Early next morning.
It was just getting light when the white deer rode a wild boar and led several elk to knock on the door outside the yard.
After delivering the elk to Yarrow, she only said, "I'm going to build a shelter," and left in a hurry.
"Are you so anxious?"
Facing the cool morning breeze and watching the white deer gradually disappear into the forest, Yaro breathed a few times and murmured: "I thought I could sleep in today."
Not so, Yaro wouldn't have meditated for that long last night, nor would he have consumed that much mental energy.
Since the white deer was fine, Yaro didn't waste any time. He covered himself with a linen coat, washed himself briefly, and then put the reins on several elk.
Lan'er Village is just a small village in a remote corner, and this place is not marked on Yarrow's map.
There are generally very few roads leading to the outside world in small places. This village only has one road extending outward, which should be the road leading to the town.
However, a single estimate was not safe, so Yaro planned to ask a few passing villagers for directions when walking out.
When Yaro passed by the farmland of the village in a deer cart, with the help of his sharp facial features, he was surprised to hear several villagers discussing with indignation.
"...There was always a shadow of someone at my window last night, and I just realized that I lost my hoe!"
"Stealing? No way? I've heard that they like to eat human flesh, and they like to eat a small piece of meat from their stomachs."
"They steal. Not only do they steal things, they even have a curse on them. Wherever they go, they will be unlucky!"
"Isn't that right? I tripped over a stone when I went out today. I must have been cursed by him too!"
"I know this! Do you know what happened to me the day before he came?"
"What happened?"
"I was washing clothes by the creek that day, and a vortex actually appeared in front of me. The vortex lasted for a long time, but as soon as I left, the vortex disappeared. This was the goddess of the stream giving me a warning!"
"No, you've already left. How do you know that the vortex has disappeared? Besides, isn't it normal for vortices to appear in the water?"
"...You are still young, you don't understand."
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Yarrow: "..."
Who is this talking about?
Are you talking about me?
After all - I seem to be the only one who came to this village?
Listening to these ignorant words, Yaro was not only not angry, but even analyzed them with interest.
They seemed to be talking about the kind of dogs that passed by would be slapped twice, rats would be dug out and beaten to death, earthworms would be dug out and cut in half vertically... They couldn't even look at them, but as long as they took a look, they would definitely A terrible evil man who will be unlucky.
No, I haven't had any reputation in the past, right?
At least...it's impossible for these villagers to have heard of me!
Just as Yaro was analyzing, the deer cart gradually approached, and the villagers gradually stopped talking and looked over.
After all, the village is not big, and it has long been known to everyone that Yaro came out of the forest yesterday afternoon and rented a small hunter's courtyard outside the village.
From this, the mystery, wealth, and power of Yaluo also became widely known.
——His power comes from the propaganda of the old village chief.
No matter what, Yaro is no longer a stranger to them. Gu Che
"Sir, you're up so early!" The villagers greeted him flatteringly, and their eyes kept moving on Yaro.
They could see clear steel marks on Yaro's clothes, and they could also see the ferocious heavy sword two palms wide beside Yaro's hand.
Considering that we were heading to the Mannheim Market today, the battles on the road were not as dense as the jungle, but once we encountered one, we would probably be a formidable enemy.
Therefore, Yaro did not replace the Demon Phoenix Golden Armor, but only put on a coat to cover up the gorgeous color of the Demon Phoenix Golden Armor.
"Is this the way to the town?" With a faint smile on his lips, Yaro spoke in a gentle tone and looked around naturally.
A villager immediately responded: "Yes, as long as you keep walking along this road, you can directly reach Walter Town."
"Thank you very much!" Yaro nodded politely.
The town of Walter is marked on Yarrow's map. Once you get there, the road ahead will be easy.
"By the way, I seem to have heard what you were discussing just now. Who are you talking about?" Yaro signaled the elk to stop and asked several villagers pretending to be curious.
Although analysis shows that they are not talking about themselves, it is not certain. When ridiculous rumors start to spread, no one can say what will happen in the end.
Yaro was not prepared to get angry with these fools, but he wanted to know who spread these words.
Where does hostility come from.
Yaluo's smile did not change. He looked at the villagers who were looking at each other and wondered in his heart: "Is it that old man who doesn't know how to advance or retreat?"
From the moment he arrived here, the only person who had contact with Yaro was the old man.
Apart from him, Yaro really couldn't think of anyone else.
Perhaps because Yaro's smile was too 'warm', the villagers only hesitated for a moment and immediately spoke out: "We... are talking about the Witcher."
"Witcher?"
Someone who specializes in hunting monsters?
Yaro was slightly startled, why did this strange word seem so familiar?
In just a moment, Yaro recalled where he had heard this word - the first person he met in the harpy's lair after arriving here.
The miserable man with a skinny body, twisted limbs, and blind eyes immediately recognized himself as a 'demon hunter' when he met him.
Perhaps, in his understanding, only a 'demon hunter' would enter the monster's lair to rescue him.
So, why does the person who can be thought of immediately in despair have such a bad reputation at this time?
The villager quietly pointed to the inside of the village: "Sir, if you are not in a hurry, you can stay in the village for a while, and you should be able to see the monster soon!"
"Monster?" Yaro glanced at the village and asked doubtfully, "Aren't demon hunters humans?"
The word structure of witcher is a person who hunts monsters. If this is the case, why do the villagers say he is a monster?
The villager lowered his voice and explained: "He is a humanoid monster, but if you ask me to describe it, I can't describe it. You will know it when you see him."
An indescribable humanoid monster?
What a weird statement!
but--
What does this have to do with myself?
Yaro maintained his smile, shook his head slightly and said, "I still have some urgent matters to deal with, but I don't have time to wait to see a weirdo."
Since it was not directed at him, Yaro had no intention of further delay. After bidding farewell to several villagers, he drove the elk gradually away from the outside along the only trail.
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