On the small road outside the village, someone was slowly walking over. He seemed to have rushed a long way, but he was not stained with much dust.
"According to the information in the letter, this should be the place."
The young man looked at the big tree at the village entrance. His eyes followed the branches and stopped at a Black Crow.
"There's actually a specialized monitor. Danger is indeed lurking everywhere during this period of time."
The crow on the tree was also looking at the young man, its black bean-like eyes flashing with a hint of doubt.
The eyes of low-level animals should not have such human-like emotions. Clearly, there was something wrong with the crow.
This was not a real Crow, but a special extraordinary creature that was a product of mass production.
Ever since the last disaster, these Crow messengers had suddenly appeared and were responsible for monitoring the marked key areas.
The moment they discovered any suspicious person or monster, the black crow envoy would immediately call the police.
After that, mages and Warriors came to eliminate the danger and maintain the peace of the entire area.
Everything was done in secret from mortals. Even if mortals witnessed it, their memories would be erased by special means.
This was a tacitly agreed rule. Things that mortals were powerless to do were not to be known to them.
He couldn't help at all, but he only knew how to cause trouble.
The young man at the village entrance made the black crow envoy suspicious, because he was not a villager here.
Because of the backward transportation environment, the villagers in the nearby villages rarely moved around. Many villagers were used to staying in their own villages, never moving a step away from them from life to death.
For many villagers, a distance of a hundred miles might mean the end of the world.
Don't think it's an exaggeration. In a natural environment that's almost primitive, fatal dangers are everywhere. One could lose their life if they're not careful.
The young man was not a villager from nearby. He was dressed very neatly. Why would someone of such status come to an old and dilapidated village?
Very quickly, the crow discovered that there was a long sword at the youth's waist, which also showed that he was not a real farmer.
"A warrior or a Ranger? did you come here to gain experience?"
Just as the black crow envoy was pondering, the young man suddenly raised his head and revealed a faint smile.
The crow's body swayed, and she almost fell off the branch. She was a little flustered.
It was certain that the young man had recognized it and knew that it was not an ordinary bird.
this young man doesn't have any extraordinary power at all. How can he see through me? "
The black crow emissary was secretly surprised when suddenly, a child's laughter could be heard, and a piece of earth flew up from the ground and smashed towards him.
"Hehehe, it's those damn little bastards again!"
The crow flapped her wings and dodged the piece of earth that was falling on her, but she was extremely angry.
Ever since he came to this village, he had been targeted by a few children in the village. Every day, they would throw stones and dirt at him.
He was the Black Raven Messenger, a transcendent being. He was born to be nobler than these mortals.
However, at this moment, he was being bullied by a group of kids. It was extremely embarrassing.
"A bunch of idiots!"
The black crow envoy cursed in his heart. Although it could speak, it really did not dare to open its mouth in front of ordinary people.
Furthermore, other than being able to speak and think, the Black Raven envoy could not use any extraordinary powers, which was the saddest thing for it.
The attack soon stopped because these poor children, who were barely covered in clothes, saw the young man standing at the village entrance.
The sudden appearance of a stranger made them fearful and alert. At the same time, they were also a little curious.
In particular, the long sword at the young man's waist made the children unable to take their eyes off it. Even though they were still young, they knew that anyone who could wear a weapon was not an ordinary person.
"Little guys, go and get your village chief. Tell him that someone wants to see him."
As the young man spoke, he raised his hand and the translucent crystal fell into the child's hand.
this is rock sugar, it's delicious. It's your reward.
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Looking at the crystal in their hands and smelling its sweet fragrance, the children turned around and ran.
They were barefooted and their clothes barely covered their bodies, but their running speed was not slow. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared.
The young man chuckled as he looked on. He seemed to like this scene very much, and a trace of reminiscence flashed past his eyes.
It didn't take long for the children to return, followed by a neatly dressed old man.
Looking at the young man with a long sword hanging from his waist, the village chief, who was the most knowledgeable in the village, quickly bowed to show his respect.
He knew that the people who were qualified to wear weapons in public were all people of high status, and ordinary villagers could not afford to offend them.
"Your Excellency, what can I do for you?"
The old village head was very respectful and didn't dare to show any neglect.
"I plan to rest here for a period of time to hone my martial skills. Find me a clean house, and then find someone to help me do the laundry and cook.
Here are 100 coins, the extra will be yours, I won't let you suffer a loss!"
As the young man spoke, he threw a small leather bag into the old village Chief's arms.
Hearing the crisp sound of metal hitting against metal, the old village chief's heart jumped, and he quickly opened his pocket while trembling.
The seriously worn coins shimmered with a faint silver light, making the old village chief tremble with excitement.
I can't believe you have so much money. Thank you for your generosity. Welcome!
It was estimated that the property of the entire village added up would not even be able to gather 100 coins. Most of the villagers did not even have a single coin in their pockets.
Most of the time, they bartered and had no chance to use money.
The old village head did not reject the warrior's request. Instead, he kept thanking him and said that he would satisfy the warrior.
A gift from a superior was not to be refused by a subordinate, or it would be extremely disrespectful.
The rich were the Masters, and coupled with the intimidation of martial arts, the village chief had completely corrected his attitude and absolutely did not dare to be perfunctory.
"Your Excellency, please follow me."
The old village chief respectfully led the way in front while the children followed behind at a moderate distance. The young men were surrounded as they walked into the village.
The scene in the village was definitely not poetic, but so dilapidated and dirty that it was impossible to walk.
There were traces of feces everywhere, and the road was uneven. Clusters of feces grew thickly on the side of the road.
The houses in the village were dilapidated and many of them needed to be repaired, but the villagers did not do so.
If they wanted to renovate their houses, they would need the corresponding materials and money, which were exactly what the villagers lacked.
Mountains and rivers were not without an owner. If they were found to be stealing resources, they would likely lose their lives.
The greed of a ruler was not concealed at all.
In every village, there were servants who took orders from the nobles. Although they lived in the village, they were in charge of the rivers and mountains for the nobles.
Like the village chief appointed by the nobles, the status of these servants was much higher than that of the villagers. They were considered important figures in the village.
This was a feudalistic and primitive society. It was not as beautiful as imagined, but barbaric, dirty, and backward.
When they saw the unfamiliar young man, the villagers who were not working in the fields cast curious and respectful looks at him.
They subconsciously thought that the young man was a Messenger sent by their Lord, so their attitude was very humble.
It didn't take long for them to arrive at the center of the village. There was a house there that looked rather clean.
"Your Excellency, what do you think of this place?"
The young man sized him up and nodded his head lightly.
"Sure, let's choose this place."
it's good that you're satisfied. I'll bring you some servants later, clean up the house, and prepare food.
The old village head hesitated for a moment before asking, " Sir, can you tell us your name? when the Lord's messenger arrives, we must report your information.
The young man smiled and said in a calm tone, " "Just tell them that my name is Ronald, and I'm a sun Warrior from the imperial capital."
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