Chapter 18 18. Hold the power
In fact, in this world, it is estimated that only the richest people who really don’t regard money as money, or the demon hunters, will use heirloom-level swords to chop something. .
If iron pieces can kill people, why bother using these precious treasures on the battlefield?
And this is also the epitome of the difficulty of the demon hunter profession.
They took swords worth hundreds of orens to fight monsters to the death, but they could not exchange the swords for money to spend or buy properties in the city.
Because few protect the property of a witcher.
After the blacksmith shop, Lan and Auriden had to add another item to their monster hunting commission.
When the equipment needs maintenance, the village will reimburse the maintenance cost, and the blacksmith in the village will follow Lan En to find the master blacksmith.
This is mainly to have a knowledgeable person to prevent Lan En from asking for reimbursement.
Although the young man didn't want to do this at all.
"I'm not taking advantage of you. You see, the armor I brought here was damaged before. I plan to pay for repairs in the future."
Lan En crossed his arms and chuckled, his face full of smiles. Walking behind indifferently.
Old Allen walked ahead with his lips curled up.
Yes, you plan to pay for the repairs yourself.
But what if you are disemboweled by a water ghost before you save enough money to repair your armor? !
What should I do if my neck is wiped by the swamp witch? !
Should the fishing grounds be developed? !
Can the village still make money? !
Damn it!
Old Allen looked at the young man behind him with disgust at the cotton-padded armor that was about to burst out of cotton, and sighed.
He decided to let the skilled women in the village work overtime tonight to sew the cotton armor on the composite armor he brought over.
Until the fishery development is completed, this devil hunter who works at a discount must live well!
If a finger is injured, work efficiency will be affected!
Before Lan En arrived, old Allen would never believe that he would get angry for the safety of a demon hunter.
It is natural for mutants to kill monsters, and no one cares about their life or death.
But now, he has to greet her with a smile and care like an old mother.
While walking, Lan En seemed to mention it accidentally.
"By the way, what happened to the families of the two unlucky guys who were killed?"
At this point, old Allen's figure froze slightly as he walked.
Lan En's keen senses easily captured this moment, and his cat eyes narrowed slightly.
"What, what happened to them?"
The young man's tone was no different from before, with a sense of indifference that it had nothing to do with him.
But inexplicably, Old Allen, who was walking in front, felt cold at the base of his neck.
"No, how should I say it?" Old Allen said a little cautiously.
“One family was already dead. Little Turner chased his puppy into the woods, and was torn to pieces by a pack of oozing wild dogs. His screams were so miserable, he was dying. The screams in front of him drove his mother crazy, and she rushed in after her. Several of the men who were there didn’t catch her, and then neither of them could come out of the woods.”
The village elders were lamenting, but that was all. The number of human tragedies in Willen's world is mind-numbing.
He is mainly worried now that the victim's two families have lost one, which will affect the "compensation" of the Bear School to the village.
Lan En pursed his lips, and old Allen felt that his neck was getting colder.
"You guys, didn't you try to save me?"
"Save? How to save me?" Old Allen sighed and shook his head.
"The wild dogs are no longer afraid of people. They have all eaten human flesh. Unless they can be killed, ordinary threats cannot make them shut up. But at that time, there were only a dozen men in the village, and among them there were There are old people and children.”
The inexplicable chill at the base of his neck disappeared. Old Allen tilted his head and continued walking forward.
The young man followed with his head lowered and his steps slightly heavy. What else could Lan En say?
He came to Oriden with a feeling of gratitude and compensation. He was not familiar with the two farmers who died for him after speaking to him.
But he is a compassionate and determined person.
So he came here, hoping to give some help to widows and orphans who were living in poverty.
To this end, he formulated a plan and used his limited knowledge to try to grasp the balance of people's hearts and create a status quo that everyone can benefit from.
But now, the village elder told him that one family was dead.
No one can even hate because it was a pure accident.
There were so many emotions in my heart that I couldn't even tell what I was feeling at the moment.
"There is also the Little White family, right over there."
Old Allen walked and pointed to the side with his hand.
At this time, the wind was blowing after the rain, and the dark lake water was also surging under the dark clouds.
But in the village, the adults and children seemed to be doing their usual routine, still minding their own business.
In the rain, they mended fishing nets, turned over and set up small boats for repairs, and carried smelly wooden barrels containing catches.
A woman wearing torn and dirty clothes ran around the village tiredly and diligently with a boy.
Mending fishing nets and helping other villagers move things.
After being greeted with a smile, the occasionally lowered head and face were filled with numbness, until they met the next busy villager.
The villagers accepted help as a matter of course, and some of them were impatient and angry.
But the peasant woman pretended not to see it.
The little boy, who had a big head and a small body due to lack of nutrition, followed her and tried to help.
With a malnourished body, you have to press your center of gravity to push the wooden barrel containing the catch.
That’s not playing, that action of gnashing teeth and even pushing your head up is really trying your best!
Children do not understand complicated things, but the atmosphere in the family has taught them that they must follow the adults.
So the child's face, which should have been innocent, put on a deliberately flattering smile after gasping for air.
That smile made Lan En's heart feel cold.
But he still didn't show it.
Because if you act too eager or too angry, it will make the villagers feel uneasy.
You are here to do good deeds, and you will suffer the consequences. You shouldn't focus on these things.
The villagers' lack of knowledge and wisdom can lead to confusion, then panic, and then hostility.
In order to calm down, Lan En wanted to press his chest.
But when pressed against the cotton armor, it feels like a hard cylinder.
It is the storage tank containing the gene seeds.
But this time, Lan En did not let go because he recalled the weird appearance of the meat in the jar.
Instead, he held the glass jar in his arms tightly.
It was like holding the power itself!
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(End of this chapter)