Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 199 Information
“Oms, hnein eingek…?”

From within the crevice of the rock, the gaunt man's hoarse reply was initially incomprehensible to Yaro.

'What what what?'

He quickly compared multiple languages ​​in his mind and soon found the correct one.

The Sintian language with a slightly unusual accent.

The correct meaning is: "Who? The disgusting monster is back?"

Not a Finn language?

Has it already broken free from the Yakin Empire?

After gliding for two days, we broke away from the Yakin Empire. The Yakin Empire isn't that small, is it?
Could it be that the glider's speed exceeded expectations because it benefited from the strong cold air in between?
This was Yarrow's second reason for wanting to save the man.

Through this man, one can obtain a lot of useful information.

But—how should I answer that?

Since the language is different, it might mean that this place has already exceeded the influence of the Owl Wizarding Academy.

As long as you don't stand out too much, the chances of being discovered are not high.

This is a good opportunity to see if we can make contact with the superhumans here and try to obtain the purification potion.

Having made up his mind, Yaro cautiously stepped into the crevice, observing his surroundings warily as he stated, "I killed three monsters a few days ago. This is their lair, and I came here specifically for this purpose."

A strong stench emanated from the cracks in the rocks, and Yaro's steps faltered after only a few steps.

He rubbed his feet, and the dry moss beneath his feet was softened by Yaro, revealing several dark human bones.

The flesh on the surface of the skeleton had not completely decomposed, indicating that these harpies had indeed arrived not long ago.

After surveying the area of ​​the crevice, Yaro secretly made a estimation.

We couldn't see any scattered bones from the outside, and this crevice can only hold a maximum of three people.

The number of missing persons is small and within an understandable range.

—If a large number of people are missing, the fact that the harpies are here unharmed can only mean that there are no superhumans in the surrounding human settlements.

The emaciated man, like a fish pulled from the water, frantically struggled to move himself over, shouting, "Witcher? My lord! Save me! My brothers are waiting for me to return! I can't die!"

Brothers?
Did the bond with your loved ones give you such a strong will to survive?
And what about the term 'witcher'—a person who specializes in hunting monsters?

Is he an extraordinary being?

However, this is not the time to study these things.

After confirming the situation around him, Yaro quickly walked over and repeatedly comforted him, "Don't worry, don't worry, let me check your body first."

Just by looking at the emaciated man, you could tell that his physical condition was very bad.

Yaro had the intention to save him, so naturally he couldn't let him scream incoherently and waste the last bit of his life force in vain.

The emaciated man ignored Yaro's pleas, only muttering repeatedly, "My lord... save me! I don't want to die! I don't want to die..."

As the sound grew fainter, Yaro sensed something was wrong: "Hey! Don't fall asleep! Think of your brothers! Don't fall asleep if you don't want to die!"

Given the emaciated man's current condition, if he falls asleep, there's a high chance he'll never wake up again!
He needs to replenish his energy before he can fall asleep and recover through sleep.

The emaciated man was barely clinging to life, and his earlier struggle had already exhausted his already limited strength. After hearing Yaro's repeated words of comfort, he felt safe and his tense mind relaxed, gradually falling into eternal sleep.

No matter how much Yaro threatened him, the already faint heartbeat ceased.

"Hey!"

Sensing his body growing colder, Yaro didn't know what to say.

Life is like a play, and a play is like life. I clearly wanted to save him, but I never imagined that our first meeting would be our last.

but--

Look at his twisted limbs.

Look at his deep, terrifying eyes.

die,

For him, it might not be a bad thing.

Yaro could only shake his head and sigh, muttering to himself, "I don't know if waiting for me is a good thing or a bad thing."

If Yaro hadn't come, he might have been able to live for a few more days in this half-dead state, but seeing Yaro arrive, his emotions became too intense, directly exhausting his already weak life force.

Glancing at the tattered hemp clothing on the thin, bony body, Yaro lost interest in searching for money and valuables and turned to leave.

Several points can be discerned from the clothing worn by the man.

First of all, there is indeed normal human civilization in the surrounding area, rather than a small number of abandoned humans in the wilderness.

Although the material of the man's clothes was not good, the pieces of cloth on some of the patches were made quite well.

The fact that something is refined indicates a certain industrial base or a sufficient amount of cultural heritage.

Secondly, the protruding knuckles of the man indicate that he was not of high status and was probably a laborer.

Moreover, the fact that his skin color is still very dark even after being trapped in this cave for so long indicates that he was not getting enough nutrition before.

Despite his lowly status and malnutrition, he was still able to survive and be brought here, so his original location couldn't have been too far away.

After all, even with his advanced knight breathing technique and six points of physical strength developed since childhood, Yaro still couldn't stand the cold wind after two days of exposure, even with the barrier installed.

What's more, these are unfortunate people who are already in poor physical condition and dressed in even more tattered clothes.

But—how far is this "not far"?

After exiting the narrow passage, Yaro looked back at the crevice in the rock, thought for a moment, and took out the spare Fiery Greatsword from his spatial ring.

After expending some energy, Yaro struggled to pry the tilted stone beside him away.

"Bang!"

With a loud crash and dust flying, the narrow crack in the stone was sealed shut.

Yaro leaned on his Fiery Greatsword and gasped for breath for a moment before whispering, "Considering you've provided me with so much information, I can't just leave you to rot in the wilderness. There are rocks all around, so digging a hole is out of the question. I'll just close the door for you; it's a decent place inside."

Wiping away his sweat, Yaro sheathed his heavy sword and once again used his cross-shaped longsword to climb to the summit of the mountain.

Since the human settlements are not far away, how exactly should we search for them?

Activating his flight spell, Yaro flew straight upwards while surveying his surroundings.

The temperature was not high today, and there was a light mist in the air. The surrounding area was covered with high mountains and forests, so Yaro did not see any signs of humans.

However, human settlements are always inseparable from water sources.

As they continued to ascend and circled around several times, Yaro finally spotted a narrow stream on his right.

There are no other water sources nearby.

Therefore, the lower reaches of that stream could very well converge into a river large enough to sustain a large number of people.

In other words, it is possible to find human settlements by following that stream!
While I wouldn't say it's absolute, it was... Yaro's only option.

(End of this chapter)