After five days of journey, Brutus finally reached the first village he saw along the way before sunset. He shouted to the farmer who was checking the condition of the crops not far away.
The farmer who turned around after hearing the sound blocked the sunlight with his hands, squinted to see the person coming clearly and then replied: "Yes, the village is not far away. Are you here to make some supplies?"
"Yes, I have been traveling for five days and I want to find a hotel to rest for a while."
"It seems this is your first time here?" The farmer straightened up and walked towards Brutus, "Then I'd better take you to the village, otherwise you will have to spend a lot of time to find your destination."
Brutus observed the farmer opposite. He had a gray beard and looked a little older.
"Thank you very much." Brutus led the horse and followed the farmer towards the village.
The farmer glanced at a few boxes on the carriage and said to Brutus: "People like you are quite rare. Usually, all the people passing through our village are caravans and armies."
"Because I am used to being alone, so I still like to be alone." Brutus then responded a few words, "By the way, is there a pharmacist in the village? I seem to have caught a little cold on the road. Recently
I've been feeling a little uncomfortable for two days."
"Except for the fact that people like pharmacists need to go to the village to buy medicinal materials, they will not appear in a small place like ours. But after you get to the village, you can go to Peter, and he may be able to give you a look."
Brutus wrote down his name, put away his luggage and went to find this person. Although he was confident in his physical fitness, his body had not been vaccinated or anything like that. A simple cold might be enough to kill him.
can take him away.
But if you think about it carefully, the quality of doctors in this era seems even more unreliable...
After the two of them walked on the path leading to the village for more than ten minutes, Brutus saw a watchtower built on a hillside.
"Turner Province has not been peaceful recently, and goblins often cross the blockade. So the village built a watchtower just in case." The farmer followed Brutus's gaze and explained to him.
"Be prepared." Brutus nodded.
As the two approached the watchtower, a man in leather armor shouted to them: "Randall, is there a new face next to you? I don't remember this person in the caravan coming and going."
"A rare lone traveler, I took him to the hotel in the village to rest." The farmer known as Randall replied to the person on the watchtower, "Is Jack in the village?"
"The captain just came back not long ago."
Randall looked back at Brutus: "You will have to undergo another inspection when you arrive at the village gate."
"Yeah." Brutus nodded and expressed no objection.
The two walked for a few more minutes and arrived at the entrance of Busala Village. The village was protected by a half-person-high wooden wall. There were three members of the village guard at the entrance of the village. Their posture looked a bit sloppy.
"Randall, can you please stop coming back when the sun is about to set? If anything happens to you, Captain Jack must not scold us to death."
"Let's wait and see when you can defeat this old man like me." Randall pointed to Brutus beside him, "Aniel, check his luggage."
"Brother, this seems to be the first time I've seen you." After hearing this, Anil stepped forward and said hello to Brutus.
Brutus nodded: "This is my first time coming to your village."
"No wonder. Relax, it's just a routine inspection and going through the process." Anil walked to the carriage and looked at the boxes carried on the carriage, but had no intention of opening them.
"What's wrong?" Brutus asked curiously when he saw Anil's delay in starting the inspection.
"This box of yours looks like a product of the White Horse Chamber of Commerce. It looks quite high-end. I have seen a few of them on their caravan carriages before." Anil clicked his tongue in wonder, "Brother, it's still you.
Open it, I'm afraid I'll break it for you."
Brutus heard this and walked to the carriage and opened the boxes one by one.
Anil scanned it quickly and nodded: "Well, it looks like there should be no problem."
Although Brutus didn't know how they confirmed that the items in the storage boxes were okay, he didn't want to be troublesome and just closed all the boxes again.
Just as the three village guards were preparing to let them go, a voice interrupted the process.
"Anil, how many times have I reminded you that you need to check your identity documents before checking your cargo or luggage."
"team leader."
Brutus looked around and saw a strong man with a powerful figure and a height of 1.8 meters walking out of the village. He compared the thickness and muscle level of the two men's arms, and felt that this man looked like a man in terms of body size alone.
A captain can hit two or three of them with his bare hands.
"Sorry, my team members were not careful enough in their work. I have to ask you to show me your identity documents again." Jack looked at Brutus with a sharp gaze, as if it could penetrate his body.
Brutus took out a document from his rucksack and handed it to Jack.
Jack quickly browsed it and handed it back to Brutus: "Brutus, welcome to Busala Village. I hope you can abide by the laws of the kingdom and the rules of Busala Village here, and we will ensure that you
Legal rights as free men."
He then looked at Randall aside: "Randall, Goblins have been crossing the border more and more frequently recently. You still have to be careful. I don't want to see the villagers being harmed."
"I will protect myself, don't worry Jack."
Randall and Brutus walked into the village, while Jack was still emphasizing the rules of the Village Guard to his team members...
"Jack is a bit rigid in his work, but it is precisely because of his responsibility that the people in the village jointly elected him to become the captain of the village guard."
"Yes, I understand."
Randall took Brutus on the dirt road in the village and introduced the village of Busala to Brutus.
"Well, this is the village inn. You can also find Peter here. But if you want to see him for medical treatment, you have to avoid his father. His father always feels that Peter's medical skills are not good enough and is unwilling to let his son treat people."
"Thank you." Brutus thanked him heartily.
Randall waved his hand, said goodbye to Brutus and left here.
The hotel is divided into two floors and has a large courtyard.
Brutus calmed the packhorse and then walked into the hotel. A middle-aged man who was dozing suddenly woke up: "Welcome, do you want to eat or stay in the hotel?"
"How much does it cost to stay for three days?" Brutus walked up to the counter and asked.
"Twenty copper lats, including two meals. If you still need us to take care of the horses, we can add five more." The innkeeper replied.
Brutus took out a money bag, took out twenty-five copper coins and put them on the counter: "My packhorse and carriage are parked on the roadside outside the inn."
"Peter, go and lead the guest's horse into the yard and move the luggage to the first guest room on the second floor."