Duke of Grief

This winter is not so cold.

Emerson breathed a sigh of relief and sat at the round table, taking a bite of bread with warm water.

The wind of mourning is mountainous in the country, and there is no suitable grazing conditions, so there are not many dairy products, only enough for some rich people to eat.

But relatively speaking, the food is much richer. In addition to bread, there are meat strips and vegetables on the table in front of Emerson. Although there are not many, it is now in winter. If it is in the past, you can eat one. Two wild vegetables is a great luck for them civilians.

The civil war in the Kingdom of Corot has been over for a year and a half, but they have not returned to their original home.

Their home was long gone. In that civil war, they became refugees, displaced, and came here, and finally survived here.

And this country seems to have begun to accept them, so they got a new job-logging and pioneering!

The wind of mourning has built many logging yards in the Principality, some in the Principality, and more on the edge of the Black Forest. Emerson was not lucky enough that he was assigned to the edge of the Black Forest.

According to the soldiers, the logging yards in the Principality are only for felling wood, and the logging yards on their side, besides logging, also need to undertake the mission of "Black Forest Pioneering".

However, the big things like pioneering have nothing to do with these little people. They only need to deal with the trees in the area in time, and then let the farmers open up a field on the surrounding open space.

The real pioneers are the soldiers and adventurers of the Principality!

Emerson glanced at the ‘restaurant’, and the people around him were full of sound, listening like it was about to overturn the roof.

The place where he is now is not only a logging site, but also a military stronghold, of course, a bit like a hotel.

At this time, not only were the workers in the logging yard—the refugees who had fled to the Principality of the Wind of Sorrow like him—but also many soldiers and adventurers.

They gathered together and enjoyed their lunch.

The military’s food is the best, because when they come to the cafeteria to eat, the food passage is dedicated; the next is those adventurers, they need a lot of activities, so they also need to eat a lot of meat.

Lumberjacks and farmers’ meals are the worst, but even so, they are enough.

Before they had escaped, the chance of eating meat for a year was pitiful, and now almost every meal can eat meat. Is there any dissatisfaction?

After eating, Emerson licked his lips somewhat dissatisfiedly. This time he ate at least 80%, and now it's not quite the same as before.

I used to eat three meals a day as an extra meal even when I was working, but now it can only be considered normal.

But relatively, their working hours have also become longer, but if only the working hours become longer, who can eat three full meals, who wouldn’t?

After using the meal, Emerson, like everyone else, picked up the tray and put it in the recycling area, which everyone must obey, although Emerson did not know what the use was.

Since last fall, until now, they have been following some regulations, and now those regulations have become their habit.

But Emerson didn't think it was bad or even faint, which was of great benefit to them.

His brother was assigned to another logging site, along with his sister-in-law and niece.

But he did not worry that they would be bullied, because the soldiers who maintain order in the logging yard would not allow such things to happen.

Wrapped around the fur coat tightly, Emerson bypassed the'Shadow Wall' and pushed the door out of the warm cafeteria.

As soon as he walked out, a naughty cold wind hit his neck, making him shivering.

"It's so cold..." He said a few words in his mouth, and Emerson took another step, preparing to return to his dormitory to rest.

Dormitory is an unexpected ‘luxury’ for others. Although several people still live in a room, everyone can have their own room. Although the room is not large, it has its own privacy space.

At the beginning, Emerson was frightened when they came here, because these houses knew at first glance that they had not just been built in a short period of time. Maybe the Serena maid had prepared everything for them long ago.

If you want to take a bath, there is also a public bathhouse. The men among these refugees are lumberjacks and farmers, and the women are ‘waiters’.

Whether it’s a chef in the canteen or a worker boiling water in the bathhouse, all are made by women, which also gives women independent income. It can be said that... weird.

Of course, this "strange" is only for those of them who have never seen the world, and for the civilians of the Principality of Sorrowful Winds, they have been surprised.

Since Serena's maid chief took power, women's rights and interests have been greatly protected. Many women have independent incomes and have become more stubborn when facing their husbands.

Emerson returned to his room. The room was very narrow. After putting down a bed and a cabinet, there was only one aisle, but he was also very satisfied with it.

Compared to the days before living in tents, his days are getting better.

The Serena maidservant advocates ‘human management’, so they work six days a week, one day they can rest, and they can enjoy their nap time at noon every day.

It has to be said that such a day is really good, and Emerson did not want to go back to the oppressive days of the past.

After working for a day, they must concentrate on reading and literacy at night-this is also the hard requirement that the Principality has for these people.

Mandatory learning of characters, even if you don’t want to learn, you must learn!

Emerson has never heard of such a thing, and he usually heard them talk about it when he chatted with those adventurers.

They said that such good deeds will only appear in the Principality of the Winds of Sorrow, and there can be no such good deeds in other countries and regions.

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Lying on his bed, Emerson recalled the events of this year and a half with a happy smile.

A year and a half ago, he thought he and his brother had nowhere to go, but he didn't expect that he would be able to live this easy life after a year and a half...

Raising his hand and scratching his waist and abdomen, Emerson felt itchy there. Although the mosquitoes were gone in winter, there were fleas.

Especially in such a warm place in the house, although there are few fleas, they are not without them.

But Emerson suddenly felt more and more scratchy. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and lifted his clothes to take a look.

Immediately, his eyes widened!

"Hey, what is this?!"

Looking at the scales on his waist and abdomen, Emerson's lips trembled, and he couldn't help wailing, and his mind became chaotic.

"Why, what?"

Pulling the clothes on his left hand, Emerson took a deep breath, stretched out his shaking hands, and gently touched the scales on the waist and abdomen...

Cool...

Hurrying to pull off his clothes, Emerson raised his head and looked at the end of the bed blankly.

With his hands tight over his stomach, Emerson couldn't help but mutter, "I became a monster... monster..."

After talking for a while, Emerson shook his head hurriedly.

"...No no no! I am not a monster! No!"

"Here, this is'alienation'! The doctor said, this is'alienation'! I'm going to show the doctor!"

As if grabbing a life-saving straw, the pale-faced Emerson leapt from the bed, hurriedly put on his clothes, and dragged his unworn shoes towards the logging clinic.

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