Chapter 202 When [Brave] walks out of [New Village](1/3)
"Okay, this is the last one."
Rations and water bags, the best iron sword in the village, a set of civilian clothes, some modest gold coins and a few scattered gems...
I can't tell what's special about it at all. It looks like an ordinary traveler's package. I don't know why I need to emphasize preparation.
The only thing that was a little different was that it was prepared according to Ning Feng's special request, a handwritten letter printed with Charlie's family crest, a church emblem representing Charlie's pastoral status, and a ring representing the Charlie family's aristocratic status.
Charlie checked and organized the prepared things again, carefully placed them in the package, and hung the iron sword on the horse's back and put it away.
The sound of the door lock opening sounded, and Ning Feng's voice came from the room:
"Ready? I'll come down and get it, just a moment."
Crunchy.
The squeeze caused by stepping on the wooden board echoed in the room. Ning Feng arranged his makeup and walked out of the room.
"Sir, you have changed..."
The linen clothes that were originally stained with wolf blood and looked a little shabby were changed into elegant and rigorous aristocratic clothes, with a black hood and cloak on the outside.
After putting on clothes unique to the Dark Ages, Ning Feng, who had adjusted his temperament, no longer looked modern.
As for his slightly modified face, the gentle smile that originally hung at the corner of his mouth became a lot faker, revealing a kind of arrogance.
The dark eyes behind the monocle are like abyss, hiding jest and more arrogant emotions.
Tall and handsome, with black hair and eyes, an exotic and mysterious look, and an arrogant temperament exuding from him.
Regardless of his expression or temperament, he looked exactly like an exotic nobleman who lived a carefree life in the dark ages and would go hunting with his hounds in his free time.
"What's wrong? Why don't you speak?"
Lifting his gloves, Ning Feng adjusted the position of the monocle on his left eye and smiled at Charlie who was standing there blankly:
"How's it going? Does it still fit?"
This is more than just a good fit!
Shaking his head and nodding again, Charlie exhaled softly and said with emotion:
"It's perfect! With such a temperament, you are indeed from a noble family."
Great noble?
Ning Feng chuckled and shook his head, as if he acquiesced and did not answer.
Unfortunately.
In today's society, there is no such thing anymore.
Those customs and classes ended long ago with the end of the Dark Ages.
If there really is a situation where a single force can affect the situation of the war, how many strong men will succumb to the so-called feudal ethics?
Not to mention, members like Ning Feng from large awakened organizations such as the Watchers don't have much respect for the Silver Council.
Even if you maintain respect, it is for the strength of the other party, not for those classes who look backward.
The days when one could do whatever they wanted just by one's birth status are long gone.
Now, it all depends on strength.
not to mention……
Even among those who call themselves "nobles", how many of them are truly worthy of the title of great nobility?
Ning Feng disdained the title of noble, but it was indeed a very useful status in this dark age.
What he is imitating now is adding his own insights to the temperament of Sophie whom he has met once.
"Sir, do you have any profound meaning in preparing these things?"
After enduring for a while, Charlie couldn't help but asked about the confusion in his heart.
He had to care that Ning Feng represented the only variable and placed all her hopes on it.
Deep meaning?
After thinking about what he had to do next, Ning Feng nodded meaningfully.
"Of course, but I can't reveal the details to you."
Although there are some of those, there are not many.
It's really not because I don't trust you.
But I haven’t thought about it yet!
Be confident!
How can there be a person who has calculated everything clearly from the beginning?
If there is one, I really want to see it.
He must have lived a very hard life.
Staring into Charlie's eyes sincerely, Ning Feng did not escape at all, and said frankly:
"The more I talk, the smaller the chance of success will be."
Although he was looking for excuses to evade, Ning Feng's words were not all lies.
This is a world where gods exist, and at this moment, Star Chaser is still under the influence of the realm of gods.
Ning Feng didn't know whether he would be noticed by "him", and he didn't know what state the final enemy was in, but the necessary vigilance was still needed.
"……Understood."
Ning Feng walked to the horse and raised his hand to stroke its mane.
This is the best horse in the village.
Feeling being touched, Baima shook his head impatiently and looked at Ning Feng.
And Ning Feng naturally met its turned eyes.
Some people say that being looked at by the eyes of animals will make you feel frightened because of their dull eyes.
Some people may look away because of fear, but Ning Feng is not that kind of person.
He chose to look back and show his kind smile.
Stroking the white horse's mane, he gently whispered in its ear:
"Good boy, don't make trouble."
It's like trying to persuade an ignorant child with good intentions.
"Otherwise, you will die."
White Horse:!!!
Even though he couldn't understand the other person's words, Bai Ma still felt the murderous intention from the other person's body for a moment.
Truly cruel and malicious!
"Be obedient...well, you're so obedient."
Watching Baima lower his head with satisfaction, Ning Feng nodded to Charlie:
"Now that everything is ready, I'll set off."
There was no crowd to see him off, and there was no scene of tearful reluctance. Ning Feng turned over and jumped onto the tall horse.
The sun shone down from Ning Feng's back, casting a shadow over his face.
Feeling inexplicably uneasy, Charlie subconsciously spoke:
"grown ups……"
There was a pause, but Charlie finally asked the question in his heart:
"Will you succeed?"
Can it really be done?
"Will do."
Without any hesitation, Ning Feng nodded naturally and smiled at the uneasy priest:
"It will definitely be done."
This is his promise.
Staring at Ning Feng, Charlie found that even though he was covered in darkness, Ning Feng's eyes were particularly bright and dazzling in the darkness.
"Then... I wish you good luck."
"Um."
Holding the reins and gently pulling back, Ning Feng lightly clamped his legs and said softly:
"Walk."
To be continued...