The Hidden Knight of Mystra Chapter 79 Craftsman
Levi left in a hurry.
Roger was the only one left in Senluo Farm.
In the next few days.
He also heard rumors about the "imminent invasion of the burial ground" from different channels.
Various versions are available.
And the more it spreads, the more mysterious it becomes.
Some people claim to have seen a giant dragon with skeleton wings near the Charcoal Inn.
There were also hunters coming out of the forest, saying they had seen a white-boned giant as tall as a mountain.
There were many different opinions at the time.
The people in the manor, who had just settled down, became anxious again.
For this kind of thing.
Roger could only curse inwardly, "It's weird."
Why is it that everything is peaceful and calm when I'm not around, but all kinds of monsters and demons pop up as soon as I come back?
He also tried to go to Dawn Town to gather information.
But the martial law in Shuguang Town is very strict.
He didn't meet Freya, nor could he find any other way.
Even Levi had disappeared, and no one knew where he had been transferred to.
At this time.
The location of Senluo Farm became awkward.
This place is located in the southwest of Dawn Town, not far from the border with the Boneyard.
If war really breaks out.
Then Senluo Farm must be the first to be affected!
Although Roger is not afraid of those skeletons, he still has to be on guard.
So these days, he has been strengthening the farm's defenses.
Fortunately, the name "Master Roger" still has some respect in the manor.
During this slightly chaotic time, he still managed to hire a dozen people to help.
In this way, the efficiency will be much faster.
A week later.
Roger successfully dug a deep trench around the west side of the farm.
A temporary wall was built on the trench.
Not too high, but solid enough.
These facilities are certainly unable to stop the invasion of the skeleton army.
Roger was attracted by their delaying effect.
As long as they were given enough time to react, he didn't think his own farm would become a breakthrough point for the skeleton army.
What if those skeletons really pissed him off?
I'm afraid that no matter how many necromancers there are in the burial ground, they are not enough for Roger to kill.
This is the confidence of the extraordinary people.
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Two days later at noon.
East of the farm.
The original wasteland is now surrounded by a high fence, leaving only a gate for entry and exit.
There are a dozen dummies placed inside the fence.
There is a string of wind chimes hanging on each mannequin.
When the breeze blows, the wind chimes will make a series of sounds.
Roger, dressed in plain clothes, pushed open the door and walked in.
He was carrying a large cage and six black bags.
There were twelve lively rabbits in the big cage.
Roger put the cage in a corner and let them out.
The rabbits ran out in panic.
They ran around in the fence.
Roger closed his eyes silently, and took out a stone from the black bag and held it in his palm.
The sound of wind chimes and rabbits' footsteps came to my ears.
Expertise: Positioning by sound!
In a moment.
It was as if there was a black and white map in his mind.
The fleeing black dots drew balls of wool on the map.
whoosh!
A stone was thrown out by Roger.
Unfortunately, I didn't hear the sound of the target being hit.
The rabbits ran even faster.
They occasionally bump into the dummies, prompting the wind chimes to make even louder noises.
This undoubtedly increases the difficulty of hitting the target.
Roger was not discouraged and continued throwing.
The hit rate of throwing stones with bare hands is very low, probably less than 30%.
After quickly emptying three bags of stones.
Roger took out the "Little Finger" slingshot from his arms.
Next second.
He drew his bow and shot!
With a puff sound.
A rabbit that was running happily was hit on the head and died on the spot.
Roger continued his efforts.
Several stones popped out in succession.
The hit rate was much improved this time.
I hit it five times out of eight.
Roger opened his eyes and ran to collect the rabbits' bodies.
"Today's hit rate has improved again."
“But my handwork is still a little rough.”
"More practice."
In the Xiayin system, hidden weapons are a very profound subject.
Roger is preparing for later skills and expertise.
Although from the perspective of efficiency, this method is far less efficient than killing monsters and gaining expertise; but the latter is more random. If you are lucky, you may get the right one, but if you are less lucky, it is hard to say.
Therefore, it is very necessary to exercise on your own.
Roger quickly picked up the ten rabbit carcasses from the ground.
Take it back to the kitchen and process it later, and we will have dinner for today. The extra meat can be made into bacon jerky.
The remaining two shivering little guys are truly the lucky ones.
They will be Roger's medicine rabbits tonight.
As for tomorrow.
A new batch of rabbits will be delivered from Dawn Town tomorrow.
Purchased at a high price.
Everyone is happy to give Master Roger some face.
…
Just as Roger was carrying the rabbit towards the kitchen, the long-lost sound of horse hooves came closer and closer.
The knight on horseback moved quickly and skillfully led the horse to the stable, then trotted over.
"Master Roger!"
Levi shouted loudly, looking very relaxed.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Roger stopped and said hello.
"Ah, it's been quite a while."
Levi showed a trace of apology on his face:
"I was temporarily assigned a task and went to lie east with Lord Hayward from the Lord's Mansion."
"Hayward?" Roger asked in surprise.
"What about the Skeleton Invasion?"
Levi said angrily:
"It is pure fiction."
"I don't know where this rumor came from. It's not true at all!"
"Maybe it's because the lord is away, everyone is feeling uneasy."
Seeing the confusion on Roger's face, Levi couldn't help but explain:
"Lord Hayward is the meteorologist of the Lord's Mansion. This time he went to the east mainly to observe the conditions of the tributaries of the Sela River. He recorded some data, but I don't quite understand it. It seems to be about changes in water levels or something like that."
“He’s a very nice guy.”
Roger nodded slightly and continued walking with the rabbit.
Levi followed and coughed:
"Master Roger, I really want to apologize to you."
"Before, before, I really thought..."
Roger almost laughed out loud.
He went into the kitchen and dropped the rabbit on the cutting board.
"That's not necessary."
Roger grabbed a pair of scissors, expertly cut open the rabbit's mouth, and began to skin it.
"So you came here just to apologize to me?"
"Of course not."
Levi glanced at the rabbit that was quickly stripped naked, and turned half of his head away unnaturally:
"I got the news that the Lord will be back soon!"
"And the first thing he will do when he returns is to visit you, probably tomorrow. In the evening, someone might come and give you a formal visiting card - this is also a trend started by Lord Alan. No one cared about these things before him."
At this point, he became a little excited:
"It is such an honor to have Lord Alan come to visit us in person!"
Roger hummed calmly.
Then use a knife to quickly cut off the remaining meat and organs on the rabbit skin, and throw the rabbit skin into the bucket of clean water next to it to wash it carefully.
After washing it, Roger hung the rabbit skin under the eaves outside the kitchen.
There, there were seven or eight ropes, all hung with similar rabbit skins.
There is less sunlight here and the ventilation is good, which is suitable for drying rabbit skins.
Roger looked.
There were two ropes of rabbit skins that had been washed several times.
It's time to start nitrification.
"Rabbit skin that has been saltpetered is a substitute for ancient bamboo or stone, and is an excellent material for recording contracts."
"With enough rabbit skins, I can start working as a part-time contractor."
Roger was concentrating on planning his next step when he suddenly noticed that Levi looked constipated in his peripheral vision.
"What's wrong?"
He couldn't help but ask.
Levi scratched his head and asked somewhat embarrassedly:
"Master Roger, have you ever considered collecting tenants?"
Roger was stunned for a moment and smiled:
"Someone asked you to find out?"
Levi nodded awkwardly:
"They are friends I've known for a long time. They trust you very much, so they want to move to Senluo Farm."
The tenant farmers were dependents of the farmer.
Not only do they have to pay rent, but they also have to hand over a large portion of their agricultural output.
But in this era.
No ordinary person would easily miss the opportunity to find a powerful farmer as a backer.
"I'll think about it."
Roger didn't say anything final. He grabbed another rabbit and started skinning it.
"By the way, can you peel the skin?"
Roger said this out of the blue.
…
In the end, the young patrolman was unable to help Master Roger.
He made the excuse that he had been away from home for many days and needed to report his safety, then slipped away as fast as he could.
This made Roger feel very sorry.
I didn’t expect it to be such a useful tool... Oh no, such a motivated young man can also be sneaky sometimes.
He could only do it himself in silence.
After all the operations.
Looking at the piles of furs hanging under the eaves, Roger felt a sense of accomplishment.
In the process of peeling.
He also reached a new milestone.
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"Perfect skinning 100 times cumulatively, you have achieved a new milestone: Skinning Master"
"Skinning Master: You are extremely familiar with the bodies of animals and can always find the right ."
"Corresponding title: Craftsman (Finger flexibility +30)"
…
“That’s a good title.”
After a moment's hesitation, Roger chose to exchange it.
After finishing today's portion of rabbit skin, Roger hurriedly had dinner and began tonight's pharmacological deduction.
After successfully sending away the two surviving rabbits using the newly developed medicine.
Roger washed up and went to bed with peace of mind.
Another well-organized day.
Compared to the days of fighting and killing, Roger still prefers this regular life.
The only fly in the ointment is.
It's been a long time since Jonny Stotle appeared on the farm.
Roger missed their chubby appearance very much.
"We'll have to wait until next spring at the latest."
"If it doesn't show up, we'll have to consider going to the Serra River."
As he thought about this, he soon fell into a deep sleep.
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the next day.
Roger got up early as usual.
Last night, soldiers from the lord's mansion did come to deliver a visiting card - Alan will come with Freya in the afternoon, and he needs to make some preparations.
He certainly couldn't do anything about dinner, the most he could do was treat Alan to some roast rabbit.
Mainly just some fruit tea or something like that as a token of my appreciation.
That is to say, in Paramount Manor, if it were anywhere else, there would be no such thing as a visit.
But when Roger slowly walked out of the house, he was shocked by the scene in front of him!
On the surface of a tributary of the Serra River.
Fat shadows are floating one after another!
He ran over to take a look.
They turned out to be "underground warthogs".
"So many warthogs? Where did they come from?"
He ran along the river bank to the Serra River, and the scene ahead was extremely strange:
Countless warthogs just floated on the river, drifting .
A faint white mist was floating in the middle of the river.
Looking around, the entire Serra River was covered with warthog corpses!
That moment.
Roger's scalp felt a little numb.
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