He really didn't taunt! Maybe his previous personality was like this, but Jack, who was beaten by reality, has changed! He is now full of good work and eating hidden menus, how can he deliberately provoke and pull the progress back?!

"The venue is too small" is really just a distressing truth.

Lanceville's infrastructure was the most complete in the city Jack had ever seen, and the parks were large and rich, but even so, on the night of the movie screening, all six parks were barely crowded!

The space given by the Temple of Light is not small, but it can accommodate 20,000 people.

The city of Lakdalia, not counting slaves, also had 50,000 civilians and 120,000 migrants.

Sherlock opened his mouth to break the stalemate.

"There shouldn't be too many people on the first day." He took out his harp, and as a bard, he was also a spellcaster.

The slender fingers gently plucked the strings, and the invisible waves spread around him, and it seemed that everything had not changed much, but everyone present felt it - the space became larger!

The place is still the same place, but the space has changed from "cramped" for 20,000 people to "spacious" enough for 200,000 people.

"Let's do this for the time being, look at the situation at night, it's really not possible, I can only temporarily expand the space."

Sherlock's hand directly made the priest shut his mouth, not daring to have any dissatisfaction that caused misunderstanding.

"What are you going to give tonight? Candy floss? Popcorn? Or happy water? ”

The pastor replied, "Happy water!" The Holy Maiden said that the first day must start with happy water! ”

Although he doesn't know much about what happy water is, since it is an order from Her Highness the Holy Maiden, he must do it!

Sherlock is a philanthropist, and he likes either one, so he doesn't have any objections and urges Jack to hurry up and "open".

Jack: "......" He is a young master of Stana, and he is still a little unable to save face by asking him to set up a stall to drink and send happy water, but he has not been trained in film projection, and he does not know how to expand the space magic, and the only option he can give him is to be a peripheral delivery person.

The appearance of the bone dragon itself is an explosive publicity, and the scene of Jack, Blaise and Sherlock getting off the bone dragon was seen by many people, so this publicity was like picking it up for nothing, just casually shouted twice, and the news of the movie at six o'clock in the evening spread throughout the city.

"Movies? What is a movie? ”

"I don't know, anyway, if you go to four o'clock, you can get the 'happy water'."

"Happy water? What is Happy Water? ”

Movies and happy water are all new things, and almost everyone has heard of them for the first time.

"I heard that it was donated by Monaya, the Holy Maiden of the Temple of Light, as long as you go to the queue and don't cut the queue and don't make trouble, you can get a bottle!"

They're familiar with it! Several temples would give alms in the winter, and many civilians survived the cold and hungry winter with that little food.

"Then I'll go back and get a kitchen knife now!"

"Giving alms" in winter is a very important thing.

There is only so much food, even the largest Temple of Light, it can't feed all the people on the continent.

There is a fixed amount of food to be distributed in the almsgiving every year, and there is no late arrival.

One by one, the black bread can last for a few days, but only for a few days.

To live, to live......

In order to survive, anything can be done!

As long as you can live, stealing, robbing, and killing have become "unavoidable" survival conditions.

In order to ensure that they can absolutely receive food when receiving supplies, or simply want to get their turn early, some people will target the "weak" who is easy to start and kill the other party first.

It has become a common practice to bring all the weapons you can with you when you receive supplies.

Whether it's for self-protection or for the "last resort" option, weapons are a necessity.

"Put it all down!" Blaise had a dark face, he was no stranger to all this in front of him as an old man who was quite old but had a good memory.

The Day of Almsgiving is the Day of Blood.

Blaitze, who should have been accustomed to everything, was a little angry when he saw their eager or wary and fearful eyes.

Accustomed to the "peace" of Lanceville, Blaise was very uncomfortable when he saw this scene.

In a trance, he vaguely remembered that a few months ago, he wondered in his mind why the lord had wasted his magic to stop them from fighting.

Rely on fists to speak, the winner is king, and the loser becomes nourishment, this is the rule of this world.

Lowly civilians line up to fight, and the dead are dead, which will not hurt the lord, but also save food, so why waste magic?

At that time, he didn't dare to ask such a question to Philos, and it was impossible for Philos to take the initiative to answer his doubts.

But after so long in the peace and security of Lanceville, Blaise suddenly understood.

It is stability.

The queues at Lansvelly were always long, long, not a single street, and the 20-metre-wide street was full of queues.

In order to pass the time, even if they are strangers, they can get together shoulder to shoulder and talk about all kinds of things that happen every day, and they can also show off their card progress, single draw SSR, full picture book, and eat limited xxx.

Fights are not allowed, and no one has to worry about an unfamiliar fist suddenly appearing and hitting them in the head.

There is also no need to worry about someone next to you getting into a fight and splattering blood on yourself.

Just enjoy the relaxation of waiting in line, just think about waiting for a few plates of the menu.

The whole person is light and fluttery.

Standing in line sounds like a boring thing, but it's boring to be surrounded by friends!

Blaise finally understood why visitors to Lanceville liked to stand in line so much.

"Take your weapons home and put them away! Civilization queue! No queues, scrambles, fights, and brawls! ”

As soon as Blaitze's words came out, the first people to be dissatisfied were the emaciated wanderers.

They have no house, no fixed assets, no security, and therefore look more emaciated than ordinary civilians.

Weapons, even if they are only stones, sticks, and pieces of iron, are things that they can "protect" themselves.

Without weapons, with their emaciated bodies, what to use and other civilians as capital for fighting?

Fists, feet, and teeth are weapons! But their weapons are already much more fragile than ordinary people.

Blaize, as one of the few human assistants in Philos's hands, can be regarded as being trained by overwork, his face is sunk, and he can give people a great sense of oppression at first glance.

"If you don't obey, don't take it."

Blaze's confidence comes from Sherlock, and in the entire city of Lakdalia, there is probably no legend that can be higher than Sherlock.

When you reach level 100 or above, you will really have a qualitative change with ordinary humans, not to mention that Sherlock is still a spellcaster who can attack in groups.

The rule of receiving supplies without weapons is unacceptable to many people, but people with weapons can't even enter the queue area, and the possibility of passing through the customs is almost equal to zero.

One after another, some people walked home, but soon turned back, I don't know if they didn't make up their minds, and their hesitant expressions couldn't be more obvious on their faces.

If you don't bring weapons, even if you receive supplies, you will be snatched immediately, so there are not many people who really dare to receive happy water.

"Damn, what a drag!"

People who were reluctant to lay down their weapons and materials gathered around the periphery of the queuing area, unwilling to disperse for a long time.

Blaise has a headache, happy water is no better than popcorn and marshmallows, even if you open a bottle, it doesn't taste good.

Although after drinking it once, it will become a favorite of most people.

But when it comes to explosive appeal, we have to talk about popcorn.

Blaise maintained a calm and nonchalant expression, he wanted to discuss with Sherlock again to see if he could replace today's giveaway with popcorn, but his eyes were focused, where was Sherlock's figure!

Blaise was a little flustered: "Jack, did you see Sherlock?" ”

Jack, who was putting boxes of happy water according to taste, didn't look back and said, "He said to go to the bathroom." ”

Toilet?

Blaise was a little puzzled, but after knowing the other party's "itinerary", his heart settled down, and he didn't have to see the other party's figure.

On the other side, Sherlock, who came out to go to the bathroom, almost stepped on a child.

It's normal to have the corpses of wanderers on the road.

After spending some time in Lanceville, Sherlock almost forgot this "common sense".

He can't be blamed for this, the streets of Lanceville are so clean, there are public toilets every 100 meters, garbage cans every 50 meters, job announcements can be seen everywhere, as long as you are willing to work wherever you can eat, there is no possibility of starvation.

Sherlock had already walked, but Lancevelly's road could not dissipate in his mind anyway.

He took two steps back, crouched down and asked, "Are you still alive?" ”

Chapter 47

"Are you still alive?"

Sherlock asked, only to feel that he was talking nonsense.

He lowered down to check on the other party's condition.

The living conditions of the wanderer are very poor, Sherlock took an identification technique, the little wanderer in front of him is only 7 years old, but only more than seventy centimeters, severely malnourished, which can be easily analyzed from his physical condition with only a layer of skin and skeleton.

There are many wounds on the body, both external and internal.

"Tsk."

Sherlock sensed trouble, he was a trouble-hating man, and got up and prepared to leave.

But inexplicably, the scene of the students going to and from school in the "pre-job training base" came to mind.

Philos was very secretive, and it was okay to deceive the uninformed magical race, but for a bard like Sherlock, who had traveled a lot, it was easy to see through at a glance.

The so-called pre-job training base is the magic school.

Sherlock was also a graduate of the Royal School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, so when he found out the truth, his first reaction was absurdity.

A magic school with thousands of people and no fees - even if it is just to produce low-level talents can bring down the finances of an empire.

It won't be long before it will-

Instinctively, he didn't "arbitrarily" judge how long the school would survive, and it turned out to be the right one.

During the month of filming at Lanceville, he watched as the minimum level of the students was upgraded from lv.3 to lv.7.