Chapter 883 The battle over mascots!

The soldiers were indeed right. The day came and went quickly. In just a moment, the dark clouds in the sky, as thick as ink, which made people feel depressed and panicked, dissipated with the breeze, and the warm sunshine shone down again.

It also brought daily light and warmth to the entire camp.

They poked their heads out from house to house, looked at the sky, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. They walked out of their homes one after another. While cursing Farah in their hearts for doing all the bad things, they packed up the people who were eating and went to work. It's not right now.

But it’s a little after noon, and when night falls, there’s still a lot more work to be done.

So, the stall owners took out big and small bags again, placed the goods inside, and started shouting. The shops also opened their windows and swept their doors to welcome customers. The only thing that had not changed and was open from the beginning to the end was

Those bars.

There is no way, it's not that the bar owner is cowardly and thinks that the sky is changing like shit, but there are actually a bunch of old adventurers staying inside. If he wants to close the door, he has to ask the gentlemen who are loudly discussing this weather change if they are willing to do so.

OK.

Everything seemed to be back to normal again. Fortunately, the weather change happened at noon. At this time, most of the civilians in the camp were working outside, grazing herds and farming. Less than one-half of the population remained in the camp.

Otherwise, the panic caused by the weather change will be more serious.

In a certain corner of the southern area of ​​the camp, the residential area, there are many large and small civilian wooden houses or tents. Such remote corners are everywhere in the entire camp. At first glance, there is nothing surprising.

However, today, this corner welcomed a special guest, a guest who fell from the sky.

Looking from the ground, a small black dot flew over from the north. Eventually, the black dot was pulled by gravity and gradually enlarged until it hit the high pile of ash.

An ash pile is a pile of ash that farmers use to pile up the yellowed grass left over from their livestock and burn it, and then spread the burned ash into the vegetable fields to act as fertilizer. As you can imagine,

It must be soft black ash inside.

"Pfft~~~~"

One end was smashed inside, making a dull sound, and the black spots were completely embedded in the fire ash, leaving only half of the sole exposed, and it was stained black by the raised black ash, and it looked like it was integrated with the entire fire ash pile.

.

After all this was over, the black dust that had been raised all over the sky gradually fell down and returned to the soil. The black spots that plunged into it seemed to have stopped moving, as if nothing had happened and everything had returned to calm.

"Dirk? Dirk? Stop playing and go get some fertilizer quickly."

A moment later, near the ash pile where the incident occurred, a thick voice of a thirty-four-year-old woman came from a patched tent that could be seen everywhere in the civilian area of ​​the camp.

"Eh."

I remembered with a hint of reluctant childish voice, and then, a thin child with yellow hair, about seven or eight years old, came over. From the grass clippings and dust stained on his body, it could be seen that he had just returned from playing.

In a place like the Dark Continent, for ordinary civilians, the so-called worry-free childhood is only between birth and four or five years old. After this age, they have to start helping the family.

This is true even for Willas, but her father is a mercenary after all, her grandfather is also the elder of Vitus Village, and she has a close friend who aspires to become a warrior - the always serious Elura who she calls herself,

Will rush to do heavy work, so Vilas's childhood was much easier than that of ordinary children.

By the way, according to the gossip that Allura accidentally revealed, the current Rogue singer, Lord Vilas, who is loved by the entire Rogue people because of her kind, gentle and friendly personality, occasionally explodes like a bear when she gets angry.

The power, hmm!

Not to mention Sarah, who grew up in a privileged family with no worries about food and clothing. Her mother, Lisa, never had the heart to let her do heavy work. Of course, this had advantages and disadvantages. This kind of doting led to Lisa's poor cooking skills.

The camp is said to be outstanding, and Sarah's craftsmanship... can only be said to be average. On the contrary, I heard that Lar, in addition to the basic skills of barbecue and stew made in the wild, seems to have several skills. The information comes from Big Mouth Doug

, so the authenticity is doubtful.

The little boy named Dirk was not so lucky. He was so thin that one could tell he was malnourished due to poverty. He was carrying two heavy wooden barrels, each of which looked similar to his own.

They seemed to be almost heavy, but Dirk was obviously used to this kind of work. He was carrying two old and worn-out large wooden barrels that had been nailed over and over, and he was walking quickly and did not feel weak because of his thin body.

He lifted the two large wooden barrels to the side of the ash pile and put them down. Dirk skillfully found a broken shovel that was half as tall as him, and used it to tilt the ash pile at an angle of about 60 degrees.

He inserted it, then jumped with the handle of the shovel, and his whole body hung on it. The loose ash was naturally shoveled up by him.

Using this effortless method, Dirk quickly filled a bucket. However, when he inserted the shovel hard again, he noticed something strange - the sharp shovel head seemed to have hit some obstacle.

, failed to insert it all at once.

"Damn it, some bastard threw the stone in there."

After finishing talking to himself, Dirk tilted his head and thought, no, if it were a stone, it would have made a "clang" sound. Now it was obvious that it had touched some softer obstacle.

Dirk was surprised for a while, but he didn't care about the dirt - in fact, civilian children of this age didn't know what dirt was at all. He knelt on the ash pile, and quickly spread the ashes on it with his two small hands.

After a while, I found the "obstacle".

"Oh my God!!"

Children who grow up in this kind of environment are generally very bold. Even if they see most of the rotting corpses, they will not be frightened. Dirk is the leader among his peers. Even so, he was also severely frightened. Seeing

Looking at the thing that he had laid out, he was so shocked that he couldn't make a sound. The stories that he had overheard told by decent adults while hiding in the corner a few days ago came to mind. The few words he learned from the stories suddenly came to mind.

Jumped out.

Murder! Dumping the body! Murder!

Wait, is this a human?

After getting over the initial shock, Dirk became more courageous. Only then did he take a closer look and found that the appearance of the other party had nothing to do with the word "human" from beginning to end.

I carefully poked the opponent with the shovel. Well, there was no movement. It seemed to be a dead thing.

Dirk was slightly relieved, stood on tiptoes, and lightly kicked the opponent's part that seemed to be the sole of his foot. He immediately hid in the firewood pile like a loach. After a while, Dirk's head came out of the firewood pile.

Exploded out.

Very good, doesn't look like a scam.

I don't know whether to say that Dirk is wary, or that he was poisoned by the stories he secretly heard. In short, he has tentatively confirmed that this thing should be harmless. The question is, how to deal with such a big guy?

"Mommy mommy!!"

The first thing Dirk thought of was his mother. There was no way he could help it. He was still a child. Even if he started doing housework early, he was still only a seven or eight-year-old child. At this time, the first thing he thought of was his parents.

"You naughty kid, what are you making a fuss about?"

Dirk's mother, a sturdy peasant woman with a ragged scarf on her head and a hoe in her hand, opened the tent and came out, yelling at Dirk.

In the nearby residential areas, Dirk is the most naughty. In the words of children, he is the king of children in this area.

"Mom, look at this thing."

Dirk pointed at the black thing he dragged out of the ashes with an innocent look on his face.

"You kid...eh...this is..."

Dirk's mother was shocked when she saw it. What on earth was this? She had never seen it before.

However, she deserved to live several decades longer than Dirk. Although she was far from being described as knowledgeable, she soon saw some clues.

Since the monster attack on the village eight years ago that is still fresh in people's minds, there have been no natural or man-made disasters in the camp. In addition, the wise and great (?) elder Wu Fan invented a simpler papermaking technology.

, life in the camp has indeed improved a lot over the years, and I have never heard of anyone dying of hunger or freezing in winter.

This is something that Dirk's mother, who lives in this class and whose husband works at the paper mill cutting trees in the misty forest, has the most profound experience of.

"Thank you to the great Lord Akara and Elder Wu Fan. Your great kindness will be something we will never forget."

Whenever she thought about this, she would imitate the nuns and paladins in the church, put her fists on her lips, kneel on the ground, and mutter to herself, for these civilians, who brought them

Whoever brings food and clothing is God.

When Dirk's mother knelt on the ground and murmured this prayer, the semicircular ears of the black thing lying next to her twitched slightly as if feeling something.

Uh, is it an illusion?

After doing all this, Dirk's mother stood up and continued into memory mode.

As life improved, more and more businessmen from other places appeared in the camp, and they brought all kinds of novelties that dazzled the campers. Dirk's mother once saw and was lying on the ground in a businessman's stall.

That black thing with a very similar appearance seemed to be called... uh, a ragdoll bear or something?

Although I can't understand why this thing, which has a shape that is close to a human being, can even stand upright on two legs, and is far different from a bear in appearance, is called a bear. Is it a mutant bear? However, Dirk's mother's empty brain is still happy.

After accepting the impact of this novelty, the most memorable thing for her was that the stuffed bear that seemed to be only the size of two fists actually cost 15 gold coins.

Oh my god, this much money is enough to buy a new set of clothes for my whole family. Only those adventurers can buy this thing without any care.

I originally thought that if it wasn't too expensive, I would buy it as a gift for Dirk. After all, she had never given any gifts to her children since they were born, and that thing called a stuffed bear, well, it was strange.

, but it is really cute. Children will definitely be happy to receive such a beautiful gift.

Dirk's mother looked at it again and again. Yes, this gray thing is indeed the stuffed bear. It's just this size... Oh my god, it's only the size of a fist and costs 15 gold coins. This one is a little bigger than me.

, wouldn’t that be...

Dirk's mother's head was a little hard to turn.

At this moment, something even more horrifying happened to her. The stuffed bear that was supposed to be a toy suddenly moved and sat up strangely without saying a word.

"Monster!!!!"

Dirk's mother screamed loudly, threw the hoe in her hand, pulled Dirk and ran away. She had to report quickly that a monster had invaded. Yes, it must be a monster, and she couldn't be deceived by its cute appearance.

At this moment, Dirk's mother suddenly understood - no wonder, I said how could there be a bear in this world that looks like a human and can stand upright on its feet? If I use a monster to explain it, it makes sense. At the merchant's stall that day

What I saw online was actually a stuffed bear made to imitate the shape of a monster!!
To be continued...