Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

In the temple of King's Landing, there is a roar in the upper temple of the middle-aged people.

"So, Lord Fennex says the teachings of the temple are useless!

"If you'd just calm down and listen, I think the great priests would have fully understood the area."

When I told him to calm down, the bald priest turned bright red to the top of his head.

It seems that I can understand the words where they are unnecessary, even if they don't make sense at the heart of the matter.

The average age of the members of the House of Assembly is high because the shrine officials gathered are almost grand priests.

It is natural that there are many elderly members of each because they are the positions that bind the general priests, so to speak.

Young priests and priest apprentices also sit in the audience seat, but they basically treat you as not having a say.

The Dr. Ruth and Miss Tris I saw had a really interesting smile.

Well, I'll ask you the other way around, but, uh, Grand Priest Agri?

When I sent my gaze to Father Volke, who was sitting next to me, I nodded back that it was okay.

"The Grand Priest of Agri thinks that teaching is useful when it comes to the situation."

"If people live with less daily trouble and peace of mind, it will be a guide for the three gods."

Praying to God and teaching the temple will be different. I've heard from Father Yaye.

But it has nothing to do with the mainstay of the argument, so I'll throw it through. I'm glad I'm a reasonable person to talk to.

"Could you tell me a little more specific? For example, what kind of life is less troubling and reassuring?"

Humans on the verge of starvation probably live with less trouble because they can't think of trouble other than hunger.

I'll be so relieved to die if I get a meal at that time.

In other words, what you're saying is the same as saying nothing.

Live with a smile.

"Be more specific"

There are some personality breakers in the world who can see where others are suffering and smile, so don't answer in such vague terms.

What we are discussing is a reconsideration of the contents of the book to be housed in the regional shrine, which was mentioned a long time ago by the temple in the Sacramento border area.

Why are you still asking such conceptual questions? Work is too late.

That's why they don't realize what's going on at the local scene and just repeat their senseless activities.

"Well! Sir Fennex thinks it's useful to tell you what's going on!

"It's a situation where you can eat a full meal."

If it's a delicious meal, it's fine.

When I gave my opinion clearly and immediately in the hall of the incandescent debate, I silenced as if the air had solidified.

Exceptionally, the smile blows from the face I've seen.

The audience seat is not so conspicuous, but it is super conspicuous such as the adjacent Falcon.

About ten seconds later, it was the bald Agri priest who finally regained his voice (other than a whistle and laugh) in a hall where the noise had so far calmed down as a lie.

Bald head stood up at his desk to regain momentum.

"Yes, such vulgar things are not the teachings of the temple!

Ah, that came with a kachine.

No, it's a little more critical, so I guess it's Katchin.

It is the sound of the bell that announces the order to prepare for war in me.

"Huh? What did you just say?

Say it again. That's the cue to my total attack order.

With a smiling smile, urging him to step through the visible mines with his right foot, Grand Priest Agri trembles and shakes his shoulders.

Oh, wow, it's too late to threaten me now.

It's not going to help anymore because you've already stepped through the mines on your left foot.

"You said rice was vulgar."

Grand Priest Agri won't give me a signal for a total attack order, so I will.

When was Jihad? Your neck looks good with the dew on the guillotine.

"So the great priests who have serious faith in the Three Gods don't eat vulgar rice. Your noble mouth only conveys the praise of the gods and their words to the people."

It's amazing.

Humans who don't pay for food. We have finally found an evolved human who has broken the law of energy conservation.

"I didn't know that the Temple had such amazing abilities. Why don't you spread the word? People who suffer from hunger will cry and rejoice at it. I'd love to know. Could you give me a tip?

Are you still faithful?

Or do you do some kind of secret ritual?

Hmm?

"No, no, it doesn't mean I don't eat anything...."

"Oh? So, did you say that what you have to consume every day is vulgar? I don't know why, but are you noble enough to need vulgar things?

Please don't make me sneeze. Please answer quickly.

What happened suddenly to my tongue, which used to go around a lot until now?

As Grand Priest Agri answered, the Grand Priest sitting at the top - the Grand Priest - tried to show him something.

But the defective middle-aged priest next to me controlled it.

"Grand Priest, the words of Grand Priest Agri were imprudent."

Among the Speakers in the House, the lowest of the ranks, Falke, shakes his head with plenty of room for the greatest priest opponent.

As always, the chimpy gesture suits you.

"I admit Sir Fennex's remarks were a bit of a shattered expression, but in his native land, nutritional status deteriorated as a result of food insecurity, and sick people appeared every year."

The Capitol was wrapped in a different kind of silence than the words of the priest I had spent years in my native land.

Falke, who had dominated the scene before the Grand Priest, slapped me lightly on the back.

It seems like you shouldn't go too far.

Mmm, I was going to bully you a little bit, but it seems that your poor middle-aged life has become rough in King's Landing.

Nevertheless, since Father Volke has made the flow, I can't help it.

"Excuse me. It got a little hot. I'm sorry about the Grand Priest Agri."

Shortly after I said it was because it was worse, I took a step back from here to show the correspondence.

The expected effect is that you can mount and keep hitting the opponent by advancing the conversation with guilt.

"I would like to say that stabilizing food, clothing and shelter at an adequate level is the purpose of the temple's teachings. Especially the meal, that is, the rice. Even if the house is slightly shabby or the clothes are slightly shabby, you will be able to live. But diet is essential."

That's right, the Grand Priest of Agri, who lives on a vulgar meal.

When I sent my gaze with the expression of reconciliation, the bald priest nodded quickly.

Honest and good. Looks like you've succeeded in taking the mount.

"The church in my hometown, the village of Noscura, had a variety of books, as the temple taught. I've read it all."

Father Folke nods many times as he misses it.

"When I was in the countryside, I was asked how many of those books were useful, and they were hardly helpful."

I think the botanical atlas was the most useful.

"We don't have enough knowledge and supplies in the countryside today to help with that book."

Even if there is an advanced agricultural how-to book that describes how nitrogen-based chemical fertilizers work, there is nothing we can do because chemical fertilizers do not exist themselves.

I miss the halfway days.

"This is an example of rural areas, but the same is true in cities. Now the treasure is rotten. Therefore, I would like to express my opinion that the system needs to be re-examined in order to make the most of the teachings of the temple."

With his hands on the table, he appealed to the Grand Priest Birkan on his forehead, and he nodded and stood up, wondering if my enthusiasm had been conveyed.

"I think it's a very meaningful opinion. It's worth considering as a top priority."

The words of the Grand Priest, who has the final say, are even heavier in the Hall where all speeches are recorded.

It must have been such a strong word that the clerk's hand stopped for a moment.

"Even we who keep the temple of King's Landing do not understand the contents of many books, but sending them to various places as they are is is a problematic situation."

Another Grand Priest raised his hand like he was in a bit of a hurry to respond to the Grand Priest's words.

"Grand Priest, there are many obscure books, but... our duty is to maintain and manage them, so... no, I see. If the system is to be reconsidered, there is the problem that many people everywhere, especially in the periphery, can't read or place books. Shouldn't we deal with it first?"

The behavior of the grand priest is subtly suspicious.

The first and last contents of the word seem to be connected and not connected. It drifted quickly to deceive me.

Was it embarrassing that the statement that the contents of the book were not understood even in the temple of King's Landing was on the record?

I think admitting ignorance is also a fine wise man's attitude.

And there was something even stranger, so I asked frankly.

"If the temple's church system works perfectly, do you think you can avoid things like not reading?

The Grand Priest smiles bitterly at my remarks.

"We'll have to discuss how effective the church system is."

"There are already churches everywhere, so I think we can improve our literacy rate soon."

The grand priest with the suspicious words and deeds mentioned earlier made me laugh as if I had heard the simple opinion of the child that it would be great if I could.

You don't have to be a bit stupid right now, do you?

I knew on what grounds the self-proclaimed urbanites despised my remarks, so I decided to cut them off lightly.

"In my native village, the literacy rate of younger generations than my age exceeds 70%."

What's the matter? Isn't the smile of seeing a child who doesn't know anything stiff?

I suppose because of the pride of the metropolitan dwelling, the countrymen thought that they had no schooling.

I'd like to remind you a little bit about a territory that has collapsed some of its monopoly technologies and developed and discovered new ones.

I think you know it's not King's Landing.

"Since I was in the village, Father Folke has been keen to play the role of a church. With decent leadership, the church will function well."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no You were the first to learn, so the other kids stopped by. It's because I hate studying."

When I promoted Folke education, there was a humble counterattack.

Do you have any idea what the plan is to throw him into the review committee of the church system in an irreversible manner?

Well, the fact is, there's a little more reason for the high literacy rate.

For example, when I saw that I was very active in the territorial capital, the educational fever increased, and the food situation improved in the whole territory, so did I have more leisure time for my children?

There is no doubt that there was a stack that was impossible with luck or overnight.

If I say it here, it won't be over, so I won't talk to you until then.

"Well, anyway. If we are going to discuss education, including around here, we will not hesitate to report what kind of attempts my territory is making."

You can naturally give me the reward, right? I'll tell you the part that doesn't sound like it.

Afterwards, it was time to finish the meeting while still folding the height of the mysterious pride of the self-proclaimed city man into pokipoki.

It is strange why people who did not make the king's capital are so proud of the king's capital, which was born in the king's capital.

After a lengthy meeting, the Grand Priest of Birkan called.

"Lord Fennex. This discussion was very meaningful. Your thoughtful opinions are invaluable to King's City today."

"I look after the temple a lot, so I'd be honored if I could help."

The Grand Priest responded favorably while remaining neutral during the meeting, so I will greet him favorably even here.

"Can we talk a little later if you have some time? I'd like to talk to you in a private seat."

According to the advance information of Miss Alicia, who was acting as an intermediary with the temple this time, the Grand Priest is a willing person to reform the system.

I'm tired of a long argument, but I need to get back on my feet and play another game.

You're getting nervous.