I used to be a believer in the Church of the Stars, and now I am the most devout believer in the Church of the Stars, both in body and soul, and for this I have donated my money and land, hoping only to serve the Great You! Be your humble servant! ”

Lawrence shook his head, "In this land, as long as you give it, you will be rewarded. ”

"But the right to live is not innate, and before I came here, it was extremely difficult for everyone to live in this cold and chaotic land."

"I came here and sprinkled glory on this land, fighting for the right to live for all."

"Children can eat and sleep well here without worrying about freezing to death in the snow, and women and men can not worry about robbers and wild beasts."

"I have given unimaginable favors to everyone, and have instituted a set of doctrines and rules that hard work can be rewarded, and that there is a reward corresponding to that value, and occasionally a small reward."

"But it is not unbelievable to pay for it, tell me, confess to me under the witness of God, what is your so-called hard work, and what do you want to gain?"

When Hela was watched by Lawrence, she was extremely nervous.

Under the watchful eye of Lawrence and "God", Hela can only confess the desires of her heart.

"I am a sinner, and I want to be your slave girl bedmate, so that I can become a noblewoman, the abbot of the monastery."

Lawrence said seriously: "That's impossible, you have a relationship with me, it's a reward and honor, how can you get this honor at the same time, but also fantasize about getting power?" ”

"This kind of behavior of yours has nothing to do with the industriousness that our church advocates, and it is because of your lazy thinking that you have such suffering."

Hela was frightened and felt that it was her own greed and cunning that had brought misfortune to everything, as the prophet had said.

"Prophet! I'm guilty! Hela quickly repented of her sins, wept and fell to her knees, clasped her hands together in front of her, and prayed to Lawrence, "Forgive me my sins!" ”

Lawrence was just upset with this woman who wanted to take advantage, and at this point he found that he seemed to freak her out.

"You are not my slave, but as a nun in the convent, I am willing to give you a chance to atone for your sins, and for the next three months you will serve me in the castle and work to alleviate your sins."

"Of course, this is only because of your little punishment for trying to deceive me, and I am willing to give you a chance to atone for your sins, as for whether you can be redeemed for your misfortune, that is a matter of God, and I have no right to interfere."

Hela quickly thanked you, "Thank you, merciful prophet! I will never deceive you again in the future! ”

Lawrence nodded, "Go back and clean up and come to work the day after tomorrow." ”

"Yes, Great Prophet, my master." Hela hurriedly stood up and bowed respectfully back.

Lawrence soon shouted, "Next!" ”

The rest of the people didn't work as hard as Hela, and the woman donated money to work as a maid, so she took care of some of them.

Lawrence doesn't want to always look at the face of money, mainly because this Hela is good-looking, and he is still a rare artist who can sing and paint.

The rest were much simpler, with no extra pay or promises, and they were themselves Lawrence's slaves.

In the morning, I took in more than thirty young and beautiful maids, and after lunch, I rode the black unicorn to the shipyard to arrange the winter, and at the same time went to the temporary school to play with the children of six or seven years old.

When he was about to go back after finishing his busy afternoon, Seravin was already waiting at the school gate.

Seravin quickly knelt down on one knee, "Master, this year's matter is almost settled, and I plan to go to Tranda Hoof City to sell our vodka and other goods. ”

Lawrence sat on top of the unicorn and looked at the man condescendingly.

"Why would you want to leave this kind of thing to someone else? Tell me why. ”

Salavin lowered his head, "I heard that Taloki was working as a carpenter in the city of the Trollis Hoof, this is what the construction team told me, and the man has been working in the city since he returned. ”

Lawrence asked, "And then?" ”

Seravin raised his head, glanced at Lawrence, and then quickly lowered his head, lay on the ground with his hands, and said humbly: "Master, please let me go to Trantahoof City, I will kill him." ”

"Why?" Lawrence watched Seravin quietly, waiting for his answer.

Seravin has worked with Lawrence for many years, and at this time he said excitedly: "My child is becoming more and more like him, I must kill him so that I can continue to be the father of the child, and only in this way can I forget the past." ”

"Okay, I'll give permission." Lawrence calmly agreed, "You just need to remember that everything you have is a gift from me!" ”

Lawrence put his legs between the unicorn's stomach, and the black unicorn left with Lawrence.

Salavon quickly stood up and let out a long sigh of relief.

Many years ago, Seravon's wife, EDI, slept with many people.

Most of those people were dead, and in fact Seravon didn't care about it, only the man who had possessed EDI, the man named Taloki.

Taloki is the spouse that the owner prepared for EDI, and EDI chose to do the same Taloki at the beginning, and for a long time he and Taloki did sports in the hut at the bottom of the mountain.

Later, Taloki chose to return to his hometown and leave the barbarian region, and shortly after he left, EDI became pregnant.

At that time, Seravin had no other choice, and EDI had no choice but to move on.

Now that Taloki's hometown was Lawrence's territory, Seravin heard the news of the man again, and hatred suddenly surged up like a spring, and it staggered for hundreds of nights, and finally couldn't bear the torment, and mustered up the courage to seek relief from Lawrence.

Seravin soon set off with a few of his men to take revenge on Pig's Trotter City!

He knew Grande, Rodney and other nobles, and it didn't matter to these people to kill a carpenter.

Killing Taloki is the best outcome for Seravon, EDI, and EDI's child, and it will bring everything to an end, no one will care who the father of EDI's child is, it must be Seravon.

The shepherdess adopted Leglow's children and adopted several orphans, and Seravin was raised as his own child, and he just couldn't let go of his hatred.

If Taloki had chosen to stay and become his own, then Seravon, who had the wife of the shepherdess, would gradually accept everything, and the hatred would gradually fade as everyone fought and fought together.

It's just that Taloki is now an outsider, a stranger who is seen as a betrayer by everyone, so this hatred cannot be resolved.

This hatred can only be washed away by blood and life!

The atmosphere in the Land of the Stars is already going in extreme directions, and anyone who does not want to fit in with the Land of Stars, or who leaves it, is considered persona non grata.

In this atmosphere, if anyone is released from the slave contract, granted freedom, and expelled from the country of stars, it will be a terrible punishment for most people.

Be merciful outwardly and be merciful and tolerant internally, but not at all merciful and tolerant to those who refuse to convert. (End of chapter)