Soul of Burning Steel

Palace of the Lord of Moldavia.

Sorin, the senior maid, is doing the cleaning seriously as usual.

The March day in the Northland is still cold. Whether it's the icy dry wind or the hazy and pale clouds, it can be seen that the weather has no signs of getting warmer, but even so, Sorin only wore a pair of clothes. An ordinary maid outfit, working hard in the lord's mansion, cleaning every trace of dust in the crevices.

But what is strange is that there is no heating in the lord's mansion, and the stove is not even lit. The average temperature in the corridor is minus five degrees. Why can the maid work freely in such an environment?

In fact, the answer is very simple.

Because including the groom and the gardener, all the staff in the Moldavian lord's mansion have the strength of the silver rank.

Not to mention minus five degrees, minus twenty-five degrees, they can still work freely without feeling the slightest cold.

The silver high-ranking berserker, the maid Sorin, is now skillfully using a huge broom and a rag comparable to a giant axe to clean up a layer of dust in the reception hall. It can be seen that this maid is shuttling among the giant dragon skulls and Among the demon heads, they are not afraid of the coercion enough to make ordinary gold-ranks feel terrified. She even looked at the trophies of these lords with a kind expression on her face.

"Sigh, the lord hasn't added any spoils here for a long time." She held up the special towel in her hand, and while wiping off the dust on a certain skull ornament, she sighed softly: "I probably can't put it down."

Judging from the voice of this maid, she is not more than twenty years old. A silver who is not yet twenty years old can be called young and promising no matter where, but in Molda In the Via Lord's Mansion, she is just an extremely unusual one among the many ordinary attendants.

Even judging from Sorin's slightly short stature, which was obviously caused by malnutrition in childhood and adolescence, her developmental stagnation was evident. Her past was not happy, and it did not provide the slightest boost to her current strength.

Everything is due to the Lord Lord.

Whenever Sorin thinks of her painful and hopeless life in the past, she can't help saying this sentence silently.

Sorin used to live in an ordinary town near the main city of Moldavia. It is said to be a town, but in fact, it is nothing more than a group of simple wooden buildings. It can only be called a gathering place. There are more than fifty households and two or three hundred people living here, and they make a living by farming and hunting.

The climate in the Northland is not suitable for farming, but because of the rich soil, even a year-round harvest is enough for ordinary people to maintain their lives, but they are only alive, and there is no more room for it. Only the wealthiest families in the village have the strength and tools to hunt—but even for them, every hunt is a gamble, and no harvest is actually a good thing. If they encounter a monster, how many people will die , then a family that was still passable might collapse completely.

This was the real life of ordinary residents in the North more than ten years ago—farming was not enough to eat, hunting was extremely dangerous, and there was even the threat of beast tides every year. At the lowest point, but every time a beast tide appears, the lord will increase the tax of the year to recruit new soldiers and compensate the lost families of the dead.

Sorin's family originally had seven members. She has three younger brothers and one younger sister. As the eldest sister of the family, she has helped her parents in farming since she was ten years old. Premature hard work made her thinner than normal peers, but This didn't improve the family's life. Soon, with the outbreak of the one-year demon tide, the Sorin family, unable to make ends meet, had no choice but to sell Sorin to the main city, lest the whole family starve to death.

Sorin didn't resent her parents who sold her, because it was a helpless choice. The harvest that year was not very good, and more than half of the winter wheat was tossed away by the berserk monsters. In this world with extraordinary power Ordinary people without extraordinary power are powerless against the group of magical beasts that are born with the ability to cast spells. When encountering these beasts, apart from praying for passing knights to attack them, most of the villagers can only tremble and pray. The other party despises his own skinny.

It was a dark and depressing day indeed.

Fortunately, the Lord Lord appeared.

Sorin was humming a ditty while concentrating on wiping the metal armors placed on both sides of the corridor. These metal armors seemed to have a tendency to come alive due to the power of the lord. Some time ago, other maids saw that there were Metal armor patrolling the corridors in the middle of the night. While wiping, she couldn't help squinting her eyes, and couldn't help but think of that winter, the day when she happened to be sold into the lord's mansion.

It was a panic-stricken winter—it was kind, the old lord who had never raised any weird taxes died suddenly, and a group of unknown knights forcibly entered the main city, and just before the big guys figured out what was going on When the current lord returned, he simply and neatly drove away the group of knights who came from who knows where, and demolished the old lord's mansion, and began to recruit a new batch of attendants.

I'm really lucky, because I'm handsome, I stand straight, and I have an imposing voice when answering questions. In addition, I look young and pitiful, so I immediately became a member of the new maid and became a A noble servant.

In that era, this was the only chance for a commoner to change his destiny apart from war and the church.

But now it seems that this fate may have changed a bit.

Because the lord actually gave professional lectures to these maids when he had nothing to do.

When attending the class for the first time, Sorin and several other young servants and maids were pulled into the large room on the basement floor. Originally, she thought it was the lord who exposed his aristocratic nature and was going to treat them pitifully. When the little maid who helped her helped her attack, she was surprised to find that half of the people who were drawn were men. Just when Sorin was thinking about whether her lord's appetite was a little good, she discovered that the lord actually He didn't plan to attack them, but instead taught them a new set of fighting qi cultivation methods.

Although according to what the lord said, this practice method was figured out by himself, and it is a low-level practice method that has no advantages except that it is easy to popularize, but how can the maid pray for more? Being able to practice cultivation itself is an opportunity that far exceeds 99% of the people in this world. Apart from being grateful, no one can say a word.

Not to mention that there will be follow-up updates such as 'Basic Skills 0.8beta', 'Basic Skills 0.9beta', 'Basic Skills Official Edition' and 'Advanced Skills Deluxe Enhanced Edition'.

And this is just a small part of the great changes brought about by the lord.

Magic armor, Winterhold College, large-scale infrastructure renovation, gathering residents in villages and towns, and conducting centralized labor... As an ordinary maid in the Lord's Mansion of the Northland, Sorin certainly didn't understand the meaning of these inventions and policies, but But she knew that the lives of residents in the Northland were getting better and better.

The emergence of magic armor and the rental industry have made it possible for even an ordinary person to easily complete the farming work that might not be done in a month. In addition to the 'agricultural magic armor', there are also 'digging' Various categories such as hunting use and infrastructure use have greatly reduced the labor intensity of ordinary people, and the emergence of Winterhold has enabled many talented ordinary people to be discovered and educated as formal professionals.

The large-scale infrastructure renovation connected all the scattered villages and towns together with a smooth and wide road. Many urban residents living scattered in the countryside were gathered into the main city. Sorin doesn't know the specific meaning of the policy of centralized cultivation of farmland, but she knows that since the implementation of this policy, she has never heard of anyone needing to sell their children to survive the winter information.

With the emergence of magic factories and magic furnaces, the changes have become even greater—not to mention other industrial products and production line systems, who would have thought that such things as heating would appear in this world? My lord, this is simply the greatest invention in the North, bar none!

And this change has even spread to the whole world.

Moldavia seems to be a strange example. Whenever there are any good reforms in it, other cities in the empire will learn immediately. Even if they can't learn, His Majesty the Emperor will do it himself and let him learn. Come, and with the large-scale reforms within the empire, the eastern plains and the far south will naturally not lag behind. Even the most sluggish West Mountain Kingdom will start to try it in a few months at the latest.

It's not that the major forces don't have technology and don't want to innovate. The reason why they don't do it is just because it is unnecessary.

Since it is not the nobles or the high-level people who are suffering, why should they change themselves for the suffering of the people at the bottom? Even if a large area of ​​civilians starved to death, to the aloof transcendent nobles, it was nothing more than the death of a walking crop. Although the current extraordinary seems to have entered the bottom of Mycroft's world, even if it is a rural village, there may be a mid-level professional, but Sorin will not forget that those extraordinary were condescending ten years ago, As if looking at the eyes of ants.

If it wasn't for the lord who took the lead in implementing these policies with incredible strength, and His Majesty the Emperor also gave his full support, and even killed groups of critics by hand, ordinary people would also want to get their hands on extraordinary power? This is absolutely impossible.

"Almost done."

Wiping off the sweat that didn't exist at all, Sorin looked at her responsible area without a trace of dust in satisfaction, and then nodded.

Of course, even if it is an ordinary maid of the Northland, Sorin knows very well that there is no free dinner in this world, let alone a good one without a reason, even for the lord.

Those big people must need more professionals to complete their plans, so that's why they spread extraordinary power on such a large scale... Maybe it's an unprecedented war, and there is an unimaginably powerful enemy who needs them to be cannon fodder? Although it sounds a bit arrogant to say it, but other than this, the little maid who is not very knowledgeable really can't think of any reason.

But even if it is as cannon fodder, even if it is to die.

Sorin didn't think there was anything unacceptable either.

She is very happy now.

Today, Sorin has friends and can be respected by others. She has strength and can live happily. According to the contract of the Lord's Mansion, she only needs to work until she is twenty years old to end the contract of prostitution signed by her parents and get Being free, relying on her own professional level, even if a girl is not a maid, she can go to any place as a guard or find a serious job.

Today's Moldavia, and even the entire empire, and the entire world are booming. Countless ancient industries have disappeared, but more new industries have flourished. Through the relationship of the Lord's Mansion, Sorin knew that there was a job to go to a factory in another world. , The salary over there is as much as five times that of Mycroft's, and the lord is above, that is five times the salary.

Human beings are a kind of strange creatures. They will risk their lives for the illusory glory, hope, belief and future happiness. Sorin is not that noble, and she doesn't know about glory and faith. The little maid just knows very well that all the happiness and happiness she has now belong to the lord of Moldavia, the Radcliffe family. given to her.

People should know how to repay, at least learn to be grateful.

That's all.

"Sorin, don't be in a daze! Miss Hei has passed out in the pool again due to over-training, and everyone else has work to do. Get her out quickly—after a while, the pool will burn dry!"

Suddenly, Sorin heard the voices of other maids. She immediately responded: "Okay!" After she finished speaking, she lifted the broom, took small steps, and quickly walked towards the backyard.

Alas, even if it is cannon fodder, maybe it won't be my turn. The ordinary silver high-ranking berserker maid thought so. After all, I am so weak, so helpless, and so short.

at the same time.

High above the main city of Moldavia, a black-haired man was talking softly with a white-haired old man.

"Similar to Sorin, just given the normal living conditions and the most common basic practice method, the 'ordinary person' who can reach the silver high level from classless in just seven or eight years, is in the whole Moldavia , there are as many as eight thousand people."

Watching the little maid who is only about 1.4 meters tall, who is indeed relatively short, trot all the way, dragging Hei, who fell asleep due to over-training, out of the pool that turned into boiling water with one hand, Joshua said calmly: "If you give them Sufficient nutrition and scientific training, then I am confident that these 8,000 people can reach the golden state before the age of forty. Among them, the talents are relatively good, and they can advance before the age of thirty."

"And among these eight thousand people, there may be dozens of people who can advance to the ultimate level, and even give birth to a legendary powerhouse."

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