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— Haaaave you, — Wigg broke formation, stepped forward, and punched the stranger in the gut, then, as the stranger fell to the ground and started gasping for air, he sat down next to him, grabbed him by the hair, and started shaking his head from side to side. — Lex, buddy! How's life treating you? — W... Wigg? — The little man, still not fully recovered, looked around confusedly, first at his attacker, then at the other soldiers.
Revan, how do they approach the concept of ikigai and the afterlife? Do they worry about it, or do they believe in reincarnation? Or is the focus more on their current mental state? I need to understand this so I can decide which direction to take when preaching.
- Easy there, soldier! - Helmut grabbed Vigg by the shoulder, slapped him, and pulled him away from the guy. - No touching civilians without orders! I won't repeat myself. He shook his head and crouched down next to the victim. - Don't be mad, buddy, it was a mistake... You understand, we've been on the road for a long time, we're soldiers, we're nervous, we're gradually getting used to discipline, like children, - he glared sternly at the shooter. - So, you're a local? We're here on business, we received a tip. They say there's a bandit here. We've come to take care of him.
— Yes, — Abigail replied to the newcomer, — we are going to explore the surroundings for coal and iron deposits. It's a dangerous task — there's a high chance of encountering wild beasts, or even something worse.
— It sounds dangerous, but the roads are patrolled by guards, so there might not be that many beasts around.
Lek spent several very long moments coming to his senses, and then spoke good-naturedly, still lying on the ground.
— So, how many months has it been? The residents are complaining that the people from the city are collecting taxes, but not providing any protection.
- Well, it's a process – the request has to come in, then it's reviewed, verified, passed through various departments, reaches the right people, personnel are transferred from there to here, a team is formed, and then it familiarizes itself with the essence of the matter, gets equipped and prepared. It's state bureaucracy. And then, on top of that, it's the eleventh of something, God knows what – everyone's in a panic, their mouths are full of worries. Come on, get up, why are you lounging around? Huliy, help the man. Helmut got up and carefully examined the surroundings again. - How far is it to the village? Your name is Lek, what are you? Who else lives here besides you? When were the bandits last seen? How many were there, what did they look like, what were they armed with? Did they say anything? What did they do? - He asked questions calmly, so that the local could have time to think and answer.
— It’s just ten minutes further, and you’ll reach our village. As for me, I’m Lek, and I do all sorts of things. When I’m not busy, I drink, and when there’s nothing to drink, I wander around here and there. What else is there to do? Guys, do you have anything to drink? The bandits aren’t going anywhere. As for how many there are, how would I know? Well, they kill livestock, rob houses, and steal crops. The daughter of Klinis and the granddaughter of the elder have also disappeared, but I don’t know if it’s the bandits’ doing or if they just decided to run away from here, because it’s boring for young people here.
I'm Lek, I do all sorts of things, and when I'm not busy, I drink. And when there's nothing to do, I wander around here and there. What else is there to do?
He's a decent guy, you can tell he's not some kind of slave.
Added 23 minutes later - Want to have a drink? There's always something for an honest man. But you know, one thing bothers me - how is it that you say bandits have been bothering you for so long, but you haven't even seen them once? You live here, Lek, you walk around, you do things, and you must have seen them at least a hundred times. And what's the story with you and Vigg? - Helmut asked the last question to both of them. - Just a friendly neighborhood relationship?
— Many things trouble me, very much. May I tell you about my worries one by one? — Without waiting for the cleric’s answer, the hunter decided that he could. — To be frank, I don’t know what to do with my life. I work every day, but I don’t earn any more money, and the future looks bleak. Nothing new is happening, and I don’t even have time to try something fun — otherwise, where would I get the money to live? And I don’t know what the point of such a life is. I pay taxes, I work hard for the county, but in the end, I don’t have time or money for myself. What should I do?
—I understand,” Ahelsiy nodded. —It’s hard to think about spiritual purity when your stomach is empty, and hard work takes up all your time and energy. And yet, you must understand that our current life path is just a small grain of sand in the countless ocean of rebirths that the Guide grants us for the life we have lived. Those who have devoted themselves entirely to humility and patience, She will move into more worthy bodies, not deprived of means and power. But at the same time, their souls will have to fight an even greater number of various vices and sins, inaccessible to ordinary people like us. And only by overcoming all these stages of life with dignity can we finally reunite with the universe forever, thereby knowing eternal spiritual harmony and peace. Isn’t such an eternity of humble waiting worth a couple of decades? —And as for more mundane problems,” the priest added, “whether it’s working conditions or decent pay, we are doing everything we can to help the state provide ordinary people with a decent life. This is what taxes are for, which seem so exorbitant at first glance. But for now, of course, our work is still far from complete, because not much time has passed since the enlightenment of this and many other countries began. But even now, some successes can be seen: dozens of aristocrats, enlightened by our faith, have voluntarily donated money to the well-being of the suffering, to improve living and working conditions. We just need to wait a little, and then, I am sure, your future will become much brighter, and the prospects for spiritual improvement will become even closer.
- Have a drink? There's always time for that with an honest man. But you know what bothers me – how is it that you say bandits have been bothering you for so long, but you haven’t even seen them once? You live here, Lek, you go around, you do things, and I bet you’ve seen them at least a hundred times. And what’s the story with Viggo? - Helmut asked both of them his last question. - Just friendly neighbors?
- Well, it just didn't happen; I haven't seen them myself, honestly. Ask the elder, or maybe the farmers or the miller; they should definitely know what's going on.
But now, some successes can already be observed: dozens of aristocrats enlightened by our faith voluntarily donated money to help those in need, improving living and working conditions. We only need to wait a little longer, and then, I am sure, your future will become much brighter, and the prospects for spiritual improvement will become even closer.
Having finished listening to the clergyman's instructions, the hunter sighed heavily. "So, that's how it is. People are right when they say that people of the church know more than we do. I guess I'll go hunting tomorrow and start reconnecting with the world, maybe my life will start to improve. Thank you, Father!" Thanking Ahelsius once again, the hunter left the church and headed home. ... The house that Ahelsius' group was supposed to visit today turned out to be significantly richer than yesterday's. Of course, it couldn’t compare with the mansions of aristocrats or wealthy merchants, but it was good in its own way. All members of this family are very talented and successful in their chosen crafts, and this is how they earn a living. The house belongs to an elderly woman named Greila, and currently she lives there with her grandson Paris and his girlfriend Xamelonna. It so happened that the women didn't get along at all – the old woman can't stand her grandson's friend, and she, in turn, wishes her a speedy death. - What's going on! - The young man, as could easily be determined by his annoyed face, was not happy about the appearance of church people at his doorstep. "Grandma, what are you doing?" - Be quiet! You don't listen to me; maybe they will convince you," said the old woman, carefully examining Ahelsius and his small squad from head to toe. "Aren't you too young for such work, son?" There was dissatisfaction in Greila's voice, but soon she softened her tone. "But then again, the Church probably knows who it sends, never mind." - Madam," Delos intervened in the conversation, "do you even know who you are talking to? Show some respect!" - You'll grow up to my age, brat, then you can tell me what to do, but until then, wipe the milk off your lips and shut up. It was clear that Delos was ready to lose patience, which was very unusual for him – apparently, the old woman had touched a nerve.
“Everything is alright, Delos,” Achelsius quickly intervened, placing a hand on the knight’s shoulder. “Let’s not argue needlessly without any reason, because we came here to resolve problems, not create new ones, right?” After saying this, he turned to the hostess with a polite smile:
“You are right about age, Madam Greila. But I will try to compensate for the lack of proper wisdom and experience with knowledge, and perhaps it will even be easier for me to understand the essence of your family conflict, if you, of course, agree to fully inform me about it.”
-- That sounds interesting. And what kind of people does he prefer to deal with? -- Although, I must say, I could use any information about this aristocrat. Overall, thank you for the reception, and I'll get down to business as soon as possible.