"If we talk about speeding up wheat harvesting?"
They would only ask why not let the serfs harvest it, feeling that investing precious energy and time into it was a waste.
"What is that?" Claire looked somewhere and suddenly said.
At this moment, they were located within a small city named Xingsi in the Borlay Kingdom—if one were to be more precise, they were above the central square of the city—during the season of wheat harvesting, this place would also be requisitioned as a drying ground.
Colin followed Claire's gaze and was slightly taken aback.
In the center of the square, a group of Knights was carefully moving a huge object wrapped in a gray cloth from a carriage nearby. Through the gray cloth, you could vaguely make out a human shape.
"Hoist!"
Four Great Knights, each holding a corner, exerted force together, carefully placing it at the very center of the square.
Thump.
