Chapter 71 Village

Earl Huen originally wanted to arrange a group of guards, but Herage thought about it and refused.

The symbolic significance of these guards is greater than the actual significance. Those who can defeat them do not need them, and those who cannot defeat them are useless.

What's more, in the territory of the Banks family, few gangsters dare to attack the Banks family's carriage, so the guards seem a bit redundant.

In the end, Herage only left the driver behind. Having someone drive who knew the way would save him some peace of mind.

"Mr. Herage..." Qiao Xi hesitated.

Herage was about to board the carriage, turned around and said with a smile: "Your father can live for a long time, there shouldn't be too much trouble."

If the dark energy particles in Count Huon's body are not eliminated, he will indeed be dead soon, and the two brothers will definitely go to war for power and profit.

Now that Hu En can live for at least a few decades, there is no need for the two brothers to fight to the death. They can just stay as noble playboys.

Josh nodded seriously: "Mr. Herrag, walk slowly."

Herrag's carriage was obviously carefully prepared by Huon. There was a spacious bed in the carriage, which was covered with soft silk. You could lie down and rest at will during the journey.

There is a cabinet on the wall behind the bed, and there are bottles of red wine in the cabinet.

Food and other supplies were piled in the back half of the carriage, enough for Herage and the coachman to enjoy.

The driver's name is Sid. He is nineteen years old and seems to be a very smart young man.

The exterior decoration of the carriage was very luxurious, especially the emblem of the Banks family was very obvious. Passers-by on the street all ducked aside for fear of being caught.

Herage lay in the carriage, meditating quietly.

The seventh star in his mind was slowly taking shape. Herage completed his daily meditation practice unhurriedly and was not impatient.

Until we find an effective way to speed up meditation, we can’t rush this.

Two hours later, Herage slowly opened his eyes.

He rubbed his chin and thought: "It is estimated that it will take another three months to complete the meditation on this star. If we continue to calculate this, it will take more than a year to meet the promotion requirements for a third-class wizard apprentice. This body is fifteen years old. I need to Be promoted to an official wizard before the age of eighteen..."

Most official wizards are promoted before the age of eighteen. If you are over eighteen years old, the probability of being promoted to a formal wizard is very small.

Herage doesn't know the principle for the time being. All he can do is to improve his strength as soon as possible and let his mental power reach the standard earlier.

"Deep Blue, search for ways to speed up meditation or enhance mental power."

"searching……"

"1 found"

Herage looked at the long list and continued to give instructions: "Screening, no side effects, suitable for me, method that can be achieved at this stage."

"Configure the magic potion to assist meditation and speed up meditation."

"Configure the magic potion to increase mental power and meet promotion requirements faster."

Deep Blue gave two methods that are relatively feasible at this stage, and Herage continued to ask: "Is there a magic potion formula to speed up meditation?"

"The formula requires deductive research and subject experimental verification."

"Then let's deduce the formula for a magic potion to speed up meditation. How long will it take?"

"The task has been archived. It is expected to take six hours and consume 19% of mana."

Herage was a little surprised: "It actually took so long. He didn't expect that it would take Shenlan six hours to complete this task."

"This mission involves many aspects of data calculation and deduction, so it will take a long time." Shenlan explained.

Herague planned to let Shen Lan complete this task before continuing to deduce the magic potion formula for increasing mental power, but he did not hold out much hope.

There are some existing potion formulas that can increase mental power, but the cost is beyond what Herage can consider now.

Potions that can directly increase spiritual power are very expensive, and Herage doesn't think Deep Blue can come up with a cheaper version.

Three hours later, the carriage slowed down.

They had already left the city and traveled in the desolate wilderness for a long time.

Sid sat at the front of the car and said, "Sir, I remember there is a village ahead. We can rest there tonight."

"Yes." Herage responded softly.

There's no harm in spending the night in a crowded place, as anything in the wilderness is possible.

The carriage slowly stopped, and Sid opened the curtain, lowered his head and said, "Sir, we're here."

Herage got out of the car and saw a dilapidated village in front of him. The houses were all made of mud and looked like caves where primitive people lived.

Most of the people in the village were hiding in their houses, quietly poking their heads at the door or window to observe the two Herrags.

There was an old man with gray hair at the end of the village. When he saw Herrag getting out of the car, he knelt down tremblingly: "Sir, please forgive me. The taxes we owe must be paid as soon as possible. We really can't collect the money now. No more grace." Let’s take some time.”

Herage glanced at him and said, "I'm not here to collect taxes. I'm just passing by and plan to stay here tonight. Please forgive me for disturbing you."

"No?" The old man raised his head with difficulty and stared at the carriage with difficulty, "But the carriage is clearly..."

Sid explained at this time: "Master Herrag is a guest of our Banks family. He is just passing by you today."

After he said this, the old man realized that he had indeed made a mistake, and he felt relieved.

"You guys, bring out whatever delicious food you have here. Your Majesty is tired from the journey. Please clean up your best room so that you can rest." Sid shouted unceremoniously.

The old man looked embarrassed, but he did not dare to disobey, and whispered: "I will go and prepare now."

Seeing how poor the village was, Herage thought to himself, what else could they prepare?

He stretched out his hand to stop the old man: "No need, the food we brought with us is enough to eat. I took a look and found that you probably don't have a good place to stay here. I will rest in the carriage at night so I won't disturb you too much."

"This..." Sid was surprised. To him, this was a very natural arrangement. He did not expect that Herague actually planned to sleep on the carriage.

He had already thought about picking a good-looking girl from these common people and sending it to Herague in the evening.

Herage stared at him: "We are just spending one night here. Don't make them crazy. I like peace and quiet."

Sid looked at his slightly threatening eyes, lowered his head and said, "I understand, sir."

Herage did not consider himself a savior, and he could not do much to help these civilians. This is a problem in this society and cannot be changed by him alone.

But he would not suck the blood of these hungry civilians when he had enough food to eat.