Chapter 27 27: Everyone’s choice

Author: I really want to eat meat 597

Chapter 27 27: Everyone’s choice

Sensing the rising momentum in the room, Anji sighed silently.

This strong "Uncle Berg" is obviously not as innocent as he appears. He has a very good control over people's hearts and works step by step. He only proposed cooperation two weeks after moving here, so he must be fully confident.

He even built this wooden house for this purpose as his base of operations in the village of Anderkofi.

The current situation is very clear. This spy from the Commorra Territory, sent by the "good lord next door" Grabak Stavov, is obviously also a fearless one.

Although she was curious about how this person managed to sneak into the Grosk Territory, she didn't know enough about the world to make any assumptions.

If the villagers of Andekofi Village agree here, the enemy she will face is not just the mole in front of her, but the entire village.

It's really troublesome for the three of them alone, and they even have to think about the possibility of joining these good neighbors like these villagers.

After all, she is not a loyal fan of Slade, she is just a casual fan.

Anji's eyes turned back to the village chief.

Havok obviously still had concerns. Even though several people around him kept casting fiery glances at him, he did not agree hastily because of this.

At this moment, bearing the fate of everyone, he was lamenting his own insignificance in his heart.

Time has given Havok far more insight and wisdom than ordinary people, but it has not given him the corresponding courage and strong body.

Even though he has gray hair, his enemy is still young and powerful, even stronger than before.

This is Grosk, not the Commorragh Territory. How could the lord next door save the lives of a whole village of children from the hands of an inhuman monster? He might just treat them as disposable chess pieces.

But equally, Slade never regarded them as human beings.

Havok's eldest son and his wife were taken away one after another in the lean years when they could not pay taxes, and their lives were uncertain.

That's why Havok loves his young second son so much. Even if he is reckless and impulsive and lacks thinking, he is still his closest relative. He is his only spiritual support in this era of endless meals.

Because of his personal relationship, Locke was able to participate in this crucial meeting that decided the fate of the whole village.

But even so, the old village chief, who was highly respected in the village, could not give his son a warm enough home. It was not even clear whether the hole could be repaired before winter.

Especially the three knights eating and drinking here made the already poor Locke family even worse.

As the head of Andekoffi Village, he could not let him harm other residents, so he could only swallow the anger and blood in his belly.

Anji didn't know what the village chief was thinking. She could only see his face changing rapidly between cloudy and sunny. His back felt cold, and his nose felt itchy and made him want to sneeze...

The old man lowered his eyes slightly to block others from peeking into his heart, but he could not stop the fire of revenge burning in his chest.

"Berg, how can you ensure that the villagers of Anderkofi Village can have a bright future instead of falling into another abyss?"

"It's very simple." Seeing that the stubborn old man finally relaxed, Berg's face remained calm, but his tone involuntarily sped up, "Anderkofi Village is the closest village to Comorra. Mr. Grabak

The knights are already waiting in the forest three kilometers away."

"As long as you openly express your support for Comorra, our troops will immediately attack and build a barrier belonging to the Comoran Territory in Anderkofi Village. And you will be protected by Lord Grabak and become the leader of Komorra.

New residents of Mora!”

Everyone present was shaken, as if they could see that they had been away for fifty years, and now only the ordinary and happy life remained in the legend.

The well-informed Havok couldn't help but be shaken - even during the time when Slade usurped the throne, the barrier of Glosk had never changed, so they had to live here.

If the outside was not a foreign land full of curses, even if this was their beloved hometown, they would reluctantly flee here, just so that they no longer have to endure the pain of separation of flesh and blood, no longer have to work day and night, but still cannot have a full meal.

A life of food.

"Can you really destroy Slade...Glosk's barrier? But once the barrier is broken, the curse from the outside world will instantly swallow up this place. How are you going to protect us from the curse?"

"You don't have to worry about that. And... we never said we would destroy Slade's barrier."

In the astonished gazes of everyone, Berg sneered, "We have the 'Reverse Knight'."

Just as Anji was listening carefully and breathlessly, Berg suddenly fell silent.

No matter how many questions Havok and the villagers asked, and even tempted him with cooperation, he refused to reveal any more information, and even drove them away on the grounds that it was getting late.

It seems that the "reversed knight" is an important secret of the Comorra Territory, and his status is much higher than Berg. Even saying this name is already crossing the line.

The farce below ended in a hurry.

But tonight's unexpected harvest was enough to put a smile on Anji's lips.

She now stands at a fork in her life:

Do you want to choose to report this matter to Slade in exchange for a high status in Glosk?

Or should we join them, get rid of Slade, and join the "kind-hearted lord next door, Grabak"?

No matter which path she chooses, a huge bloody storm awaits her.

As for retreating into the mountains and forests, away from the struggle for power, she had never thought about it. It was not in line with her character to wait for death. Since she was lucky enough to come to this world, how could she not leave any traces?

And only those who take the initiative to enter the dispute can win a place in the tide of the times.

Maybe you can even happen to find a way home?

Thinking of this, she felt more and more comfortable. Since coming to this world, she had never experienced this feeling of choosing her own destiny, and the ideas in her mind became clearer.

When Berg boasted about his lord in the house, the focus was on his "kindness and noble character", and he did not mention his strength at all.

Obviously, Grabak is inferior to Slade in terms of hard power.

When hugging your thighs, naturally you have to choose the hardest hug.

The terrifying image of Slade in folk rumors is actually exaggerated.

Although this lord is eccentric, he is extremely gentle when dealing with those close to him.

Such as Barton and Jessier.

She happens to have a close friendship with these people. Rounding it all off, it can be considered nepotism, right?

The cool night breeze blew through my hair.

Under the extremely dim moonlight, the girl standing alone on the roof whispered in an extremely soft voice to the hilt of the sword in her hand that glowed with a strange red light:

"Elia, get up and work."

…

After everyone left, Berg changed his previous impassioned look and showed a tired look.

This kind of socializing to win people's hearts consumes a lot of energy, but fortunately the effect is good, and the rest is just a matter of waiting patiently.

But the three knights in the village are always a variable. While Slade is currently recruiting troops and busy dealing with the strange situation in Grand Village, getting rid of those three people is the first choice.

Because he recognized that the man who was seriously injured and unconscious was the deputy leader of the Slade Knights, Barton.

There were frequent conflicts between Grosk and the Comorra Territory, but he recognized all the knights who had been on the battlefield.

If he can take the opportunity to solve this big hidden danger, Lord Grabak will definitely give him a generous reward, and he may even be given a small territory!

Although the young brown-haired knight still retains his fighting power, there is nothing to fear.

Although the fearless ones are far more powerful than ordinary people, they take time to cultivate. This person must be new to the scene, and he is young, so naturally he is not much stronger.

As for the female knight who looked younger, Berg paid even less attention to it. The "apprentice knight certificate" hanging on the waist could not escape his eyes. With such a small body, she also had a belt on her leg.

Even though he was injured and walked with a limp, it was considered good that he was not beaten to death by the villagers.

I have to find a time to send them "on the road" together.

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Hello...are you Mr. Berg?"

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It felt like I was suddenly given a shot of chicken blood, very happy!

Sure enough, everything will get better, hehe~ (ω)

For me, the happiest thing is that more people like the story I wrote and more people are willing to read the novel I wrote.

As for whether to collect income or not, that's a secondary matter...

(Because I’m basically just posting and writing now, I won’t say more about this)

I said at the end of the previous chapter that the audience of this work is too small, but in fact this is not my personal opinion, but what the editor said to me.

While she encouraged me, she also told me seriously: I may have to write 300,000 words with all my heart before I can have stable readers.

This sentence is very pertinent and very euphemistic, for fear of dampening my enthusiasm.

And this is also my first signed novel.

Before this, I had only written one novel of about 50,000 words, and I basically made the same mistakes that all beginners make.

Even when I couldn't continue writing, I started to wake up.

So I went back, read like crazy, and began to accumulate various writing materials.

This period lasted less than a month because I couldn't help but stop writing.

Coding has become a habit, and I started writing again.

When I signed this book, I couldn't sleep all night, tossing and turning like a primary school student going on a spring outing the next day.

But this is not because I am happy, but because I am afraid that I will not write well and that no one will want to read it.

To this day, I still feel uneasy when writing.

I'm so lucky to have you as readers.

Every reader is my treasure
Chapter completed!