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On the way to Äußerst, the City of Magic.
Only the last Village remained.
Yulian looked at the outline of the Village appearing at the end of the snowfield ahead, a smile appearing on his face.
Tonight, they would stay in the Village for a night.
Have a good meal and rest for a night.
Once tomorrow morning arrived, they could take the carriage from the Village to Äußerst.
They wouldn't have to rely on their own feet to walk through this world of ice and snow anymore.
"I didn't expect there to be a Village in such a remote place..." Fern said.
Fern had taken medicine yesterday and slept comfortably for a night, her cold much better.
She was now standing beside Yulian, looking at the distant Village and sighing with emotion.
"I didn't expect it to have become a small Village..." Mistress Frieren muttered, feeling the changes brought by time.
"I remember there were only a few households when I passed by before."
"How long ago was 'before'...?"
Stark's mouth twitched.
The time Frieren mentioned as "before" seemed not simple.
"It was just before, um..."
"Decades or a hundred years ago?"
Frieren bit her lower lip uncertainly and thought for a moment.
Then she rolled her eyes at Stark again.
"It wasn't that long ago!"
"She really is an old woman..."
Stark was covered in sweat.
His words stirred up a thousand waves.
Frieren immediately stared at Stark, pouting.
"This is the second time."
"Don't call me an old woman."
"I will really get angry."
"Mr. Stark is so rude!"
Fern couldn't help but speak out to accuse Stark.
How could he call Frieren an old woman!
She's so cute!
Yulian nodded in agreement again.
Someone so cute being called an old woman was indeed too much.
"My mistake, my mistake~"
Seeing that even Fern had come out to accuse him.
Stark quickly raised his hands in surrender.
"Fern is the best."
Seeing this, Frieren happily hugged Fern.
A smile appeared on her face.
=ω=
"Let's go."
Yulian couldn't help but laugh, covering his mouth slightly.
He urged them to set off again.
After walking for a while.
Within a few minutes, everyone reached the entrance of the Village.
But...
"Something seems wrong?"
Fern carefully took half a step back.
In front of them were villagers holding various farm tools, cautiously on guard.
"Could it be that Stark doesn't look like a good person?"
Frieren couldn't figure out the situation.
She could only look at Stark, who had a scar on his head.
"Why me again!"
Stark felt somewhat wronged.
He hadn't had a good time these past few days.
He took the blame when he should, and acted as a tool person when he should, he had been very diligent, alright!
"I don't think so."
Yulian interrupted Frieren's unfounded guess.
He stared intently at the villagers opposite.
"Could it be that there are bandits or something else nearby?"
"And they saw the axe Stark was carrying, so they took us for bad guys?"
After thinking for a moment.
Yulian came to an answer, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"No!"
"Mr. Yulian!"
Stark was on the verge of tears.
Just a second ago, he was moved that Yulian stood up to explain for him.
But then he got this in the next second!
It was a good thing Stark wasn't from Mr. Yulian's world.
Otherwise, he would definitely say something like—Bah, how annoying!
"Cough, cough..." Yulian naturally noticed his inappropriateness.
But he really could only think of this answer.
"How about this..." Yulian took a breath.
"Stark, you put away your axe first, and I'll go ask what's going on?"
While Yulian was talking here, the villagers there were not idle either.
"Are these really the people?"
Yesterday, the old woman who gathered herbs in the Village ran back in a hurry to tell everyone that a group of bandits who were fighting among themselves had arrived near the Village.
The bandit leader killed people and buried bodies.
Even the mushrooms she had painstakingly gathered were stolen.
At first, everyone didn't believe it.
But unexpectedly, today, people matching the old woman's description actually showed up!
A white-haired elf girl.
Don't underestimate her!
She looked kind and gentle, but in reality, she was a ruthless character who didn't even bat an eye when killing her companions!
Undoubtedly the bandit leader!
As for the others?
The others should be her subordinates.
A man with a scarred face, a strange man in a white robe, and a seemingly gentle girl.
Although among those few, apart from the red-haired man with a scar carrying an axe, they didn't look fierce.
But wasn't that also the case with the bandit leader?
"Be careful if a fight breaks out later!"
The Village chief leaned on his cane, saying from behind the villagers, trembling.
"Don't be afraid, Village..." "We have a lot of people!"
Several strong young men firmly replied from the front.
However, those big men were very vigilant.
What are bandits?
People who kill without batting an eye!
Expecting these farmers who had only killed chickens to fight and kill them?
Probably quite a few people would die later...
"Um..." After Yulian told Stark to put away his axe, he stepped forward.
"Don't come closer!"
Just this simple action made the villagers tense up.
"I'm not a bad person..." "Um, they are not bad people either."
Yulian raised his hands, obediently standing between the two groups of people.
Seeing that he wasn't yelled at again after explaining.
Yulian tentatively said a few more words.
"Can you tell me why you are so resistant to outsiders?"
"Are there any roaming bandits nearby recently?"
"Don't come any closer!"
The villagers chattered and discussed for a while.
Seeing Yulian approach a bit more, their expressions became nervous.
"Quick, go ask the old woman to come and see."
This was the result of their discussion just now.
After all, they had even put down their weapons.
Coming over with bare hands like this indeed didn't look like bad people.
However, it's always wise to be cautious.
The villagers were still very nervous.
"Then I can't just stand here and wait, can I?"
Yulian slumped his body, looking slightly helpless.
He prepared to turn around and go back.
Fern had just recovered from a cold.
She couldn't be in the wind for too long.
At most, they would just stay in a wooden cabin again today.
Villagers' homes weren't necessarily better.
The reason they wanted to stay in the Village for a night was just to easily inquire about the carriage to Äußerst departing tomorrow.
"Don't leave!"
But now that Yulian wanted to leave, he wasn't allowed either.
"Not cool, guys, what do you mean?"
Not allowed in, not allowed to leave either?
Yulian turned back around unhappily, looking at the person who shouted.
The person who shouted just now was a half-grown young man.
He was holding a mop and looking at Yulian with what seemed like full hostility.
"I, you..."
The young man saw Yulian speaking to him.
He stammered for a moment.
"We went to ask the old woman..." "You guys wait a little longer."
Seeing this, a middle-aged man walked out and said to Yulian.
"If you are not that group of criminals..." "You can enter the Village."
"Is that so."
Yulian looked back at Frieren.
Seeing the latter nod.
Yulian also simply stood there and waited.
After standing for a while.
Seeing a few more people walking from the Village not far away.
Yulian looked at the many villagers with sincere eyes and spoke.
"We are really good people."
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