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Volume 1 Chapter 120 Hope that the son will become a dragon and return home in glory

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    Chapter 120 Hope your son will become a dragon and return home in fine clothes

    Except for major festivals and ceremonies, daily life in small rural villages is mostly busy and dull.  But for the villagers of Fasta Village, today seems to be an exception.

    The lunch break at noon has passed for a while, and the farmers have continued to be busy in the fields. The serfs have also been summoned by the foreman to enter the vineyards and wineries to work again.  However, many people seem to be a little absent-minded when working, and there are obviously more mistakes than usual.  Normally, the grumpy foreman would have pointed at their noses and reprimanded them harshly, but today the guy seemed to be a different person, turning a blind eye to the failure of responsibility in front of him, sitting there with blank eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

    Since Orion Old Hans dragged his injured body back to the village exhausted, the news about the goblins and kobold patrols from his mouth spread throughout the village not long after.  After so many years of getting along with fellow villagers, gossip and rumors spread very quickly, let alone the truth.  Even if the village chief tried his best to conceal the news and try to appease people's hearts, it didn't have much effect.

    There are monsters around the village!  While most of the villagers were in panic, a small number of people inevitably had other ideas.  For these people, I really don¡¯t know whether this news should be considered good or bad.  Although it sounds strange to say this, after all, the existence of monsters undoubtedly threatens the safety of the village, but on the other hand, it also provides another source of income for these passionate men who are eager to escape from the endless repetitive daily work.

    Most of the villagers still clearly remember that nearly twenty years ago, their previous lord, Baron Grabeau, had summoned a large number of militiamen.  Under the leadership of the knights, they assisted several groups of powerful adventurers invited by the old baron to thoroughly sweep the old baron's territory from south to north and captured a large number of foreign slaves.  At that time, many people saw for the first time the ugly appearance of the evil monsters in various fairy tales and legends, and even ended the lives of these monsters with their own hands.  Several tribes of goblins and kobolds, and even a few small ogre and troll settlements, were slaughtered.

    In this era, one of the main reasons why farmers attached themselves to lords was because a powerful enough lord had the ability to protect his people, whether from hostile forces or greedy and violent monsters.  in hand.  Land and population are the cornerstones of the existence of the ruling class.  Any lord with a right mind, no matter how evil or cruel he is, would never allow his people to be on the edge of danger all the time.  And the old Baron Grabeau, who had been able to fight against the heroic Baron Wamborn for decades, would certainly not be such a fool.

    The vast majority of lords will conduct a large-scale raid every once in a while.  Through such regular actions, they can drive away threats that may be encountered in the future, thereby effectively gathering the loyalty of the people in the territory. The effect achieved is far better than distributing large amounts of food and old clothes during festivals.

    In Dravel, every adult man is theoretically obliged to serve his lord for three months without pay.  If farmers, as free men, could at least pay a heavy military service replacement tax to escape the bloody war in the forest, by contrast, serfs, who were almost equal to the private property of the nobles, had no choice at all.  During the off-season every year, they must receive the most basic military training.  Once a war breaks out, they must prepare their own equipment, or receive a simple spear from their master, and step onto the battlefield to face their unknown fate calmly.

    It is not difficult to imagine that some families lost their important pillars in the raids, leaving behind grieving widows and children waiting for food.  However, few people will resent the old baron who took the initiative to initiate the sweep, because this kind of tragedy that happens every moment is a normal thing in Delaware.  The sacrifices of these militiamen are not just out of pure obligation, but also to protect the safety of their respective families.  On the other hand, a pension that is better than nothing is also an important factor in temporarily erasing the grief of families who have lost a loved one.

    Free men who have received the most basic military training and voluntarily joined the militia can be paid a silver dime a day, which can be considered a pretty good treatment in the countryside.  You know, the salary of those professional mercenaries who join the mercenary army, fight for employers who change at any time, and make money with their own lives is only double this price.  These days, most farmers rarely have the opportunity to touch a gold coin with their own hands. Many of them have only a few dozen silver coins in their entire life savings.  In this remote countryside, copper coins are the most common currency in circulation - of course, this is after ignoring the barter transactions in more cases.

    In addition, every time a goblin or kobold is killed,? And cut off its left ear and hand it over as evidence, and the militiamen can also receive additional bounties.  If you are lucky and can capture the enemy, the reward will be even higher.  Since some lords are willing to use these relatively cheap monsters to open up wasteland and mine instead of human slaves, although the profit is not huge, there will always be some slave traders who don't mind doing a few businesses.  As for the tall and powerful ogres and the almost unkillable trolls, that is not a feat that the militiamen can expect to obtain.  Only experienced adventurers and knights in shining armor can kill such terrifying monsters, and it is even more difficult to capture them alive.

    The elders in the village all know that the hunter, Old Hans, was exempted from his status as a serf by the old baron because of his contribution in the last big sweep. Only then was he able to buy a private farm with the generous bounty he received.  , built a house, and after working hard, I still had the energy to go hunting for some pocket money. I don¡¯t know how nourishing my life was.

    There are such examples before. It is conceivable that after learning that there are goblins around the village, those guys who are not afraid of death will inevitably have their thoughts and hope that the new lord will soon select militiamen from the village and set off.  Destroy the goblins.  Only a few people noticed that for some unknown reason, the messenger who went to the lord's castle for help returned to the village early not long after leaving.

    Of course, not everyone in Fasta Village is paying attention to the development of this matter.  For example, the owner of the grocery store, Father Malone, was lying on a wooden chair under the shade of a tree in front of his house to enjoy the coolness with his eyes half closed and his stomach bulging leisurely. It seemed that he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

    "Those who can obtain permission from the lord to do business in the village are undoubtedly free citizens with a clean background and some spare money in their pockets.  Speaking of which, Malong was originally an independent trader who happened to pass by Fasta Village following the joint caravan. But maybe it was a little joke made by the god of love. The middle-aged single man somehow suddenly fell in love with a young man in the village.  The girl met her eyes.  After successfully obtaining the lord's consent with some rare goods from far away, he opened this grocery store, then married the girl and settled down.  In the past twenty years, he has been completely integrated into the life of the village.

    In the eyes of most simple villagers, Malong, who has rich experience in traveling around the world, can skillfully deal with the vendors, and manages the shop in an orderly manner, is already considered a successful person.  But maybe due to the influence of the times and culture, or maybe just out of jealousy, although the prices of the goods sold in Malong's store have always been reasonable and fair, there are still some villagers who still can't understand that they can earn money without hard work.  A businessman with a lot of money secretly called him a "damn vampire".  Malone's two sons were ostracized by some children because of this. They were bullied a lot for no apparent reason and suffered a lot.

    Malone was actually very clear about everything that happened behind the scenes.  He traveled around a lot and saw a lot, and he was very smart, but he never took it to heart.  Not long ago, the new lord sent someone to the village to recruit a bodyguard, and Malone inspired his youngest son Ete to sign up with just a few words.  What father doesn¡¯t want his son to be successful in the future?  Being able to work for a magician lord is really an excellent opportunity.  As for his son's life safety, in Malone's opinion, due to the appearance of the two magicians from the Wamborn family, the Grabo family has long since lost their chance.  A tragic war is unlikely to happen for a long time, and the rest is fate.  Even if he really couldn't become a guard, he still hoped that his son's somewhat weak character could take this opportunity to change.  Some time ago, people who were eliminated one after another received money and returned to the village, but his youngest son stayed safely in the castle, obviously qualified.  Therefore, Mr. Malone was in a happy mood and his life became more and more comfortable.

    ¡°Dad¡ªDaddy Malone¡ª¡±

    The tender childish voice woke Malon out of his daze. When he opened his eyes in a daze, it was Little Buck, the pigherd in the village, riding on the back of the leading pig, waving and shouting to him from a distance.

    "Little guy, why are you calling daddy? There's nothing delicious for daddy today." Malone stood up and laughed.  Little Buck is very cute and sensible.  Occasionally when he was in a good mood, Malone would always throw some candy canes for the little guy to eat, and the little guy became very amiable to him.

    "What? I don't just know how to eat." Little Buck raised his head and hummed twice, pretending to be angry.  Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Father Malon smiling even more happily, and the little guy had no choice but to say honestly, "Dad, I just saw Brother Ete!"

    "Etter? Etter is back?" Malone was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. He stood up from the chair and said nonstop, "Where is this kid now? Why doesn't he come home? This time I  He must be taught a lesson!""Brother Ete went to the village elder's house, and there were a lot of people with him. If he hadn't waved to me, I almost didn't recognize him." Little Buck's eyes lit up and he said quickly, "Ete  Brother Te was wearing impressive armor, and so were the others. They all looked very majestic! However, their clothes were all dyed red, and it looked like blood had been spattered on them. I secretly asked the village chief's servant,  She said that the village chief had just greeted a lot of people and several cars, and he went out with Brother Aite."

    "Is itimpossible? This is too fast" Malon was a little shocked and didn't say anything for a while.

    After a while, Malon gradually regained his composure. He took some candies from home and finally sent away Little Buck, who insisted on waiting for Etter to come back so he could touch his armor.

    After that, the entire afternoon was spent in excitement and anticipation.  After learning the news that her youngest son was back, Mrs. Malone excitedly prepared his favorite pork sausage as if it were a holiday.

    After it got dark, Malone's eldest son, Ace, counted the accounts and closed the store.  Mrs. Malone lit candles, and the family sat at the table and chatted, but her eyes drifted to the half-open wooden door from time to time.

    "I'm back¡ª¡ª"

    Just as the candles on the candlestick were about to burn out, the familiar voices of Malone and his wife finally came from the door.  With a slight sound of metal friction, the wooden door was gently pushed open. An honest-looking young man leaned his halberd against the wall and opened his arms with a smile.

    "My son! Ouch" Mrs. Malone couldn't bear it. She was the first to rush forward and hugged the young man, but she couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

    "I'm sorry, Mom. I forgot that I was still wearing armor" Etter took off his helmet and put it on the cabinet nearby, preparing to take off his equipment immediately.

    "Don't - let us take a good look first." Mrs. Malone smiled and stopped her youngest son's movements, "Well, he is such a handsome young man!"

    Ace, who was at the table, also quickly stepped forward, curiously looking at the equipment on Eter's body, with obvious envy on his face.  He is the eldest son and will have the right to inherit the family grocery store in the future, so he did not sign up for the previous recruitment.  But now that he saw his brother's outfit that looked so valuable at first sight, he almost regretted it.

    "Dad, look! I dare say that with all the savings of our family, we can't even afford this breastplate." Ace smacked his lips, turned to Malone and shouted, "Look at this.  The patternthe spray paintah, this shoulder strap is still made of satin, and it should cost at least a dozen silver coins. Our new lord is a bit too generous, he is truly a magician! It seems that the legend says  They are richer than the king, maybe it¡¯s true.¡±

    "Okay, stop talking so much!" Mrs. Malone pushed her eldest son away, took Etter's arm, and asked with a smile, "Are you hungry? Come, let's eat first."

    "No, Mom, I ate at the village chief's house." Et asked Mrs. Malone to sit down on the bench, waving her hands and explained, "We have gained a lot today. Lady Isabel held a grand celebration banquet.  I came back after asking for leave. The village chief is probably almost exhausted, and he doesn¡¯t know where to hide and cry now.¡±

    "What did you do today?" Malon asked with a smile as he looked at his little son with a completely new temperament in front of him with satisfaction.

    "The two adults led us to raid the monster tribe in the forest outside the village and seized several carts of goods, probably left behind by the merchants who were robbed by them." Recalling the exciting scene earlier, Ete  He couldn't help but feel a little elated, and said proudly, "By the way, I have some good news for you! I have been appointed as the captain of the first team of the escort team, and now I am in charge of a whole team. Moreover, when the training period is over, I will  My salary will increase from fifty silver coins per month to sixty."

    "My God! This is not a small amount." Mrs. Malone took a breath and said in surprise, "Our new lord is really generous!"

    "Master Sebastian doesn't seem to care much about things in the territory. I heard from the seniors in the castle that Miss Isabel is in charge." Etter scratched his head and said, "And she seems to have been very interested in the development of the territory.  He looks distressed. But this time we have recaptured a lot of goods, and once we sell them all, the family's finances should be much better."

    "The rich lady of the Wamborn family? I really didn't expect" Malon squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.  After a while, his eyes fell on his youngest son, and he smiled proudly, "It seems that this eldest lady appreciates you quite a bit."

    "Of course! Miss Isabel is the most perfect woman I have ever seen."?No one can compare to her!  "Ete puffed up his chest proudly, and spoke with great energy, "I swore to the goddess Wojin that even if I sacrifice my life, I will ensure the safety of the eldest lady!  "

    What a silly boy!  He is a magician who can kill ogres single-handedly, so why do he really need the protection of half-hearted guards like you Malon laughed dumbly, but he was unwilling to break his youngest son's beautiful love with his mouth.  dream.  Maybe the young lady took a fancy to her son's silly loyalty.

    "In that case" Malon lowered his head and thought for a moment, as if he had made up his mind. Suddenly he looked at Etter seriously and said slowly, "Tomorrow morning, tell Miss Wamborn for me about the matter.  Regarding the future development of her territory, I have very important things to talk to her about directly.¡±

    "Old man, are you too happy and confused" After hearing this, not only Ace and Etter, but also Mrs. Malone stared at her husband in stunned silence, as if she didn't know this man, "That way  Why are you meddling in such a big thing?"

    "No, I feel very relieved to see what Aite is like now. From the bottom of my heart As for Ace, he has abilities, but he lacks courage. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to have a big future in the future" Malon sighed softly.  A voice with a complicated tone.  Ignoring the eldest son's muttering of dissatisfaction, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said word by word as if he was making up his mind: "I am already old. If I can still give you brothers  If the two of them leave anything behind, then, maybe, this is the last chance in my life"

    The three people around him stared blankly at the head of the family who suddenly became a bit strange, and were speechless for a long time.
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