If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, eat quickly..." Agata made a pleading sound.

Agata kept scooping up the porridge in the bowl with a wooden spoon and sent it to the mouth of the baby who was only seven or eight months old.

The child who had been hungry for several days did not open his mouth for a long time.

Since leaving the northern land, she first had a fever and a strong sense of discomfort. She vomited a lot. After the fever was finally reduced, the body nutrition could not keep up.

The baby's eyes were dim, revealing an extremely weak breath. The previous violent crying seemed to be a last gasp, which exhausted all the vitality of this little life.

Agata held back tears and forced the porridge into the baby's mouth, but it always overflowed from the corners of the mouth, and there was no sign of swallowing. She couldn't get it in with a wooden spoon, and she didn't even cough.

"Please, eat quickly..." Agata said in tears. Long-term hunger almost made her lose her ability to produce milk. Her shriveled breasts could not suck out milk no matter what. Her child cried day and night, but she was powerless. She once wanted to lick her child with blood from her fingers. Now that she had food, she couldn't eat it?

She felt strong sadness and despair, holding the child and whimpering silently.

Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she stood up, moved her weak legs, and rushed to the lord at a mad speed.

A knight with a calm face stopped her. The strict hierarchy showed that this was not the land she should set foot on. If she disturbed the noble lord, she would most likely be sentenced to death.

But Agata couldn't care so much.

The young lord looked at her, and Agata kept handing the child in her hand, showing a pleading and painful expression.

...

Roman glanced at the woman from Wandong.

He didn't brush up the [Medical] skill, so he couldn't see what the child's specific problem was.

"Dota!" Roman turned around and shouted.

The young man who changed from hunter to guard came to him immediately.

Following the military posture taught by Aaron, he stood straight like a pine tree.

Roman pointed at the young baby and said, "Take him to the mountain and let Garin see what he is like."

"Yes!"

After this period of training, Dota became frugal and tried to be the best in everything he did.

Roman knew that Dota was showing himself, so he appointed Dota as the captain of the guard. This behavior was a special motivation for the former young hunter.

Roman did not hate these enterprising people. If everyone was a stupid ass who did not know how to make progress, that would be the most painful.

So he said, "You can ride a horse over."

Ordinary guards were not qualified.

But Dota was an exception. As one of the only apostles, Roman intended to cultivate Dota's military ability, and the skill of riding a horse must be mastered.

So this hunter who grew up in the mountains was not unfamiliar with war horses after these days of proficiency, but the training time was limited every day.

Dota said, "Yes, sir." He took the child from Agatha and ran to the Origin Manor.

Roman turned his gaze to Agatha, and the woman who held the winter looked at Dota's back and did not look back.

Roman asked calmly, "You are a winter man, what's your name?"

Only the northern land can produce white hair, and the white hair is now covered with dust, looking rough and dull.

It's not that he has never seen foreigners.

On the contrary, foreigners often visit the Grand Duke of Split Armor.

Then Roman discovered that all the countries on this land actually have a common language.

Roman originally thought that it was the conqueror who unified the language and writing, but later found that the conqueror did not have this ability. He could not have made such a great achievement in just 20 or 30 years during his reign.

Agata shuddered when she heard Roman's voice. She realized what she had done. She stood in front of a nobleman in a panic and said, "My lord, I am Agata."

"Where is your child?"

"Vera."

Roman knew it was a baby girl when he heard the name, and said, "Dota went to find someone to treat her. She should be fine."

Agata also knew about this. If her behavior angered the noble lord or the lord had no intention of helping her, he would not pretend in front of her. A slave was not worthy of the nobleman's attitude. Everything could only be thought of in a good direction.

Agata was very grateful to this kind and generous noble lord, but she didn't dare to say it out loud, so she had to thank him silently in her heart.

More than an hour later, Dota came back on horseback.

Agata rushed over and took Vera from Dota's arms. Seeing that the latter's breathing was much more stable, she cried with joy and kept kissing Vera's forehead and face.

Dota told Roman about Garin's diagnosis.

In Roman's opinion, the child should be in shock, perhaps due to high fever, hunger, unfamiliarity with the local climate, or the bad environment. Anyway, she had been through the gates of hell.

Jialin used medical skills and magic to stabilize her physical condition, but she needs to be taken good care of in the future.

After hearing this, Roman said to Agatha: "You can come to my manor every day to get two kilograms of milk."

Green smacked his lips: "Gweil wants to drink milk, and Aaron and I also want to drink it. Is this enough?"

Roman glanced at Green.

"How about I stop giving you maltose and let you drink milk every day?"

Green quickly shut up, and he complained casually. Compared with Aaron, he was more greedy and was now completely captured by the taste of maltose.

There can be no milk on the table, but there must be maltose.

Seeing that he was honest, Roman did not say much.

He felt that Green was in a stage of revengeful eating. He had rarely come into contact with sugar before. Now he finally had the opportunity to eat a lot, so he naturally could not control himself.

He did not control the amount of Green, and the latter ate as much as he wanted.

Although eating too much sugar is harmful to the body, considering the training intensity and physical strength of the knights, it is barely acceptable. He will get tired of it in the future.

Roman has seen that among this group of slaves, only Vera is the youngest. She is eight or nine months old and still at the age of breastfeeding. Naturally, he will not be stingy with this little milk. Taking a little from Green's mouth is enough for her.

"Thank you, sir." Agatha is not good at speaking, but milk is too important to Vera.

Roman did not comment. He said calmly: "Tell me about the Northern Land and what happened to you... Why did you end up here?"

Due to the disadvantages of the times, the speed of transportation and information transmission was extremely slow.

Even most of the merchants' news was hearsay, and the authenticity needs to be considered.

But in any case, as a winter keeper, the story of Agatha can give Roman a specific understanding of the current Northern Land.

Then in Agatha's narration, Roman heard a familiar name.

Shasta!

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