In the early morning, the lead-colored haze makes the light dim and hazy.

In this blur, a behemoth crouched on the ground, and the shadow cast only shrouded a large area of tiny figures in front of it, which was as dense as an ant colony.

It was a cathedral, and the square outside the main entrance was crowded with civilians from all over the world. They were yellow-faced and thin-skinned, and only when they saw the bishop and the assistant teacher who had just walked out of the church, their gloomy eyes bloomed with a little brilliance.

"Good morning, devout believers of our Lord. Let us praise the great God of Light and protect us from yet another dangerous night and usher in a new day. ”

The bishop was dressed in a white robe, but his face was full of red light, standing at the door of the church, his voice was like a bell, and every word resounded throughout the square.

It was another day of morning prayer, but today, the crowd of onlookers was much more and more excited. Especially when the bishop spoke of excitement, the crowd's frenzied echoes were like a tsunami.

The sun rises high, dispelling the morning fog. The sunlight shone on the golden church, and the reflection of the light became more and more dazzling. The people who were originally shrouded in shadows are once again in the reflection of the blurry brilliance. The panting face, which was redder than the bishop, became more and more bewitching in this gorgeous halo.

The atmosphere reached its peak, the bishop pressed with both hands, and the square fell silent for a while.

"In recent years, demonic beasts have been rampant, and demons have been in turmoil. They are comparable to witches, they are the minions of the devil, they are the enemies of our lord, and they disturb the life of my lord's people!" The bishop's tone changed very wonderfully, at first serious, then resentful, and then a pair of heartache, speaking of which, he stretched out his hand to a few knightly people beside him, and said with relief, "Fortunately, the lords and lords led their knights to resist bravely, and this brought us peace. ”

Several knights stepped forward in unison.

"Look, look at these familiar faces. Some of them are your husbands, and some are your sons. Last year, they were called by our lord to follow their lord against the devil. And now, through stubborn battles and feats, they have finally returned with their own armor and weapons! Do you know what that means? Yes, they have all been given knighthood, separated from commoners, and become new nobles! This means that they, and their families, will be given a manor, and their taxes will be reduced, and they will finally live a well-being life. ”

Compared to the large crowd of Wuyang, these knights threw themselves into the crowd, and they couldn't even splash a little wave. Correspondingly, there are very few families who really benefit. However, people did not appear to be much disappointed, even those families who had family members who enlisted in the army last year and never heard back after this year.

The people only looked at the knights fixedly, their eyes full of anticipation. Seeing this, the bishop nodded secretly and stepped aside, and at the same time, a leading knight stepped forward.

"As is customary, this time it was us who managed the registration. As in previous years, if a boy from the family joins the anti-demon guards, the tax will be halved, and each additional boy will receive an additional reward. The registration location is the same, and the time is ......"

The knight's voice was not as loud as the bishop's, and before he could say a few words, the crowd in the vicinity erupted into a loud cheer. The enthusiasm spread like waves on the sea, circle after circle, until the whole square was plunged into a celebratory atmosphere.

For the first time, Xu was the focus of the eyes of a thousand people from a member of the crowd below, and the knight who spoke was a little overwhelmed, and in a sound so loud that it was loud enough to drown out his voice to the bishop beside him, he barely finished the manuscript he had prepared in advance, and then hastily withdrew.

The bishop on the side seemed to be accustomed to this situation, as the old saying went on year after year, and the new knights in charge of the speech were frightened one after another, and he had long known how to deal with the frenzied populace.

I saw him stretch out his hands, press down, and with a "silence", the circle of people closest to him suddenly fell silent. Just like the sudden stirring of noise, the silent atmosphere quickly spread to every corner of the square.

In fact, this is not only due to the authority of the bishop, but also to the tacit understanding that has been formed over the years.

Seeing that the crowd had quieted down, the bishop nodded in satisfaction and clapped his hands.

"At the end of the morning meeting, the registration location is still set up in the side hall of the church, and the registration ends at 6 o'clock in the evening. ”

After seeing the bishop finish speaking, he and his entourage reflexively entered the church, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

The gate closed with a bang, and several civilians who were still standing outside the main gate gathered.

"Didn't you say that a witch was going to be executed today? Why didn't you mention it in the morning?"

"Is it that the bishop and their nobles are so forgetful that they are busy with affairs and forget about this stubble?"

"Why don't you go and remind me?"

"Uh......"

"Hey, don't take his word for it, forget what happened to Bob, don't offend the bishop's majesty, they have their own agenda. ”

"Why don't we go to the execution table at noon?"

"Okay, that's it. ”

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen a witch executed yet, I've heard that although a witch is evil, it's very beautiful, if it's ......"

"Don't talk nonsense! Be careful to be heard by the church's demon hunting team, saying that you have been tempted by the devil, and it doesn't matter if you are finished then, don't bother us again!"

Speaking of this, a few people looked left and right, even if they didn't find the figure of the demon hunting team in their mouths, they didn't dare to talk more, and only said two words that were not nutritious and dispersed.

Not far away, a young man looked at their departing figures, revealing a thoughtful expression.

He took one last look at the majestic church in front of him, sighed, and turned away.

There was a large crowd around the side of the church, and the boy came here, remembering that in previous years the number of people outside the side gate was always a little scarce after noon, so he stood here and thought about it, and walked away with the departing crowd.

There are many buildings around the church, and the area of residential areas is very large, but most of the people who left walked along the same avenue towards the same area. The houses there are not too simple to describe as dog houses compared to the buildings in other directions of the church, and the poor people who live there are not much more noble than dogs in the eyes of people in other areas.

The boy's home, or more precisely, the house of the boy's parents, is in this slum. And the boy himself never felt a sense of belonging to that place. On the one hand, there is the indifference of the concept of parental affection, for poor families, if they want to live a good life, the only way to sell their children is to sell their daughters, and children are money. On the other hand, the boy is no longer the original boy, and now he is a poor child from a poor family, but he has a soul from another world in his head.

Last year, he was seriously ill, and it cost money to see a doctor or a priest, so his cheap parents simply threw him aside and ignored him.

Now, although he has inherited the memories of his predecessor, it is nothing more. For the background and social environment of the current era, aside from the marquee-like memory picture, all that remains is strangeness, including for the family of the predecessor.

Strange to strange, he can still adapt slowly, after all, he died suddenly from overwork in his previous life, and he thought that he would die so aggrieved, but he didn't expect him to inadvertently cross the resurrection, no matter how you think about it, it's a sure thing.

However, although he was just an ordinary worker on the Blue Star in his previous life, the modern and convenient life is much better than the current situation, right?

Not to mention that there are no mobile phones, the Internet, takeaways, even the most basic food and clothing can not be guaranteed, the days when he has eaten the last meal and the next meal, hovering on the line of life and death, he has really had enough of it for most of the year.

During this period, he did not think of a way to get out of the predicament. However, in a social environment similar to the backwaters of the European Middle Ages, all the whimsy has no way out. In the end, he realized that there were only three options left for him.

First, in front of those nobles and papal people, he showed a little outstanding specialty, and played a strange scene.

It's just that the idea just came to me and he choked it to death.

Not to mention that in addition to the almost useless workplace skills of the present, there is only the little knowledge that remains after many years of nine-year compulsory education can be used to support oneself, and the current atmosphere alone does not allow a foolish person who has been blocked out of the door of knowledge to show a trace of peculiarity.

This is an era of knowledge monopoly, and it is also an era of high-pressure rule, and people like him at the bottom of society, as long as they play the role of leeks, the slightest change will be named the devil's minions by the demon hunting team, and then decisively deal with it.

He is still very clear about this.

When you think about it, it seems that the only way out is to become a vassal of the upper class. So the remaining two choices were clear, one was to join the church and become a clergyman, and the other was to climb to the nobility and become their domestic servant.

To put it bluntly, it is to be a dog leg for the rich and powerful. It's hard to hear, but it's not that his ambition is only a little bit of a fly and a dog's calculation, it's really forced by the situation, and he can only do it for the time being. Nowadays, the taxes are heavy, and the nobles still don't want to have more money in their families, and it is impossible for ordinary people to hire people, otherwise, he is also willing to be a part-time worker like in his previous life.

It's just that this tax is not only on the nobles and ordinary people, but also on their poor people. Those who have children in the family can sell their sons to those lords to fight, and sell their daughters to those nobles as a pastime, and there seems to be no choice for a status like him that should be sold.

Still, he took the time to go to church without telling anyone. However, to his chagrin, when he explained his intentions, the assistant teacher in charge of personnel only glanced at him and refused, not giving him a chance to fight. He didn't know if there were vacancies in the church, and he didn't know what the hiring criteria were, but he at least understood that even if there were vacancies, even if he had enough qualifications, most of the places that had been booked would never have his share.