honor me as god

Chapter 119 Farewell to the Snow Night
Warm the bakery.

There was flying snow outside, and it was lonely and cold, dyeing the Dusk City with endless frost white as far as the eye can see.

It's 3:12 in the morning, it's almost dawn, the whole city is sleeping, only Chino and others are in the store.

Favlan's eyes were red and bloodshot. It was obvious that she hadn't slept for several days, and her cheeks had lost a lot of weight, and her spirit was very depressed.

She took out the freshly baked bread from the oven and brought it to Chino's table together with the buffalo milk: "My lord, please eat."

"Thank you." Kino exhaled into his cold little hands, picked up the warm honey oatmeal bread with a fork, took a bite and chewed carefully.

Favlan asked with concern: "How does it taste?"

"Very good." Chino paused, and said apologetically, "But please forgive me for speaking bluntly, today's bread is still a bit worse than before."

Favlan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly, "Wendy cooked your breakfast before. This child is very talented in cooking. I am ashamed to say that I am a mother, but my cooking skills are not so good." Not as good as her."

While eating, Kino noticed a sword hanging on the wall of the inner kitchen, pointed at it and asked, "Who is that?"

Favrene glanced back and said, "Oh, that is left by my husband. Wendy often took this sword off to play with. She always said that when she grows up, she will learn from her father and be a brave warrior. But I think, girls, it’s good to learn to bake and bake bread every day, there’s no need to go out and work hard like men.”

Chino smiled and said: "Every child has his own dream when he was a child, it's not surprising, as long as we respect her and give her some guidance when necessary."

Favrene picked up the knitting needle next to her, as if she was knitting something: "Wendy has been suffering since she was a child. Our family has no money. She learned how to make bread from me when she was 3 years old. She wakes up early and works late every day, just to make more money." A few iron moons. Later, her father died, and the government gave us such a large pension, and it was all silver moons. I originally wanted to send her to study."

There are "schools" in the Dogorand Kingdom, but according to the "Dogurand Education Act", all schools can only be opened by the government, and the so-called "private schools" are illegal.

At the same time, the school's tuition fees can only be settled in silver months, not copper or iron months.

This also means that, except for the upper-middle class such as nobles, officials, and big businessmen with social status, the common people have no way to send their children to study. It's the month of copper and iron, and the school doesn't accept it.

Of course, not all commoner children cannot go to school. If a noble sees potential in commoner children, they will often subsidize Yinyue for them to study.

Correspondingly, after graduating from school, commoner children receive funding, and if they stand out in written examinations and interviews and become officials of the kingdom, they will usually repay the sponsor.

It has to be said that the ruler of Dogorand is very clever. A simple monetary policy has separated the social classes.

Who can be educated and become officials in the future, and even become a high-level ruling class.

Who cannot possess knowledge, rely on a craft to maintain social supply and demand, or serve as the bottom labor force.

All aspects are clearly distinguished.

In addition to noble sponsorship, of course there are people like Wendy who, for certain reasons, such as pensions, get a large amount of silver moon, can afford school tuition, and get the opportunity to use knowledge to change their destiny.

But these are very few.

Normally, the death pension for ordinary soldiers is still settled in copper months. The original standard in Twilight City was 3000 copper months for each soldier killed in battle.

To be able to meet the settlement with silver moons, and 300 coins per death, is purely because Chino, a rejecter, is not stupid and has a lot of money.

However, now that Wendy is dead, it's useless to say anything.

Chino looked up at Favrene and asked silently, "Do you hate me for this?"

Favlan was stunned: "My lord, why do you think so? Why should I hate you?"

Chino: "For example. If I hadn't been in Twilight City, the aliens might not have come here, and Wendy wouldn't have died, but would have had a different life."

"You are overthinking. Even if I want to hate, I hate aliens from space. How can I hate you?" Favrene rubbed her eyes and continued knitting, "You solved the murder so quickly and used cruel methods to make them desperate Death, I thank you before it's too late."

"Actually, according to the code, my behavior has crossed the line. But when human nature confronts animal nature, the one who is desperate is always the former." Kino's eyes are deep, "It just so happens that controlling animal nature is my specialty."

"They are right. Your words and deeds are really like the incarnation of death walking in the world." Favlan couldn't help smiling, her eyes seemed to be lost in memories, "Speaking of which, Wendy used to admire the most The person is you. At that time, you wiped out the horse bandits with an inferior force in Xilin Town. She saw the news in the newspaper, and she was so excited! Later, she heard that you were going to be an administrator in Twilight City, and she got up before dawn , Whatever you say, I will go to the city gate to meet you."

Favlan remembered something and patted her forehead: "By the way, you should have seen it at that time. I remember she gave you flowers, and you got off your horse to collect them."

Chino came to his senses: "Oh, so it's her? Let me tell you, when I first came to Nuannuan Bakery, I always thought Wendy looked familiar."

"Yes, she has met many noble officials before, but those people were indifferent to her. You were the first nobleman to smile at her kindly. So, later you came to our store for breakfast, and she I just insist on making bread for you myself, and I get up early and stay late every day, rain or shine.” Favrene rubbed her eyes with her hands, and her voice became hoarse, “This child is so kind, how could she just…”

The surroundings are very quiet, only the sound of wind and snow whistling and whimpering, Baiza and others are also red-eyed.

Favrene wiped away her tears and continued to weave the thing in her hands, which had already been woven into long strips.

She said: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper. It's okay, those two villains have paid their debts with blood, and I have no regrets."

After eating the last bite of bread, drinking the milk, wiping his mouth with a paper towel, and arranging the tableware neatly, Kino got up and said, "Have you guys finished eating? It's time to go."

"It's finished." Baiza rubbed his red eyes, took out the money and handed it to Favlan, "Ms. Favlan, here is the money."

Favlan didn't take the money, and continued to weave what she had on hand: "It's okay, no need, just treat it as my invitation to everyone."

Baisa hurriedly stuffed money into her pocket: "No, no, how can you be ashamed?"

"It's really not necessary, everyone, come back quickly, don't freeze in the snow." Favlan gently pushed the money back, without raising her head, and continued to weave.

At this time, Chino's call came: "Baiza, listen to Mrs. Favlan, let's go."

Baiza was a little puzzled. In his impression, Kino would never ask for nothing for nothing when facing civilians, and he always declined politely.If he really encounters a gift with good intentions, he will also give back with something equivalent in the open and in the dark. Why is it so abnormal today?
Baisa and Lugo looked at each other, obviously seeing each other's doubts, but they didn't think too much, said goodbye to Favlan and turned to leave the shop.

"Mrs. Favrene," Chino looked back into the store in the heavy snow, his amber eyes were as deep as the sea, "Thank you for your breakfast, and goodbye."

Baisa was stunned when he heard the sound, goodbye?
Shouldn't it be goodbye?
What does never mean.
Baiza turned his head subconsciously and looked at the warm bakery.

The shop is still the same shop, but the warmth of the past has long since faded. The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the sight is beginning to be blocked. Favlan is sitting alone in the shop, knitting things silently.

In this way, gradually, the heavy snow blurred everything.

(End of this chapter)