Woody was slightly stunned. After all, legendary gifts like this, which are limited to the scope of "city-state legends", usually reward some skill points and rarely increase attributes. His previous luck has surprised him enough, and this time the charm comes again.
?
If he didn't possess the memories of more than ten years ago in this body, he would even think that he was really the legendary destiny.
But it's normal if you think about it carefully. After all, this rumor has greatly improved the treatment of strangers with golden eyes, and it will make people subconsciously think of the rumors told by the bard.
This kind of subtle influence allows you to accept it and no longer reject a little alienation.
You must know that although Asenland is a continent where multiple races live together, various societies still exclude mixed races and other races.
This is why it was so surprising that the elves agreed to accept half-elves in addition to opening up trade.
The origin of the title "Golden Year" has a heavy weight behind it.
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Woody didn't struggle with charm for too long. The difference between 12 and 13 points didn't have much impact. At best, it was enough to recognize you in a crowd.
If you really want to rely on your reputation to make a living, it's all a monster with 20 points of charismatic charm. With that kind of affinity, ordinary people will be shocked at just one glance, and they will automatically develop a liking for you before even talking to them.
But this probably has nothing to do with Woody. At least before Legend, he did not intend to make himself too charming. You must know that sometimes being inconspicuous is really stable. If you look too eye-catching, you will not be the best in the adventure.
A good thing.
Although it is easy to trigger various tasks that you have never thought of during the process, in the eyes of enemy targets, your charm is like a beacon in the dark, and you will easily be listed as their first target.
.
This was not what he wanted.
Keeping a low profile is his code of conduct.
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Woody followed his moving legs and entered the winery, which was as bright as day. The rain had stopped.
It can be clearly seen that in addition to the refracted firelight on the wet bluestone on the ground, the scales of the sahuagin still remain.
The servants of the manor were cleaning up the traces of the war in the courtyard with buckets and brooms. There were also a bunch of workers repairing the gate that was damaged by the battle, and carriages came and went from time to time.
Hearing that the Earl of Palermo had arrived, Woody didn't know what to do immediately. It wouldn't be long before the news of his return would reach Aunt Susan's ears. Now he has returned.
Manor, he was not so anxious.
In other words, he was even anxious for a moment and a half. The bridges in the noble area and the dock area were still closed at this time. He wanted to buy livestock as soon as possible to find out who was behind the murder of the Edith family.
, at least until this morning.
But he didn't let him wait too long. Not long after he sat down on the remaining sofa in the hall, the rose tea brought by the servant was still piping hot, and Cromwell, the butler of Edith Manor, came to him.
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But before he could speak, crisp footsteps came from above his head, but the rhythm was chaotic, showing the owner's anxiety.
"Woody!"
It was as if she was Weilanduo who had just parted ways.
Her face was flushed, her eyelashes were trembling, and her breathing was rapid.
She fell asleep in her mother's room anxiously waiting for Woody's return, but when she was half asleep, she heard Cromwell's report again, which made her rush over immediately.
Thank the gods!
This is not a dream!
She took three steps at a time, two steps at a time, two steps at a time, and quickly descended more than ten flights of stairs, regardless of the flying hem of her skirt.
Before Woody could make a move, he threw himself into his arms. His little head with loose golden hair was buried directly in his chest. He was anxious at night due to the anxiety caused by waiting.
They all burst out at this moment.
"I knew that, cousin, you still remember our promise and you would not leave me and my mother behind!"
Apparently, before Woody disappeared into the night, and until the follow-up information was sent back, the whole manor was not happy at all because the sahuagin had retreated, and the gloom had dissipated.
After all, although the sahuagin were successfully repelled, the price was beyond their ability to bear...
It wasn't until the noble guards returned with the news that Woody was alive that the manor was filled with life again.
Weilanduo originally wanted to wait until Woody came back, but she didn't expect that an indescribable sleepiness made her fall asleep directly on her mother's bed. She didn't wake up again until she heard the name Woody.
The only thing Woody could do now was to smooth her messy blond hair with his hands, silently comfort her slightly excited heart, and exchange a few words in the process.
Woody also answered her questions in a rather relaxed tone, without mentioning a word about the dangers and difficulties of the trip.
After a while, Woody felt that time was almost up, so he patted her on the back.
"Okay, Weilanduo, your mother is waiting for me. I have to go up to find her. I will talk to you later."
"All right!"
After hearing Woody's words, Weilanduo, who gradually calmed down, obediently let go of her hand, but she was a little reluctant to let go.
Although Woody's clothes were half wet and half dry, she did not feel the slightest discomfort, but felt very relieved.
"Then you should go to bed early and remember to take a shower. I will ask the servant to prepare it and send it to your room."
"Yes, I will. You are probably tired tonight, so go to bed early."
Woody said goodbye and went to the second floor alone. The bodies of the sahuagins in the corridor had disappeared, the glass fragments and water stains and blood stains on the floor were also wiped away, and the carpets were replaced with new ones.
Woody walked slowly to the familiar door. The door was closed. He stepped forward and knocked gently. After waiting for a response from inside, he turned the handle and opened the door.
"You're back."
Susan Edith didn't have much worry in her words. It was obvious that she seemed to have full confidence in her nephew and was not as uneasy as Villando this time.
And her attire was no longer that of a noble lady who only wore pajamas before. At this time, she was wearing a gorgeous long skirt and stood in front of the window, seeming to observe the situation below the manor through here.
Gorgeous gold woven lace embellishes the snow-white spinning dress with flower patterns, shining under the lights.
But it was a bit out of place, but Woody was relieved considering that he had just received the Earl of Palermo, who had the most noble status.
However, due questions and warnings are still unavoidable, and Woody received some criticism from Susan Edith, who probably said that even if he has some skills, he cannot rush into the darkness alone.
Woody had no choice but to respond to this. The care of relatives is always criticized from the perspective of doing your best, and you can't even refute it.
But considering that he has only been away from this city for a few days, just keep talking about it, it will be difficult to think about it in the future.
"Earl Rees came just now."
"Yeah, I know." Woody nodded to show that he knew.
"Listen to Weilando, you're leaving, right?" Susan Edith's next sentence was a bit unreasonable.
Woody was slightly startled, but nodded.
"Um."
"Where to go?" she asked next.
"Northland."
"Would you like my motorcade to take you there?"
"No, I didn't go the same way as them. I took the road from Meisnelburg to Kovar Forest." Woody replied calmly.
In addition to shipping by sea, Susan Edith's wine industry also transports part of its wine to the far north via land, but they use the less risky "Shibei Trail."
It is said that a halfling businessman named Shibei opened a safe passage in the mountains, which can guarantee a 70% success rate.
However, the journey is tortuous and long. Generally, there are only three to four trips a year, and it takes about three months to check the weather.
If the memory is correct, about a year later, a red dragon leaving its nest will appear on that road, stopping there and wantonly plundering the wealth of business travelers, and also asking nearby towns to contribute sacrifices to it...
It was a waste of time to take that road for safety. Compared to the Shibei Trail, his shortcut was more time-saving and safer. But then again, that shortcut seemed to have been discovered by an aboriginal businessman. At that time, the player took it
The mission was widely publicized.
But the first group of businessmen who knew that shortcut were still making a lot of money in a short time.
In back-and-forth trade, time difference often represents money. If your goods can arrive at the required area earlier than other people's goods, then your price will have absolute pricing power before the next batch of goods arrives. After all, rare goods can be found...
If no subsequent events happened in Arsenrant, Woody really wouldn't mind spending an uneventful life in this quiet and peaceful plane.
It is not too difficult for him to make a fortune and become a legend, if he follows the steps.
"Crescent Mountains?" Susan Edith was a little confused when she heard Woody's words.
"There seems to be no road to the Northland there, unless you want to climb those peaks that are often four to five thousand meters high."
"I just heard a legend."
Woody did not go into too much detail on this point. After all, as far as Susan Edith knew, her nephew had basically never left her side in the past six years, let alone the Northland, and the scope of his activities was even small.
There are two lines from the manor to the college.
"Okay! Since you have an idea, I won't stop you." Susan Edith also showed a look of relief on her face, and then directly pointed out the topic.
"Count Reese gave me a lot of compensation, including the Palermo mansion, but I don't think you can use it."
"So I exchanged them for gold coins of equivalent value for you. Oh, and there is also a dimensional bag specially used to hold gold coins."
Susan Edith stepped forward and placed a small, compact silk bag with intricate patterns engraved on it into his hands.
Woody's consciousness flickered slightly.
"Five thousand gold coins, just a little more."
Feeling the space brought by this minimal space bag, Woody quickly estimated that the compensation was indeed quite generous.
This should be regarded as the most gold coins he has ever owned in the early stage.
He held it directly and put it in his pocket. Dimensional items cannot be stored in another dimensional item. When the time comes, he can just take the time to transfer it to a ring. Compared with a cloth bag, a dimensional ring is more stable.
He didn't want the dimensional bag to be damaged due to an oversight in the battle, and most of the gold coins inside would be fed into the mouth of the Void Rift.
Seeing that Woody accepted the offer without delay, Susan Edith breathed a sigh of relief. Originally, she had thought of some words to persuade him to accept the offer, but she didn't expect it to be so easy...
After this incident was over, she had one less knot in her heart, but there was still a lingering irritation in her heart.
After all, the price brought by this wealth is that the Edith family cannot publicize what happened to their family, and they cannot openly arrest and find the real culprit behind the scenes.
Although they can rely on the power of the church, do the people behind the scenes really not consider the power of the church? Maybe they have prepared a "counterspell" for themselves, and they dare to carry out sneak attacks on the noble areas, or they are desperadoes.
, or he is a thoughtful person, both of which are difficult to deal with.
But what she didn't expect was that her nephew seemed to have guessed what she was thinking and spoke to her directly.
"Well, by the way, aunt, I found some clues this time I went out."
"Um?"
"About the man who manipulated the sahuagin to attack the manor."
"What……?"
Woody did not hide it, the main purpose of coming here was to tell her the news he learned from Angelina.
As expected, surprise appeared on Susan Edith's face, and it took her almost a few seconds to understand how important the news brought by Woody was.
"In that case, we only need to investigate the recent surge in livestock purchases and the ships that transport livestock to sea to know which group of guys are plotting against us!"
Susan Edith was thinking seriously, and her eyes became brighter and brighter as she thought about it.
After all, if what Woody said is true, then the real culprit behind the scenes is likely to find out the truth in the handwriting of the tax collector at the dock tomorrow morning.
The dock tax officers who are responsible for transporting all ships out to sea know all the goods loaded on the ship, including some contraband.
"I understand, Woody, you can go back and rest first, and leave the rest to me."
After a while, Susan Edith called Cromwell and asked him to prepare the carriage, then turned to Woody and said.
Woody naturally had no objections, nodded and left, planning to go back to rest and get up tomorrow morning to observe the situation. If there are no problems, then he can prepare for a long journey.
But when his back left the corridor, Susan Edith, who was standing at the door of the room, turned back and closed the door.
This time she spoke to the empty room with a hint of sadness in her voice.
"This is his and my sister's child. Are you satisfied, Yudit?"
"You promised me... that you would never disturb them."
There was silence for a while in the huge study room, and after a while, a long sigh sounded.
"I know...but, I just went to have a meeting...the child is so old..."
