"Hey, Donald, when I saw that man enter the door, the manager's expression was a bit bad."

Walking on the street, Stephanie pulled Donald's sleeve and whispered, she was standing inside before, and her vision just covered the counter.

"angry?"

Donald was wondering why the village chief looked for them, but at first he heard what Stephanie said was a little confused.

"It should be said that it is annoying. It seems that he feels like he sees a dirty beggar walking into the house. He seems to be very dissatisfied with the deputy village chief."

Stephanie was as sensitive to her emotions as ever. The person who came to invite them just now was the deputy village chief of the village. It is logical that he deserved respect from the people in the village. However, judging from the store manager's reaction at that time, something was obviously wrong.

"Not welcome...I think I know why."

Donald pursed his lips and said as he played with the pocket watch in his hand.

"You've just met for the first time, you know?"

"Please look at the clothes of the deputy village chief, and you have found nothing."

He took a step back to ensure that his voice was not heard by the deputy village chief who was talking to Anthony. Anthony was the oldest among the group, so the deputy village chief subconsciously regarded him as the leader of the team. Donald did not refute it, but deliberately asked Anthony to negotiate.

"Isn't it a normal outfit?"

Stephanie looked up and down several times, with a brown coat, trousers of the same color, leather boots, palms, and a silk top hat, a standard gentlemanly outfit. The streets of Tallinn in Demingham were full of men dressed in this way.

"In Demingham, this kind of outfit was normal at the time, but don't forget that this is a small mountain village, and this kind of outfit is like... a peacock-feathered pheasant walking around in a group of poultry. Can you understand?"

"Puchi, if you hear this metaphor, you will not come and duel with you?"

Stephanie always laughed at Donald's sudden metaphor, but it has to be said that this metaphor is actually very vivid.

The deputy village chief's outfit was obviously educated. For him, wearing it like this was the state that a gentleman should have when going out, but for these villagers who are accustomed to casual outfits, this way of dressing is obviously a bit out of the masses.

Of course, this may be just one of the reasons. After all, just because the clothes are different, there will be no such reaction.

I came all the way to the house where the village chief lived, and the appearance outside was no different from the surrounding houses. In a village like this, there would naturally be no government office building.

"Please come in."

The deputy village chief stood at the door and turned sideways and made a gesture of inviting him.

Before entering the door, Donald's eyes first stopped on the beams and pillars outside for a while. The wheat ears inserted on the top were not full enough, and the animal skins on the door panel were obviously nailed to them casually. In terms of appearance, they were even worse than those ordinary houses on the roadside.

When I walked in, the first thing Donald saw was the umbrella bucket and clothes hanger placed in the corner of the wall, and the shoe rack leaning against the other side. The things inside were kept calm and exquisite.

Judging from the perfunctory attitude of the two items in the winter festival outside, the village chief was resistant to the harvest and the hunting god. Judging from the furniture at the door, the village chief should have lived in cities in non-faith districts for a period of time.

These are two information Donald got in a short time.

They finally met the village chief in a somewhat simple study.

Of course, the simplicity here is relatively simple. For Donald, who once always reads books in the study of Shelley's ancestral villa, this study with a total area of ​​only 20 square meters is really shabby, but for this village, it should be the place with the richest collection of books.

"I, Langfero Eddie, the village chief of Ferro village."

It was the village chief who introduced himself first, and then Donald and his group introduced himself.

While talking, Donald was also looking at the village chief.

At first glance, you can tell that it was a carefully maintained hairstyle and a pair of beards. It was obvious that it took a lot of effort. The village chief dressed in a black formal outfit. This outfit was worn most of the time when Demingham attended important occasions. If it was spread on weekdays, it would be said to be rigid and unrelaxed.

"Is there anything you are asking us for?"

The person who spoke was Anthony. There was no way. His current role was the leader of their group, so he naturally had to speak.

"I just want to meet a few people. I heard from the villagers that they came from the south, and saw that they were dressed and the carriage full of goods, should have come from Beiruye City?"

As the village chief spoke, his eyes faintly swept over the Frost Flame Blades hanging around Anthony's waist and the long sword that Lilo held in his hand.

Donald saw it and communicated with Anthony with his mental power.

"Yes, we are actually a mercenary team from Beiruye City. Our destination is Delchimo. We happened to pass by this village and picked up a wood carving that is said to be the god of harvest and hunting, and were invited."

Judging from the mayor's eyes, he obviously cared about Anthony and Lilo's weapons, and it can also be said that he cared about their combat effectiveness, so Donald simply changed Anthony's words.

"Oh, so that's it. Actually, I've studied in Beiruye for a few years. The roasted lamb there is something I'm still thinking about, but a few of them are mercenaries... and still have children? Sorry, I have no intention of offending."

When he heard that he was a mercenary, the village chief's eyes immediately lit up, but he didn't say it explicitly, and he deliberately pretended to make an inadvertent "inquiry".

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the people sitting in front of him were smarter than the other, and there was another strange disciple who could even understand his emotions.

"Don't underestimate them, they are all capable."

Donald took the conversation and gave Lilo a look. The latter stood up and drew his sword. His clean and neat movements and the whistling sound of the sword blade breaking through the air immediately shocked the village chief.

"Master, the coffee is ready."

A woman came in from outside the door, holding a large plate in her hand, and in addition to the dishes, there was also a porcelain bottle. This was the first time Donald saw a utensil using this kind of utensil to hold coffee.

In fact, it is actually quite rare to be able to drink coffee in such a rural area. Finely ground coffee is not cheap.

"I see that the village chief specially received us, and it shouldn't be just trying to get to know us, right? I like to be more cheerful. If there is anything, please tell me."

Anthony glanced at Donald, then turned his head and showed up with the village chief.

They don't have so much spare time with others to waste time here.

"This... Actually, I want you to help me and expose a liar!"

The village chief gritted his teeth and expressed his true purpose.
Chapter completed!