"Excuse me, is there a carriage to Orange Town now?" Ren asked the bartender.
He could actually buy a horse and ride there alone, but he didn't know the road and there were no landmarks on the plain, so it was easy to get lost.
The bartender was stunned and glanced at him in surprise. The bar instantly became quiet, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.
After a while, bursts of laughter broke out.
A drunken, balding man burped and laughed, "Kid, are you awake? People in the hinterland of the plain are running wildly outside. It would be better for you to rush in and die!" "
"Haha, maybe they are crazy about making money. Those ghouls even eat wild dogs. A young man with delicate skin and tender flesh like you, be careful not to leave any bones behind!" said a man with a scar on his face. The cowboy sneered.
"Haha, who knows, maybe he is the next weirdo Zorro?"
"I get angry when I say this. The damn Skeleton Gang, instead of killing those ghouls, they still take advantage of the situation and rob them!"
"Ghost-hand Marcello's moral integrity has long since fallen to the ground. I wouldn't be surprised if one day he is raped!"
"He is a traitor! I hope Zorro will kill that scumbag soon!"
………………
Ren's words seemed to arouse discussions among everyone in the bar, and everyone started to make a noise.
The bartender looked at Renn, who had a calm face, and said slowly: "Young man, you have heard it. There is a bloody storm in the plain now, and I personally do not recommend that you go in.
Of course, if you really have something important and you have to go, you can go to Pegasus Plaza in the southern part of the city. The team there will be happy to hire you as a bodyguard. "
"Thank you for letting me know. I'll have three beers."
Ren found a table to sit down and began to pay attention to everyone's conversations.
In just one glass of beer, he heard a lot of news.
For example, "Ghost Hand" Marcello, who ranks first in bounties on the Pugni Plain, has suddenly become crazy recently.
The Skeleton Gang under his command not only robbed money, but also robbed people and carriages, which had broken the "rules".
In addition, the local 7th Bureau suffered heavy losses. Many deacons have arrived from all over Faroland and are currently adding more troops.
Also, Zorro, a righteous and evil villain, started a conflict with the Skeleton Gang. Guishou and him had always been on good terms with each other before.
"Hiccup~"
Next to Renne, two cowboys were drunk, and a red-nosed cowboy said loudly: "I have a cousin who is a mounted policeman, and he told me that the 7th Bureau is recruiting people!"
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a chance to become a transcendent! "
Another cowboy with a thin face and black hair hesitated: "I know this too, but it's too dangerous to run and fight the ghouls!
We may not live to be officially hired afterwards. Do you think how many people signed up? "
"Wealth can be found through danger! If you want to become a transcendent, how can you not take risks!" the red-nosed cowboy said firmly.
The short-haired cowboy sighed: "Perhaps we are not so kind in the seventh game. We may just be cannon fodder!"
Ren's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this. He knew that the existence of extraordinary people in this world was not a secret, but the threshold for the path to extraordinary was really high.
Various resources, guidance methods, supporting professional skills and advanced information that can unlock the body's potential are not available to ordinary people.
Often when ordinary people encounter extraordinary beings, they cling to them shamelessly, hoping to seize the slim chance.
Of course, such people are either rejected or end up with nothing good.
When Catherine took Ren to join the Witcher Association, the old goat's first words were:
'Where did you get this stupid thing from? Are you short of cannon fodder and bait lately? '
There are often extraordinary professionals who take advantage of ordinary people who are eager to touch the path of the extraordinary and make them cannon fodder.
However, these people did this voluntarily, and even if they died, they would not blame the professionals.
Some wizards even take advantage of this and deceive people into conducting human experiments.
When ordinary people connect with extraordinary beings, they may reach the sky in one step or fall into the abyss.
Once upon a time, there was a blood feud between a third-level extraordinary person and a fourth-level extraordinary person (an awakened person among civilians), and the third-level extraordinary person couldn't do anything to the other person.
He ran to a small village, the hometown of the fourth-level transcendent, and killed nearly a hundred people in the entire village, including many of the childhood playmates of the fourth-level transcendent.
In the end, the third-level transcendent was caught and executed, but the innocent villagers did not survive.
Although there are not many such extreme cases, there are countless similar tragedies. Extraordinary people and ordinary people are in two different circles.
The intersection between ordinary people and extraordinary people is possible, and it is possible to achieve great success, but it is also possible to die without a complete body.
This is why when Renn was ready to stop moving bricks, the foreman, Mr. Julian Fisher, originally wanted to retain him, but when he heard that he was going to be a bartender at Baker's Bar, he immediately avoided a snake.
Thinking of this, Ren sighed. He was lucky, because with the energy of the stars, he was regarded as a "born awakener". Otherwise, he didn't know how much hardship he would have to endure to get up from the bottom.
Thinking about it this way, that cheating "Gardener No. 404" has no sense of existence and even he himself often forgets about it.
It seems to have some effect, at least it saves him from having to start from scratch.
Unlike the two cowboys in front of them, they had to risk their lives to seize the slightest chance and embark on the extraordinary road.
Since the starting point is not bad, we should work harder and not embarrass the Chinese travelers.
After drinking three glasses of wine, Renn stood up and walked to the bar to pay. The bartender reminded him: "Young man, Diramo is a small city on the edge of the plain, and it is still orderly.
But once you enter the hinterland, don’t trust any stranger, regardless of age or sex. A gun can't scare the people there. "
"Thanks for the reminder!" Feeling that this person was quite enthusiastic, Renn smiled and thanked him.
The bartender twitched his beard, raised the corners of his mouth, and waved his hand: "You're welcome, you look like my son."
Ren's smile faltered, and his head was covered with black lines before he could say anything.
"Haha, here we go again, a daily repertoire!" a drunkard laughed.
The red-nosed cowboy slapped his thigh: "Newcomer, feel the care of Father John!"
"Outlander, I'd like to remind you that if you go further, anyone who is passionate about you will have some intention for you, such as wanting to be your father!"
"You have been baptized, newlywed, I wish you good luck in martial arts!"
"I wish you good luck in martial arts!"
"Kill, kill those ghouls! Let them know how powerful the Pugney Cowboy is!"
"The only things that can protect our homeland are iron and blood!"
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There were shouts and shouts, which seemed to be some kind of local welcome ceremony.
Ren was stunned, and the bartender patted him on the shoulder: "No matter why you choose to go in at this time, as long as you are an enemy of the ghoul, you are a good man of Farolan!
Now many people here are people who have just lost their homes and have been forced to flee.
They want someone to drive out the ghouls, so whether genuine or not, they send blessings to the cowboys who go in. "
"Yeah?"
Ren held down his cowboy hat, turned around and walked away, heading towards Pegasus Plaza in the south of the city.
He suddenly remembered a book he had read before - "The Love of Farrowland", which was written by a palace minister during the period of Charles IV more than a hundred years ago.
There is this passage above:
“We failed and failed to build the huge empire we dreamed of. I don’t understand why Farrowland cannot stand on top of the world like Nokman and St. Joan.
The people do not support us and think that we are war fanatics. The church has a hand in it. The Nokmen royal family also intervenes. The Steam Alliance acquiesces to this.
All our efforts were in vain and we had to withdraw our troops from Cassevia.
His Majesty seemed very tired, and we finally compromised. As the losing party, the Fire Dragon Knights were disbanded, and the warriors disarmed and returned to their fields, and the glory was dimmed.
Faloran also needs to change and become harmless, otherwise the church will not give up.
I asked Your Majesty, if this continues, in a hundred years, Faluolan will only be weak!
He told me that whether it was Knockman or St. Joan, they all used the blood of their enemies to create glory.
He said that a hundred years from now, we might still have a chance. I believe him, I am now 36 years old, I can live to be a hundred years from now!
At that time, I will put on my white leather armor and red robe again, pull out my sword, and tell everyone in the world that there are invincible red-robed cavalry here! "
The person who wrote this book was the deputy leader of the Fire Dragon Knights and now the director of the 7th Bureau of Farrowland - Karl Mordred
