Mercenaries and Adventurers

The young priest of the **** of nature obviously knew the general situation a long time ago. Perhaps Knight Lanisa had communicated with him before, so after entering the door at this time, he walked directly through the few people who signaled to him. Pick up the official document letter written by Knight Lanisa on the table.

He glanced at the entire document, then scanned the room with his eyes, and found the only person present that he didn't know.

Keel.

"So, you are the Joe Keel that the lord said? I didn't expect you to be so young. I heard that you participated in the lord's battle against the wolf king of the North, and." He squinted his eyes: "Something contribute?"

Keel bowed his head and said, "Yes, I'm Joe Keel, and everyone usually calls me by my last name. I was really active in dealing with the Northern Land Wolves before, mainly before joining the Lanisa Knight Hunter team. It’s better at dealing with monsters and the like.”

"Very well, since you are very confident, I won't say much about the danger of the sunfish. Everyone, although I obtained the sunfish from the gods, compared to those carnivorous fish, the sunfish in the village Believers are more important."

As he spoke, he walked to the wooden wall of the hostel, so that everyone who was listening to him at this moment would face him and concentrate more.

"However, I hope that everyone will not forget that when wolves were raging, it was those ignorant big fish that protected the pier of our village. This kind of kindness that can meet everyone's needs and love the people in critical times, you need to share Keep it in my heart, Lord."

Everyone who can speak in the village who appeared here at this moment has different expressions.

Those who lived by the lake were excited, expressing their unshakable faith in the gods. And some people who have little to do with work and water are mostly indifferent, or even don't care. After all, before the wolves were raging, not all people made a living by fishing.

After all, there are large fields around the village, and there are more people farming than fishing. After all, fishing depends on skill and luck, while farming is a reward for hard work. This is a universal truth that everyone understands.

It's just that the wolves outside the village have been raging in the past two years, and people can no longer farm on a large scale. They either have less wealth and go to relatives in other villages to make a living, or they have to switch to fishing to make a living.

The number of religious believers who defected to the church has increased, which has also led to the expansion of the power of this young priest who has only been in the village for a few years, and he has a greater voice in the village.

The young priest looked over and said, "Kiel, when you lead someone to catch the capsize fish, please hand them over to me. I will hold a ceremony and dedicate them back to my lord."

Everyone looked over, and Kilton nodded after a moment: "No problem."

He doesn't know this person's name yet, so you just ask him for a job.

-

After the village lord represented by Kiel made an agreement with the local church represented by the young priest, the atmosphere in the hall became much more relaxed. Before they came, some people were worried that the priests would object to killing the sunken fish in the lake. Now it seems that the fishermen who believe in religion and the fish that the gods bestow to relieve the crisis are more important to the fishermen.

Afterwards, the bearded Corydon gave Kiel a brief introduction to the other people who came over, and let everyone recognize Kiel. If Kiel needs help during the operation, everyone will give some.

"By the way, old Mr. Corydon. I don't know what you are in charge of in the village? I think you know everyone, and everyone respects you?" Keel was sitting on the side eating just now. The boiled fresh fish soup, eating the fish with big mouthfuls, asked the bearded old man sitting opposite.

The surrounding village stewards and villagers were also eating and drinking, discussing their own topics, and some were discussing which company would send the boat and people for Kiel's next action.

Although the ice is freezing Wumi Lake at the moment, the ice skate made of light boats and leather sails is an indispensable tool. Wumi Lake is very large, and there is no means of transportation that can take advantage of the wind to slide on the ice. First, it is difficult to move quickly. Second, it is easy for the sunfish under the ice to recognize human footsteps, and then turn over the ice and tear it apart. Bite a drowning human.

There are also some people who are discussing how to fight the sunfish that is several meters long. Ordinary harpoons basically have no effect on the hard and thick head of the sunfish.

In this case, you have to think of other ways.

These people gathered around the blacksmith who was drinking non-stop, writing and drawing with their fingers on the table, arguing endlessly.

Hearing Keir's question, the bearded old man Corydon widened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Didn't I tell you?"

Keel shook his head.

"Didn't anyone else tell you?"

Kiel still shook his head.

The old man patted his forehead: "Hey, these young people. Hehe, then guess what? What do I do as an old man?" He became excited.

Corydon then turned his eyes to the other people at the same table, signaling them not to prompt.

But although Keir didn't say it directly, he already had a guess.

"Are you the village head of Wumi Lake Village?"

The old man stared and looked at the other people at the same table. The others all waved their hands to indicate that they had no reminder.

"How do you know it?"

Keel chuckled and shrugged: "You can call everyone in the room, and everyone obviously knows you."

"That doesn't mean anything. After all, I'm so old, and I've obviously lived in the village for a long time. It's obviously not difficult to know everyone in the village, right?" Corydon retorted, scratching his messy beard.

"But you have gained the respect of other people at the same time. This is not something that can be achieved simply by knowing." Keir leaned his back on the chair and said confidently.

But the old man still refused to admit defeat, and resisted stubbornly: "That's because they saw that I was old, so they respected me more. Haven't you heard that only old flour can make good bread, and old trees are the tallest ones in the forest!" "

"Hmph, but the 'lake diver' Mr. Boss, who should be about the same age as you, is also an old man, but obviously many people don't know or are familiar with him. And at the gate of the village, your son said he was going to call the village People, if it is just the son of an ordinary old man, can the stewards in the village and the heads of each family sell their face?"

Keir shook his fingers confidently and finally said: "After all, the matter of dealing with the sunfish does not concern everyone in the village, does it?"

The other people at the same table looked at the very young Keir in a different way. They didn't expect that this sturdy young man was also quite talkative. I just don't know if I can deal with the sunfish, after all, the young people in the village have nothing to do with those big fish.

And the young priest who begged the gods for the sunfish had also made it clear before that he would not personally harm those sunken fish, which was against the dogma of the church.

At this point, the bearded old man Corydon had to admit thoroughly that he was indeed the head of the village.

After a simple lunch, some people who were not interested in it left, but at least half of them stayed. There's not much to do in the countryside in winter, and it's not as lively as it is now when you go home, so many people with nothing to do still stay here, talking, or listening to others talking about how to deal with the sunfish in the lake.

"Guys, I'm leaving first. There is still a prayer to do in the afternoon. Farewell." The young priest never saw Keel, an outsider, participating in the discussion on dealing with the sunfish, and he left after waiting for a while.

As soon as he left, the voices of the people left behind even became much louder.

Keir didn't pay much attention to this. He has been paying attention to Mr. Worf's affairs at this time to see who he has a better relationship with and who he has a worse relationship with.

He had actually heard some villagers talking about the sunken fish, but he didn't have any good ways to deal with the big fish in the water. But fortunately, Knight Lanisa didn't ask him to have a time limit to deal with the capsized fish at this point.

Therefore, Keir delayed the matter first, and dealt with the werewolf in the first place.

After discovering and listening to the conversations of the people around him, he found that Luf-Wolf's relationship in the village was not bad. Because of his literacy, he was responsible for processing the word processing related to the outside caravan. He is not acquainted with the two groups of villagers in the village who make a living from fishing and farming.

Instead, he is more familiar with several shops in the village and the people in charge of the village's industries.

Since the man has not yet married a wife in middle age, several families in the village have been planning to marry their daughters to him as wives, but Rufu-Wolf has been using excuses to shirk the matter.

Keir knew why he wasn't planning to marry a wife and have children.

Because once there is someone familiar with his life around him, it is difficult not to discover his werewolf secret.

Reminiscent of the situation in Wumi Lake Village in the past few years, Rufu Wufu must be afraid that the secret will be exposed.

Not long after eating, Kiel said goodbye and went upstairs to rest on the grounds of the long journey. The people in the downstairs hall saw that Kiel, the righteous master, had left, and soon dispersed.

As for Kiel's reluctance to participate in the discussion on dealing with the caper fish, some people think that Kiel, a young man, probably has no experience and methods, and it is unlikely that Knight Lanisa will handle this matter for him.

But Mr. Worf, who participated in the previous support for the crusade against the northern wolf, has a different opinion.

"Not necessarily, this young man is very powerful. I heard from those old hunters that when they passed by in a group of battles, this young man is a link that cannot be bypassed. No matter what kind of little Kier is like this, what kind of little Kier is like that, it doesn't matter. It's the process of this man fighting bravely. I guess he didn't expect the village to take this matter so seriously, so he was a little at a loss?"

He said so, and some people also think it makes sense.

After all, their lord, Jenny Ranisa, is not a rough and dull warrior. The people of the village have always been proud of the breadth of knowledge of their lord, so Keel, the young man sent here on purpose, should have some strength and real skills.

The head of the village, an old man with a big messy beard, Corydon, dismissed the words of those 'young people' who were younger than him. The old man who has lived all his life has a slight perception from the first time he saw Kiel that this young man is very strong, but he doesn't seem to be very concerned about the sunfish.

Moreover, he was also keenly aware that the young priest, the master of rivers and lakes, who had always looked down on anyone in the village, had never said anything about the strength and level of little Kiel.

That in itself says a few things.

-

The next morning, Keir didn't wear armor, simply put on a warm wolf fur cloak and went out to walk around the village.

In fact, there is nothing to see in Wumi Lake Village due to the dense buildings, but his purpose is obviously not here. The main buildings that maintain the normal operation of the village are gathered in the center of the village, while the other places are the streets along the four directions of the village, the southeast, the north, and the villagers' houses along the streets.

The houses of the villagers are all ordinary wooden bungalows of a uniform style, without a front yard directly facing the street, and in the back yard there is a small yard for raising poultry, and the rest is a fan-shaped field vacated for growing vegetables.

Roughly the entire village is a circle, and the north end is connected to the shore of Wumi Lake, where there are some small stone and wooden piers docked with fishing boats. When Kiel got up in the morning and opened the wooden window of his house, he could clearly see some fishermen paddling wooden boats that could glide on the ice, leaving the village to carefully fish holes by the Umi Lake.

Walking to the streets of the village, Keir found that the people in the village were very closely related to each other. is very different.

It is estimated that every family is connected to each other and life is difficult at the same time. People have to let go of their indifference and estrangement, so that they can maintain their lives with difficulty.

After wandering around the village for half a morning, Keir finally found Rufu-Wolf's house on the east side of the village near the east gate.

He saw the other party in the village house in the morning, and knew that the other party must be working in the village house in the center of the village at this time, and there should be no one at the other party's house. But he can't guarantee how the other party's sense of smell is as a werewolf. If the sense of smell is also enhanced in human form?

Therefore, it is not a good way to sneak into the house and search while the other party is not at home.

The other party didn't know the real purpose of Keir's trip at this time, and was probably just a little vigilant, but he hadn't made up his mind yet, so there was no need to startle the enemy at this time.

Since Luf-Wolf's house is next to the east gate of the village, there is only a narrow alley in the middle for the villagers to enter the field behind the house along the wall, so Keel walked here after wandering.

The narrow alley was a little dark and had a stench of defecation. He took a closer look, only to see a dilapidated shack in a dark corner.

There were obviously people in the shack, and there was a faint smoke coming out from the gaps in the shack.

He leaned over and looked curiously, and found that it was a scruffy guy wrapped in a circle of thick bark, who was setting up a small fire in the shack, carefully roasting an unwashed and dusty rhizome food.

As if hearing footsteps, the scruffy homeless man immediately hid the food in his arms, kowtowed to Kiel, and shouted in panic: "Don't bully me, please! I picked it up, I didn't steal it, really, I picked it up from the trash in the tavern."

Keir raised his eyebrows, seeing that this guy's 'house' happened to be next to Rufu Wolf's house, maybe this guy could know something.

So Kiel took out a somewhat rusty iron coin from his pocket, flicked it with his fingers wearing cold gloves, and the coin flew into the gap of the opponent's shack.

"I don't bully you, look! I'll give you a coin, and I'll ask you something."

The sloppy man waited until the coins fell to the ground and stopped, and then saw through the gap in the shack that Kiel outside was not looking for him, and immediately grabbed the coins on the ground and put them in his arms.

"You ask, you ask."

"Has your shack been built here? How long has it been?"

Keel glanced at the dilapidated shack less than one meter high, and found that these things were made of various materials, most of which were put together from garbage that the villagers didn't want.

The scruffy man inside panicked when he heard Keel's words: "Are you a friend of Mr. Wolf? Please don't drive me away. Mr. Wolf has promised me to build a house here this winter. Really, spring Then I will move out!"

"You know the owner of the next room? Luf-Wolf?"

Keir glanced suspiciously at the man in the shack.

"Really, really, Mr. Worf is a good man. He allowed me to stay here, and recently rewarded me with some cloth he replaced. Although it was a **** cloth replaced by an injury on his hand, I After rubbing off the blood scabs, I can still wrap it around my body to keep warm. Really kind person, really kind person.”

Kiel's eyes lit up, he saw that there was no one at the entrance of the alley, and immediately took out another copper coin from his pocket.

But he said something else in his mouth: "Yes. But the cloth for the **** wound is still not clean. Here is the coin for you, the copper one. You take this coin and ask the villagers to replace it with some clean linen, and then Find something like chicken feathers to fill it in. No matter what it is, it is better than it is now. I will deal with those **** cloths for you."

"This." The sloppy man inside hesitated a bit. Although what Keir said was correct, the homeless man who was always bullied just looked at the copper coins in Kiel's hand and thought that Keir was making fun of him.

Seeing the other party's hesitation, Keel flicked his finger, and the coin flew in through the cracks of the other party's dilapidated shack again.

This time the sloppy man moved quickly, grabbing the copper coin before it stopped.

But as Keir coughed twice, he also reacted, and grabbed a triangular piece of gray and reddish cloth from under the clothes made of thick bark.

The sloppy man opened the wood chip blocking the door of the shack and handed the thing out.

With a look of disgust on his face, Kiel twisted up the rags with his gloved fingers, and simply rolled them into a small backpack on his back.

"Ask you something more. It's the same question from the beginning~www.readwn.com~ How long have you been building a shack here?"

Keel clapped his hands, then asked.

The scruffy man inside answered Kiel's question honestly this time.

"It's been a few days since I built it. When the weather just started to get cold, I saw no one passing by here in winter, so I moved the 'house' from the village pier. It's too cold by the lake in winter, and it's always windy."

This answer made Keir a little disappointed. The other party only lived here recently. It would be difficult to provide enough information about Worf's residence.

But he rolled his eyes, took out a coin and dangled it in front of the other party: "It seems that you are more familiar with this village, right? It just so happens that I am an outsider who just came to this village, and I plan to live in Wumihu Village recently. Do you have some interesting news about the village? Anything, you know, for a foreigner like me, just show some knowledge of the village, so that drinking and talking with people in the village tavern will not be a problem ridiculed by them."

Keir tried his best not to smile so falsely: "I will reward you with an iron coin for an interesting piece of news that no one else knows. How about it?"

Even so, the sloppy man hesitated: "Actually, I have only been here not long ago, and I don't have much news about the village. If you really want to ask for news, the east gate of the village is next to it, and the village militia inside must be well-informed."

Keir laughed: "They're too slick, I don't have enough money in my pocket for those guys to make up stories. But, I believe you won't lie to me, right?"

Ding sound.

Keel flicks coins into the sleazy man's shack.

"Let's talk about it first."

The sloppy man quickly grabbed the iron coin in his hand, and opened his mouth to come.