Chapter 15

The fat man's proposal made Rolle's heart beat for a moment.

In the past two years, the village has been stable. There have been no demons and gangsters. Everyone's life is also in good order. There is nothing he needs to worry about.

Several young people also learned some moves here. Although the standard is not even as good as Keli, it must be enough to protect the village for the time being.

The daughter also left the address there before she left, which is convenient for communication.

Go out on your own for two or three months at most. It should be no problem.

But he hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head.

Father should learn to let go, not always in his arms.

Moreover, he hasn't left this remote place for decades. The farthest place he has been is York town at the foot of the mountain. If he goes far, he is really a little afraid of society.

"Forget it. Let's talk about it later. Let's distribute the things to everyone first."

Rolle stood up from the ground and helped organize his things.

He was suddenly stunned.

A packet of yeast powder was wrapped in a newspaper, and the headline on it just said the word 'Newlin province'.

Rolle quickly peeled off the newspaper carefully, read the news above, and almost jumped up on the spot.

The headline read an appalling message:

Amazing! Newlin province was invaded by demons, many towns were attacked, and the number of casualties. Men will cry when they hear it, and women will be silent when they hear it

Rolle almost rushed down the mountain.

Fortunately, he retained some sense and looked at the newspaper date.

More than a month ago

It's been a long time. It's old news.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This report is an out and out title. The party itself wrote in its subsequent contents that although it was caught off guard and suffered heavy losses at the beginning, the Empire quickly responded and quickly dispatched troops and extraordinary people. At present, the situation has become stable.

Now more than a month has passed, enough to quell the crisis.

Rolle smiled with self mockery. His news was too closed.

The sources of information for ordinary people in the world are newspapers, radio stations and pubs.

Rolle didn't have the habit of reading newspapers. He didn't before crossing. At that time, he always looked at his mobile phone. After crossing, he had no conditions.

I live in a remote mountain village. York town at the foot of the mountain is also the most remote 1024 line town in the Empire. Newspapers are often ten days and a half months late.

Radio and pubs, not to mention

"So, their social practice is to relieve the disaster and deal with the aftermath."

"Isn't that good? The child has been very kind since childhood and is suitable for this kind of thing."

Rolle and the fat man discussed the big news that they were more than a month late.

"However, do you think there will be magic things that slip through the net? Will it hurt my daughter?"

Rolle asked with some worry.

The fat man couldn't help rolling his eyes. A province is so big that several escaped fish are staring at your daughter?

He said angrily:

"If you want to go, why make these excuses?"

Rolle smiled awkwardly and then asked:

"You're right... So... I'll go now? Is everything all right here in the village?"

"What can I do? Who can see this remote place?"

Rolle thought what the fat man said was very reasonable, so he went home to pack his things.

He first found the scholarship left by his daughter under the bed and twisted a small stack from it.

But he thought about it and put half back. There were only a few left.

Newlin province is not far away. It should be almost half a month after a trip. It won't cost much to save money on the way.

Although the money is filial to her daughter, she will settle in the imperial capital in the future. It must cost a lot to buy a house. I have to help her save the money.

Close to the money, he picked up two suits from Anya and packed them.

I'm more used to wearing coarse linen clothes, but other students who may meet my daughter this time have to prepare some decent clothes and can't humiliate my daughter.

After a simple bag was packed, he looked at the gorgeous and thick shield placed in the corner of the living room.

Along the way, you may meet strong people in the green forest. It's always good to be more defensive.

So he took out a small pile of money from under the bed, raised his big shield and ran to a neighbor's house.

Inside, a middle-aged man who looked about his age was knocking at a waterwheel blade with a small wooden hammer.

No one knows the man's name, because he seems to be a mute. Anyway, he has never spoken. He always has a magic smile on his face. In Rolle's opinion, he has a bit of the charm of a boxer Pope.

He is also very autistic and unsocial. He has lived here for nearly eight years and has no friends.

Rolle always called him 'strange villager'

"You didn't come to the bonfire dance last time. You were a penny less."

"But I've always been fair, and I won't forget you."

As rolle said, he took out a small stack of banknotes from his arms and put them in front of him.

The strange villager raised his head and glanced at him coldly, as if urging:

"Say something!"

"Well, my daughter gave me a shield for self-defense, but she didn't install a grip. She said she didn't know my hand shape. See if you can install one for me?"

Lol asked with a smile.

Although he is strange, he is actually very good. He is very clever and has a powerful craft.

He helped to make the waterwheel, windmill and mill in the village; If something is broken, you can ask him for help.

Even Rolle's metal prosthesis was made by him.

So although everyone doesn't have much contact with him, his prestige in the village is not low, second only to rolle.

According to the speculation of the most knowledgeable fat man in the village, this man should have been a powerful engineer or alchemist or something. Later, he got sick or suffered some blow, turned into this poor look and wandered into the village.

Strange, the villagers did not refuse ror's request. They took the shield in front of them, looked at it carefully, and gently touched the rose pattern on the surface.

Then he took the shield and went to the inner room. He slammed the door and wouldn't let rolle in.

There was a tinkling sound in the inner room. Rolle waited outside for a long time before he saw him coming out with a shield and a brand-new metal prosthesis under his arm.

"Eh? The version is updated again?"

Asked rolle curiously.

The strange man ignored him, took a hammer wrench, jingled twice, and removed Rolle's original prosthetic limb and replaced it with a new one.

Rolle tried to move his left hand, looked carefully at his new silver arm, nodded and complimented:

"Yes, it's more flexible and convenient than the previous version, and it's more ergonomic."