On the east side of Need County, deep mountain villages.

This unknown village cannot be found on the past Westerly map. After Clancia was established, it was named Beech Village according to the name of the locals. Because there are several rare beech trees at the beginning of the village.

A young man wearing an animal leather vest was walking on the rugged mountain road, with dry firewood several meters high stacked on his back. Compared with the heavy dry firewood, there was a huge gap between the figure below, which made people have to suspect that it would crush the young man.

But he didn't feel anything strange and still walked on the mountain road easily.

After entering the village, several children in the village saw the young man and trotted around to watch.

"Brother Bud went to pick up firewood again?"

"Yes, if you are still a little cold today, there is not much firewood left in Mr. Tuoke's house. I'll go find some."

"Brother Bud is so awesome, he can recite so much."

"Well, you can do it in the future if you work hard to grow your body." He nodded.

This young man was the restaurant Loran Hill knew in Hoplane, the boy who avenged his friends.

After gaining the practice method and strength given by Lorran Hill, he killed his enemy and then came to his friend Gret's hometown, wanting to do something within his ability.

After coming here, although he was distrustful and feared by the locals (because of his face), in the days that followed, he helped the surrounding villages clean up a lot of monsters, and his fame gradually became stronger. As he became familiar, everyone here no longer rejected him, but slowly accepted him.

"Hey, Bud, you're back." A middle-aged man dressed in a hunter walked out of his home and greeted Bud who was walking on the mountain road.

"I'm back, Uncle Fengde." Bud nodded.

"I'll ask Anna to bring you some bacon later. This is carefully made by my wife and has a unique flavor..."

"Thank you, uncle." The ugly and simple boy smiled.

"It's nothing. You have been helping everyone in the past two years." The hunter uncle walked down the hillside in front of his house, came to Bud, looked at his worn vest, and then said.

"I'll tell Mrs. Rit later and ask her to sew a few new clothes for you. Although it's spring now, it's still very cold. It's not okay to wear too little."

"No need to be so troublesome, winter is coming like this." Bard shook his head, and then a red color appeared on his skin with clear muscles, a trace of white smoke rose, and the dew accumulated on his body was evaporated.

"I am an extraordinary person, don't be afraid of the cold."

"That's right, it's a magical consuming thing. After all, it's better to wear more clothes."

"And you are also a great hero in our village. You have helped defeat so many monsters and such powerful people. You can't wear too simple clothes, otherwise outsiders would think we will reject you."

Unable to resist the uncle's kindness, Bud had to agree and then ask Mrs. Rit to help him measure his body size.

He continued to move forward with dry firewood on his back. He first helped Mr. Tuoke's house to replenish firewood so that the widowed man would not have to worry about the cold. Then he brought the excess dry firewood back to his place where he lived. There was a rough house made of stone, the roof was made of thick thatch mixed with soil, and a layer of wooden board was placed underneath. Although it looked simple, it was waterproof under the pile of thick materials.

After returning home, he started to make a fire and cook. What he once learned in a restaurant is now very easy to use.

Take the air-dried meat strips from the hanging beam on the roof, cut them off a few pieces and throw them into a pot, add some radish pieces and vegetables, and wait until the bread beside it is cooked and you can eat it.

While waiting, he came to another place in the house, scooped out clean water in a large water tank, cleaned his body briefly, then replaced it with another clean animal skin vest, and sat back to the stove. At this time, the things were almost cooked.

Although life in the mountains is simple, it also has a kind of peace and peace, which makes him quite satisfied.

Gret's hometown is in this village. His family originally had three children, the eldest son, Gret, and his brother died in a mine accident. Gret participated in the uprising in Clancia and went to the south and never came back. Now the only remaining girl in the family is a girl named Karen, who is currently living with her parents.

Let's go to Karen's house tomorrow and ask them if they need help in the field now. When thinking about this, Bud closed the door and prepared to practice his extraordinary sequence, and then went to bed.

A clear and ethereal voice sounded in the village.

"Hello, is this Beech Village?" It seems that she is a girl. She has a standard accent, and she should have come from the hinterland of Clancia and has received an excellent education.

"Yes." Uncle Hunter replied readily.

"Is this lady going to come to our village to buy some ferret fur? This is the only specialty in our village." The uncle guessed the origin of the blonde lady and then promoted her own things.

"If you have any fur, you can buy some, but I also want to ask for someone, that is a young man named Bard."

"Bad, is there anything you need to ask him? He has refused to recruit him several times."

"It's not a recruit, it's just a simple desire to meet and see. It's considered an acquaintance from the past."

"So, he lives on the other side of the village, I'll take you there."

The villagers in the mountains were very simple and took the girl directly to a house built by rocks. The girl who had just arrived was wearing a black windbreaker and coat, with gray boots on her slender calves, and a little golden hair was exposed outside her hood. Her face was beautiful and slightly hazy.

Hearing the footsteps from afar, the door of the house had opened early, and the strong young man had already walked out of the house.

In the surprised gaze of the hunter uncle, this young man, who was usually extremely powerful, saluted respectfully at this moment.

"Hello Miss Lady." He slowly raised his head. In the evening twilight, the pair of eyes looked bright and surprised and grateful.

"Long time no see, Bud." The blonde girl did not refuse, accepted the young man's salute calmly, and then replied.

"Thank you, uncle, then." The blonde lady turned around and said.

"Nothing...a small thing." Although he was full of surprise, the hunter uncle nodded slowly and then continued to say later.

"Then I won't bother you." After saying that, he walked away in a small slash.

Two candles were lit on the rough wooden table, and the two came to the table and slowly talked about their experiences over the past two years.

At first, Bud was worried that the young lady would not get used to the rough wooden chairs of her house, but she didn't seem to feel uncomfortable when she looked at her, but instead she sat down naturally and adapted.

"Sit down, Bud, I've been missing for two years."
Chapter completed!