章節 592: Chapter 592: The Village Chief Blinded by Gold
The next day!
A new day, as beautiful as ever.
Ke Lan was very happy. She would never forget last night's birthday party. It would forever be etched in her heart as her most cherished memory.
She carefully folded the beautiful princess dress and placed it neatly in the wardrobe.
It was her most precious gift… no, her most precious gift was that Heaven had allowed her to meet Lin Fan.
Grateful! Thankful!
The first thing she saw upon waking was the steaming hot breakfast on the dining table, prepared by her dad. After last night, she already considered Lin Fan her father.
Her only family.
"Hurry up and wash up, then eat your breakfast and go to school," Lin Fan nagged as usual. Every morning, the same words, as if he never tired of saying them.
"Dad, I just had my birthday yesterday, can't I rest for a day?" Ke Lan's personality was as lively as Lin Fan's, a case of "like father, like daughter."
Lin Fan said, "No, you have to study hard. Hurry, hurry."
"Okay."
This was a common ailment among children. They thought that having a birthday meant a day off to play, but reality was cruel. School was still school, and that couldn't be changed.
After Ke Lan went to school…
Lin Fan left the blacksmith shop early in the morning, shouldering a hoe. He was going to clear land, cultivate new fields to supplement the household income and save money for Ke Lan.
He had fully embraced the role of a father. Although Ke Lan was still young, she would definitely need money in the future. Although the village was warm and peaceful…
Leaving the village for the big city would require a considerable sum.
Schooling was expensive.
At the farming area…
"Lin Fan, where are you going?"
The villagers working in the fields inquired. Lin Fan now held a relatively high status in the village, after all, he was the source of much of their meat. To be honest, they were truly amazed.
Over the past year, they couldn't say they ate meat every day, but they had it every one or two days.
Almost every villager had received meat gifts from Lin Fan.
Lin Fan smiled, "I'm going to clear some land, to earn some extra income for the family."
Now…
The villagers farmed quickly. In the past, after a day of farming, they would feel exhausted and just want to lie in bed. But now, they felt full of energy, making farming seem easy.
If it weren't for the limited amount of farmland, they would want to work all day.
Working at sunrise, resting at sunset.
This kind of life seemed monotonous, but everyone enjoyed it. What they loved most was seeing a bountiful harvest and their families living better and better lives.
Lin Fan had long been accustomed to this life.
When he had free time, he would search for the Dark God, but there were no clues, nor did he sense any surprising aura.
After much thought…
Perhaps the Dark God hadn't been born yet. It seemed this was another long-lasting dream. It was truly annoying.
During this time…
The Locke Empire was searching for Lin Fan, the great hero who had destroyed the Lich King. He shouldn't remain unknown, but should be known and worshipped by all. However, finding this hero in a sea of people was extremely difficult.
There was no information registration, no surveillance, nothing. Moreover, people lived in scattered locations, even in the most remote areas.
At the same time, monsters frequently appeared in the outside world, and the danger went without saying. Finding someone was no easy task.
Several months later!
A group of adventurers appeared in the village.
For the always peaceful village, the arrival of adventurers was a cause for celebration. Everyone knew adventurers were wealthy, and even the half-closed tavern opened its doors early.
"Boss, what kind of wine do you have?" A red-bearded, burly man, shirtless and red-faced, asked. He was about to be driven mad by this small, broken-down place.
They didn't have any of the wines he ordered.
And they dared to call themselves a tavern? It was laughable.
Moreover, the tavern's decor was incredibly simple, just like being at home. With his keen observation skills, he noticed the tavern owner quickly stashing away a small wooden bed that had been in the tavern when they entered.
"I only have my own homemade wine."
The tavern owner's main occupation was farming, and selling wine was a side business. He usually just drank casually with the villagers in the evenings, and these darn fellow villagers always got drunk and then didn't pay their tabs. Although it was his own brew, they couldn't just do that!
"What kind of wine?"
"Wheat wine."
"Fine, bring us a few pots."
There were five adventurers in the group, men and women. Among the two women, one had pointed ears and didn't seem human, perhaps some kind of elf.
"I didn't expect there to be a village in such a remote place. It's just that there's so little here, it's like returning to primitive life," a male warrior said.
The red-bearded man said, "Sigh, wheat wine isn't that great, but there's no other choice, we'll have to make do."
Seeing the arrival of the adventurers, other villagers brought their own goods to sell. If the adventurers bought, they would profit.
At this moment…
The village chief arrived, smiling, "Welcome, brave warriors, to our village. I am the village chief. May I ask what brings you here?"
He was the village spokesperson. He would properly greet any outsiders, and to appear more pitiful, he had deliberately found a cane, hoping the adventurers would see his pathetic state and give him some silver coins to buy tonics for his health.
The red-bearded man said, "We are the Glai Adventure Group, I am the leader, Glai. Recently, we accepted a quest. A group of bandits have come to your area and are hiding in that mountain."
"Ah, bandits?"
The village chief's face paled with fright. Those were vicious fellows who wouldn't even blink before killing. If the bandits poured into the village, the consequences would be unimaginable. His property would likely be plundered.
Perhaps even the village itself would cease to exist.
The villagers were all defenseless. Encountering these bandits meant certain death.
The red-bearded man said, "Don't be afraid. Our purpose is to eliminate the bandits. It's just that we are unfamiliar with the environment there, so we came here hoping to find a villager familiar with the area to guide us into the mountains."
"Won't it be dangerous?" the village chief asked.
"Dangerous? Are you underestimating the Glai Adventure Group?"
"No, absolutely not."
The tavern owner brought over the wheat wine, "Village Chief, you used to frequent that mountain in your younger days, you're very familiar with it."
As soon as he finished speaking…
The village chief shot him a deadly glare. Was he trying to push the elderly village chief into a fiery pit? Or had he been eyeing the position of village chief for a long time, hoping to inherit it after the bandits killed him?
"Impossible, I haven't been up that mountain for decades, how could I still be familiar with it?" The village chief quickly denied it.
No way.
He didn't want to risk it.
The red-bearded man said, "There's a reward for guiding us. As long as you lead us to the bandits, there's one gold coin as payment."
"How much?"
"One gold coin."
Instantly…
The village chief's expression changed drastically, becoming incredibly righteous. "I can't believe bandits have appeared around our village! As village chief, I have a responsibility to protect everyone's safety. Since you brave warriors have come to eliminate the bandits, then leave the guiding to me."
"But those bandits are vicious, do you brave warriors need to take more people with you?"
Although blinded by the gold…
He still wanted to save his own life.
The red-bearded man said, "No need. We've already investigated thoroughly. The bandit leader is only a four-star warrior, and our members are all very skilled. As the leader of the Glai Adventure Group, I am also a four-star warrior. With our coordination, there won't be any problems."
"Oh, that's good, that's good." The village chief was relieved.
No danger, and he could earn a gold coin for free. It was like a pie falling from the sky.
The tavern owner wanted to slap himself.
He hadn't expected to miss out on such a good opportunity.
In the village, earning a gold coin was very difficult, it would probably take almost a year.
Adventure groups were the most profitable.
But also very dangerous.
They all earned their living with their heads tied to their belts. These bandits had ambushed a merchant caravan, and the caravan had posted a quest with a reward of fifty gold coins. Completing the quest would allow the Glai Adventure Group to live comfortably for a while.
In the mountains…
The village chief walked briskly, not feeling tired at all. However, the female elf archer and mage in the Glai Adventure Group were exhausted. The mountain path was truly difficult, and they wanted to rest.
But seeing the elderly village chief walking without even breaking a sweat, even if they really wanted to rest, they were too embarrassed to say anything.
They were members of an adventure group.
If they couldn't keep up with an old man, they would truly be laughed at.
The village chief said, "This mountain only has two water sources. If these bandits are really hiding here, they must be near the water. We just need to search these two locations."
Lured by the gold…
The village chief seemed to have returned to his youth, to the days of picking flowers in these mountains with the girls. His spirits were high, and he became talkative, giving the Glai Adventure Group a strange feeling.
This elderly village chief was surprisingly energetic.
They found no trace at the first water source.
Finally, at the second water source…
They discovered the bandits' trace.
They were indeed here.
If it weren't for the village chief leading the way, it would have been very difficult for them to find the bandits, unless they were lucky. Otherwise, they would have had to search for a while.
The members of the Glai Adventure Group hid in the shadows.
Observing the situation before them.
Unexpectedly, the bandits had already set up a simple camp here, and there were already Minions patrolling.
"I'll hide here and wait for your triumphant return," the village chief said cautiously.
A gold coin wasn't easy to earn.
He didn't want to be discovered by the bandits.
Staying hidden was the best course of action.
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