The Lamanites, who are rich in natural resources, have had the habit of daily bathing since ancient times.
The most primitive and common way of bathing is naturally taking a bath.
Thousands of years ago, Lamanite merchants and nobles used their own huge bathrooms as a symbol of luxury. These luxurious bathrooms had glass and mosaic puzzles. The largest area in the center of these luxurious bathrooms was the stone bath embedded in the floor. Its bottom is hollowed out, and an arched passage built with bricks is connected directly to the outside of the house. Servants outside constantly add firewood and fans, so that the hot air heats the bottom below and maintains a comfortable and pleasant water temperature.
When the cold wind howls, the servants can only stay outside, half of their bodies are blown unconscious by the wind, and the other half of their bodies are covered with a layer of ash from the firewood, but the nobles, wealthy businessmen, and monks can sit In the comfortable bath, he enjoyed the massage from his wives and maids.
From ancient times to the present, wealthy people were usually guaranteed a life of luxury, no matter how poor the area was or whether it was at war and in dire straits.
Those high-sounding statements about the equality of all beings, equality and freedom can only be bought by young people who are reckless and often die in wars led by such demagogues, and who have some social experience and insights. In the end, people will understand that there has never been true fairness in this world.
Society is composed of various classes, and the quality of life and enjoyment of people in high-ranking classes are inherently prioritized over the survival of untouchables.
They may not be morally worthy of these privileges, but because they were conceived from the right womb or have enough money, it still happens.
This is the way society works - this is what our Luoan girl in the small town of Scotti is thinking when facing the four major threats of severe winter, earth dragons, undead and witches.
She is currently lying on the edge of a stone bathtub, her hair is tucked away and wrapped in a towel. The steaming heat is clearly visible in the light of the candlestick. The cold air can be clearly felt where the body is exposed outside the water, but the girl He was just in a daze and didn't seem to notice it at all.
Private bathrooms, private bathtubs, this kind of luxurious enjoyment is naturally not something that a mercenary can have, no matter how outstanding she is.
In the final analysis, all this still drags down the blessing of Miss Margaret's noble status. After a long journey, wind and rain, and a sudden drop in temperature, she was given such a comfortable bathing opportunity. It was impossible for Mira not to accept it. , but after entering the city, there were panicked civilians everywhere, looking for any items that could withstand the cold winter, which made her keep questioning herself in her heart while enjoying herself.
'Have I become like those nobles? '
The warm water and swaying firelight made her mind begin to blur, and the intermittent quarrels and hallucinations in her ears gradually became clear from blur to clarity. The last thing that sounded was Henry's calm voice as always - calm, with a hint of sarcasm.
"So when you discovered the existence of the earth dragon, the first thing you thought of was not to evacuate the villagers and ask for reinforcements, but to suppress the news and wait for it to leave on its own?" The cold winter sunshine poured in from the windows, and due to the frost on the glass, Because of it, it became twisted and twisted, and the slap on Henry's face only accentuated the sarcasm in his gray-blue eyes: "This is really an amazing plan."
"What do you know, mercenary." The mayor, who was staying unmoving by the fire, said in a high-pitched voice. The Lamani language, which already tends to be pronounced with the front vocal cords, seemed very strange when it came to someone with a voice like his. It was unpleasant to hear, and his fat body, which proved his status and class, trembled again and again because of the force of these words: "You simple-minded mercenaries only know how to use swords to solve everything, and use swords to solve everything. Do you know how much manpower it takes to deal with the earth dragon? What happens if there are sacrifices? There is no money to comfort the families of the deceased? "
He said this unscrupulously, Mira glanced at Henry, and Margaret on the side also had some helplessness in her eyes. The white-haired girl looked at her mouth and seemed to be muttering silently: "What on earth is it?" Who is simple-minded” – and Henry spoke next.
"Then City Lord - oh no." He apologized deliberately, but he was using this method to further express his ridicule: "It's the mayor, I'm disrespectful."
"You guy -" "Pa!" The fat nobleman patted the handle of the wooden chair. He was not stupid enough to not understand such an obvious tease - but the sage then said: "Your Excellency, the mayor is I think as long as the earth dragon doesn't attack, it will definitely not get close to human towns, right?"
"I mean, of course, even though it's freezing outside and there's no food to be found, it's certainly not going to come close to this small town with plenty of food and warm fires, right?"
"You mercenary, I know what you want to say, but why do you want to meddle so much?" The mayor pointed his fat finger at Henry and yelled: "Mercenaries should only know how to kill people, how can I Being the mayor is beyond your control."
"Yes, I don't want to summon the army and then order the militia to attack the Earth Dragon. The reason is just like you are mocking in a roundabout way. It's to save money and I don't want to take on this responsibility." The fat noble stood up, too much. Being close to the stove made him sweaty. He waddled forward like a penguin, and the servants on both sides immediately moved their chairs forward.
"Crack - squeak" In the hot and humid south, breathable rattan chairs are usually used, but it obviously cannot bear the weight of this nobleman, so he uses a solid wood chair. After the cold weather, it is now covered with thick carpet. Fur, and the moment he sat down, the chair and the floor below made a clearly audible sound.
"Well -" These sounds seemed to make the mayor feel a little embarrassed. His fat face with two mustaches on both sides of his upper lip turned as red as a ripe tomato, and he quickly continued to speak loudly as if to cover up his embarrassment. Said: "Don't fight the earth dragon! It may attack the town, or it may not. If it does, it is a terrible accident and worthy of sympathy, and then that's it."
"And if you send troops and generals to crusade, you are taking the initiative to attack the tiger's mouth. Who will be responsible for these dead people? Is it your responsibility, mercenary?" the fat noble said, Then she seemed to feel thirsty and reached out from the table to take out a luxurious metal goblet filled with purple liquid. Mira stood a few meters away and could smell the rich and cloying fruity sweet aroma. She took a sip. .
"Not to mention that the weather is freezing now. People have to collect firewood, save livestock, hoard food, catch prey and skin them to make warm clothing. When all aspects of logistical supplies are no longer enough, who needs this expenditure? Come out? And what about the treatment fees and pensions for the dead and wounded? Will you come out, mercenary!" He increased his voice, and the words he said did make sense if he thought about it carefully.
This is the first one.
This was the first person who seemed to have won Henry's argument - Mira turned her head and looked at our Mr. Sage, who naturally noticed all this.
Henry glanced at Mira. Even he really didn't have much to do when he encountered someone with such a strong sense of self. We have mentioned in the past that if we had not met Edward, a prince who knew and trusted the sage, in Avenella, everything would have ended very differently. Now, we have encountered a typical example of this kind of counterexample.
When you do not have a real say, how to command the army and how to decide the survival of a town are all in the hands of others, no matter how much knowledge you have, no matter how complete the plan you have, you can still All I have to do is try to bring them out.
After that, if the other party is stubborn and refuses to accept it, there is no other way you can do it.
Yes, Henry has considerable fighting power, but he can't just kill this man and become the mayor himself. Lamanite society is a civilized society, and the old rule that only the strongest person can become the leader does not work here, and this is the most troublesome part.
As described in the many adventure biographies popular among the top leaders of the Laman Empire - the sage may be an omniscient being, but he is not truly omnipotent. There are only a few things they can do alone, and they also need the help of others. The role of the sage is not so much a hero who saves the world, but rather a guide for heroes.
And when the "hero" was unwilling to listen to the teachings, even Henry didn't have many other options.
"Then at least -" Seeing that even the sage could not be persuaded, Margaret took a step forward - she had the advantage of aristocratic status that Henry did not have, and the noble lady planned to carry it forward - but just as she Before continuing, the fat noble waved his hand to interrupt her.
"Honorable lady, listen, I helped you cover up that extremely conspicuous phantom beast so that it can enter the city and stay in the stable without being targeted by any unscrupulous people. I also provided you with luxurious warm clothes, Good housing and a warm bath available all day long - basically everything I own, you have everything you should have. I think this is treating you with the highest courtesy, isn't it - "
"Uh, uh - yes, in this regard, I thank you, your distinguished mayor - but -" Margaret was choked, but she was not going to give up just yet.
"You don't understand what I mean, noble lady." The mayor pointed out the window: "Look outside."
"You enjoy my preferential treatment. You have enough food and clothing, a warm stove and hot baths to take a bath." He continued: "No."
"Pretend that you feel empathy for the poor people who are threatened and care about them."
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"" Margaret was silent. She lowered her head, clenched her fists and then unclenched them, thinking carefully, but she couldn't find any words to refute.
"You are outsiders here," the mayor said word for word.
"Just enjoy these things and let us Sikaoti people deal with Sikaoti's problems ourselves."
"Tick-tock——" "Ah——" The sound of water drops from her fingertips falling on the floor woke Mira up, and when she rubbed her eyes and patted her cheeks to wake up again, the door of the outhouse made a sound. There was a creak, followed by heavy footsteps, and it sounded like Henry had returned from an outing.
