As a researcher in the spiritual world, Sulu has seen many evil spirits.

A mere headless spirit has a scary appearance, but it is actually not as good as a first-level [Neon], so it cannot move him at all.

What Sulu really cares about is the message emitted from the other party.

"Humans... mean that there is still human survival in this world, which is a great thing!"

"From the clothes, he seemed to belong to the poor before his death... and the productivity of this world should be very low..."

"Beheaded... means it is not safe. Whether it is being killed by a sheriff or killed by revenge, it means that the world of human beings is also full of war or killing..."

...

Sulu's spirit quietly stared at the headless spirit opposite, and suddenly spoke: "In the name of Sulu Portley! Order you to obey me!"

"Tell me! Your name and cause of death!"

His rank can completely drive these low-level spirits.

And this natural suppression of persons will not change because of the change of world and spiritual world!

"Bi...Bi...Ge..."

The headless spirit made a sound when he was holding his head, and it seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he seemed a little stuttering.

Its unsightly eyes shone with light, making Sulu feel a picture:

The cold ground, the bloody guillotine, the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the guards and crowds in the near distance...

The voice of a middle-aged man echoed in his ears:

"In the name of Duke of Wolf Castle, the guardian of the people of the Snow, the patriarch of the Mithis family, the lord of the Knights of the North, the snow of the Winter, the heartbreaker... I will sentence you... to death!"

The next moment, a terrible severe pain came from the neck.

“Um…”

Sulu took back his inspiration and touched his neck.

The feeling of being beheaded is very real and it is also a backlash of peeping at the memory of the spirit body.

A slightly fragile psychic may be lost and despaired in this severe pain, but for him, it is just a trivial matter.

"Wait a minute... I can understand! I can understand the other person's language!"

Recalling the scene I saw just now, Sulu was suddenly shocked: "Although it seems to be a world similar to the medieval European era... but I can understand their language... that is...Guram!"

This language, known as the oldest language in the main world, is actually regarded as a common language in this world!

This makes Sulu doubt what the relationship between the two worlds is!

"It's impossible because of the distance, right?"

Su Lu laughed in silence.

Even if it is not the concept of "distance" between the world, it cannot be explained.

“The good news is… communication should not be a problem.”

What the lord spoke was indeed Gulamic, with a little accent at most, which was not a big problem.

He put away the package, looked at one mound, and waved his hand: "Goodbye!"

In the bright sunshine, the dire wolf was sitting cross-legged there, as if seeing him off. The fur reflected a dazzling light, as if it was coated with a layer of golden armor.

"According to the nearby spirits... the nearest human gathering point should be in the south!"

Sulu made himself a sled and tried to slide on the snow.

The strength of the lv4 level has been restored overnight, and he has a body comparable to that of an ordinary person.

With his third-level control, he quickly mastered the trick. He held the branches in both hands, held the ground slightly, and drew a long distance under his feet.

As he kept moving south, the cold temperature seemed to rise a little.

A few days later.

Sulu discovered some traces of human activities and couldn't help but feel excited.

By asking about nearby spirits, he obtained a more accurate route and galloped towards a human settlement.

"My previous guess is correct. The productivity here is very low, roughly equivalent to the Middle Ages in Europe, but it is the kind with extraordinary power?"

Sulu took off his sled and walked through a wheat field.

On both sides are cultivated farmland, planted with crops similar to barley, wheat, and oats. In addition, there are large patches of onions and cabbage.

The farmers and women working in the fields were all unkempt and dirty. The clothes they wore were very thick and they used animal skins.

After walking a few steps forward, you will reach a place that should be the village.

As you can see, a hill is surrounded by low houses, like building blocks, to the top of the hill.

On all sides of the village, there is a circle of fences made of sharpened logs and stones, and militia-like squads are patrolling.

"Stop! Who?"

At the entrance of the village, Sulu was naturally stopped.

He stared at the peasant soldiers who came over. Most of them were thin and dressed in rags. Only the captain had a leather armor on his body, and the forks, swords and other weapons in his hands were slightly rusted.

However, it is indeed in Gouram!

"A wanderer!"

Sulu smiled and replied in Gulam, "I hope I can rest in the village, I am willing to pay for it!"

The Fukuo of the Federation is also circulating precious metal currency. He has reserved some golden dragons and silver eagles in his greedy gloves. As long as the patterns and characters on the surface are cut off, they can be taken out and used directly.

"A stranger in a strange costume!"

The captain looked at Sulu carefully: "Where are you from?"

He was very alert and had good muscle training on his limbs, especially his right arm and pace, with a unique rhythm, which was very suitable for his sword.

"You may not know a distant place."

Sulu threw out a polished silver coin.

It’s not that you can’t get the golden dragon, but it will definitely attract greed and covetousness.

He didn't want to start a massacre in this village.

"It's sterling silver!"

A militia took it, rubbed it a few times, and his eyes flashed with joy.

"……All right!"

Seeing the eyes of his subordinates, the militia captain reluctantly agreed: "Foreigners, you can get a room, as well as hot water, bread, salt... Leave immediately after staying for one night! Don't cause trouble!"

"Please rest assured!"

Sulu smiled brightly, revealing her white teeth.

This surprised the militia captain again.

As a lower class of poor people, it is normal to have a rotten yellow and black teeth.

He seemed to have only seen such a decor and temperament in the nobles of Wolf Castle.

In this world, the nobles are the absolute rulers, and even if they are just the side branches and last descendants of the noble family, they will be respected.

"Come with me!"

His expression calmed down a little and led the way forward: "This is Ward Village, which belongs to the great Duke of Wolf Castle. I am the local militia captain - Arik!"

"Sulu! You can call me Sulu!"

Sulu introduced himself politely, but suddenly his steps stopped.

He saw a small altar!

It is incompatible with the surrounding buildings, but it looks very solemn.

A group of people were gathering around, as if praying.

More importantly, I am very familiar with the rules and symbols, as well as their prayer language!
Chapter completed!