Chapter 5 Shepherd
"Then let's go find your father." Lumian stood up.
He has always had the ability to act, and he knows very well that the investigation of the legend in the village cannot be delayed, and if it drags on for a long time, it will be easy for his sister to find out, and his sister Aurore will definitely not allow himself to continue.
This is because in Auror's eyes, pursuing extraordinary power is a very dangerous act.
How could I not know that there was danger, Aurore would not lie to me on this point, but even if there was a sea of mountain fires made of knives in front of me, I had to go down and not let Aurore face it alone...... As he got up, such a thought flashed through Lumian's mind.
Whenever the world is mentioned, the seriousness and worry on Aurore's face cannot be deceived!
Raymond. Clegg was even more confused:
"What are you looking for him for?"
"Ask how long ago the legend of that wizard happened." Lumian glanced at Raymond.
Why can't this guy understand human language? It seems necessary to find an opportunity to test his IQ.
Raymond's face was full of doubts, and he looked at Lumian and said:
"What are you doing so clearly?"
Belch...... Is it just a reason to fool this guy, or do you just say it? Lumian suddenly fell into deep thought.
Considering that his subsequent investigation could not completely hide it from these friends around him, and the reason for pursuing the truth of the legend itself was like a lie, and no villagers would believe it if it spread out, Lumian quickly had an idea.
He instantly showed the smile he usually had when he was deceiving people.
"......" Raymond took two steps back suddenly, "Speak well!"
Lumian straightened his dark bolero and the linen shirt underneath, and said with a smile:
"I think the legend of that wizard is worth thinking about."
"Where is it worth thinking about?" Raymond thought for a while before saying.
"The phrase 'there used to be a wizard in the village'." Lumian said seriously, "Think about it, when I make up stories to deceive people, I will definitely not say the time, place and background that everyone can confirm immediately, and that legend clearly mentions that there was once a wizard in the village, our Kordu Village, if this is a lie, wouldn't it be easy for everyone to expose it?"
"But that was a long time ago." Raymond retorted.
"I am also referring to everyone when this story first began to circulate a long time ago, and they should have been able to easily confirm whether a wizard died in the village at that time." Lumian smiled and said, "Since this story can be passed down forever, it means that it is likely to have really happened."
This reason could not convince Raymond:
"But when you make up stories, you often use 'more than a hundred years ago', 'hundreds of years ago' and 'a long time ago' to make it impossible for everyone to confirm."
"That's why I want to check with your father!" Lumian had an expression on his face, "Now you know why I'm looking for your father."
"It's ...... too" Raymond accepted this explanation, but he always felt that something was wrong.
As the two left the square and walked deeper into the village, Raymond finally woke up:
"But why do you want to confirm whether such a legend is true or false?"
"Wizard, that's a wizard! If we can confirm which house he once lived in and where he was buried later, we may be able to discover his secrets and gain magical powers beyond ordinary people." Lumian told the truth that seemed to be a lie.
Raymond really showed a "don't lie to me" expression:
"Most of those stories are made up to scare children, how can they be true?
"Moreover, the pursuit of the power of the wizard will be thrown into the court!"
The Church of the Republic of Intis is located on the northern continent of this world, and the orthodox gods are the "Eternal Sun" and the "God of Steam and Machinery", and the churches of the two divide almost all the people's beliefs, and do not allow the "Goddess of the Night" Church of the Kingdom of Rune, the Church of the Lord of Storms, the Church of the "Mother Earth" of the Kingdom of Feneport, the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" Church of the Central and Southern Countries such as Lemberg, and the "God of War" Church of the Frasac Empire to come in and preach.
The Inquisition of the "Eternal Sun" Church has always made the people fearful, and countless heretics and heretics have been imprisoned and treated cruelly.
Lumian laughed:
"Why are you worried about this now? As you said yourself, most of those legends are made up, and there is almost no chance of finding the wizard's legacy.
"Besides, even if we do find the wizard's legacy, we don't necessarily have to inherit that forbidden power, we can give it to the church in exchange for their rewards, well, as a wizard, there must be a lot of treasure in the funeral goods."
The church in Lumian's mouth refers to the "Eternal Sun" church, because there is no "god of steam and machinery" church in the village of Kordu where they are located - this is often concentrated in large cities and places with factories.
Seeing that Raymond's heart was pounding when he heard this, Lumian secretly "tsk" and added:
"Do you really want to be a shepherd?"
The shepherd he spoke of was not the idyllic shepherd in the perception of the citizens of big cities, not as a member of the family, just drive a few sheep to graze every morning and take care of them.
In the Dalliege region of Leston province, where the village of Cordou is located, shepherd is a profession, a profession destined for hard work and loneliness.
They were hired by the owners of the sheep and drove dozens or even hundreds of sheep back and forth between the mountains and plains.
This is called the transition - whenever autumn comes, the alpine pastures of the mountains around the village of Kordu wither, and the shepherds drive the sheep to the warmer plain pastures in the distance, which often crosses the border and enters the borders of Fenepot, Lemberg and other countries, and in early May they drive the flocks back to the villages, shear the wool, wean the lambs, and in June they go up the mountains into the alpine pastures, live in shacks, make cheese, and graze the sheep until the weather turns cold.
In this way, the shepherds changed the field year after year, trekking all their lives, and only a very small amount of time could return to the village, so most of them were single, difficult to get married, unable to start a family, and so few widows who had to go to herd sheep for a living were very popular in this group.
Raymond was silent.
After a while, he hesitated and said:
"Listen to you, this thing sounds very fun and can be used to pass the free time."
Normally, after the family decides which child needs to be a shepherd, they will send him to help in a shepherd's house between the ages of fifteen and eighteen to learn how to shepherd sheep.
Raymond, who is seventeen years old this year, has been delaying this matter for more than two years, and if his life does not change as it is now, then he will have to learn to herd sheep next year.
"Let's go." Lumian patted Raymond on the shoulder, "Is your dad in the field or at home?"
"I haven't had much work lately, and Lent is coming soon, and he's either at home or in the tavern." Raymond made an envious voice again, "You don't know any of this? You are really not a farmer, you have a good sister!"
Lumian put his hands in his pockets and walked forward slowly, ignoring Raymond's sighs.
When I was about to reach the dilapidated tavern in the village, a person came over from the side road.
The man was wearing a dark brown robe with a hood, a rope tied around his waist, and a pair of brand new, soft-looking black leather shoes under his feet.
"Pierre, Pierre of the Berry family?" Raymond exclaimed in surprise.
Lumian also stopped and looked at the road on the side.
"It's me." Pierre. Berry smiled and waved his hand.
He was thin, with slightly sunken eye sockets, greasy curly black hair, and a beard on his face, which he hadn't shaved for an unknown amount of time.
"Why are you back?" Raymond asked suspiciously.
Pierre. Berry was a shepherd, it was late March and early April, he was supposed to graze in the plain pasture outside the pass, how could he appear in the village?
Even if he went to the northern border of Lemberg or Fenerport this time, he was only at the beginning of his journey and returned to the mountains of Daliege, which would take about a month to arrive.
Pierre had a pair of gentle and smiling blue eyes, and he said quite happily:
"Isn't Lent coming? I haven't participated in several years, so I can't miss it this year!
"Don't worry, I have companions to help me watch over the sheep, this is the good thing about being a shepherd, there is no overseer, as long as you can find someone to help, you can go wherever you want, very free."
Lent is a widespread festival throughout Intis, where people welcome the arrival of spring in various forms and pray for a bountiful harvest for the year.
This has nothing to do with the "Eternal Sun" Church and the "God of Steam and Machinery" Church, but it has formed folk customs and does not worship pagan gods, so it has been acquiesced by the orthodox.
"You want to see who is chosen as the spring elf this year, right?" Lumian joked with a smile.
During Lent in the village of Kordu, a beautiful girl is chosen to play the role of the spring elf, which is part of the celebration.
Pierre laughed and said:
"I hope it's your sister Aurore, but she will definitely not agree, and the age is not appropriate."
"Okay." He then pointed to a tavern not far away, "I'll go to the church to pray and invite you to drink later."
Raymond subconsciously responded:
"No, you don't have much money."
"Haha, the gods taught us, 'Even if there is only one piece of copper, share it with your poor brothers.' Pierre spoke of a proverb that had been passed down among the shepherds of the Dalliege region.
At this time, Lumian smiled at Raymond:
"Pierre is rich, he will definitely invite us to drink!"
He pointed to Pierre. Berry's brand new leather shoes said.
Pierre. Berry was very happy:
"This time the employer was good, divided several sheep with me, and then some wool, cheese and leather."
The shepherds' remuneration consists of food, a small amount of money, and shared livestock, cheese, wool, and leather, depending on what they can get and how much, depending on the contract signed with the employer in advance.
For shepherds who need to travel long distances, a good and suitable pair of leather shoes is the most urgent and practical desire.
Looking at Pierre. Berry walked towards the village square, and Lumian's gaze gradually became heavy, with a little doubt.
He said to himself silently:
"Just to attend Lent, spend a week or two or even nearly a month rushing back?"
After thinking for a moment, Lumian retracted his gaze and walked to the tavern with Raymond.
The tavern has no name and does not need a name, there is only one in Kordu Village, and the villagers like to call it the old tavern.
As soon as he entered the tavern, Lumian habitually looked around.
Suddenly, his gaze paused somewhere.
He saw the foreigner who left early last night.
He was obviously not a foreigner with Ryan, Lia, and Valentine.
This is a lady wearing a long orange dress, with brown hair slightly curly, and her pale blue eyes staring at the pale red alcoholic drink in her hand.
She was beautiful and lazy, and she seemed to be out of the same scene as the low, dimly lit dilapidated tavern.
ps: Thank you Sikong Yibin for rewarding the Silver League.
(End of this chapter)