Kidnapping All Mankind

Deacon Talma also took the buckwheat straws handed over by the students with great care.

On the wickers lit on the table, Deacon Talma saw that the buckwheat stalk had the white flowers on the top and the buds in the following sections began to wither, but these did not damage its beauty, under the buds. The circle of circles of dense buckwheat seeds seemed to be shining brightly under the light of candlelight.

"Suddenly so many"

The voice of Deacon Talma was full of admiration: "At least twice as much wheat as usual!"

"When I first arrived, more than this," Lohalin reminded in a timely manner.

"Good"

Looking at the bare top and the withered buds, Deacon Talma nodded: "It should have dropped a bit on the road. In this case, it is indeed as Praia said, three times more than the usual buckwheat, or even more. Is it all here? "

"No, these are the most." Lohalin shook his head. "Ordinary and some."

Speaking, Lohalin turned and pulled a small bundle of buckwheat stalks from another crack in the wall.

Taking these "ordinary" buckwheat stalks into his hands, Deacon Talma still looked quite carefully: "These are all very good, half more than the usual buckwheat."

"These buckwheat should fall more on the road," Lohalin said.

"Yes, that's right!"

Unfolding the sheepskin roll again, Deacon Talma reads: "The closest family place to the honeycomb is two or three times the number of buckwheat seeds; the farther the family, the number doubles; the farther the family, the more Half; it just slowly decreases, until it hits a turn, or is far enough away to see clearly, those places are the same as before. "

Reading this paragraph with his eyes bright, Deacon Talmar's voice was getting higher and higher: "Okay, okay, great!" He admired and stood up excitedly. "This time, the parish tithing Taxes are definitely fine! Praia's artifacts are definitely fine too! How are you moving? What does the priest say? "

"If it's a honeycomb, I've arranged to move a few" Loharin murmured: "The priest's words, uh, the letter hasn't been shown to him yet."

"Huh?" Deacon Talma frowned slightly. "That's a good thing! Even if I don't come back, I can show the priest first."

"But" Lohalin was still talking. [Zero ↑ ​​nine △ small ↓ said △ net]

Lockharin's repeated support reminded Deacon Talma of the situation when he had just returned to the castle and talked to Lockharin beside the door.

"What's wrong?" After a few seconds of groaning, Deacon Talma asked: "Does Praia have any thoughts? I'm also right, the benefits of buckwheat double the seed, it is really too little, but now The parish situation "

"No, it isn't," Lohalin shook his head quickly. "How could Brother John make you embarrassed, but he wrote the letter too sloppy and couldn't read clearly"

"Well"

The student's euphemism reminded Deacon Talta, who was too excited just now, and before reading the letter sent by Praia, she had been attracted all the attention by buckwheat stalks.

He quickly unfolded the letter again.

"In order to grab more honeycombs before the end of the flowering season, I directly used a hundred honeycombs of the baron lord. I have asked my father to guarantee it. This is a reminder to get started."

"The method of moving the honeycomb has been delivered with the letter." Deacon Talma turned her head, and Lohalin pointed to the wooden boards in the corner.

"The idea of ​​moving a honeycomb was proposed by Burdock Los / Moore. Burdock Los / Moore found out the matter of moving the honeycomb. Hosted by Burdock Los / Moore."

Deacon Talma felt familiar with the name "Yak / Los / Moore" several times in a row: "Lose / Moore seems to have heard this before?"

"Yes." Lohalin nodded. "Last time, Brother John brought in the bull control method, and there was also Los / Moore helping."

"Oh! It's him, that clever boy," Talma remembered. "It looks like the Lord has cared for him again."

"Yes." Lohalin nodded again. "Brother John, loves this child."

"I also like it very much." Deacon Talma smiled, and continued to look down at the sheepskin roll. "Los / Moore, devout, worships the Lord, has done a lot for the church, helped a lot and hoped to receive This child is a student, and this child is a student. "

Holding the sheepskin roll, Deacon Talmar frowned slightly.

"Accept this child as a student"

Taking a few steps back and forth, Deacon Talmar asked, "Did you just give the letter to the priest because of this?"

"Yes." Lohalin nodded.

"Well"

Frowning, Deacon Talmar continued to pace, and after thinking for a while, Talma didn't understand a little: "Speaking of what Praia wants, there is actually no big problem. Los / Moore is really not The gentleman's son, but the way to manage the cows, coupled with the dedication of a student who moved the honeycomb, is not too much, eh, Lohalin, what do you think? "

"A student's name is nothing," Lohalin said slowly. "But I'm worried about the parish side."

"What's wrong with the parish?" Deacon Talma didn't understand: "Students, Praia, you, and I agree, um," pointing to the buckwheat stalks on the table and the wooden boards in the corner: "And double Who will bear the seeds of buckwheat and the method of moving the honeycomb? "

"No, no," Lohalin shook his head quickly. "Teacher, I'm not saying that I can't give Lose / Moore a student name. What I think is that there are too few students."

"Well? Too few? Why?"

"Teacher, you said just now, with these." It also refers to buckwheat stalks and wooden boards. Lohalin said: "Brother John ’s miracle, there must be no problem. By then, my brother will be qualified for parliamentary discussion. Must always come to the parish side "

"what!"

A flash of light flashed through his mind, and Deacon Tarma's footsteps paused.

"If it was before," Lohalin continued, "or when the cattle were just injured, this is not much. Anyway, there are many things in the village of Akeli, and there is a shortage of tithes every year, which is not great. No one will remember it ’s position, but now, ”Lohalin pointed to the buckwheat stalks and wooden boards again:“ With these, someone in the parish will surely remember: Oops, Rev. Praia already has the magical goods. Oops, Rev. Praia is going to the parish for three days and two heads? Oops, that would be troublesome. In that case, would n’t the village of Acre often not have the preacher? "

"Well, this is really a trouble." Deacon Talma nodded again and again, and when the benefits were seen, the parish colleagues would have any ideas, Deacon Talma was too clear.

"Teacher" Lohalin said emotionally: "Akli Village was the village where you managed to get Brother John from the parish, and now you can only make up for the tithe." Seeing the teacher ’s eyes turned to buckwheat stalks for the third time With the wooden board, Lohalin quickly changed his saying: "Hey, maybe there is still a little gain, but there were still many shortfalls before!"

"Well, John had a hard time a few years ago," Deacon Talma said with a little emotion.

"Yeah!" Lohalin was even more confident when he got the teacher's approval: "Brother John filled the gap. With a surplus, we can give it to us, er, to the teacher, and to the church and the parish. How can other things take advantage of Brother John? "

"What is taking advantage? The parish wishes to worship the Lord are the same!"

Habitually reminded students to pay attention to words, Deacon Talma paused and said, "However, what you said is not unreasonable. Praia is a focused child. The church he presides over is usually too busy. It would be really troublesome if there was another messy guy. "

The conflict of interests in the parish and the transfer of benefits between teachers and students is indeed a very complicated problem.

It is naturally not allowed to let other pastors and deacons of the parish crowd out their own interests.

However, after Praia got the divine product, she did have troubles in increasing her affairs. If Loharin, or other students of her own, went to "help", it would be too easy to cause suspicion and trigger internal fighting.

Thinking for a moment, Deacon Talmar looked at Lohalin: "So, you think of Los / Moore?"

"Yes," Lohalin replied, "Loss / Moore's dedication would have been enough to get higher appreciation. Besides, if there is only one student, I'm afraid it won't help Brother John too much. Busy "

"You mean," Deacon Talma started pacing again: "After Praia gets the divine character, let the agent Los / Moore preside over the church?"

Lohalin nodded.

"Yo" groaned for a long time, and Deacon Talma said, "The students who teach themselves and act as their churches can indeed give Praia a little peace of mind."

Lockharin noticed keenly that when he said here, when the teacher called Los / Moore, he had used the words "student" and "agent".

Lohalin smiled. "Yes, this is Brother John!"

"But" after deliberation, Deacon Talma still had some doubts: "Loss / Moore, it seems like a little guy, right?"

"How is that?" Luoharin shook his head again and again: "I can come up with a cure for cattle farming, he can heal the cattle in the village, he can take burdock helpers to do the work in the commons, and he can lead serfs How can you move so many children with such a honeycomb so capable? "

"This is also true"

Talma nodded slowly.

Looking at the deep desire on Lohalin's face, Talma suddenly felt a little mercy.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years passed.

The first time I saw her, she was immature, and Roharin, who was only at her waist, was fully grown.

Loharin has been following him for so many years, either staying in the castle all day or going westward with himself, except for occasionally grabbing some blood-stained farm tools, there is almost no other income.

Deacon Talma understands how difficult the dilemma is.

After Lohalin had a great harvest for Praia, he finally realized how much he could feed himself in this line, and Deacon Talma understood quite well.

"Okay, you can try it." Deacon Talma finally relented, and he nodded. "A little difference in age is not important, but you must tell Praia, let Los / Moore, let the little guy remember you At least 16 years old! "

"Of course!" Loharin's face instantly rejoiced: "I already told him!".

"Oh?" Deacon Talma made a slight move, then continued to look at the sheepskin roll.

What follows is only the routine thanks and wishes. There is nothing important. I saw the sheepskin roll all the way all the way. Looking at the payment and the date, Talma tilted her head. almost there."

"Yeah." Lohalin nodded quickly: "You just rushed to the reclamation point to chase the thieves, this letter is here, and this matter is so urgent, I will"

"Okay, I know"

Packing the sheepskin roll, Deacon Talma smiled bitterly: "Looks like you just wrote the letter to Praia?"

"Yes," Lohalin lowered his head. "However, what I wrote was only a suggestion. If there is something wrong, ask the teacher to write another for Brother John."

"Say, what else did you suggest?"