Chapter 141 The Downtrodden And Disabled Knight

Lin Qiu raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were dark and deep, like a bottomless ocean, he smiled softly, "Hey, you are not very capable, but you have a bad temper.

Wood wanted to leave, but after hearing his sarcasm, he stopped and looked sideways at him, with unspeakable embarrassment on his face, "I really have no ability. We will no longer be knights and will never trouble you again." ."

He looked at a small piece of the church's cross exposed in the distance, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, "We are incomplete people, and we are not qualified to be knights and serve San Lorenzo.

Only then did Lin Qiu realize that the five of them all had some kind of disability, either a lame foot or a broken hand, which could not be completely cured, and this young man with bright eyes had a broken hand. Mutually.

Wood bent his pride, knelt on one knee in front of him and performed the last knightly salute, "Please let us live.

Lin Qiu glanced down at him and groaned irritably. Next to him, he saw Euphemia covering her lips with tears in her eyes.

Lin Qiu knew that she felt uncomfortable, and he was also a little depressed.

Indeed, it is hard to accept that the once proud knights were reduced to the streets because of disabilities. They had served the country for so long, and they had no merit or hard work. How come after they retired from the army because of disabilities, Federey did not even give them any resettlement fees.

"What are your plans for the future?" Lin Qiu couldn't help but ask this question.

"What?" Wood was a little surprised.

"Tsk, I'm asking you what you plan to do next. You can't just beg on the street every day.

Wood sighed, "All our property was confiscated due to the failure of the last mission. From now on, we will probably have to rely on some street performances to earn some living expenses."

Lin Qiu didn't know the specific knight system of San Lorenzo, but he had lived in the Continent of Ten Thousand Races for so long, and he understood some things.

The Wanzu Continent has vast land and numerous civilians, and its labor force is extremely cheap.

Regardless of how glorious the title of knight is, in fact, they only earn enough to eat every month. Even if they have some surplus, they won't be able to buy anything after saving for several years.

Not to mention the hard work of ordinary people, who work from sunrise to sunset, does not allow them to live a prosperous life. The money they leave after paying taxes and fees to the country is only enough for food and clothing, and civilians often see Shallow, the poorer they get, the more children they have. After giving birth to a basketful of children, the money for food rations will cost a family.

Lin Qiu also thought for a moment, why didn't they resist?

However, all the military power of the Principality of San Lorenzo is in the hands of the top management. If the civilians resist, they will only be suppressed by force, and a batch of dead leeks will grow again.

All resources are in the hands of capital. The poor tend to get poorer and the rich get richer. Capital will only squeeze the blood and sweat of the common people without feeling any guilt.

Just like at the celebration party, the barrel of wine they wasted was sold for a price that was enough to cover a commoner's living expenses for several years.

There was a sigh deep in his heart. The more he integrated into this place, the more he understood the deformity of this social system.

He came from another world and knew that not all countries are full of filth and darkness. The bright country where everyone has enough food and clothing, works with dignity, and can get rich as long as they work hard, is his hometown.

Lin Qiu thought about this and reached out to them seriously and firmly, "I invite you to join the new country I am about to build. Regardless of men and women, people with disabilities, or people with different beliefs, you will have a place to have food, clothing and clothing.