The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

"I'm a child of the Mark family, the oldest one, Lord Baron." The thin boy returned to William with a little pride and a little inferiority.

"The Mark family?" William thought for a while, "Oh, so you are a child of the Mark family!"

"Lord Baron, do you know my father?" The thin boy was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and looked at William with wistful eyes.

"Of course, I'm very impressed with him!"

Isn't William still impressed with Mark?

He was the first villager who came to exchange the golden silk grass with him for Poole coins, and he was also the first group of villagers who came to sign up to weave baskets.

Weaving baskets and brooms in the open space next to the earthen house every day, how could William not be impressed when he looked up and looked down at them?

Of course, all the golden silk grass had been used up, and the villagers also ran nearby to find what William wanted in exchange for a high bounty.

This is also the reason why Knight West came into the village, but he didn't find a few people.

"Really?" The Mark's boy couldn't believe that a dignified lord would remember his father.

"Of course, I won't lie to you! Your father, Mark, is a brave man. Yes, I think he is a brave man!" William praised, a writer in his previous life, everyone said, the first one who dared to eat Crab people are brave!

The same is true for Mark.

He was the first person who dared to come over with the golden grass to exchange for the copper coins of Poole.

"Thank you for your compliment!" The boy from Mark's family didn't expect his father to get such a high evaluation from William, and felt a little proud for a while.

"I'm just telling the truth! In addition, I have to say, little guy, you are also a brave person." William boasted again.

"Lord Baron, I just did what I should do." The Mark's boy was a little embarrassed.

"Just this little thing is something that many people can't do. The brilliance of your body is enough to make other people lose their luster!" William's praise made the little boy dizzy and blushing.

"Master Baron, you...I..." The little boy couldn't complete a sentence.

"Little warrior, why did you risk your life just now and not confess me?" William has always been curious about this.

The boy from Mark's family took it for granted, "Master Baron, you let our parents, brothers and sisters eat black bread. I can't let you be exposed to danger!"

Have you eaten black bread? William was a little taken aback, really can money bring loyalty?

William laughed at himself, looked at the boy, and asked again.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet, little warrior?"

"Kerry, Kerry Mark! Baron, my name is Kerry Mark!" The skinny boy replied hastily.

"Oh, Kerry Mark!" After reading the thin boy's name once, William asked with his eyeballs moving, "How old are you this year?"

"Seventeen, my lord the baron."

"Seventeen years old?" William stared at Kerry Mark, who was much shorter than himself, and was taken aback. He couldn't tell that he was seventeen years old.

Well, you can't use the 21st century eyes of his previous life here and set them on them. William thought to himself, he hesitated for a moment, then made a decision, and asked the boy, "Kerry Mark, I'm going to set up a guard team in the village, little warrior, would you like to join?"

"Guards?" Kerry Mark looked puzzled.

"Yes. Guards, a team that protects me and the villagers." William explained kindly.

"Then...the baron, after I enter the guard, can I still pick up dung?" Kerry Mark hesitated and asked cautiously.

"Picking up dung? Stupid! Lord Baron personally invited you,

You only want to pick up these disgusting things! "Old John on the side finally couldn't help scolding.

"I'm sorry, Sir John."

Kerry Mark was frightened like a panicked rabbit. Old John's prestige in the village has been growing day by day, after all, he is in charge of the exchange power of items.

None of the villagers dared to offend him.

"Old John, don't scare him, he's just a child!" William interjected with a smile.

William's smile was bright, and in the eyes of Kerry Mark at this moment, it was like the sun!

Old John grunted and stopped talking. He was still worrying about winter!

William patted Old John on the shoulder, chuckled, and said to Kerry Mark, "Kerry Mark, I regret that once you enter the guard, you have to participate in various trainings and patrol the village. Protect the other villagers! So, you can no longer pick... pick up dung!"

Kerry Mark was disappointed to hear that.

"Kerry, tell me, why do you want to pick up dung?" William looked curiously.

Kerry Mark hesitated for a moment, took a peek at Old John, and said, "Because one basket of dung can be exchanged for two Poole coins. Three baskets, as long as three baskets, I can exchange six Poole coins. Addams bought a loaf of brown bread to share with his brothers and sisters, father and mother, and save a copper coin."

Kerry Mark counted on his fingers.

"Hahaha...Kerry, but if you go to the guards, you will be paid!" Although Kerry Mark guessed the reason why Kerry Mark wanted to pick up shit, William couldn't help but say it out of his mouth haha laughing out loud.

"Salary?" Kerry Mark wondered, he didn't understand the term.

"Just get the money!" William had to explain.

rich? Kerry Mark's eyes lit up, he hesitated for a moment, finally summoned up his courage, and asked William, "Master Baron, how much money can you get for the guards you're talking about?"

Kerry Mark asked carefully.

"Let me think about it." William said, William wanted to set up this guard for a long time, but he was busy with business, so he pushed it again and again!

Until just now, when he saw another lord's knight in his territory, William finally made up his mind to get this guard.

You can't just let him be the lord every time something happens, besides, two fists are hard to beat with four hands!

"Twenty-five coppers a day for members of the guard!" said William, "seven francs silver and fifty coppers a month."

"Boom boom boom..."

Kerry Mark felt his heart beating violently, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"In addition, food is included!" William added this, mainly because he will train with the guards in the future, and high-intensity training will not work without sufficient nutrition.

If conditions permit, William would actually like to live there, but at the moment he doesn’t have any extra houses, and the earthen hut is full of woven handicrafts, so he can only let the guards live in his own home.

Kerry Mark's little heart beat faster, he swallowed his saliva, and asked William, "Master Baron, what is a bag?"

"It's what you eat, all provided by the baron. Little guy, don't thank the generous baron!" Old John answered William's question angrily, and said.

If it weren't for the fact that Kerry Mark would be taken into the guard by William and would become his colleague in the future, Old John would not call him a little guy, but a pariah!

On this point, the attitudes of Old John and that West knight are similar, and they treat these villagers with a superior attitude.

"Thank you Baron, thank you Baron!" Kerry Mark knelt down and kowtowed desperately to William.

William helped him up, and Kerry Mark kept thanking him.

His intentions were good, but the tone made William a little unbearable.

While enduring the poisonous gas attack, William pretended to be nonchalant, thinking about how to solve the personal hygiene problems of the villagers, and said, "So, Kerry, are you willing to join the guard? "

"Yes, Lord Baron, I am willing! I am willing to fight for you!"

"Okay!" William nodded, avoiding Kerry Mark's tone of attack without any trace, and then said, "Two days later, you go to the earthen house and report to me!"

"Yes, Lord Baron!" Kerry Mark nodded sharply.

"Also, clean up these things. Take them and bury them in the compost pit, and you will get two Poole coins." Old John said, pointing at the excrement on the ground.

The compost pit is the name William dug for the pit outside the village.

Although Old John didn't know the meaning, it didn't prevent the name from becoming popular in the village.

The villagers knew by now that a basketful of dung, taking up the compost-pit, and finding Master John would give you two Copper Pooles.

Without saying a word, Kerry Mark picked up the feces with his hands and put them in the basket.