I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 282 The Knight Runs Fast

Li Mosi really couldn't say anything about the doubts surrounding the disciples.

Even though the extraordinary nobles here at least have human appearances, both the common people and the original owner of this body implicitly believe that nobles and others are two different species.

However, the church's story emphasizes that they are all human beings.

It's just plain awful.

Anyway, he just voiced his idea first.

Regardless of whether the disciples understand it or not, just make sure they remember it.

In the future, I will inevitably have to deal with nobles.

We'll just prove it with our actions when the time comes.

As things stand, the nobles pose little threat to them.

They all ran pretty fast.

Before long, they arrived at the easternmost of the two knightly estates under the jurisdiction of Baron Stern.

After briefly understanding the situation, Li Mosi announced it to everyone.

The focus is on the treatment of the team leader and the battalion commander.

After the people understood, they continued their work.

Zi'an selected several disciples and instructed them to teach the people arithmetic that evening.

They then ran east to another knight's manor and made the same arrangements.

After he finished doing these things, the saintess, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak.

"The reasoning you're talking about must be related to the fact that everyone in your country has the seed of life, right? But these people..."

They don't have the seed of life inside them!

Li Mosi wouldn't say anything more about this to her.

After all, he had deliberately concealed some things when he told the story last night.

The story wouldn't be as exciting if I told it out loud.

He waved his hand dismissively, still looking indifferent.

"Just wait and see."

"Tsk."

The saint clicked her tongue.

This craftsman is always like this; he never speaks clearly.

He only talks more when teaching his apprentices.

What else is there to say?

Just wait and see.

She simply didn't believe that the craftsman could produce the correct result using the wrong method.

That evening, the leaders of the seven manors gathered there learned arithmetic.

The next day, the people continued working.

There are 21 days left.

Zian began explaining the third section of the Thousand Character Classic to his disciples.

That evening, they conducted an exam to select a group of intelligent people.

There are thirteen in total.

However, some of these people are genuinely clever, while others are merely pretending to be.

As for those tax officer apprentices, Li Mosi accepted it, since tax officers do indeed choose the smartest people when selecting people from the manor.

But the two knight manors are a bit outrageous.

Three people passed the test in one manor, and two people passed the test in another manor.

These five people are all the butler's children!

It's hard to say whether this is an ability acquired through exposure from a young age or genuine intelligence.

They were given a second written test, and three of them were eliminated immediately.

In the end, only one person was selected from each of the two knight manors, and the one who was not selected was assigned as the captain and captain.

The ones selected from other estates are quite clever.

The remaining ten people immediately became Zi'an's disciples.

Zian's number of disciples increased to twenty-three.

For the rest of the evening, Zi'an led the thirteen disciples he had already taken in to teach the people to read pinyin.

They all knew that the people hadn't even learned to calculate, so teaching them pinyin was just rote memorization.

But tomorrow the people will each have to transport the stone bricks back to the manor.

The next step, screening for intelligent people, will be much more difficult.

According to Li Mosi's plan, the remaining time would be used for Zi'an to teach the Thousand Character Classic to his disciple, who would then return to the manor to teach it.

He and Zi'an were only responsible for the assessment.

In this way, it will only take one day to screen out the team leader and the captain.

The next day, after breakfast, the people began to lead their oxen and donkeys to load the stone bricks onto carts.

The artisans from the seven manors and the local people gathered around Li Moss.

Li Moss is teaching them how to build a new house.

Once all the craftsmen understood, the locals dispersed and began construction on the spot.

Li Mosi looked at them and then took out a piece of paper and wrote down the new time.

Twenty days left

The timing is rather delicate.

He looked up at the sky.

After he had the first heated kang bed built in the Valos Manor, and before Hagi Saint spoke up about the "Year of the Sun," a concept the original owner had never heard of, Zi Yi also said something very important.

That means it will snow about twenty days before winter begins.

It's not something like "about twenty days".

That's exactly twenty days.

This matches the original owner's memories.

According to the church, this is a warning bell from the God of Light.

How could God's warning bell possibly go wrong?

When this time of year arrives, they must then do everything they can to prepare for the winter.

Butchers and shepherds will begin slaughtering, and the mill will prepare flour in advance for the lord's winter needs...

But now, even with the extra fourteen days provided by the "Year of the Sun," there are only twenty days left.

If it doesn't snow today, he'll have to wonder if the year of the blazing sun is due to the power of the God of Light in the heavens, or if the papacy's calendar is just plain stupid.

……

Even without the dragon horse, the nobles' escape speed exceeded Li Mosi's expectations.

……

Even without the dragon horse, the nobles' escape speed exceeded Li Mosi's expectations.

After more than ten days, having abandoned all the donkeys in the caravan and having to give up some cheap supplies, the Valos knight finally arrived at the capital of the Snow Kingdom—the Snow Royal City.

The moment the southern city wall of Snow Kingdom came into view, only one thought remained in Knight Valos's mind.

so big!

For the past ten years or so, he had only heard about the royal city from caravans.

"The walls of Snow City are higher than your main residence, sir; the massive stone bricks are larger than carriages; and the area enclosed by the walls is many times larger than Baron Talis's territory..."

Now, Knight Valos finally saw this magnificent city with his own eyes.

He then realized that the businessman was still too conservative in his speech.

Let alone the city walls.

The city gate in the distance is taller than his main house!

But the massive city gate in the distance remained closed, seemingly just a decoration, enveloping the royal city along with the endless city walls on either side.

Ahead, a caravan longer than his was entering the royal city through a small gate on the side of the city gate.

"grown ups--"

As a shout came from ahead, Knight Valos looked down.

The butler was striding toward Valos.

The parchment he held bent as he ran, and the wax print hanging on it swayed violently.

"Huff, huff—"

The butler ran to Knight Valos and stopped, waiting for his breathing to calm down before reporting.

"My lord, they say that knights can only enter through the side door."

Knight Valos frowned.

Wow.

Just as he was about to speak, the curtain of the carriage behind him was lifted.

A woman, about the same age as Knight Valos, peeked out.

Her face was full of exhaustion and anger. The long journey had made it impossible for her to maintain the most basic dignity. Her wrinkled and stained clothes contrasted sharply with her neatly styled brown hair.

"Why? We—"

"Don't say anymore, darling."

The Knight of Valos's gentle voice carried an undeniable authority.

The woman's expression softened slightly.

"Okay. I just don't want the child to continue like this."

"snort."

Behind the curtain, a child's innocent voice hummed softly, expressing their dissatisfaction.

Knight Valos shook his head somewhat helplessly.

His daughter is only nine years old, the age when she is most unruly.

Even if he didn't have any good solutions.

He then looked at the butler, who was still panting.

"Have you found out what happened after we entered the city?"