"No, I do mind a lot!" Mason Peak's voice rose, gritting his teeth. He lifted his head to reveal sunken eye sockets and a pallid handsome face, and coldly said:
"Why..."
Could it be holding a grudge against Gary Smith?
Just as Oliver Birdfire was advising him to calm down, he heard the latter's voice full of resentment:
"Ever since I joined the Fertility Church, I thought I'd get a fixed position and just coast along, but it turns out I have to work every day, sow in spring, sow in summer, finally don't have to sow in autumn, only to end up harvesting rice, and in winter when all is quiet, I still have to go and teach sowing techniques. After teaching, I thought I could take a vacation, but then the High Priest uses a rejuvenation spell, and the Great Earth returns to spring, and I have to run out to sow seeds late at night.
