Mystery: The whole good living master

Although the eyeball given by the Fallen Mother Goddess was still hanging around his neck, Mu Fange tried for a long time but failed to contact the Fallen Mother Goddess.

Mu Fange had no choice but to roll his eyes and pretend to stuff some pearl jewelry into his clothes, then sadly got on the carriage of a passing merchant.

"Beautiful girl, may I ask why you are crying? If you lack a shoulder to lean on, please allow me to kiss your lips."

Mu Fange almost fell off the carriage.

What is this thing? Is it human?

"I'm a ranger. Because I admire the great Paladin Parosir so much, I also work part-time as a bard to spread his great deeds during my travels!"

The bard, who made Mu Fange feel very greasy, squinted his eyes and said intoxicatedly.

"As for why I am riding in the same carriage with this beautiful lady, it is because I am the bodyguard hired by this businessman, and I will also protect you, beautiful lady..."

Mu Fan Ge's face was wrinkled as if it was soaked in water: "I'll get off, sorry, I'll get off now!"

"The great Paladin Parosir taught us that we will protect the weak and defend justice and peace. It is my honor to protect you, my beautiful lady..."

Mu Fan Ge shrank his neck…Brother, don’t you think your words are a bit too much?

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot I haven't introduced myself yet!"

A man with short brown hair, peacock hairpins decorated with emeralds on his temples, a wreath of fresh flowers on his head, several strands of long hair braided into thin pigtails wrapped around his head, pointed ears, gold earrings, a high nose bridge, and very deep eyebrows, pointed at himself with his thumb.

"I am Karen Truman, who aspires to become a great knight-errant like Pasilol and will go down in history!"

"Hello, Mr. President of America..."

"Ah? What did you say? I didn't hear clearly..."

What a dramatic name... Mu Fan Ge looked at his nose and his heart: "I didn't say anything."

"I see. Then, my beautiful lady, have you ever heard of the great Paladin Parosir?"

Karen's bright blue eyes sparkled.

"Excuse me...Why are your ears pointed?" Mu Fan Ge, who likes Link, asked curiously.

Karen twisted her waist proudly: "Haha! Let me answer for you, beautiful lady... Because, I am a ranger! After becoming a ranger, your ears will gradually become pointed, so that you can better sense any movement and become one with nature. The power of a ranger will also be concentrated in the ears, so there will be legends of evil wizards cutting off the ranger's ears..." Karen said here, and shrank her neck a little in fear.

"So that's how it is..." Mu Fange was a little disappointed: "I thought it was because of the elves or something..."

Karen was very excited: "Elves are just ancient legends, right? I didn't expect that you, my beautiful lady, are also a romantic person. I also like these legends of ancient sages. Then please let me introduce you to the great Paladin Palosil!"

Mu Fan Ge gritted his teeth: Wrong decision! Help!

……

"Let me tell you something! Lord Palohil Arthur was a great paladin from a thousand years ago. He has always been a model of a commoner. He was born into a peasant family in a remote village. He left his family at the age of fourteen to venture out into the world. He joined the army at the age of eighteen. He was gifted, trained hard, studied seriously, was smart, wise, brave and good at fighting, blah blah..."

Isn't this surname alone not common enough?

Mu Fan Ge began to doze off.

"...He has made great military achievements on the frontier. Neither monsters nor skeletons are his match. He can see through the enemy's tactics at a glance! He is a natural born general! As expected of Lord Palohil, he quickly stood out among his peers! He was selected by the church and transferred back to the capital to become a knight guarding the main city. He is amazing! This is an honor for the country, the church, and all mankind! Then! In the battle where the rebels attacked the city to defend the throne, Palohil crushed the evil plan of the reactionaries and protected the old king and the young princess! No evil force can be his opponent!"

Perhaps it was because of the law of conservation of excitement. Unlike Karen who was glowing, the iron-headed boy Mu Fange kept banging his head against the car window because he was sleepy.

Karen didn't notice that Mu Fange was drowsy at all. He concentrated on telling the story: "Then a giant dragon attacked. The brave and fearless Palosil led the army as the vanguard to fight against the dragon, and he deservedly won the victory! As expected of Lord Palosil, even the dragon was no match for him! After the war, Palosil became famous and was named a paladin! He was a pioneer of the warrior profession. Since then, countless adventurers have sprung up like mushrooms after rain..."

"Stop telling stories! How many times do you want to tell them? It's time to eat!" The carriage stopped at some point and the merchant's voice came from outside.

Mu Fan Ge, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up.

The two men got off the carriage and found a cleared area where they had already started a fire. They were now using branches to support a small pot to boil water.

The merchant and his two followers were setting up tents. When they saw them coming down, they called them to come over for dinner.

Mu Fan Ge stopped walking: He suddenly realized that he had no money! He was cursed by the god of poverty.

"What's wrong with you? Come over for dinner?"

Mu Fan Ge scraped the loose dirt on the ground with his toes:

"Um... sorry... I... I don't actually have the currency of this place... Thank you very much for giving me a ride..."

"Hahaha, what do I think it is? It's nothing! It's just a stop on the way. How could I ask a little girl like you for money? Besides, there's nothing good for dinner, just some bread and bacon to fill your stomach. I can still afford it, hahaha..." The businessman laughed heartily and hospitably pulled Mu Fange to sit down and eat.

Dinner consisted of dried and salted bacon, dry and hard bread, and cheap black tea brewed with boiling water.

"good to eat!"

Mu Fange, who hadn't had a proper meal since traveling here, commented.

Karen exclaimed rudely, "Huh? This stuff is delicious? I can't even chew it! Are you serious? I'm so touched, beautiful lady. Your heart is as beautiful, pure, and kind as your appearance... Seeing your clothes are so exquisite, I thought you were a picky noble lady. I really judged you by my own standards. Please accept my apology!"

Mu Fange was a little shy - because Mr. Korishi's teeth were so good!

After dinner, Karen enthusiastically preached around the campfire, while Mu Fan Ge used his backpack as a cover to rummage through the monocle space of Time Worm No. 3563, trying to find something that could serve as a general equivalent to pay for the fare.

Damn it! There are so many gems and gold in Korreshi's secret room, why didn't I think of taking some with me? What a mistake, such a mistake! I didn't even have the gold coins to change after changing clothes...

However... Mu Fange did find a box of various minerals that the original body had given him.

(Given in Chapter 52)

Never mind, let’s give it a try!

Mu Fan Ge rubbed against the merchant who was busy counting goods.

"Well... Thank you very much for your help. This is probably the only valuable thing I have... Please take a look at the stones that suit your taste and pick a few to take as my travel fare. Otherwise, I will feel uneasy..."

Mu Fange showed him the wooden box that the original body gave him.

"Oh, it's the raw ore that has never been cut or polished. I will keep it well. Maybe I can meet a jeweler in the future and make a brooch or cuff out of it."

The businessman happily picked up a piece of emerald green rhombus and put it carefully into the inside pocket of his coat.

"Would you like to take a few more? It's still a long way to town..."

Mu Fange shook the box, and the crystals collided with each other, making a clear and pleasant sound.

"Hahaha, I'm not a petty businessman, haha! I really like to help travelers and adventurers passing by. Just consider this as a gift from you!" The businessman patted his pocket.

"Oh! It's ore? Why do you have so many ores, beautiful lady? Do you like collecting these? I heard that some wizards use various kinds of ores to cast spells. Is this beautiful lady a wizard?" Karen also came over, like a hound with a very sensitive nose.

“No, no, I’m not a wizard. This is just my collection. But I do have the ideal of becoming a wizard…” Mu Fange waved his hand and put the box away.

"Beautiful lady, you actually want to become a wizard. Have you heard of the great Paladin Palohil's partner, the great spellcaster Ezmia Merlin? She is a well-deserved genius who has opened up a systematic wizard spell system. Most wizards today live under her shadow..."

Mu Fan Ge scratched his head: "Is it similar to the status of a patriarch?"

"Ancestor... ancestor... teacher... what a wonderful description. You are also a genius, beautiful lady!" Karen was not stingy with her verbal compliments.

Mu Fange opened his mouth, but finally closed it, not wanting to burst the young ranger's fantasy about the beauty.

……

After dinner, everyone chatted around the campfire.

The flames crackled as they licked the damp wood. One of the merchant's two followers returned from the woods with a small bag of acorns, which he dumped into the fire to roast.

"Beautiful lady, do you know the legend of the holy sword? It is the holy sword placed in the holy land of warriors, the Holy City of Ermaqi." Karen came close to Mu Fange.

Although Mu Fange was very curious about the setting of this world, the realistic smell of this ranger made him feel sick.

So Mu Fange approached the businessman with a cup of tea in his hand and asked, "Uncle, what business are you in?"

"Hahaha, I do all kinds of business! This trip carries barley, linen, pepper, and vanilla. We collect the goods from various producing villages and transport them to Alice City. Barley is usually sold to wineries, linen is sold to fabric markets, and pepper and vanilla are sold to spice shops..."

The businessman pulled out a tin cigarette case and pipe from his jacket pocket, added some tobacco to the pipe, and then picked up a burning branch from the fire to light the cigarette.

Although no one wanted to listen to Karen's story, she still told the story on her own.

"The Paladin Palohil has a holy sword. Although the legend records that his most common weapon is the Paladin Hammer, he does have a holy sword. This holy sword is the only thing left of Palohil. It is also the sacred object of the warrior profession. Every warrior must swear to the church by it. This holy sword will give the warrior the righteous power to punish evil..."

Mu Fange noticed the last sentence: empowerment? Could this holy sword be a "sealed object" combined with Beyonder characteristics?

"Where did this holy sword come from?" Mu Fange put down the teacup and pulled out a burnt acorn from the fire.

"Don't be impatient, I was just about to say..." Karen waved his hands, his pointed ears jumping: "Legend has it that this holy sword was used by Palohil to kill the dragon. According to the records of the church, in the final battle, the sword in Palohil's hand was burned by the dragon's flames. In the critical situation, Palohil's deputy, the then royal prince Kemofa, threw his sword to Palohil like a javelin, and Palohil was able to kill the dragon with this sword!"

Mu Fan Ge threw the burnt acorn into his mouth and nodded. It made sense. The power of the dragon was integrated into the sword.

"Do I have to touch the holy sword and take the oath to become a warrior?" Mu Fangge wanted to touch the holy sword.

"Hahaha, beautiful lady, maybe you think it would be cool to be a warrior, but unfortunately, warriors have always been men and wizards have always been women since ancient times. This phenomenon is not a coincidence, but because it is difficult for women to master the power of warriors, and it is also difficult for men to master the power of wizards. Therefore, there are very few recorded male wizards and female warriors. Although creative attempts are very meaningful, as a senior, I still have to advise you."

Karen talks a lot.

So, is this a case of the upper class controlling the lower class, similar to the original witch? Or do the warrior and wizard professions represent the yin and yang of the extraordinary power of this world?

Mu Fange nodded to show that he understood, and pulled out an acorn from the fire.

"Does the wizard have any sacred objects?" Mu Fange asked while peeling acorns.

"Of course there is! The wizard's holy land, the city of Andres, was built on the world tree formed by the roots of Ezimia Merlin's staff! According to the records in the story, after Ezimia, the raw materials for every wizard's first staff came from this world tree. Then, the wizards would leave the holy land and travel around the world to find materials for making their second staff. But after all, I'm not a wizard, so I don't know more specific details."

"Oh...I see...Thank you." Mu Fange thanked politely.

"Hahahahaha! It's absolutely my honor to be able to help you, my beautiful lady!" Karen proudly puffed out her chest and patted it.

As the night deepened, the businessman finished his cigarette and got up to prepare everyone for bed.

Karen's face flushed, and he stammered helplessly, "Um, this beautiful lady...she...she will sleep with us too?"

"It's okay, this tent is big enough for five or six people to sleep!" the businessman waved his hand.

Mu Fange nodded in agreement and pointed to his backpack: "No problem! I brought a pillow and a blanket!"

Karen was anxious, but he was too embarrassed to say it directly, so he could only say "but...but..." over and over.

"You don't want to sleep in the same tent with me? Then I'll sleep in the carriage? The carriage is quite spacious." Mu Fange was understanding.

"No, that's not what I meant. I just mean, you should sleep in the tent. You can't even stretch your legs in the carriage..." Karen couldn't describe in words his complicated feelings of wanting to sleep in the same tent with the beautiful girl but not daring to do so. So he hoped not to sleep in the same tent with the beautiful girl, but he also didn't want the beautiful girl to not sleep in the tent because of him.

So Karen just shut up.