Five days later.

Passland, logging house.

"Huh..." Art wiped his sweat and looked at the sky.

In order to pay for Fleck's healing magic, he needs to do work - "explicit work".

Although he had a lot of money on him, he could not take it out directly.

He didn't pay, and Pastor Fleck didn't intend to let him leave just like that.

In fact, for those who have no money to pay for treatment, the church also has corresponding countermeasures - using labor and work in exchange.

Although Art has the status of "Wizard Apprentice", he did not even have a second inscription engraved on it. Dark Energy erodes this skill, which consumes no psychic energy at all, and cannot be used as proof of his status as "Wizard Apprentice".

In fact, if it was not necessary, he would not show his identity as a wizard's apprentice again, so he would just use his identity as a bard.

He has a feeling that he can use these two identities to do something in the future.

And now...he needs to control his crow servants to find other crows and move wood at the same time——

Yes, a wizard's apprentice, a master who has recovered from his injuries, needs to do manual labor to repay the cost of his treatment.

At this time, a voice came to his ears:

"Hey, Mr. Art! You can take a rest. Your injury is just fine."

The speaker was a middle-aged man with some white hair on his temples. Although his face looked a little vicissitudes of life, he still looked very strong. The long-handled axe, which was a bit worn but the blade was polished to reflect light, was struck by him.

Lean on your hands.

The simple woodcutter had a very kind smile on his face.

"It's okay, Uncle Barrod. Exercise can help me recover faster, can't it?" Art raised his thin arms and made a bodybuilding posture.

And Art's actions also amused the uncle: "Hahaha! Mr. Art, you will definitely become a strong young man."

Because Art behaved very maturely and steadily, after getting along with him for a few days, Barrow couldn't help but ignore his rather youthful face.

As he spoke, Barrow blinked his eyes, rested his arms on the axe, and looked at Art: "Mr. Art, after today, your salary will be able to offset Pastor Fleck's treatment costs. You can also

Do you want to work here?"

Art smiled and shook his head: "Uncle, isn't your son going to be brought back from Red Rose today? Are you still going to hire a weak guy like me to work?"

"Hahaha, Fasi doesn't want to stay here and log wood with me." Talking about his son, the smile on the uncle's face became gentler. "He has always wanted to be an adventurer and a mercenary.

When you come back this time, maybe you have become a mercenary?"

"To be honest." Art carefully considered his words, "Mercenaries and adventurers' lives are not safe."

"I know." There was a hint of nostalgia and guilt in Balod's expression, "If this is his choice, I will support him. Men should have their own ideas and listen to me in everything, but that's not okay."

He is a man with a story.

Art shook his head and straightened his waist: "Uncle Barrod, after staying in the town for a few days, I will leave. I have to go to Red Rose to get the piano repaired."

Barrod nodded. After getting along with him in the past few days, he also knew that Art was a bard. His harp was broken. Although he tried to make one for him, he could only make a wooden frame. He couldn't do it here.

There was no material for making strings, and there was no place to repair instruments in a small place like Passling.

"Then, that's it for today." Barrow smiled, "I still have to go south to pick up Fassi. Mr. Art, please wait a moment and I'll get you today's wages."

"OK."

Art watched the other person enter the room with a smile on his face. The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his vision also shifted accordingly.

In the forest not far away, a flock of dark crows landed on the treetops.

The first one to fall was a crow that was obviously larger than the other crows, and the feathers on the corners were slightly dark red.

The other nine crows also have similar characteristics.

Art fed them the carcasses of demonized wolves.

As Art had observed before, the flesh and blood of the demonized wolf has a strong ability to infect people. Now every one of his group of crow servants seems to be demonized.

They are also more aggressive than before. If Art hadn't restrained them, they would have a strong intention to attack the creatures they saw.

Even so, these guys killed quite a few beasts.

However, Art was not able to gain much experience - in his previous life, the players of the summoning style were too arrogant, so many of the tricks of the summoning style were eliminated.

The two biggest impacts are that the inventory can no longer be used through the contracted creature. When the contracted creature causes a kill, the player can only get 1% of the experience value, which is the same as without.

No matter how many creatures the contracted creatures kill, he can't gain any experience, nor does he need to rely on quantity stacking to upgrade - if the monsters killed by the contracted creatures are of a lower level than the player, the player won't even get 1% of the experience.

The player must at least make one final stab.

Putting behind him the strange feeling of seeing himself from the perspective of a crow servant, Art raised his head and looked at Uncle Barrod with a smile.

After receiving the wages from Uncle Barrod, Art gave the money to the deacon of Passland Church.

However, Fleck was not at the church.

"We have received news that the Delud Territory has been completely destroyed by the evil demon warlock. The priest has rushed to the Red Rose Territory to discuss with Lord Keynes." The deacon sighed. He learned the news from Fleck.

"De Rude was destroyed?" Art's face was "pale" and he seemed to be frightened.

"Yes." The deacon raised his head and looked at Art. He still remembered the tragic situation when Art was brought here. "You are so lucky. I heard Lord Fleck say that in other territories around De Rude, there are many

There have been some serious

The injured people all said that they were attacked by demonized wolves and escaped with their lives. Later, some travelers and caravans who came to Dilude and discovered Dilude's tragic situation and those who came back also reported Dilude.

News of destruction."

As he spoke, the deacon looked a little worried and whispered: "I wonder if that evil demon warlock will come here..."

Then, the deacon shook his head again, and the powerful clergy from other areas rushed towards Delud. The demon warlock would definitely be eliminated by the adults. Looking at Art, who looked horrified and seemed to be frightened,

, he sighed, and drew a word from left to right on his chest with his palm: "Mr. Art, then I will go back to work first."

Without waiting for Art to answer, he muttered the prayer lines in the textbook and walked back to the backyard.

And Art, after being stunned for a while, also left.

Although there was some speculation in his mind, he was still frightened by the news that Dilude Town was destroyed.

After all, Viscount Dilude, who is sitting in Dilude Territory, is rumored to be a high-level wizard apprentice close to the official level, and the church in Dilude Territory also has a high-ranking priest and many mid-level priests.

The middle-ranking Paladin, plus a large number of mercenaries gathered there, had no ability to resist, so they were wiped out.

Taking a deep breath, Art's pursuit of power became stronger and more urgent in his heart.

"Huh——" Exhaling the tightness in his chest, Art looked towards the south——

Hurry to the Red Rose Territory and find as many beasts and monsters as possible to kill along the way. After arriving at the Red Rose Territory, find a way to collect blue blood gems.

He needs to upgrade his level and skill level as soon as possible.

The next day, Art took some copper coins from the inventory, bought dry food and water, and then left Pas.

Before leaving Parsland, he had not used the money in his inventory at all, but now that he was leaving, there was no need for him to hide it anymore.

I have stayed in the Pass Territory for a long time, my injuries have been healed, and I have gathered a lot of basic information about the Red Rose Viscounty Territory. It is time to set off.

Standing at the southern exit of Pass Territory, Art narrowed his eyes and ordered in his heart: "Move alert."

After he issued the order, ten crow servants spread out within a radius of one kilometer around him. They flapped their wings and guarded the surroundings along the direction of Att's movement. Their eyes were fixed on everyone who might pose a threat to Att.

people.

After he left, another team was also preparing to set off.

...

In front of Pass Manor.

A group of guards headed by Dut straightened their backs and stood in front of the gate of the castle.

The young and not so young members of the guard team have all taken care of their appearance. Different from their usual hard training, now they are at least seven or eight points taller in appearance.

And the complete light armor, which they seldom wore, was also put on their bodies, adding a few points to their appearance.

Of course, the scoring is on a 100-point scale.

Two days ago, the captain of the guard, Dut, had already told them about their departure today.

Gulu, Gulu...

The sound of rolling carriage wheels reached their ears, and then they saw Lord Pass walking out of the castle built by his previous generations of lords.

Lord Paz's left hand, the clerk who will be temporarily in charge of Paz's affairs when Lord Paz leaves, is lowering his head and bowing slightly to Lord Paz who is walking towards the gate of the manor.

The members of the guard team straightened their backs, especially the young guys, and tried their best to look energetic, hoping to leave a good impression in Lord Paz's mind.

And Paz also showed the attitude that an outstanding noble should have. After nodding to the members of the guard, he got into the carriage.

"Set off!"

After briefly checking the team again, Dut ordered.

"yes!"
Chapter completed!