Chapter 2796 A small village in another world
On the path outside the village, someone was walking slowly. He seemed to have traveled a long way, but he was not contaminated by much travel dust.
“According to the information provided in the letter, it should be here.”
The young man looked at the big tree at the entrance of the village, his eyes followed the branches and stopped on a black crow.
"There are actually special monitors. During this time period, there are indeed dangers everywhere..."
The crow on the tree was also looking at the young man, with a hint of doubt flashing in his black bean-like eyes.
It seems that such human emotions should not appear in the eyes of low-level animals. Obviously there is a big problem with this crow.
This is actually not a real crow, but a special extraordinary creature that is a mass-produced assembly line product.
Since the last disaster, these crow messengers have suddenly appeared and are responsible for monitoring the marked key areas.
Once a suspicious person or monster is found, the Black Crow Messenger will immediately call the police.
Then mages and warriors came to eliminate the dangerous situation and maintain the peace of the entire area.
Everything is hidden from mortals. Even if mortals witness it personally, their memories will be erased by special means.
This is the default rule. Don’t let mortals know about things that they can’t do anything about.
Can't help anything, but only add to the chaos.
The young man at the entrance of the village made the Black Crow Messenger a little suspicious, because he was not a villager here at all.
Because of the poor transportation environment, villagers rarely move between nearby villages. Many villagers are accustomed to staying in their own villages and never stray a step away from them from birth to death.
For many villagers, a distance of just a hundred miles may mean the ends of the earth.
Don’t think it’s an exaggeration. In the almost primitive natural environment, there are fatal crises everywhere, and you will lose your life if you are not careful.
The young man is not a nearby villager, and he is very neatly dressed. How could a person of such status come to an old and dilapidated village?
Soon the crow discovered that the young man had a long sword at his waist, which also showed that he was not a real farmer.
"A warrior or a ranger who went out for training and came here?"
Just as the Black Crow Messenger was thinking secretly, the young man suddenly raised his head and showed a faint smile.
The crow swayed and almost fell from the branch, feeling slightly panicked.
One thing is certain. The young man should recognize its identity and know that it is not an ordinary bird.
“This young man has no extraordinary power at all, so how can he see through my true identity?”
The Black Crow Messenger was secretly surprised when suddenly there was a child's laughter, and clods of earth flew up from the ground and hit him.
“Quack, quack, it’s these damn little bastards again!”
The crow flapped its wings and avoided the clods of soil that were thrown at it, but it was furious in its heart.
Ever since I arrived in this village, I have been targeted by several children in the village, who would hit me with stones and clods of soil every day.
I am a dignified Black Crow Messenger, belonging to the order of extraordinary creatures, and born to be more noble than these mortals.
But at this moment, being bullied at will by a group of brats was extremely embarrassing.
"A bunch of idiots..."
The Black Crow Messenger cursed secretly in his heart. Although it could indeed speak, it really did not dare to speak in front of ordinary people.
What's more, apart from speaking and thinking, the Black Crow Messenger does not use extraordinary powers. This is the saddest thing about it.
The attack soon stopped because these unlucky children, half-clothed, saw the young man standing at the entrance of the village.
The sudden appearance of strangers made them fearful and vigilant, and at the same time there was a trace of curiosity.
Especially the long sword on the young man's waist caught the attention of several children. Even if they were still young, they knew that those who could wear weapons were not mortals.
"Little guys, go find your village chief and tell him that someone wants to see him."
While the young man was speaking, he raised his hand slightly, and the translucent white crystal into the hands of children.
“This is rock candy, a delicious thing, a reward for you.”
Looking at the crystals in their hands and smelling the tangy sweet fragrance, several children turned around and ran away. They were barefoot and barefooted, with no clothing covering their bodies, but they were running at a slow pace and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The young man looked at it with a smile, seeming to like this scene very much, with a flash of memories in his eyes.
Not long after, several children left and returned, followed by an old man who was slightly neatly dressed.
Looking at the young man with a long sword hanging on his waist, the most knowledgeable village chief in the village quickly bowed to show respect.
He knew that those who were qualified to openly wear weapons were people of high status, and ordinary villagers could never afford to offend them.
"Dear Your Excellency, I wonder if you have any advice?"
The old village chief was respectful and did not dare to show any slightness.
“I’m going to rest here for a while and hone my martial arts skills. Find me a clean room, and then find someone to help with laundry and cooking.
This is a A hundred coins, the extra will be rewarded to you, and you will never suffer any loss!”
As the young man spoke, he threw out a small leather bag and landed it in the arms of the old village chief.
Hearing the crisp sound of metal hitting, the old village chief's heart skipped a beat and he quickly opened his pocket, trembling.
The coins had serious signs of wear but shone with a faint silver light, making the old village chief tremble with excitement.
“There is so much money, thank you for your generosity, welcome to come!”
It is estimated that the entire village’s property combined cannot collect a hundred coins, most of them The villagers couldn't even find a single coin in their pockets.
Most of the time, they barter and have no chance to use coins.
The old village chief did not refuse hypocritically, but kept thanking him and said that he must satisfy the samurai master.
The inferior is not allowed to refuse the gift given by the superior, otherwise it will be extremely disrespectful.
If you have money, you are the master. Coupled with the deterrence of force, the village chief has completely corrected his attitude and will never dare to be perfunctory.
"Dear Sir, please come with me."
The old village chief led the way respectfully, the children followed closely behind, and the crowd of young people walked into the village.
The scene in the village is definitely not poetic or picturesque, but is so dilapidated and dirty that it is impossible to walk.
There are traces of feces everywhere, the road is also undulating, and clumps of it grow extremely densely on the roadside.
The houses in the village are dilapidated and many need to be repaired, but the villagers have not done so.
If you want to repair the house properly, you need the corresponding materials and money, and this is exactly what the villagers lack.
Mountains and rivers are not ownerless things. If you are caught stealing resources, you may lose your life.
The greed of the rulers is not hidden at all.
In every village, there are servants who take orders from the nobles. Although they live in the village, they look after the rivers and mountains for the nobles.
Like the village chief appointed by the nobles, these servants have a much higher status than the villagers and are important figures in the village.
This is a feudal and primitive society. It is not as beautiful as imagined, but barbaric, dirty and backward.
Seeing the strange young man, the villagers who had not gone to work in the fields cast curious and respectful glances.
They subconsciously thought that the young man was a messenger sent by the lord, so their attitude was very humble.
It didn’t take long before we arrived at the center of the village. There was a house here that looked pretty neat.
"Dear Sir, what do you think of this place?"
The young man looked at it and nodded gently.
"Okay, just choose this place."
"As long as you are satisfied, I will bring you servants later, clean up the house and prepare food."
The old village chief said this , hesitated and asked: "Can you tell me your name? Wait until the lord's envoy After arriving, we must report the information about you."
The young man smiled and said in a light tone: "You tell them directly that my name is Ronald, and I am a martyr from the imperial capital. Yang warrior."
(End of this chapter)