Pendor Empire In Other Worlds

　　 The old Fischer and others who stayed behind in the village had already received news of the victory from the little Hepburn who had come back earlier.

　　 He originally wanted to go to the tiger's den with little Hepburn, but Hepburn walked too fast, and worried that at this time, the village could not be without a person in charge, so he stayed in the village.

　　 And Old Fisher knew it, which meant that the entire village of Leiden knew it.

　　 A group of people frantically gathered in front of the wounded, clamoring and sharing the joy of victory.

　　 There is a sentence "When did it start", and there is a sentence "How big is the big tiger"...

　　 even asked who in the team is the strongest and who is the weakest.

　　The injured villager didn't know what he thought, but the old Fisher beside him felt that his head was about to explode.

　　 Aren’t these people usually talkative? Is it too free today? Don’t you know that the wounded have to rest?

　　 It’s not just talking about a hundred days of hurting the muscles and bones. The autumn harvest will be coming soon. Shouldn’t the wounded be consciously sent home to recuperate?

　　 But the villagers’ ecstasy cannot be suppressed.

　　 In the end, Old Fisher simply used the name of welcoming the heroes back to the village and took the villagers to the entrance of the village to wait.

　　 Only then did a few wounded get out of the besieged situation.

　　 As for the wounded, old Fischer looked regretful, as if he couldn't see it anymore.

　　 He didn't come up with this proposal because he couldn't squeeze in because of his poor health.

　　 A group of people waited for more than an hour under the hot sun before returning to the team.

　　 The hot sun and the long wait did not reduce the excitement of these villagers at all, but increased their anticipation.

　　While they imagined the fierce battle situation, they stood on their toes from time to time, all wanting to be the first to see the tiger hunting heroes.

　　 In the eyes of all the villagers, the people who rescued the village from the threat of the ferocious tiger are the heroes they respect.

　　 He didn't think much about Lothar himself, just one point of view, that was an incredible fighter.

　　 "Come here," a sharp-eyed village woman took the lead when she saw the team walking out of the woods. She shouted in excitement, fearing that others might not know that she had seen it.

　　 "Hey...Where, where...Ah, I have seen it too, indeed they are back..." Another villager said.

　　 "Yes, there seems to be the Mr. Lothar in front..."

　　 This ignited the feelings of the villagers, and they exchanged their findings.

　　 "Hey, why don't we go to the front to meet them"

　　 Suddenly the proposal was approved by everyone, and people ran to the team back to the village, but less than 300 people ran out of a mighty force.

　　 Only the old Fisher paused hard and the crutches in his hand.

　　 Don't these people know that the village chief came first?

　　 scolded these guys who had left the village head in his heart. Old Fisher didn't stop at his feet, and ran to the Orion team with everyone.

　　 The villagers who ran halfway eventually gave Old Fisher to the forefront.

　　 It's not that they finally remembered the authority of the village chief, but suddenly remembered that Mr. Lothar seems to be unfamiliar to everyone, so let the village chief come first.

　　 For Lothar, the villagers still have a lot of awe.

　　 The two sides met soon.

　　 Lothar started, followed by militia captain Tucker and little Hepburn with a tiger tail wrapped around his waist.

　　 Behind them are two rows of villagers with a total of sixteen people carrying the male tiger, and the rest of them are behind.

　　 There is pride and pride on everyone's face.

　　 The old Fisher, who met Lothar, didn't say anything, and came up with a passionate hug.

　　 "Welcome back, Lothar," Old Fisher patted Lothar's back lightly.

　　 "Leiden Village will always thank you for your help." The excitement made the old village chief's tone tremble.

　　 Lothar also patted Old Fisher on the thin back, "You are welcome, Old Fisher, this is not my credit alone, everyone did a very beautiful job."

　　 When the two were talking, the other villagers had already bypassed the pair of men who were blowing each other, pointing around the male tiger's body, making endless noise.

　　 "Uncle Tucker, this is the big tiger you played, it's really big." A peasant woman with a big waist pulled Tucker and asked excitedly.

　　 "No, this is a male tiger. Lord Lothar killed it alone. What we are dealing with is the pregnant female tiger, which has been buried."

　　 Tucker tried his best to maintain a calm expression, but in the stretched tone, the pride of glory could not be concealed.

　　 "This is the big tiger, it's really big, it's not light." Another village woman asked while pulling Tucker's clothes.

　　 "That's not it, so many of us are still heavy lifting it." Before Tucker's turn to answer this time, the villager who lifted the tiger rushed to show off.

　　 "Feilie, you must be exhausted if you are so heavy, let your second uncle help you."

　　 A forty or fifty-year-old man in the crowd rolled up his sleeves and wanted to step forward to "help" his nephew.

　　 "Go, uncle, I'm not tired at all, how can I trouble you." The young man named Ferrie hurriedly stretched out a hand and pushed his uncle away.

　　 Just kidding, how can this kind of good deeds be given to others? Didn't you see that those guys who didn't get the job behind were all red with mahogany beads?

　　 Of course, the noise behind him would not be ignored by the two who were talking. Old Fisher, who had agreed to talk in detail in the evening, let go of Lothar and looked at the lively scene in front of him.

　　 Well, it's mainly the fierce tiger.

　　 There is also a tiger tail wrapped around Little Hepburn's waist.

　　 was thinking about how to flicker the precious baby from the hands of his grandson.

　　 said solemnly: "Okay, okay, everyone don't make trouble. The warriors are very tired, let's go back to the village first, let everyone have a rest."

　　 "Mr. Lothar said he gave us the big tiger. Tonight we will hold a harvest party in advance. The staple food is this big tiger."

　　 "Everyone said if you want to know, I will ask again at the party, okay?"

　　 The majesty of the village chief still has some effect. Although the villagers were a little bit reluctant, they also felt that the village chief said something reasonable, and finally agreed to this proposal.

　　The road back to the village is not easy.

　　 Lothar, who used to be the sales director, can be regarded as a good communicator, but the villagers' enthusiasm somewhat frightened him.

　　 Watching the tiger hunting members who were surrounded and asking questions, all kinds of harassment.

　　 is not just verbal teasing, they also touch and pinch from time to time.

　　 Lothar was embarrassed, and then the villagers didn't understand his reason, put on a serious expression, and frightened a few villagers who spoke to him before they got out of this situation.

　　 Fortunately, there was a little fan, Hepburn, chatting about some interesting things in the village in front of him, so that he did not appear so boring.

　　 As for the old Fisher, this old man has left his guests and ran to see the tiger.

　　 went noisily all the way back to Leiden Village, only when the lively scene was reduced.

　　 Under the arrangement of the village chief, the villagers should take a rest and prepare for the party. The preparation party gradually disappeared.

　　 After talking to Old Fisher, Lothar and Little Hepburn returned to the village chief’s house.

　　 Changed into the blood-stained armor, Lothar lay on the bed and was about to sleep for a while.

　　 After two consecutive battles, he is the most tiring of all.

　　 Even the physical strength in the system is only a dozen points left.

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　　 Lothar, who had slept for three hours at a time, woke up just after eight o’clock in the evening.

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　　 Lothar, who woke up, was first dragged by Hepburn to wash, and then dragged to the threshing ground.

　　 At this time, the threshing field party is already lively.

　　 Newly roasted tiger meat, homemade fruit wine, freshly picked fruits, plus some brown bread, vegetable soup and the like.

　　 The venue for the party has been set up.

　　 Three or five tiger hunting members and a few villagers formed a circle, talking eloquently about their heroic performance.

　　 Among them, those wounded who came back first blow the hardest.

　　According to Little Hepburn, the harvest party is a collective activity held in various parts of the Principality of Perth to celebrate the harvest.

　　 Generally every place is held every few years.

　　 Although the autumn harvest is not over this year, the ability to hunt big tigers is already a bigger harvest for Leiden Village than in previous years.

　　 And this year’s crops in Leiden Village will surely be a good harvest.

　　 It is worth mentioning that there are villagers from other villages participating in this party.

　　 This is normal. The harvest party held in any place will not only be attended by the villagers.

　　 The neighboring villages will participate more or less if they want to join in the fun or beat the local tyrants.

　　 This year, because the Leiden Village was organized too early, only relatives from the villagers came to participate, and there were still very few.

　　Although they belong to different lords, even the relationship between the lords is not harmonious.

　　 But Leiden Village and the surrounding villages are not completely old-fashioned.

　　 There were also people from other villages who wanted to help when hunting tigers, but Lothar refused because the task had been allocated and the time was too tight.

　　 At the moment, they are all gathered together to listen to the various bragging of the tiger hunting members, and from time to time they make "Oh, ah" sounds in surprise.