Knight of the Light

Harmony Village is a rare and pleasant place in the north. Although at first glance, the sky, land, vegetation, houses and other places are no different. But people living here can smile.

Zhou Qingfeng does not collect taxes, but monopolizes the commercial shops in the village. He didn't levy labor indiscriminately, and instead paid for employment. He values ​​the population, and his life is worth a few dollars in his eyes. He hates class solidification, and dalits have a way out.

Compared with other towns, more than 2,000 people in Hexun Village lived comfortably. The law in the village is very simple. There are no specific rules to torture and restrict the bottom floor, nor does it grant unrestricted privileges to superiors.

This is an immense kind of good governance, and no one likes it.

The people in the village spontaneously loved Lord Victor Hugo. They know who their happiness is now? Of course, Rubio, the old adulterer, was also ordered to organize a small number of people to propagate inward, to make clear the good and evil in the world.

The Harmony Village has been established for more than half a year. When Zhou Qingfeng returned from the Banshee Fortress, Cyric sent a rare sigh in his mind that the villagers' souls were pure, and many people had a tendency to evolve to red.

The source of the people in the village is complex. Even the largest number of black forest natives originally lived in a dozen conflicting and even hostile settlements. In addition, there are a large number of adventurers and exiles from elsewhere, and their minds are even more confused.

When the complicated population came under His Majesty Zhou Qingfeng, a new rule began to restrain them. Fighting is not allowed at random, bullying is not allowed, civility and courtesy are required, and there is nothing to eat. Unruly people are expelled from light and executed.

Different from the previous rules, which seem to be awkward but have a huge impact, forcing the original interpersonal relationship to be forcibly reversed, the utilitarian thinking is gradually changing. This is the biggest difference between Harmony Village and other places, but few people can tell clearly.

The change of thought is very slow, but it is hard to detect in the village. But Ciric was trapped in Zhou Qingfeng's head and followed him around. When the quantitative change causes the qualitative change, the crazy **** who is quite sensitive to the soul finally notices the difference.

People in the village come and go as if everything is normal. But even the most rude savages are learning to talk to people using ‘please, hello, thank you, sorry, goodbye’. In the past, they just tapped the table and shouted ‘Hi’.

Reshaping etiquette and shame is something that Zhou Qingfeng has never thought of but has been doing. His original intention was to displease many things.

After repeated training, education, and restraint, the gray souls of the villagers became significantly more agile and active. Some highly qualified people even revealed a few traces of red, which is a sign of advancement.

"This scene can only be seen in big cities with a wealth of life." Ciric has rarely praised Zhou Qingfeng. But when he came back this time, he was extremely excited. "If half of the villagers turn red, it will be a huge success."

For gods, lower-level souls do not have the qualifications to believe in them, and the belief in high-quality souls is the foundation that sustains them.

Zhou Qingfeng turned to the military camp in the village, where his rookie guard was trained. These average fifteen-year-olds have grown a lot and strengthened a lot now, and they are very different from what they used to be.

Fifty guards received the martial arts training of the old knight Nasai during the day, and cultural lessons were taught by Xi Li at night. After six months, their physical and mental appearances have changed dramatically.

Zhou Qingfeng came in from outside the barracks and shouted ‘line up’. The guards scattered on the training ground can form a simple line queue in half a minute and report the number quickly. The monitor of each line came out to report to him, his articulate, simple and clear.

Cyric began to boast again, "Yes, yes, their souls are very good, better than those villagers outside. As long as one or two years of training, they will become low-level fighters. At least half of them will be promoted to five years later. Order. "

Zhou Qingfeng briefly reviewed his guards, but in his head asked Sirek "What the **** do you want to say?"

"I'm learning from you." Cyric laughed. "Victor Hugo, you are indeed a genius. I used to want you to use me, but you didn't want to. I was annoyed, angry, and even violent for this , But I was wrong.

You can't hide everything from me, why don't I learn from you directly? In addition to Kelly's stupidity, I have countless believers, a large number of clever pastors, and more reliable voters.

I sorted out what you did and passed it to my followers elsewhere in the form of a shrine. You can do so successfully in a poor north, and I can certainly do better elsewhere. "

Hahaha, Sirek's laughter became more piercing and insane. "Victor Hugo, you can't fight me after all. I am an undefeated god, a **** of murder, a great dark day.

You are just a mere mortal. All your successes will be copied by me, and I have to do better than you. After all, you will find that your so-called wisdom is ridiculous. "

You can do it, I can do it better.

It's that simple.

Zhou Qingfeng declined to comment. He simply encouraged the guards and turned to look at the other side of the training ground. In addition to guarding, he also recruited a group of adventurers.

For example, Enissa's family members, as well as Black Forest natives like Luke, and foreigners naturalized like Adrian. These people can use it immediately, about twenty. But they are not disciplined, they always carry a bandit.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't pay much attention to this group of adventurers, and let the old knight Naser and the halfling Kelly manage. Hearing the 'line up' shout, they stood out and huddled together.

Until they discovered that Zhou Qingfeng's face was ugly, the adventurers lined up slightly.

"His Excellency Naser." Zhou Qingfeng shouted, "Let these people practice."

The old knight stood out and waved his hands to let those adventurers practice one-on-one with their bosses. But Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and said, "I'm not very interested in personal bravery. Let them wear armor, change wooden weapons, and attack my guard."

Everyone was shocked, and the adventurers even laughed. The old knight whispered, "Her Hugo, your guard has made great progress in the past six months. But against these veterans, you will lose a lot.

"That also shows me how miserable it is." Zhou Qingfeng was stubborn. He just didn't like the sloppy look of those adventurers. "I know how miserable I know what to do next? I won't allow a pile of waste to waste food."

The leader spoke, and the people below naturally recruited.

The rookie guards went to armour. It was those adventurers who lazily grabbed some rag-wrapped wooden weapons and stood haphazardly. In the latter's opinion, those rookies are at most armed servants, who can only do some chores.

The line of rookies were equipped with spears, this cheap weapon was exclusively for serfs. With the old knight's orders, the adversary opposite them immediately made a point to the left and right, skillfully avoided the front of the spear and attacked both wings.

Zhou Qingfeng did not use the 'Holy Light' to command the guards. The next battles don't have to be watched. The rookies were defeated, and they were beaten up by those adventurer veterans without supporting them for a minute, and they sat on the ground crying.

The easy-to-win veterans are proud, and even stepped on in a humiliating way to make those rookies suffer more.

The old knight sighed behind Zhou Qingfeng, "Her Hugo, your guard is actually well trained, but after all, it's too immature. Without your personal command, they would lose miserably."

Zhou Qingfeng whispered, "After half a month, we will go to Cold Wind City. This kind of practical exercise will be conducted at least once a day.

Let those novices figure out how to deal with them. I hope they will collaborate more and use their brains. Tell them that some people outside the village want to live their lives. Waste is not eligible to live. "

After finishing his words, Sirek also shouted, "This kind of training looks good. I have to learn it, and I have to learn it. I want to rebuild Falun's" Dark Sun Dagger ", and I will practice it in this way. . "

Zhou Qingfeng's face sank, and his heart scorned and cursed, "Xirick, you are crazy. The gods embodying the rules want to learn from me, in the end, I'm just afraid of" picking cats and painting tigers "and finding my own way out!" .