Norman and Xuerou sat opposite each other on the two beds, chatting happily.
Charles originally wanted Xuerou to sleep on his bed, so he spent the night on the recliner in the study while writing a manuscript for Starwind Daily, but now he was so noisy by his two children that he couldn't work at all.
"Norman," Charles couldn't help but remind: "The guest has just come from a far away place and needs to rest. Stop making up random stories."
"Okay, Lord Charles..."
Although Norman is naughty, he always listens to Charles.
He lay down on his little bed, pulled up the quilt, and gently closed his eyes.
Xuerou on the opposite side also did the same.
Charles nodded with satisfaction and returned to the study.
The door was gently closed, covering up the warm yellow light from the magic crystal lamp, and the bedroom was once again dyed silvery white by the moonlight.
"Hey... wake up."
"We can speak quietly, Lord Charles won't hear us."
Xuerou opened her eyes and saw Norman looking at her with bright eyes across from him.
"Well," Xuerou nodded, showing a shy smile, "Your adventures are really interesting, can you tell me about them again?"
"Of course, Sister Xuerou, I have many good stories to tell you."
Norman's tone was very proud.
"But, Norman," Xuerou sighed softly, "we can't play together anymore."
"Why?"
Xuerou remembered what she had just heard and explained: "I will only stay at your house temporarily for one night, and someone will pick me up tomorrow."
Norman smiled and said: "It's okay, Sister Norman, I often play with the children next door. If Mr. Charles doesn't come back, I will stay at their house for one night. In other words, you can go home tomorrow and come back later. Come play with me!”
The girl from Falkenridge said nothing.
Norman's little eyebrows knitted together: "Isn't your home here?
"I'm sorry, Norman," Xuerou said calmly, "My home is not here... My parents were killed by the Advent, and I don't know where I will go tomorrow."
The room fell silent.
Outside the window, a wandering cloud blocked the bright moonlight, and Xuerou could not see Norman's expression in the darkness.
Did I say the wrong thing? Xuerou thought uneasily, "I'm sorry, Norman," Xuerou said awkwardly, "I also want to come and play with you again..."
Quiet.
Sure enough, no one wants to talk to a child without a home.
Xuerou sighed slightly and couldn't help but said: "Norman, I really envy you for being able to live with your family all the time..."
"Family..." A muttering came from the darkness, "Master Charles is Norman's family, so it's okay for Sister Xuerou to be Norman's family..."
"?"
What is he talking about?
In Xuerou's puzzled eyes, the clouds outside the window opened and the moon shone brightly, and the room returned to pure silvery white.
Norman's eyes were shining, and he asked Xuerou seriously: "Can you... be my sister?"
"Sister?" Xuerou was a little confused, "Of course...but..."
Before she could react, Norman smiled happily and said, "Yeah! I have a sister!"
"?"
Norman said seriously: "Sister Xuerou, you don't have to go anywhere tomorrow. If you are willing, this is your home."
Xuerou looked at Norman with disbelief on her face: "Home? Can I still... have a home?"
"Of course," Norman said in a conclusive tone, "Master Charles, Sister Xuerou, and Norman are one family!"
...
Charles returned to his study and tried to focus on his work.
Lord Li Ran once asked the Government Affairs Department to compile new textbooks for general schools. As a priest and scholar who was deeply admired by Mullen, Charles was naturally involved in this work.
The content he is responsible for is the preparation of the general history part of the textbook.
Before Li Ran went to the Wolf Principality, he ordered the establishment of general schools to popularize education. A series of reform measures were deeply recognized by Charles.
This is also the reason why when he was young, he did not go to the church to be a leisurely preaching pastor, but accepted Mullen's recruitment and served in the Ministry of Culture and Education.
Charles believed that broadening people's intelligence and educating all the people was the first step towards a great nation. However, no dynasty has truly achieved this since ancient times.
In the vast rural areas and urban slums of the empire, except for the ascetic priests who spontaneously spread the teachings of Elrath, there are no public schools at all.
In this huge Holy Empire, most of the poor people have not received even the most basic general education.
Each principality has very different traditions, and there are constant conflicts, frictions and attacks against each other.
The imperial dynasties of past dynasties relied not so much on cultural identity to maintain a unified state, but rather on maintaining fragile rule by strong military and religious power.
In Charles's view, Li Ran's educational policies could be said to have thrown a hot spark into the dark grassland called ignorance.
After nearly a year of promoting literacy and general education, Xingfengling has far surpassed other regions in terms of literacy rate. This is true even when compared with the Silver City-state, which is known as a prosperous culture.
You must know that servants and servants without spellcasting talents account for 80% of the population of the Silver City State, and they will only be recognized as foreign servants supported by mages, and will not be recognized as citizens and enter the magic academy to receive education.
Across the Starwind Territory, benefiting from the increasing literacy rate, Starwind Daily is extremely popular.
Due to the reality of being besieged by powerful enemies, Starwind Territory is still in a planned wartime economy.
In addition to working during the day, local residents and craftsmen engaged in production and construction may also take literacy classes at night or continue to learn craftsman skills.
Under the auspices of Mullen and Charles, Starwind Daily not only records some interesting reading content, but also provides a comprehensive introduction and report on the origin and development of Starwind Territory.
In such a hard-working environment, Starwind Daily has become an important source of entertainment and entertainment, and at the same time, it has also brought hope to the general public.
From this daily report, they were able to learn about the legendary deeds of Starwind City's Third Guard Company, the insider "Blood Rewards", Captain Umberto and others, as well as the situation in the development zone, the progress of the Broken Star War, and the Starwind Territory. serious threats currently faced. In addition, they can also know about every achievement achieved by the Star Wind Leader due to their efforts.
Through rising literacy rates and the publication of Starwind Daily, a high spirit spread among every unit and region.
They may have been slaves of Talengard in the past, they may be survivors who escaped from the Buck Kingdom and the Crow Kingdom, they may be robbed, bankrupt, and homeless refugees in the pioneer area.
But now, these people from all over the world are brought together like never before.
Not because of religious beliefs, not because of force, not because of class oppression, but because they are all glorious and equal Starwind leaders.
The team leader who commanded the mining of skeleton soldiers in Huangmu Town, the blacksmith apprentice who was responsible for quenching the workpieces in the ordnance factory, the shipbuilders who worked all night in Dragon Calling Port, and the dark alchemist who was conducting technical research in the Mana Technology Laboratory of Wild City Teachers all know what their work is for.
Charles believes that this spirit of unity and equality for all is the core of the unique culture of Star Wind Territory, and Star Wind Daily did not create this spirit.
It has long been displayed on the Morning Star Monument in the central square, and it also flows in the hearts of every Starwind leader.
Thinking of this, Charles was filled with thoughts, he picked up the ink pen, and while the tip of the pen was shaking, he wrote the title of the next issue's front page article.
"The fleet sets sail, and the morning star will rise over the emerald ocean."
