Chapter 202 When [Brave] walks out of [New Village]
"Okay, this is the last one."
Rations and water bags, the best iron sword in the village, a set of civilian clothes, some modest gold coins and a few scattered gems...
I can't tell what's special about it at all. It looks like an ordinary traveler's package. I don't know why I need to emphasize preparation.
The only thing that was a little different was that it was prepared according to Ning Feng's special request, a handwritten letter printed with Charlie's family crest, a church emblem representing Charlie's pastoral status, and a ring representing the Charlie family's aristocratic status.
Charlie checked and organized the prepared things again, carefully placed them in the package, and hung the iron sword on the horse's back and put it away.
The sound of the door lock opening sounded, and Ning Feng's voice came from the room:
"Ready? I'll come down and get it, just a moment."
Crunchy.
The squeeze caused by stepping on the wooden board echoed in the room. Ning Feng arranged his makeup and walked out of the room.
"Sir, you have changed..."
The linen clothes that were originally stained with wolf blood and looked a little shabby were changed into elegant and rigorous aristocratic clothes, with a black hood and cloak on the outside.
After putting on clothes unique to the Dark Ages, Ning Feng, who had adjusted his temperament, no longer looked modern.
As for his slightly modified face, the gentle smile that originally hung at the corner of his mouth became a lot faker, revealing a kind of arrogance.
The dark eyes behind the monocle are like abyss, hiding jest and more arrogant emotions.
Tall and handsome, with black hair and eyes, an exotic and mysterious look, and an arrogant temperament exuding from him.
Regardless of his expression or temperament, he looked exactly like an exotic nobleman who lived a carefree life in the dark ages and would go hunting with his hounds in his free time.
"What's wrong? Why don't you speak?"
Lifting his gloves, Ning Feng adjusted the position of the monocle on his left eye and smiled at Charlie who was standing there blankly:
"How's it going? Does it still fit?"
This is more than just a good fit!
Shaking his head and nodding again, Charlie exhaled softly and said with emotion:
"It's perfect! With such a temperament, you are indeed from a noble family."
Great noble?
Ning Feng chuckled and shook his head, as if he acquiesced and did not answer.
Unfortunately.
In today's society, there is no such thing anymore.
Those customs and classes ended long ago with the end of the Dark Ages.
If there really is a situation where a single force can affect the situation of the war, how many strong men will succumb to the so-called feudal ethics?
Not to mention, members like Ning Feng from large awakened organizations such as the Watchers don't have much respect for the Silver Council.
Even if you maintain respect, it is for the strength of the other party, not for those classes who look backward.
The days when one could do whatever they wanted just by one's birth status are long gone.
Now, it all depends on strength.
not to mention……
Even among those who call themselves "nobles", how many of them are truly worthy of the title of great nobility?
Ning Feng disdained the title of noble, but it was indeed a very useful status in this dark age.
What he is imitating now is adding his own insights to the temperament of Sophie whom he has met once.
"Sir, do you have any profound meaning in preparing these things?"
After enduring for a while, Charlie couldn't help but asked about the confusion in his heart.
He had to care that Ning Feng represented the only variable and placed all her hopes on it.
Deep meaning?
After thinking about what he had to do next, Ning Feng nodded meaningfully.
"Of course, but I can't reveal the details to you."
Although there are some of those, there are not many.
It's really not because I don't trust you.
But I haven’t thought about it yet!
Be confident!
How can there be a person who has calculated everything clearly from the beginning?
If there is one, I really want to see it.
He must have lived a very hard life.
Staring into Charlie's eyes sincerely, Ning Feng did not escape at all, and said frankly:
"The more I talk, the smaller the chance of success will be."
Although he was looking for excuses to evade, Ning Feng's words were not all lies.
This is a world where gods exist, and at this moment, Star Chaser is still under the influence of the realm of gods.
Ning Feng didn't know whether he would be noticed by "him", and he didn't know what state the final enemy was in, but the necessary vigilance was still needed.
"……Understood."
Ning Feng walked to the horse and raised his hand to stroke its mane.
This is the best horse in the village.
Feeling being touched, Baima shook his head impatiently and looked at Ning Feng.
And Ning Feng naturally met its turned eyes.
Some people say that being looked at by the eyes of animals will make you feel frightened because of their dull eyes.
Some people may look away because of fear, but Ning Feng is not that kind of person.
He chose to look back and show his kind smile.
Stroking the white horse's mane, he gently whispered in its ear:
"Good boy, don't make trouble."
It's like trying to persuade an ignorant child with good intentions.
"Otherwise, you will die."
White Horse:!!!
Even though he couldn't understand the other person's words, Bai Ma still felt the murderous intention from the other person's body for a moment.
Truly cruel and malicious!
"Be obedient...well, you're so obedient."
Watching Baima lower his head with satisfaction, Ning Feng nodded to Charlie:
"Now that everything is ready, I'll set off."
There was no crowd to see him off, and there was no scene of tearful reluctance. Ning Feng turned over and jumped onto the tall horse.
The sun shone down from Ning Feng's back, casting a shadow over his face.
Feeling inexplicably uneasy, Charlie subconsciously spoke:
"grown ups……"
There was a pause, but Charlie finally asked the question in his heart:
"Will you succeed?"
Can it really be done?
"Will do."
Without any hesitation, Ning Feng nodded naturally and smiled at the uneasy priest:
"It will definitely be done."
This is his promise.
Staring at Ning Feng, Charlie found that even though he was covered in darkness, Ning Feng's eyes were particularly bright and dazzling in the darkness.
"Then... I wish you good luck."
"Um."
Holding the reins and gently pulling back, Ning Feng lightly clamped his legs and said softly:
"Walk."
Xilulu...
Lili let out a shout, and the white horse took steps in response to Ning Feng's command.
Da da da.
Facing Ning Feng's retreating figure, Charlie did not see him off again, but stopped at the entrance of the courtyard and watched him go away.
After a long time, he finally stopped waiting and walked slowly back to the room.
For some reason, Charlie walked back to the church habitually towards the confessional.
When he reacted, his hand was already on the door handle.
With just a gentle push, you will be back to your previous days.
Continue to repent of your sins day after day and hope for God's forgiveness and nothing will change.
"What save our heroes..."
"It's just an excuse."
"That young man just wanted to protect himself and leave. He lied to me."
The complicated thoughts were particularly wild at this moment, attacking like a raging wave Charlie's will, which should have been as fragile as a mortal.
"…………"
Shaking his head to dispel these messy thoughts, Charlie regained his composure.
After hesitating for a moment, he did not enter the listening position, but sat in the room of the redeemer on the other side.
Sitting in a confined space where no one was watching, Charlie's shoulders relaxed and he slowly closed his eyes.
"Hope... you can fulfill your promise."
"Let us usher in the real end."
After a long time, now the faith has become decayed and broken.
Is what Charlie really wants, as he said, to live for the villagers?
Maybe there is.
But it definitely doesn't support him to move forward as he said.
th.
Now that his endless anger has subsided after a long time, he doesn't even have much hatred for the gods.
He longs for death.
Charlie hopes to truly obtain a death that allows him to completely rest in peace.
He is really tired.
He hopes that someone can cut off this long-cherished wish that has been entangled for thousands of years.
Charlie pinned his hope on a mysterious traveler with whom he only had contact for one night.
From him, he felt a different feeling.
That's an intuition.
Perhaps, all this can really come to an end here.
"Just wait a little longer."
This time, he didn't meditate.
Extremely exhausted, he fell into a dream in the room of the Redeemer, leaning against the wooden door panel.
A long-awaited dream.
And his body also changed slightly in the darkness.
The breath of death sometimes disappears...now appears.
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And not long after Ning Feng set off from Gray Water Town on horseback, he went to the room where he had knocked and opened a gap silently.
Behind the door, a voyeuristic gaze quietly watched his retreating figure.
The voice hiding behind the door watched Ning Feng go away in silence, not showing up until his figure completely disappeared.
"…………"
Just observing, analyzing with a critical eye, thinking about his hidden true meaning.
"How did he change his disadvantages?"
How does a person walk out of the undead priest's room intact?
"What were those wails and roars that came from the room last night?"
"How did they get into the relationship they have now?"
The respectful look of the others did not seem to be bewitched.
"…………"
not understand.
There are secrets hidden in this person, and the more you try to discover, the more you will discover.
Endless.
"...You have to keep up with him to understand more."
The door crack opened wider, and a somewhat thin body squeezed out.
Without being noticed by anyone else, this figure avoided all eyes in the village, hiding in the shadows everywhere and walked out.
Silently following the horse's hoof prints, he also left Graywater Town.
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Walking on the cultivated forest path, Ning Feng let the white horse move forward on its own. The map had already existed in his mind. He only needed to correct the direction of the horse's head when necessary.
He was crossing his arms and thinking about a very serious question:
"As a fledgling warrior, what should I do?"
good question!
Unilaterally shouldering the arduous mission of saving the fate of these poor people, Ning Feng still has some sense of mission in him.
But unfortunately, Jia Silin's family is not a very humane operation.
When Ning Feng took the initiative to change the card from galgame to rpg, the other party did not change the task prompt very thoughtfully.
Not to mention a large amount of backpack space that can be stacked, there are not even the most basic task tips and guidelines.
"What a garbage operation."
After swallowing this meaningless complaint, Ning Feng did not take the initiative to provoke him out of boredom.
You are being watched, and your every move will be interpreted and recorded.
There are things you can do, but you don't need to do.
"After a whole day, the intensity of the competition itself is not high, so the other contestants should be able to gradually adapt to the rhythm now, right?"
It's really a pity that I was trapped by Charlie for one night and I didn't have much chance to advance.
"Besides, Graywater Town should be a special map."
The village is so quiet at night, there is still a fourth-level undead priest who realizes the reality of the world, and most importantly, there are no other contestants at all.
This is very strange. Even if the distribution is even, there will definitely be more than just Ning Feng and another mysterious acquaintance in Graywater Town.
"It seems that my birth point is not very good. This means I lost at the starting line."
Come to think of it, the other contestants must have already made a killing.
I envy them so much!
They are definitely not like me. Now I can only hold the [Village Good Sword] cheated from the novice village and ride the [Village Good Horse].
They must all be dressed in divine costumes and start a fierce fight to the death.
If you listen to the previous announcements, the number of people has decreased so quickly, and you can know how brutally they fought.
"You are too cruel and barbaric."
"It's not good to fight and kill. This is not good."
Ning Feng did not intend to get involved in their fight. Ning Feng did not go for the championship and did not want to use some crooked ways to win.
After receiving the final mission from Charlie, he just wants to walk through the mission process quietly and experience the plot of this world.
"Ordinary people, awakened ones, dark ages, gods... I always feel like the Jia Silin family is playing some big game."
I can’t think about it in detail. Once I think about it, I feel that everything in this Star Chaser match can be over-interpreted.
"However, this has nothing to do with me. I'm just a watchman who comes to travel and spend time."
As long as I don't cause trouble and you have no reason to cause trouble to me, everything will be fine for everyone.
Whoosh!!!
Um!?
The sound of an arrow cutting through the air came. The moment before he was about to be shot, Ning Feng turned over and dismounted, avoiding the hidden arrow.
Using the body of the white horse to block his sight, Ning Feng pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword.
Sneak attack...
This is really a tree trying to be quiet but the wind is not stopping.
You want peace, but others may not be happy with it.
Peering across the way, Ning Feng quickly spotted seven or eight figures emerging from the woods without concealment.
"Oh~"
Looking at the attire on the other side, Ning Feng said in sudden realization.
It turned out to be a monster!
"Sure enough, the agreed-upon first battle should be like this."
Looking at the assailants holding knives who were pushing against the tree trunk to block the road, Ning Feng nodded clearly.
"I was wrong. Jia Silin's family, I wrongly blamed you!"
Don’t you know this very well?
A fledgling hero should not directly challenge the Demon King's Castle, so he should practice with some bandit gangsters.
So right!
The bandit with huge scars on his face smiled ferociously at Ning Feng who walked out from behind the white horse, raised his knife and shouted:
"Stop! Get rid of..."
Clang!
But before he finished speaking, Ning Feng took the lead and drew his sword!
Smiling politely, Ning Feng pushed up his monocle and smiled at the seven or eight people opposite him:
"Please take the initiative to hand over everything you have on you."
His smiling eyes showed excitement, and he spoke softly: