章 40: Farm Village

A magnificent kingdom untouched by other races soared high above the earth. Humans in general were unable to witness what was happening above the blue sky and white clouds, as if they were created so simple and helpless. In the kingdom was a sanctuary so dark that not even the slightest light could penetrate it.

It was quiet, calm, yet eerie inside. There was no sound or wind at all until the ears buzzed loudly and the chest swelled. The place was certainly not abandoned by the Sovereign who loved this situation. His eyes remained open, tracing the endless darkness while ignoring the few people under his feet.

A sigh was wasted when boredom set in. He wanted entertainment, he wanted surprises, and he also wanted destruction. His hands were clasped tightly as if he wanted to destroy this world with one punch even though he knew he could do it right now.

But...

"My Lord, My Lord!" one of his subordinates came from outside. slamming the door, with a black necklace around his neck. "I got a report that there is a God who might be able to drive us out of this place."

Hearing that, he looked displeased and showed off a bit. He held the airway and asphyxiated the waiter and then slammed him in all directions. Hitting the wall many times until finally being slammed to the ground. Interestingly, the waiter did not die or feel pain. Instead, he continued to say one or two words that made the situation worse.

"We have to get out of here or you'll die...!" the servant had finished his last sentence before all his limbs splattered, littering the palace floor. The blood flowed so profusely that one of the underlings beneath his feet immediately decided to clean up as before.

"I don't believe in anything about Gods. They never exist and always claim a glorious existence. What do you think?" he asked all his subordinates.

For the next three seconds no one opened their mouths out of fear. But one of them took courage and replied with politeness. "There is nothing to be afraid of. Even you can stop this universe regardless of the wounds you receive. It is fate to rule over those who do not guard their words and deeds in your presence. We also apologise for our carelessness in allowing something that displeased you."

"Good. You said what needed to be said. Go back to your place. I want to calm down before I destroy everything I love."

All his subordinates bowed for a moment in respect, then left the Sovereign alone where it was no longer quiet.

"Well, well, well. I wonder whose 'God' that bastard is?"

***

Both feet were at the end of a steep and dark hill. In the distance, a quiet and peaceful village was soothing to the heart and mind after facing the jerks of the system in this world. Sometimes the most respected beings in the world need time to calm their emotions and thoughts that are always being made difficult.

"I believe that village is our next destination. Farming Village." Xavier said so while looking at the map and the village below the evidence in turn.

"Looks soothing. I wonder if such a comfortable village has any internal problems." Cytherea glanced slightly at Enrique then averted her eyes as quickly as possible before being spotted. "But back to our purpose. I want this visit to be for the purpose of purchasing mounts and carriages. Trivial or internal matters are not the purpose of this trip."

"Kindness will definitely be rewarded in unexpected times. Who knows, one of them might give us a ride without having to pay. Never mind, I don't mean to lecture after a long journey." Even Xavier and Enrique didn't expect this journey to take more than a day.

It was now the second day after leaving the previous village.

The Farming Village, a village famous for giving birth to a mount or the above-average quality of their livestock and exceeding customer expectations. Since first releasing the village, the ranchers had never disappointed the expectations of foreigners who stopped by to order meat or buy some mounts for transport between countries.

The land of the village was perfectly round with a river running around the village from end to end. There were no defences or walls blocking the village's activities since it had never been hunted or colonised by a group of bandits or individuals on behalf of one of the countries.

Once in front of the village, they could see why the village deserved to be called the best livestock producer. They are cared for, bathed, handled with the appropriate amount and of course the quality is not for the middle to lower class.

Xavier's view was like breeders taking care of dozens of their mindless children ready to be used as slaves by the next enthusiast. It was pathetic but the laws of nature could not be changed. At the edge of the village, there were also several plots of fields that were used as fodder for livestock and livestock owners.

Almost 80 per cent of the people there enjoy their work as ranchers and farmers.

"I didn't expect them to cherish foodstuffs so much," Xavier spoke of both animal and vegetable crops.

"No one cares about that. We need to find someone who controls their markets." Without asking the locals, Enrique decided to head straight for a multi-storey building made of shiny bricks. This was to distinguish it from the ranchers' houses, made from teak wood.

Having marked the building from the top of the hill, his hunch was never wrong and hesitated after roughly opening the door and distracting a few people. Their glances were not angry or challenged, but rather welcomed and the smiles on their faces towards strangers were to be appreciated.

Yet it became something repulsive to the Goddess.

"Welcome to the Farm Village, ladies and gentlemen. What brings you here?" one of the receptionists behind the counter asked.

"Give me a mount and carriage with a capacity of five to six people. Ensure they are of medium to high quality and don't worry about our finances."

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