Peter knew Lin Lin wanted to follow him.
From the moment the kid came out of the forest, he tried his best to find out where he came from, hinting both inside and outside of his words:
"If you beg me, miss, it's not impossible not to separate."
What a tsundere bitch, let me crawl on you.
But this little loli is really miserable.
He was wanted by his hometown, his mother was dead, and his father was not far away from death, not to mention his biological father, who had probably been severely mutilated long ago. Now I am alone in a foreign country with no place to stay. I have no friends and I am alone.
But what does this have to do with Peter?
He was so benevolent that he not only rescued her from the siege of the guard knights, but also spent 250,000 soul crumbs to help her change her life.
If you are more cold-blooded, just hand over the foil directly. So what if I killed two mercenaries? Since those people couldn't stop him, would Bavaria pursue justice for the mercenaries from two neighboring countries? impossible.
I just feel that this girl is a little pitiful.
Of course, Peter is not very enthusiastic. Escorting her to Akenaiz is the limit, and he will not interfere in the civil strife in Bavaria. Now that your destiny has changed, you can just ask for your blessings.
Maybe something happened to Peter and Lin Lin in another timeline where the fate was not systematically changed, but it has nothing to do with him now.
Peter thought to himself, I'm not a lolicon, so don't get involved with me as a wanted criminal.
As the New Year is approaching, the weather has become colder even in the south. Pedestrians on the road are wrapped in coats or scarves, all wearing serious colors of pure black or gray and white. Ron's dressing style is very similar to Peter's stereotype of the British, emphasizing self-cultivation and subtlety, elegant design and simple tailoring, and a serious personality.
Of course, there are also many unattractive adventurers on the street, and their clothes are not very particular. They are no better than Peter who only wears a cloak. People can tell the difference between the locals and the smelly foreigners who come to beg for food at a glance. .
The avenue into the city leads straight to the gate of the inner city, but at a glance it seems that it is still ten kilometers away from the city wall. There were city maps and signposts stuck on the side of the road. Peter leaned over and couldn't understand them.
Yes, Peter was illiterate.
Although he automatically mastered the language of the Terra continent when he traveled through time, he did not have the writing skills, so he became an illiterate fortune teller.
He needs to learn from scratch.
But the characters in this world are extremely obscure and difficult to learn. They are not phonetic characters like English, nor ideographic characters like Chinese characters. Instead, they are a mixture of phonological characters, phonological characters, and ideographic characters. There are a lot of conjugations, tenses, persons, patterns and voices, as well as a mess of hiragana and katakana. The number of words exceeds 150,000, which is more than Chinese characters. The writing method is more complicated than Tibetan. Just memorize it. The common word Peter took three years.
Today, after thousands of years of civilization, the literacy rate of the people at the bottom of Terra is less than one tenth, lower than that of the Ming Dynasty.
Even among rich and powerful countries, this number will not rise much. Knowledge and the ability to acquire knowledge are almost monopolized by the middle class and above. Ordinary people do not learn as much literacy throughout their lives as a child from an aristocratic family learns in early education.
So in this world, literacy is often the basis for judging a person's origin.
"Hey, little brother, is this your first time in Aknaits?"
The chocobo driver on the side saw Peter dazed in front of the road sign and enthusiastically came over.
Car drivers who travel through the city are often most familiar with the city. Which hotel is cheap, which restaurant is delicious, where to go when doing things, and even where to go when doing things that should not be done.
"Yes." Peter nodded and pointed at the map, "Is this a city bus line?"
"Yes, this is Pingyuankou Station. But how can a broken-track locomotive be as fast as a chocobo? Where are you going? I'm cheap, can I take you there?"
Peter thought about it and realized that he really needed a guide, so he got on the two-wheeler pulled by Chocobo.
"Find me a hotel, as long as it's cheap and clean. Also, don't go too far. The location should be closer to the inner city."
"Okay, sit still!"
The coachman beamed with joy after getting the business.
Chocobos look like ostriches on Earth, but are much larger, with slender necks and wider beaks. Although like an ostrich, its wings are degraded and unable to fly, its legs are thicker than those of a horse, and its speed is not inferior to that of ordinary horses. Although the endurance is not as good as that of a horse, it is worse than a horse because it is not picky about food and has a docile temperament. With these advantages, the chocobo-pulled bird carriage has defeated the horse-drawn carriage in short- and medium-distance urban transportation and has become the first choice for people to travel.
The chocobo ran in a leisurely manner, and the roads in Aknais were quite smooth, so you could hardly feel any bumps while riding on it.
"Sir, do you know where I can buy crystal balls in the city?" Peter asked.
"Crystal ball?" The coachman thought for a moment, "Are you referring to the magic props?"
"Absolutely, for divination."
The crystal ball that had been with Peter for many years was blown up by the devil in Warren Mud, and he had to buy a new one.
Although the absence of a crystal ball does not affect divination, it is still quite necessary for the crystal ball to be able to relay the divination images.
"That's it, then I'm afraid you have to go into the inner city."
The coachman took a sneak peek at Peter. He was wearing a tattered black robe. He didn't look like a serious magician, but more like a sorcerer who had become a monk.
"There is a magic products shop on Queen's Road in the upper city. It was opened by a magician from the Philippe Empire. It is said that there are magic props imported from Philippe. It is the best in the whole Aknais, and the nobles are all Is a regular customer.”
When Peter heard this, he quickly shook his head:
"It doesn't have to be that good. It doesn't matter if it's not a magic item. It just needs to be cheap."
Magic props are luxuries in this world. Aren’t the magic props shops in the city center so expensive?
"Is that so..." the coachman thought for a moment.
"In Brooklyn, on the other side of the outer city, in the market behind the Adventurer's Guild, there is also a magic item shop, that is..."
"Just what?"
"It is said, just said, that the owner of that store has a bit of a weird temper. But you are just buying something, so it's okay if you think about it."
"Understood, thank you."
Peter asked other questions.
For example, how to obtain a pass to enter the inner city, what to pay attention to when living in Aknaiz, the location of various institutions... The coachman is also a talkative person and answers everything he knows.
The level of urbanization in Aknaiz far exceeded Peter's imagination, and the street scenery along the way was on par with, or even worse than, some small towns in Europe.
The road is open and flat, with unknown trees planted on both sides of the road. The leaves have fallen off in winter, and the bare branches dot the streets, which has a unique flavor.
The shop windows were bright and clear, and the neon signs gave him the illusion that he was still on earth.
Comparing the cities in the Northern Continent with this one is like the difference between the Middle Ages and the 20th century.
The coachman took him to a hotel called "Traveler's House" in the lower city. It was a four-story wooden building. The lobby on the first floor was divided into two-thirds and opened as a tavern. Although the decoration was a bit old, it was Peter liked this style.
It's like a hotel in another world in anime. When you enter, you'll meet a big lady boss.
The journey, which took just over twenty minutes, cost eight pence, and Peter gave him a silver coin directly.
The coachman was overjoyed. He didn't expect this young man with an unattractive appearance to be so generous. If he solicited guests to come to the hotel, the hotel would give him a commission. In this way, he could earn half a day's income for one trip.
"Sir, there is a newspaper here. I just bought the Thames Newspaper this morning. If you don't mind it, you can use it to relieve your boredom. It will save you the trouble of buying another one."
"Oh, thank you."
Peter took the newspaper from the coachman.
Although the civilization of this world is developed, of course it does not have high technologies such as mobile phones and the Internet, and entertainment is also relatively scarce. There is only one channel for obtaining information, so newspaper sales are quite good in any country. Basically literate middle-class families subscribe to newspapers every day.
But what does this have to do with him being illiterate?
I glanced at it and realized that I couldn't read, so I decided to use it to make origami airplanes.
There was a girl from the Philin tribe sitting at the front desk of the Traveler's House. She was not the dildo proprietress that Peter had expected, but her furry cat ears were very cute, so Peter gave her a good review.
The price for a day's stay in a standard room is three silver coins and one penny, and breakfast is included, which is indeed not expensive.
But Peter only had two gold coins and twenty silver coins in his pocket, which he earned from setting up a stall in Volamde Town three days ago. After paying the room fee and deposit for a week, he had just over one gold coin left, so he had to find a way to make money as soon as possible.
"Welcome to your stay. Please take your room key. The room is 314, the fourth one on the left and right row on the third floor. I wish you a pleasant stay at Traveler's Home, meow~"
Peter took the key with satisfaction. The cat lady should end it with meow!
The cute cat girl at the front desk noticed the newspaper Peter held and added:
"We have newspapers available every day in our store. The Thames Newspaper is also available. It is placed at the entrance of the restaurant. Please feel free to pick it up when you have breakfast, but please do not take it away~"
"Oh, I actually can't read..."
"You can read pictures of meow even if you don't know how to read. After all, the devil has appeared in the world these days, and the newspapers are reporting on this meow~"
Peter paused as he went upstairs, then ran back and slapped the newspaper on the front desk: "Does this newspaper talk about the devil?"
"Head, the headline is Meow..." The cat lady was frightened.
"Can you read it for me?"
"Let me see meow..."
Catgirls can work at the front desk, so they are naturally literate.
""The battle against the Demon King has officially begun, and powerful men from all over the world gathered in Leitania to participate in the grand event"... I have finished reading it, meow."
Peter placed a silver coin on the table and pushed it to her.
"Read on."
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