Transcendent Dawn - 277. Chapter 277 Ward Village (7200 plus more, five more for monthly pass)

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

A mere headless spirit, just a scary appearance, in fact, it is not at the level of the first-order [dead spirit], and it does not make him feel the slightest move.

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

“Humans… show that there are still human beings in this world. This is a great thing!”

“From the perspective of his clothes, he seemed to belong to the poor before he died… and the productivity of this world should be very low…”

“Beheading… shows that it is not safe. Whether it is beheaded by a sheriff or killed by a vendetta, it means that the human world is full of war or killing…”

…

Sulu’s spirit quietly watched the headless spirit on the opposite side, and suddenly said, “In the name of…Sulu Portree! Command you to obey me!”

“Tell me! Your name and cause of death!”

His rank can completely drive these low-level spirit bodies.

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

“Better than… than…”

The head that the headless spirit was holding made a sound, as if it hadn’t spoken for a long time, and seemed a little stuttered.

There was light from its godless eyes, which made Sulu perceive a picture:

The cold ground, the blood-stained guillotine, the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the guards and the crowd nearby…

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

“In the name of Duke of Wolfsburg, Guardian of the Snow People, Patriarch of the Mitis Family, Lord of the Northern Knights, Winter Snow, Heartbreaker… In the name of Leonard Mitis, I will sentence you… death penalty!”

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

“Well……”

Sulu recovered his inspiration and touched his neck by the way.

The feeling of being beheaded is very real, and it also belongs to the backlash of peeping into the memory of the spiritual body.

A slightly weaker psychic might lose and perish in this kind of pain, but for him, it’s nothing more than a trivial matter.

“Wait a minute…I can understand! I can understand the other party’s language!”

Recalling the picture he saw just now, Sulu was surprised: “Although it seems to be a world similar to the European medieval…but I can understand their language…it is…Gulam!”

The language of the main world, known as the oldest language, is actually used as a lingua franca in this world!

This can’t help Sulu wonder what the relationship is between the two worlds!

“It can’t be because of the distance, right?”

Sulu laughed blankly.

Not to mention whether there is a concept of’distance’ between the world and the world, even if it is so, it cannot be explained.

“The good news is… communication shouldn’t be a problem.”

What the Lord Grand Duke said was indeed Gulam, with a little accent at most, which was not a big problem.

He put away the package, looked at the mound on one side, and waved: “Goodbye!”

In the bright sunlight, the ice wolves of yesterday were sitting there, as if seeing him off, their fur reflected dazzling light, as if coated with a layer of golden armor.

“According to the spirits nearby… the nearest human gathering point should be in the south!”

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

The strength of the LV4 level, after a night of recovery, gave him a body comparable to ordinary people.

With his third-order control, he quickly mastered the trick, holding the branches in both hands, slightly supporting on the ground, and marking far away under his feet.

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

A few days later.

Sulu found some traces of human activities, and couldn’t help but feel refreshed.

He obtained a more accurate route by questioning nearby spirits, and galloped towards a human settlement.

“My previous guess is not wrong. The productivity here is very low, roughly equivalent to the European Middle Ages, but the kind with extraordinary power?”

Sulu took off the sleigh and walked across a field of wheat.

On both sides are reclaimed farmland, planting crops like barley, wheat, and oats, in addition to large tracts of onions and cabbage.

The peasant women working in the fields are all unkempt, wearing thick clothes and using animal skins.

Going a few steps further, you will reach a place that should be a village.

As far as I can see, a hill is surrounded by low-rise houses, layered with building blocks until the top of the hill.

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

“Stop! Who is it?”

At the door of the village, Sulu was stopped for granted.

He watched the peasants and soldiers who came over. Most of them were thin and rags. Only the captain had a leather armor, and the forks, swords and other weapons in his hands were slightly rusty.

However, it is indeed Gulam!

“A wanderer!”

Sulu smiled and replied in Gulam: “I hope I can rest in the village. I am willing to pay for it!”

Thanks to the blessing that the Federation is still circulating precious metal currency, he has stored some golden dragons and silver eagles in the gloves of greed, as long as the patterns and characters on the surface are cut off, they can be used directly.

“Outsiders in strange costumes!”

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

He is very vigilant, and the muscles of his limbs are well exercised, especially the right arm and step, with a unique rhythm, which is very suitable for his saber.

“A distant place, you may not know it.”

Sulu threw a polished silver coin.

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

He didn’t want to kill in this village.

“It’s pure silver!”

A militiaman took it, and after a few moments, joy flashed in his eyes.

“……All right!”

Seeing the eyes of his subordinates, the captain of the militia reluctantly agreed: “Outsiders, you can get a room with hot water, bread, and salt… and leave immediately after living for one night! Don’t cause trouble!”

“Do not worry!”

Su Lu smiled brilliantly, showing white teeth.

This surprised the militia captain again.

As the lower class poor, a mouthful of rotten yellow and black teeth is the norm.

He seemed to have seen such appearance and temperament only in the nobles of Wolfsburg.

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

“Come with me!”

He calmed down a little, and led the way: “This is Ward Village, which belongs to the great Duke of Wolfsburg. I am the local militia captain-Arik!”

“Sulu! You can call me Sulu!”

Sulu introduced herself politely, and suddenly stopped.

He saw a small altar!

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

A group of people were gathered around, seeming to pray.

More importantly, the rules and symbols, as well as their prayer language, are very familiar to me!