Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 251 Wheat is golden and the harvest is coming

Chapter 251 Wheat is golden and the harvest is coming

Skadi's fortress system is different from other worlds, especially most fortress worlds, because besides soldiers, there are a large number of subordinates, family members, etc. who need to be dealt with, and the people's livelihood is focused on the castle A small bazaar under the perimeter walls.

This place is not too big, and the population is not large at present. It can be easily evacuated in case of danger. It is not far from the castle. At the same time, the buildings are also very simple, but they are still important, and they are the unique and inseparable scenery of Skadi today.

You can buy drinks and food here, and you can meet lovers and friends. Although the core is a fortress, it does not necessarily lack a humanistic atmosphere, but the houses made of dilapidated iron sheets and cloth are not strong and warm. In the suffocating cold At that time, the inhabitants had all entered the castle, and now, after half a month of long boring time and difficulties, the stars came here again.

God bless you, when people take care of their supplies and houses that have been damaged by the cold, they will gather together today in the largest building in this narrow gathering place. And a beautiful place with countless benches.

The pastor spoke eloquently about kindness and many morals, and the people were humble and pious. Soon the place was full of seats, and even many Skadi soldiers would come here for their personal religious needs.

And before the prayer really started, some people in this chapel were discussing a thing that made most people curious, that is, what happened to the old monster living in the shed area, that place far away from the castle and close to the edge ?

Many people thought the old man was old and strange, and they heard that he was a heretic before. They didn't know why the lord accepted him, but they also had to admit that this unpopular neighbor was full of mystery and curiosity.

A lady opened her own bread basket, gave food to the hungry people after the cold winter, and commented. "He's probably dead. I've lived in Skadi for many years. Even when the heretics invaded and ruled this place, I haven't seen such a cold day."

"It's too cold. Even inside the castle, the lord gave us a lot of supplies, and some people died of poor health. He only has a hut and a shed. Even if I saw the lord took people to help him, I don't think that The big ones and the little ones survived."

Most people couldn't help nodding. They didn't hate the giant, rather they felt fear. But they didn't know him, and they didn't know why the lord valued the shed area so much.

A polite man spoke. "Miss Arya was with him during that time, that poor child must have been kidnapped, I saw her maid running out of the shed like crazy, God, I can't believe the first Duchess of Skadi What will happen to that monster..."

The friend next to him sighed. "Didn't the lord go to the greenhouse? Everyone knows that the matter must be settled!"

People nodded, and the time of worship is the day when neighbors increase their feelings and exchange things. They also acquiesced to two things, that is, Arya's lovely child was rescued by the lord and the old man died of the cold. Their mood flashed Relax, it's a pity, after all, life flashes before your eyes, and most people can't let go of the experience of being enslaved some time ago. Many Skadi people feel that the heretic, the outsider, deserves what he deserves.

They talked at one go. "That weirdo never prayed to the Emperor, and there was no scripture in his tent. How did he grow so big must be the power of heresy."

"The last time I saw him lift equipment as high as his entire body to maintain his field, the lord should have shown kindness because he saw that he could work. My God, that power is really terrible witchcraft!"

The power of words is great, especially in such a simple and lovely community. Soon, the complex feelings for the old man became more and more strange in this narrow place. Many people recognized that the heretical old man had a particularly terrifying physique and powerful He is indifferent to others, rude, and has a bad personality, but he can't help but feel pity for a person he knew alive because of the storm.

Soon such sentiments led to evaluations of the old man's "biography," some said. "The last time I saw Miss Arya, she was laboring with that old man, she must have been brainwashed by witchcraft..."

Someone agrees. "Yeah, she doesn't want to go back to the castle. I can't believe it. It's warm and comfortable there, and she can be so close to Lord Skadi. If I were her, I definitely wouldn't!"

Can't imagine, jealous, jealous that the weirdo is so loved by the first duchess of Skadi, or the lord often visits him, or that strange power, mixed with fear, unknown, that emotion makes mortals confused And become foolish.

The enslavement days when Skadi was attacked has just ended. Under the extreme xenophobia, even outsiders must have the approval of the lord to integrate into the community, let alone a person who never prays, never greets others, and never smiles giant?

But this kind of discussion came and went quickly. When the service was about to start, people fell silent, and the only sound in the whole room was the sound of the pastor sorting the kraft paper.

The music of salsa is pleasant, and the low tension of the priest's clothes scraping the pulpit, and the way the stained-glass holy knots in the church shine on the emperor's statue.

This kind of comfort was suddenly broken, interrupted by the sound of metal pulling the ground, and everyone looked at the gate in unison. It was a giant over two meters tall, wearing heavy clothes, but today was different. Hagrid's giant had his beard trimmed, his messy hair done, and his clothes neatly arranged.

When he appeared, he lifted up the chains that bound him and held him in his arms with one hand. In order not to damage the delicate ground of the church, a beautiful child like an aristocrat walked beside him. The two held hands like relatives. Walk into it.

Mr. Pastor was not annoyed by the interruption, but just shouted in a loud voice. "Sit in!"

Hagrid returned the salute with his beautiful church etiquette, and sat down in the widest space, and the people next to him immediately huddled together, willing to huddle with strangers to avoid this terrifying giant, low There were also whispers, marveling at how Hagrid survived the winter.

And Hagrid just sat down, exhaled, and smiled at those who avoided him. "No, come on, we are all the Emperor's people."

Those people looked at each other, they were surprised, and looked at the pastor, who nodded. "We are all the Emperor's people, including this one who was almost late."

With these words, people realized that this old man was not scary, and was even quite kind. When the first child approached, he touched Hagrid's biceps vigilantly, and whispered to his mother in surprise. "Same as the wall!"

The previous atmosphere disappeared in an instant. Although people were still vigilant, there were people sitting around the old man, and Arya smiled softly, as if congratulating Hagrid for being recognized by everyone.

At this moment, the prayer that everyone was looking forward to began. Hagrid’s resonant voice was very close to or even surpassed the priest’s own singing voice in praise of the emperor. Soon, the voices of the people were guided by this giant, and on the first Sunday after the cold winter Gradually high and intense like never before.

As if prayers lacked Hagrid, in those high-pitched and holy words one after another, in that bright and lovely voice, the people of the empire realized at this moment that Hagrid was not a monster, on the contrary, he worshiped the Emperor and God more than anyone else. Tenderness and kindness.

When the service is over and the giant is surrounded by the inhabitants, this time it is not fear and verbal criticism, but friendly questions, curiosity, mystery, which can be explained today, the child hangs on Hagrid's arm and uses his terrible strength to play pull-ups Up, the grown-ups were amazed by Hagrid's experience serving as a Space Marine, and an Angel who retired, almost legendary.

Soon, negative attitudes turned positive, especially with Arya's introduction and reassurance that Hagrid became the new celebrity in the entire Skadi, and everyone knew that by the end of the month, this dry world would The first row of wheat is ripe, some people want to use them for brewing, some people say they can bake bread, but Hagrid just silently remembers those lovely neighbors with Superman's memory.

In the cathedral and light of the God Emperor, the space warriors and mortals gathered to chat about homework and the future, how to bake, how to make stews, and the space warriors told mortals how to protect their homeland and how to improve themselves.

And the silver star in the subspace has not been so happy for thousands of years. Although compared with the countless tragedies and pains happening in the empire, and the energy and soul pain of the silver sun body being consumed by the golden throne all the time, Hagrid's reconciliation with mortals seemed trivial.

But for this great father who has worked hard for mankind all his life, tens of thousands of years to be precise, today is the happiest day after he stepped into the throne. Inskadi proved to him that mortals and space warriors are possible Sex, such an attitude will one day blossom all over the empire, even if the possibility of turning hell into heaven is very small, but in almost infinite time, human civilization will always succeed as long as it exists, just once is enough Already...

In the last period, Arya and Hagrid began to appear next to the city frequently, tasted food that they had never eaten before, met friends who were unwilling to reconcile before, and witnessed the death of the old man and the birth of a new life. Hagrid was young during this period Quite a few, the old body burst out with almost endless vitality again, and Arya was also happy because her teacher came out of the wound.

On the last day of this month, a huge barge came over Skadi. It was dedicated to Pan Lan's governor, and it was also the love ship of Arya's troubled father. When the day arrived today, it was well prepared Hagrid wiped his cheeks, and he looked at the golden things outside the greenhouse, which filled the entire greenhouse and swayed in the air like an ocean.

They are half a person tall, full, lush, and golden. Arya is lying in the wheat field, walking in the wheat field, enjoying the feeling, tasting the air mixed with the smell of wheat.

Today is the most special day. All the vows have been fulfilled. The residents of the small town came with props. They agreed with Hagrid to witness the miracle today and call those soldiers to places they like and need.

Arya ran her fingers over the plump heads of wheat, returned to the cabin, thanked her teacher, and shouted.

"Teacher, we have accomplished a miracle, now..." She said halfway, her little nose twitched slightly. "what is that?"

Hagrid stretched, he had bent over for too long, the huge body squatted down, from the fire that time a white thing, to be precise, a cake, made of wheat, eggs, cream, milk , something made of sugar.

"It's it, let's try it?"

Arya covered her mouth in disbelief, and trot excitedly to the side of the seat, and tasted an extremely soft and delicious thing with a spoon... "Hmm~"

She made a cute noise, then immediately covered her mouth and blushed. "Ha... this is indeed far beyond my imagination..."

Hagrid smiled and took a bite of the cake with a spoon, and then he had to admit that even the space marine's indifferent taste system could sense the taste, although the source of those tastes might not be the taste system.

They tasted slowly one by one, but the "uninvited guest" was also attracted by the aroma. When the door of the wooden house was slowly opened, this guy who came uninvited and did not knock made Arya and Hagrid reveal smile.

He commented when the Lord of Skadi sneaked up to the table and picked up the utensils and popped the shattered cake into his mouth. "It's really the best food in this dark universe."

Arya said sternly. "I don't know a planetary governor who steals old people and little girls."

asked Hagrid. "Do you want to pick up the child?"

Alan Baier nodded, this sentence is a pun, the child refers to wheat, of course there is Arya, she does not belong to Skadi, she is Pan Lan's apple, this is not where she was born, just like When the wheat is ripe, it goes to the mill.

But Alan Baier said suddenly. "But that's not the question, what should I say." He stretched out his hand to the cake again, but Arya suddenly held his arm.

"Don't be secretive!" The girl puffed her face.

Alan Baier sighed. "Okay, I know, your cakes are not easy to eat..."

He made an expression as if he was being treated like this for his hard work, and said. "I've convinced your daddy machine that he needs a few bags of wheat to bring back to Pan Lan for analysis, and to confirm Arya's growth during this time."

"In other words, um, the agricultural output here is your job, and now this giant ship is here to get your results. If you are qualified and sure you can help Pan Lan, you can stay in Skadi for further studies. !" Alan Baier ate the last piece of cake.

"How about it, is my intercession enough for me to eat?"

Arya wiped the excited tears from the corners of her eyes, no, it was "sweat", and then replied. "Eat as much as you want..."

(End of this chapter)