"Um... whatever you want." In the end, Pernard just shrugged, "If you think this is good, I won't stop you."
"So, teacher, are you here just to say these gossips?" Yiwen Ian turned around and looked at the man holding a cigarette, "Is there anything wrong?"
"The restoration work has been almost completed, but when filling the yard, the young men from the construction team discovered this." Pernard threw the thing behind him into Iven Ian's arms.
"This is..." Yiwen Ian frowned.
"Warning...99%...warning..." It was a steel head that was unpredictable. As the red light flashed in the observation hole, the spinal cord hanging outside was still shaking intermittently.
"Goddess, I looked at it carefully. It seems that there is still a possibility of repair. Haven't you been interested in golem's technology before?"
"Ah...yes, it is said that high-level golems have their own intelligence, so I'm very interested." Yiwen Ian glanced at it a few times, then lifted the golem's head to his hand. "I've been busy these days, but I didn't expect that I'd missed such gains. I'll take it to the technical department in the afternoon. Thank you for your reminder."
"Ha, do a little favor." Pernard grinned as he bit the cigarette in his mouth, "But I'm a little curious, what have you talked to the church? Is it really okay for you to keep things like golems in your hands? Even the wreckage."
Yiwen Ian smiled, "I was very interested in the golem of the church before. Although I didn't expect such unexpected gains, I didn't plan to return the wreckage to the church from the beginning. However, that magic cannon is of no use to us who have found a replacement, so I gave it to the church."
"In addition, I have let the church redeem those ordinary high-level priests together with Lamberts. After all, these people are of little use except wasting food."
"What about those truth-level priests and nuns?" Pernard was a little curious, "If you don't release it, it seems to violate the law of the empire?"
"Teacher, are you talking about the regulations on redemption of prisoners in the Imperial Noble Law?" Yiwen Ian shook his head gently, "People with noble blood cannot be sent by the church to participate in such unreputable things. Miss Kate, Lady Irans, Miss Glensey and Father Abel are all civilians who choose to be elected and denied, so the noble law does not apply to the current situation."
"You nobles..." Pernard couldn't help but smile bitterly, "We civilian mages like us may not be able to understand the whole life."
Yiwen Ian smiled and said nothing.
"So, sometimes, I feel confused and don't understand what you are for." Pernard held a cigarette in his mouth, staring at Ivan Ian quietly, "Although he is obviously a nobleman, he stands with us who are lowly identities."
"If I said, I just wanted to have another sip of Coca-Cola, I don't know if you would believe it." Yiwen Ian smiled indifferently, "Just kidding, don't care."
Looking at the stunned Pernard, Ivan Ian took a step forward and gently patted the military rank on his shoulder: "Comrade Pernard... be prepared, next..."
"It's our real battle." Pernard took a step back, saluted Ivan Ian, and finished the following words for him, "Everyone is born equal, and is equal in dignity and rights. No distinction between race, color, gender, language, religion, politics or other opinions, national or social origin, property, birth or other identity, etc. They are given rationality and conscience, and should be treated in the spirit of brotherhood."
"That's it." Yiwen Ian shrugged and smiled, "I said that I only trust interests...and it's right."
"Let's go, Republican." Yiwen Ian waved and turned toward the stairs, "There are still many people waiting for us."
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Emerson looked through the booklet in his hand. Since joining the army, the commanders and military constitutional officers have been using various ways to learn words and receive education. So even before joining the army, he was only semi-illiterate, and now he has no problem reading and writing simply.
However, since there are honest students like Emerson in this world, there will be people who can't read half of the words no matter what.
Like Bernie.
"Ahhhhh! It's so annoying! Instead of staring at these tadpoles, it's better to let me shoot more than a dozen bullets!" The companion beside him roared in a low voice. Unlike Emerson, this soldier named Bernie was a hunter who was unstoppable and learned words from scratch, which was very hard for him.
Hearing Bernie shouted like this, Emerson was shocked by reading carefully. He quickly pulled Bernie: "Speak quietly, stop talking, you will be heard by Constituent Levijun!"
But it was too late, Emerson saw the small officer who was like a rock and turned his head and looked over.
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On the playground under the scorching sun, the sun shone on Emerson and Bernie's bodies, and sweat soaked the backs of their uniforms, emitting a faint white air under the sunlight.
The two of them had a bowl full of water on their heads, so they didn't dare to move.
However, because it was just a corporal punishment, there was no chief nearby, so although Emerson could not move, there was no less complaints on his lips.
"It's all because of you... I was even punished to stand together."
"Damn the military constitutional officer... If it weren't for the military parade next month, the labor and capital would have stopped doing it!" Bernie was much darker, but he was much stronger than Emerson's somewhat delicate scholarly. However, the killing records of the two were all shining forty-seven people, so it would appear in this extremely glorious military parade team today.
Hearing Bernie's words, Emerson smiled bitterly and stopped talking.
The corporal punishment will not end for two hours, so after silence, he couldn't help but recall all the past week.
After returning from the battlefield, the holiday lasted for a week. During this period, Emerson took the time to go home and took a look, leaving all the allowances and rewards given to him by the new model army to his family. After returning, he was kept in the military camp to study and train, which is said to be for the preparations for the Mulin Festival next month.
"But then again, the new Grand Duke really deducted it. You and I have killed almost fifty people. Such military merits have been rewarded with a considerable amount of land before, but this time I only issued more than a dozen imperial silver coins to make the matter..." Bernie next to him suddenly complained.
"Donny on the street next to join the army with me was dead. On the day I went back, the military constituent sent his ashes back, and there was also an imperial gold coin." Emerson's voice did not fluctuate much, as if he was describing a fact, "Sir Yiwen just fulfilled his promise back then."
"We can kill so many people, because other soldiers have paid their lives to protect us. Glory Squadron-" Speaking of this, Emerson's tone was a little proud. This is the name of the troops they are in. They only have more than one hundred people, but they are the most glorious heroes in this war. Each of them has great military achievements. They come from different troops and different types of troops. They are the most unique among all 20 parade squadrons. "In the Glory Squadron, Sergeant Wilber only killed ten people, but he and his troops interspered several times to the rear of the enemy, providing the artillery troops with the coordinates of the enemy's mage troops, and Sergeant Woodrow, who stood in front of a high-level knight and asked his teammates to shoot the opponent - so the number of killings is for us..."
"Okay, okay, why are you like Captain Todd, who likes to preach so much? I just complain a few words..." Bernie quickly interrupted Emerson's long speech, "To be honest, although I am a hunter, I am an absolute farmer. My father and brother still plant land in the countryside of Ford Town, so I still prefer land to things like money."
"...For other great principles, I, a country man, probably in my life, can't understand so much like a city man like Emerson." Bernie had a cynical smile on his face, but his eyes were very serious. "But the idea of us Fords is very simple. The new Grand Duke gave us money, let us open up land, reduce our taxes, teach us to farm, give us seeds, and give us full food. This is something that has never happened in more than a hundred years. So since the Grand Duke wants people to work for him, we Fords will all give us a son and serve him in the army."
"Even if he doesn't give us military pay, the farmer's most important thing is land, and he has given it in advance. Although we farmers are ignorant of the words, the truth and knowledge are passed down by the old people in the countryside. They have never heard of the great figures in the nobles in their lives, and they actually divide land for farmers like this, even the Old Nanling has never heard of. So as long as he does not change the current system, we will work hard for him. Even if the emperor wants to kill him, we will stand with him." Bernie said lightly, "But... Emerson, I just can't understand why city people like you come to join the army like barefoot country bumpkins like us?"
"...It's similar to your reasons." Emerson was silent for a moment, subconsciously recalling the initial impulse he had in the past, "No, I can't say... I should have admired Sir Ivan Ian at the beginning. Then after watching "The Dawn Where Quiet" in the city, I suddenly became so excited that I ran to sign up that day."