Night Crow Master

Half a day later, night came.

Outside the grove of golola, in a small town.

"Sir! i 'm sorry! Sir! "

A 14-5 teenager with apology on his face apologized to a man he hit, and then left, it seemed like something urgent.

"Oh? What did I meet? " The man rubbed the shoulder he had hit, and his face was depressed.

When he was ready to complain about the bad luck of the day, he found that his purse was gone.

The boy was just in his mind. The man shouted out: "damn thief!"! guard! Guard! "

But when the guards came from all over the town with no walls, the boy was far away.

Outside of town.

"Copper?" The simple clothes of the youth, naturally is art.

He went back to the place where he had been, and in the bushes he took out his old aristocratic clothes, and the clothes he wore came from a yard.

He was very careful, hungry, but he was not stupid enough to walk into the town.

This silly way, after he had suffered a great loss in the virtual game Roman Empire five years ago, he had already remembered it.

But... Hungry.

He threw his purse in his hand, and at this moment, he felt that playing virtual games was still useful.

Most virtual games have the "skill completion" setting.

For example, stealing, if you do all the actions in place like real-world thieves, you will get 100% skill completion, and the skill effect will be the best.

With the experience of virtual games, he made a successful move this time.

But that's all.

Just now, he saw a group of people in town.

It was not Viscount crowado, his cheap father, but the son of another nobleman, one of the sons of the last generation of viscount crowreredo, the man of his nominal uncle.

And he and TOVA were also hunted.

However... Yat squints, and if he doesn't read it wrong, just now, TOVA is in the team.

"Sure enough, can't it stand?" He sneered at the medieval type of games, intriguing, betrayal and conspiracy, and never lacked.

The same is true for the upper class, the lower civilians, or hyenas in the gutters.

Yat knows that he will encounter many dangers and will suffer a lot of pain in the future.

Not the virtual game that was suppressed under level 4 pain, but the real serious injury and death crisis.

But what about that?

It has to be said that before we meet real danger, many people have extraordinary determination. It is difficult to say whether we can persist.

And so is art, at least, now he has no danger that he might give up.

After the clothes of the noble master were again and again plugged back into the trees, the figure of art disappeared.

He did not want to return to the town he had just been in, nor to return to the grove of colora, nor to return to Lord crowredo.

Originally, it was.

However, he needs to try to capture a crow, and contract a crow as a servant.

Without any hesitation, he turned and left, and according to the news just received from diners in the pub, there was a village near the town of golola, one of the safest places outside the grove forest.

The forest there is a better choice, a safer place to rest, and a place where crows are easier to find than towns.

But before that, he needs to find some food.

Best, it can be eaten directly.

After all, he's hungry.

"Go! Feller! "

Outside the village, an old hunter was greeting his son, a strong boy with a basket on his back.

The old hunter has the same basket behind it. It is the hunter's tool. It is enough to set traps or peel off prey.

Today, they are going to the periphery of the colora forest, hunting for some of the less powerful prey, peeling off their fur, taking the fur and the rest of the meat to the town for money to meet the needs of his family.

"Why are you so anxious, old Feller?" The strong young man, Feller shook his basket, asked.

"Oh, no, you should call my father, not old Feller." Old Feller turned a white eye, but did not think too much about it, and set out immediately. "This half month, we need to hunt as much as possible to prevent the coming winter."

"Winter?" "It's a long way from winter, four months," Feller wondered

"No, no, no, this year is an accident." "Every 30 years, winter will be two or three months ahead of time. I remember clearly that 30 years ago, the snow almost frozen you who were born into ice.""My God, that's really bad news." Feller shrugged his shoulders. At 30, he didn't remember what happened when he was born.

"Stinky boy, don't believe it. Every old man in the village is making preparations in advance. If you don't believe it, the Baron of golola town will send his knights to collect taxes in a month." Old Feller shrugged. "That kind of tax you've never heard of before."

"Oh, damn winter." When he heard his father's words, philler could not help but cover his face.

Thirty minutes later, Feller and old Feller arrived at the outskirts of the golora forest. As usual, the two hunters went hunting to see if they had enough.

Until... They saw a teenager.

He was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. Although he did not know whether he had passed the bar mitzvah, they could see that the boy should also be a hunter.

Although, the technology is not very proficient.

This teenager, it's Yat, is trying to make a trap for crows. The bait is the green fruit he has just picked.

Although crows eat fruit, he is not sure whether the fruit is the crow's favorite.

[blue sweet fruit: fruit, can restore a little satiety. 】

just like the last game he played in his last life, he can only view its information after he has put it in the inventory.

It's not cold now. At least, he didn't feel very cold when he slept by the tree last night, although he didn't sleep well.

After getting up early in the morning, he began to look for crows. The blueberry for dinner and breakfast was the bait.

However, about two hours later, no crow appeared.

Well, it's certainly stupid.

However, he also expected such a result and prepared other methods.

When he got up, Yat turned his head and waved to the two people in the distance: "two! Can you do me a favor? "

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Half a day later, night came.

Outside the grove of golola, in a small town.

"Sir! i 'm sorry! Sir! "

A 14-5 teenager with apology on his face apologized to a man he hit, and then left, it seemed like something urgent.

"Oh? What did I meet? " The man rubbed the shoulder he had hit, and his face was depressed.

When he was ready to complain about the bad luck of the day, he found that his purse was gone.

The boy was just in his mind. The man shouted out: "damn thief!"! guard! Guard! "

But when the guards came from all over the town with no walls, the boy was far away.

Outside of town.

"Copper?" The simple clothes of the youth, naturally is art.

He went back to the place where he had been, and in the bushes he took out his old aristocratic clothes, and the clothes he wore came from a yard.

He was very careful, hungry, but he was not stupid enough to walk into the town.

This silly way, after he had suffered a great loss in the virtual game Roman Empire five years ago, he had already remembered it.

But... Hungry.

He threw his purse in his hand, and at this moment, he felt that playing virtual games was still useful.

Most virtual games have the "skill completion" setting.

For example, stealing, if you do all the actions in place like real-world thieves, you will get 100% skill completion, and the skill effect will be the best.

With the experience of virtual games, he made a successful move this time.

But that's all.

Just now, he saw a group of people in town.

It was not Viscount crowado, his cheap father, but the son of another nobleman, one of the sons of the last generation of viscount crowreredo, the man of his nominal uncle.

And he and TOVA were also hunted.

However... Yat squints, and if he doesn't read it wrong, just now, TOVA is in the team.

"Sure enough, can't it stand?" He sneered at the medieval type of games, intriguing, betrayal and conspiracy, and never lacked.

The same is true for the upper class, the lower civilians, or hyenas in the gutters.

Yat knows that he will encounter many dangers and will suffer a lot of pain in the future.

Not the virtual game that was suppressed under level 4 pain, but the real serious injury and death crisis.

But what about that?

It has to be said that before we meet real danger, many people have extraordinary determination. It is difficult to say whether we can persist.

And so is art, at least, now he has no danger that he might give up.

After the clothes of the noble master were again and again plugged back into the trees, the figure of art disappeared.

He did not want to return to the town he had just been in, nor to return to the grove of colora, nor to return to Lord crowredo.

Originally, it was.

However, he needs to try to capture a crow, and contract a crow as a servant.

Without any hesitation, he turned and left, and according to the news just received from diners in the pub, there was a village near the town of golola, one of the safest places outside the grove forest.

The forest there is a better choice, a safer place to rest, and a place where crows are easier to find than towns.

But before that, he needs to find some food.

Best, it can be eaten directly.

After all, he's hungry.

"Go! Feller! "

Outside the village, an old hunter was greeting his son, a strong boy with a basket on his back.

The old hunter has the same basket behind it. It is the hunter's tool. It is enough to set traps or peel off prey.

Today, they are going to the periphery of the colora forest, hunting for some of the less powerful prey, peeling off their fur, taking the fur and the rest of the meat to the town for money to meet the needs of his family.

"Why are you so anxious, old Feller?" The strong young man, Feller shook his basket, asked.

"Oh, no, you should call my father, not old Feller." Old Feller turned a white eye, but did not think too much about it, and set out immediately. "This half month, we need to hunt as much as possible to prevent the coming winter."

"Winter?" "It's a long way from winter, four months," Feller wondered

"No, no, no, this year is an accident." "Every 30 years, winter will be two or three months ahead of time. I remember clearly that 30 years ago, the snow almost frozen you who were born into ice.""My God, that's really bad news." Feller shrugged his shoulders. At 30, he didn't remember what happened when he was born.

"Stinky boy, don't believe it. Every old man in the village is making preparations in advance. If you don't believe it, the Baron of golola town will send his knights to collect taxes in a month." Old Feller shrugged. "That kind of tax you've never heard of before."

"Oh, damn winter." When he heard his father's words, philler could not help but cover his face.

Thirty minutes later, Feller and old Feller arrived at the outskirts of the golora forest. As usual, the two hunters went hunting to see if they had enough.

Until... They saw a teenager.

He was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. Although he did not know whether he had passed the bar mitzvah, they could see that the boy should also be a hunter.

Although, the technology is not very proficient.

This teenager, it's Yat, is trying to make a trap for crows. The bait is the green fruit he has just picked.

Although crows eat fruit, he is not sure whether the fruit is the crow's favorite.

[blue sweet fruit: fruit, can restore a little satiety. 】

just like the last game he played in his last life, he can only view its information after he has put it in the inventory.

It's not cold now. At least, he didn't feel very cold when he slept by the tree last night, although he didn't sleep well.

After getting up early in the morning, he began to look for crows. The blueberry for dinner and breakfast was the bait.

However, about two hours later, no crow appeared.

Well, it's certainly stupid.

However, he also expected such a result and prepared other methods.

When he got up, Yat turned his head and waved to the two people in the distance: "two! Can you do me a favor? "

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