The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

"The first step is to set a goal that no one but a hero can achieve... and it's accomplished."

To defy the gods and try to save a world that has been trapped for a thousand years is nothing short of arrogant.

Ning Feng patted Charlie on the shoulder and turned to walk out the door.

Are you about to leave?

"Yes, since I said I would help you, I won't go back on my word."

Ning Feng paused at the doorway, touched the hempen clothes he was wearing, and turned back with a smile:

"But before that, could you help me prepare a few things?"

You see, if I were the hero...

So, is it reasonable for me to fleece the villagers and search their boxes?

No one should resist.

really.

After a moment's hesitation, Charlie didn't refuse and nodded, saying:

"As you wish."

……

After commissioning Charlie to provide the materials he needed, Ning Feng greeted him.

Where are you going?

Walking towards the door, waving his hand without turning back, Ning Feng said:

"I'm fine, I'll just take a walk around the village."

As a brave adventurer who has just embarked on a journey, the second step is, of course, to recruit companions.

Walking on the dirt road in the village, Ning Feng carefully avoided the muddy parts.

The prying eyes that were there yesterday evening have disappeared, and the atmosphere of the whole town seems to have quietly changed a lot, becoming more friendly.

"I feel that the connection between this town and Charlie is deeper than I thought."

While pondering, Ning Feng found his target and waved to the somewhat awkward-looking fat man in the distance.

“Jack.”

Turning around at the call, Jack's expression, which had been contorted with pain, changed instantly, and he excitedly ran towards Ning Feng.

"grown ups!

! ”

Standing still and waiting for the other party to come over, Ning Feng initially smiled inscrutably, but his expression soon changed slightly.

Uh...

Have you ever had this experience... someone calling your name, rushing towards you with an excited expression?

Ning Feng has some.

Jiang Wan always liked to do this kind of thing, and in the end she would jump up and pounce on Ning Feng, and the two would collide head-on.

You may have had this experience.

But what if a creature that looks like it weighs over 200 pounds and is shaped like a ball runs excitedly toward you?

Don't come any closer!

With a slight change in expression, Ning Feng raised his hand to stop the rampage of the wild, humanoid dump truck:

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Stop, stop! I said stop!

Stomping through the mud, Jack finally managed to stop in front of Ning Feng.

"grown ups!"

Ning Feng nodded with a slight smile, then deliberately asked:

How is your recovery going?

clap clap clap!

Jack patted his chest proudly and said:

"Please rest assured, sir! It's just a whip mark. I'm very strong! Besides, the priest is actually very kind and won't really hurt me."

Oh?

Did he see the chains from last night as whip marks?

"What can I do for you? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Looking at his wide-open little eyes, Ning Feng could almost hear the classic notification sound.

【Clang clang clang!】

Militiaman Jack has extended an invitation to you to join!

"Oh, I see. I'm glad you're alright... I was just wondering if Greywater Town has any rooms that have been empty and uninhabited for a long time?"

【reject!】

Ruthlessly cutting off this possibility, Ning Feng had no interest in the meat shield he casually discarded.

Slightly disappointed, Jack quickly composed himself and asked respectfully:

"Yes, sir. Are you looking to stay here?"

"No, take me to see it, it might be..."

You'll meet some friends.

……

……

After following Jack through three empty houses, Ning Feng told Jack to wait at a distance when they passed the fourth one before going forward alone.

Dongdong.

Ning Feng knocked gently on the door and asked in a soft voice:

"Excuse me, is anyone home?"

The room was silent, and no one answered.

Even though there was no one there, Ning Feng had a feeling that the other person was cautiously watching his every move from behind the door.

"Please don't be afraid, I'm a good person, really."

There was still no answer, but his smile remained unchanged. Ning Feng muttered to himself:

"So he really is gone? That's a real shame."

Unsurprisingly, he turned and left.

Is it just my imagination?

Ning Feng didn't think there was anything wrong with his perception; the current situation was probably that the other party was unwilling to show themselves.

After walking a few steps, Ning Feng suddenly turned his head and smiled at the tightly closed door:

"My stance won't change. Come find me when you're ready to see me."

Breaking down the door is extremely rude...

It hasn't gotten to that point yet.

After all, the other person seemed somewhat familiar to him.

He is a good young man of the new era who has good conduct and never makes enemies with others.

Those who could leave an impression on Ning Feng are most likely not enemies.

After all, Ning Feng was someone who never made enemies.

If there's a grudge, they usually settle it on the spot.

Chapter 202 When the [Hero] Leaves the [Starter Village]

"Okay, this is the last one."

Food rations and a water bag, the best iron sword in the village, a set of civilian clothes, some not much gold coins and a few scattered gems...

There was nothing special about it; it looked no different from the packs of an ordinary traveler on a long journey. I don't know why it was necessary to emphasize preparation.

The only difference was that, as Ning Feng had specifically requested, there was a handwritten letter bearing the Charlie family crest, a church emblem representing Charles's status as a pastor, and a ring signifying the Charlie family's noble status.

Charlie checked and organized everything he had prepared, carefully placing it into the bundle, and hung the iron sword on the horse's back.

The sound of the door lock opening rang out, and Ning Feng's voice came from inside the room:

"Is it ready? I'll come and get it in a bit, just a moment."

Crunch, crunch.

The squelching sound of footsteps on the wooden planks echoed in the room as Ning Feng stepped out, fixing her makeup.

"Sir, you've changed...."

The hempen clothes that were originally stained with wolf blood and looked somewhat worn were replaced with a set of exquisite and solemn noble attire, with a black hooded cloak over them.

After changing into clothing typical of the Dark Ages and adjusting his demeanor, Ning Feng no longer appeared to be a modern person.

His slightly made-up face made the gentle smile that used to hang at the corners of his mouth seem much more fake, revealing an arrogance.

Behind the monocle, his dark eyes were like an abyss, concealing a playful and even more arrogant emotion.

Tall and handsome, with black hair and a mysterious air about him, he also exuded an air of arrogance.

His expression and demeanor perfectly resembled that of a foreign nobleman who lived a carefree life in the Dark Ages and would go hunting with his hounds in his spare time.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"