Chapter 504 Traveler
Traditional crops of the Rhine Kingdom, such as wheat, beans, potatoes and other common crops, all have more or less seed degradation problems... The national team has conducted multiple surveys using Westram as a sample, and the results of each survey have not been optimistic.
While the players were happily going out to fight, the national team was working hard to curb seed degradation and cultivate new seeds - the population in the area occupied by the Undead regime was not too large or too small, and if large-scale crop diseases occurred, resulting in a reduction in grain production that season, it would be a fatal matter.
Boldly trying to cultivate new varieties and changing seeds to other places to improve seed vitality are the two basic routes decided to be implemented in the "Seed Security Plan" formulated by the national team; for the former, just catch the Tarantinos and take advantage of them, and for the latter, the Principality of Shiga, whose climate, geography and hydrological environment are slightly different from those of the Rhine Kingdom, is the best target at this stage.
Yang Qiu and the national team reached a tacit understanding on supporting Brother Lowell in developing his base, which has a lot to do with ensuring food security in their own territory... Of course, Brother Lowell himself and his Saint Turis Territory can benefit from the "Seed Security Plan".
The Chinese have always been proud of major issues. They would never do something like "visiting" someone else's home, enjoying the host's warm hospitality, and then shamelessly turning against the host and taking over the host's nest.
The false alarm brought by the "Underworld" disappeared, but Enwei, who was returning from the capital of Shiga, still knew nothing about it.
The sky was getting dark. After two days of continuous travel, Enwei had just entered the border of Saint Turis Territory.
“Even though riding a steam train isn’t exactly , it’s still a real headache not having a steam train.”
The body of a lich would not be fatigued, but mental fatigue was inevitable; Enwei gave up the idea of traveling overnight and turned to a small village not far from the road.
Due to the frequent frictions on the border, there are border troops stationed in several territories in the western border of the Principality of Shiga, making it difficult for bandits to enter the country. The public security is relatively good, and the locals are not so wary of outsiders.
Enwei found a family with a larger house and a cleaner yard, knocked on the door, explained his intention, and took out silver coins as overnight payment, and was warmly invited in by the host.
After crossing the courtyard and entering the house, Enviro was somewhat surprised to see a traveler sitting in the family's living room. Although this person was unkempt and bearded, and his clothes were of ordinary material, he wore leather wrist guards to tighten his cuffs to prevent snakes and insects from getting into his clothes, and he also wore high-top leather boots on his feet that could push his trouser legs in. These two items of clothing are rarely seen on ordinary people.
"Hmm? Mr. Walker, do you have another visitor?"
Hearing the footsteps, the traveler who was flirting with the daughter of the host, Mr. Walker, turned around with a smile on his face.
When the traveler saw Envy following his host Walker into the house, the frivolous smile on his face froze instantly.
Enwei, who was also exhausted and had a cloak covered with dust, had a charming temperament that emanated from his bones and a handsome appearance even though he was covered in dust. It was indeed easy for him to attract the hostility of men in the "courtship period"... He had just entered the door, and the two daughters of the host family who were circling around the traveler had already glued their eyes to him.
"Good night, my name is Enwei, I am sorry to disturb your house tonight."
Enwei, who was already accustomed to this kind of treatment, bowed slightly to the two young ladies in a distant but polite manner, and nodded slightly to the traveler who had stayed overnight before him.
The traveler took a deep breath, forced a hearty smile and nodded slightly: "Good night... My name is Rafael Larven, nice to meet you, Mr. Enwei."
Before Larven finished his polite speech, Walker's two daughters hurried past him and shyly but boldly offered their courtesy to the new guest: "Mr. Envy, please let me help you with your luggage."
"Mr. Envy, does your cloak need to be washed? I will dry it before dawn."
Rafael Laverne's forced smile almost broke on the spot...
Envy ignored this guy who probably already regarded him as a competitor, and readily handed the bag that was only used for cover to the eldest daughter of the Walker family, and took off the cloak and handed it to the second daughter of the Walker family.
Without waiting for the two young ladies to express more joy or to come up with more ideas, Envy naturally took out a dozen copper coins, and while thanking them, he paid on the spot for the tip for helping with the luggage and the cost of cleaning the cloak... two copper coins for the former and ten for the latter.
The two daughters of the Walker family probably didn't expect Envy to have such an attitude towards the young lady's bold advances, and they were completely unable to react for a while...
"Mr. Walker, please take me to the room." Enwei, who was performing the "gentleman's refusal" on the spot, looked at the host calmly.
Mr. Walker, who had been secretly staring at Larven with a wary look since he entered the house, smiled at Envy in a friendly manner and invited him into the house more enthusiastically.
Mr. and Mrs. Walker were in their prime, and their two daughters were pretty and young. No matter how you looked at it, this family was a happy one with a relatively good financial situation. But it would be very bad for such a family to encounter an unreliable and frivolous son-in-law, or for their beloved daughter to be deceived by a passing stranger. Of course, the probability of such a thing happening was not that high, as strangers were rarely seen in the relatively remote territory of Saint Turis.
After settling down in an empty room on the second floor of the Walker house, Envy declined Mrs. Walker's kindness in preparing dinner for him. He closed the door and immediately released his mental power to check downstairs through the wooden floor.
Unlike Innadri, Santuris was not located on the land trade route, and there were no scenic spots or adventure sites nearby. In such a sensitive period, a traveler who dared to travel alone and seemed to be at ease during the journey (even had the energy to show off his peacock to the young lady staying with him) suddenly appeared. In Enwei's opinion, suspicion was written on his face.
As soon as Envy's mental power passed through the floor, Larven, who was sitting at the dining table in the living room on the first floor and thanking Mrs. Walker for preparing dinner, subconsciously looked up.
Then... this guy seemed to realize something, and he stopped abruptly before he could fully raise his head. He coughed as if nothing had happened and lowered his head to eat.
Enwei in the guest room said to himself expressionlessly, "He is indeed a high-level warrior... But this doesn't seem to mean anything."
Compared with the few high-level spellcasters who are almost familiar with each other, there are too many high-level warriors; occasionally encountering one in such a remote area, although rare, is not worth making a fuss about.
But given Enwei's cautiousness, it was obviously impossible for him to turn a blind eye.
That night, no words were spoken.
The next day, Envy waited patiently for about half an hour until the traveler who called himself Raphael Larven had breakfast and left before saying goodbye to the Walker family.
After riding his horse for about twenty minutes along the road, Envi caught up with the traveler on a wilderness section far away from the countryside.
"I'm telling you... after all, I'm just a little jealous of a natural gigolo like you, but there's actually no conflict between you and me. As a spellcaster, there's no need to be so stingy, right?" Rafael Larven, who was stopped, said with a smile.
"Please forgive my offense. This has nothing to do with what happened last night." Enwei jumped off his horse and took out his staff. "If it were any other time, I would not be so rude, but this is a sensitive moment... I'm sorry."
"Wait a minute, what do you mean?" Larven's expression suddenly changed.
"Excuse me, please do your best." Enwei nodded apologetically, and then... this guy, who was actually quite strong, launched an attack without saying a word.
In the slightly moist soil on both sides of the road, dozens of black thorny vines suddenly rolled out...
The lich who only does legitimate business has little contact with the "Underworld" who are only active in the underground world, let alone understand the style of that group of "middle school syndrome" assassins; in order to prevent assassinations, he hurriedly rushed back from the royal capital, so naturally he would not let go of such a suspicious target easily.
"Oh my god, a dark magician?!" Larven was horrified and ran away. "Hey, wait! Wait a minute, man! What are you doing?!"
Enwei silently summoned the headless horseman, the harpy, and the ghoul...
Larven fled in panic amidst the black thorny vines that sprouted all over the ground and the increasing number of demon creatures chasing him. He kept shouting in panic, "Brother, can't you just talk it out?! Hey, hey! That's enough!"
"What do you want from me, man? Can't you just say it?!"
Enwei turned a deaf ear to them and calmly drove the enemy into the wilderness far away from the road, gradually intensifying his offensive.
He did not know much about the "Underworld", he only knew that it was an underground organization full of powerful people; forcing the opponent to reveal his maximum strength as soon as possible was the best choice to identify this person. Verbal excuses and statements were not enough to convince Enwei - the spirit of a professional warrior was very strong, and it was not easy for subtle fluctuations to be recognized.
Although the lich Enwei only does legitimate business and does not shy away from using "illegal" means, he did not know at the moment... His cautious and strong style made him inadvertently run into a tough opponent.
About three minutes later, Envy, who had almost forced Larven deep into the mountains with his endless attacks, began to feel suspicious.
The seemingly exhausted traveler still hadn't reached his limit - this guy who had been begging for mercy and fleeing in a panic didn't even have a scratch!
Enwei decisively took out the magic core, intensified his offensive, and constructed a forbidden magic array: "Enough teasing , who are you?"
The traveler who called himself "Raphael Larven" suddenly stopped and turned around.
The headless knight summoned by Envi swung his scimitar and chopped at the man's head.
This sword that could split an iron plate... failed to produce any results. The mysterious traveler simply waved his arm to block it lightly, and the sharp saber and the aggressive headless knight turned into black mist and dissipated one after another.
Enwei, who was keeping a safe distance from the other party, subconsciously took a half step back.
"That's really tough... How on earth did you figure out who I am? A lich?"
In the lord's mansion in Creek City, Tachia.
Yang Qiu, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.
"Envy's badge...disappeared?"
