Chapter 676: Human ties
Gordon originally wanted to simplify things, but the brigade leader obviously didn't want this simplicity.
He didn't even bother to question the big-nosed village chief, so he directly jumped to the topic and pulled the latter to talk enthusiastically about bringing things to deliver letters.
Even the head of the group emphatically emphasized that this matter did not require any favors or money. It was all about making friends. The village chief could explain everything in the letter sent back.
As for how to get the answer you want from the great monk Zheng, that is his own business.
Gordon understands that this may also be a strategy of retreating before advancing. As long as the attitude is sincere enough, you can always gain some initial goodwill.
With the sugar-coated cannonballs removed, only the delicious candy is left. But if you are hit in the face with candy as big as a cannonball, don’t you have to take two steps back?
The brigade leader and the big-nosed village chief ordered stronger drinks and started the second round of the "mature men".
Gordon had no interest in participating. Anyway, all the serious things that should be talked about were finished, so he took his leave and left the tavern.
Jiangbo Village is very quiet after nightfall. No one can be seen on the village road, unlike those big cities with so-called "nightlife".
In such pioneer villages, there are often only two choices for night activities, go home and sleep, or go to a pub for a drink or two.
But not everyone likes to drink.
Gordon walked slowly.
Autumn is a time of frequent monsoons, and Jiangbo Village is located by the sea. The night wind is strong and whistling, bringing the moisture of sea water to the body. It is not very comfortable, but it can dissipate the smell of alcohol.
Gordon didn't want to go back to sleep in the small cabin of the Isana just yet, so he wandered along the village road.
This kind of aimless stroll can relax your spirit.
When he came to his senses, he was already very close to the dense forest at the edge of the village, and the road extended deep into the dense forest until it reached the invisible darkness.
"This fence doesn't look like it can stop large monsters. Did the hunters stationed in the village sweep the nearby dense forest too clean?" Gordon muttered and prepared to go back.
Suddenly, he stopped and looked towards the dense forest.
He heard some noise, but he didn't feel nervous.
Even though he was not carrying a weapon at this time, the armor was worn on a daily basis and it was difficult for ordinary monsters to pose a threat to him.
What’s more, the movement didn’t sound like a monster.
A moment later, a figure appeared at the end of the road.
The man could not be called tall, about 170 centimeters tall, with a well-proportioned build. He was carrying a huge package on his shoulders. He walked slowly and was obviously very tired.
Noticing the huge figure in front of him, he was obviously stunned. He subconsciously stretched his hand to the hilt of the sword, but when he confirmed through the blurred moonlight that the person standing over there was a person, he stopped.
“Rosie?” he called tentatively.
The tallest person in the village is his fellow swordsman, but the man in front of him seems to be taller and stronger than Rossi.
"Well"
Gordon realized that he was blocking someone's path and stepped out of the way.
The two looked at each other curiously. After a few seconds, Gordon spoke first: "You are Keogh, right? The village chief mentioned you. I am Gordon, a passing hunter."
"I'm Keogh, hello, Mr. Gordon." Keogh was a very polite young man. He took the initiative to reach out his hand and shook hands with Gordon.
Just when Gordon was thinking about whether it was time to say goodbye, Keogh suddenly invited him: "Mr. Gordon, do you want to come to my house?"
As if he realized that his invitation was a bit abrupt, Keogh scratched his head and said sheepishly: "Ah, sorry, sorry, I almost forgot it was so late, haha."
Gordon saw some shadows of his past in this hunter whose youthful spirit had not completely faded away. He thought for a while and said with a smile: "I happen to be a little thirsty, so I'll go ask for a cup of tea. "
“Ah, good!” Keogh looked very happy.
Invited Gordon to sit down at the only table, lit the lamp, put down the packages and weapons, and Keogh hurried to boil water for tea.
Gordon looked around by the light.
This is a typical hunter's hut, about 20 to 30 square meters in size. It is not spacious and does not have an inside or outside room. However, the walls, roof, doors and windows are all very solid, and no wind or rain can leak in.
Jiangbo Village is a typical pioneer village. As the resident hunter, Keogh probably has a lot of tasks on weekdays. He probably doesn't have the time or the carpentry skills to take care of this small house.
It should be the help of people in the village.
After burning firewood and boiling water, Keogh discovered that the tea leaves at home were all moldy. He wanted to run out to borrow some from other people, but was stopped by Gordon.
“Don’t bother, just drink some water.” Gordon said with a smile.
It’s not like he really came here to drink that cup of tea
Keogh seemed a little embarrassed. Gordon gestured for him to sit down and took the initiative to start the topic, "When I first debuted, I also considered coming to Jiangbo Village. Jiangbo Village had just been established at that time.
Had we come here at that time, we might have known each other long ago. "
At Gordon's initiative, Keogh, who is not introverted by nature, quickly started talking.
The rebellious boy, who was fifteen or sixteen years old, left the Dongdoruma Hunter Training Camp with his own words, took his late father's water dragon swords, and ran to Jiangbo Village recklessly.
Even with a good weapon, he couldn't even defeat the giant wild boar and blue velociraptor at the beginning.
Later, with the help of a light crossbowman named Kut Aiz, he completed the missing foundation step by step, and gradually grew and matured.
"Kut Aiz, haha, it turns out to be that guy, he is your master." Gordon knew this guy, he was also a hunter from East Doruma, a very good light crossbow user, and a guild knight.
“Mr. Kurt Aziz won’t let me call him master.” Keogh said, scratching his head.
“That guy’s character is indeed a bit awkward.” Gordon commented casually.
Keogh asked curiously: "Are Mr. Gordon familiar with Kurt Aiz?"
“I’m not very familiar with him. He and my senior brother are both guild knights, so I’ve met him a few times.”
"Like This"
Looking at Keogh's slight hesitation, Gordon couldn't help but smile. He could roughly guess what the other person was hesitating about.
I guess you want to ask yourself how to become stronger?
The experiences of the two are actually somewhat similar. They both left their hometowns when they were teenagers. He went from a small mountain village to a big city, while Keogh was just the opposite.
Coming into a new environment, he is confused, and is taken care of by his predecessors, and gradually grows up.
Then the next step is to encounter a bottleneck.
Back then, when he first arrived in East Doruma, his state of mind was actually very similar to Keo's. His performance as a four-star hunter was considered very good among his peers, but how could he go further?
Don't understand, don't know.
At that time, I had just met Feng Ying. In Feng Ying’s eyes, she might have seemed mature, strong and confident, but was that really the case?
As the core move of the Great Sword User, the Power Slash was learned by "stealing" from the drunk Senior Sword User in a tavern and then constantly fighting monsters.
It is impossible to learn how to really charge up the sword.
It wasn’t until I met my master that I finally had the opportunity for explosive growth. I turned my accumulation into strength and jumped to a high level in just half a year.
In Gordon’s view, Keogh has clearly entered this stage.
At this time, it is the most suitable option for him to travel and look for opportunities for his own transformation.
But he was obviously restrained.
The word "bondage" may not sound nice, but to put it another way, it is - human ties.
(End of this chapter)