Wizard: I Brought the Wrong System

After walking across the simple suspension bridge made of three logs tied together, the peasant woman guarding the checkpoint finally noticed Yarrow.

Yarrow looks about the same age as Hami, but his appearance and temperament are completely different from those of the local civilians. Coupled with the leather armor he wears, even if it is stained with dust, it can be seen that he is not ordinary.

This kind of attire is simply not affordable for the teammates brought out by Old Ciel, let alone Yarrow with an extraordinary heavy sword on his back.

Facing the scrutiny of the middle-aged peasant woman, Yarrow greeted generously: "Good evening, Mrs. Wenlin."

"Good evening, good evening..." Aunt Wen Lin glanced at Old Ciel and asked hesitantly, "Who is...?"

"This is Lord 'Yue', a strong man I encountered on the way back," Old Ciel vaguely accentuated the pronunciation of 'Sir'.

Aunt Wen Lin heard what Old Ciel didn't say clearly - this is a strong man who can walk alone in the undead realm!

With this kind of equipment, powerful strength, and no intimidating appearance like a witcher, this young man is likely to be a noble-born official knight just like Lord Claire!

Knowing this, Aunt Wen Lin's eyes flashed slightly, she took a deep breath, and took a half step forward:

"Lord Yue, can you...can you help us..."

Before Aunt Wen Lin finished speaking, Old Ciel hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, don't talk too much!"

At this time, the wooden ladder had just been pulled up again, and a few ragged little boys walked out of the haystack on the side, but they were forced back by Old Ciel.

Turning his head, Old Ciel stooped and hunched over, his hunched body even more stunted. His voice couldn't hide his nervousness: "Yue... Lord Yue, please...don't pay attention to what she just said."

Yarrow glanced at the little heads that were still poking their heads, then glanced at the nervous middle-aged woman beside him, and then saw the nervous old man beside him.

The blunt little Hami, the cautious old Ciel, and the aunt who decisively asked for help... These three people may be ordinary or small, but in their own way, they are protecting their companions and trying to save their homes.

Compared to other commoners that Yarrow had encountered before, the old Ciel had a kind of invaluable resilience.

On them, Yarrow seemed to see some shadows of those people in the previous life.

"One may be a special case, but I have already encountered a few? Why is there such a fundamental difference between the commoners in the counties and their mentality and the outlying refugees and the commoners in the viscounts?"

"Lord Yue..." Seeing Yarrow who was inexplicably silent, Old Ciel became more and more nervous.

Yarrow could sense that the one arm that Old Ciel was carrying behind him was constantly swinging, letting the peasant woman take the children away quietly.

Yarrow shook his head, let go of the distracting thoughts in his heart, and smiled lightly: "It's okay, help me arrange a place to rest, I also know Baron Claire, when he comes back, you ask him to come to me."

Yarrow didn't blame Old Ciel for being wary.

Referring to what Viscount Corey did, what Old Charles did was indeed the best attitude for civilians to survive.

But this level of precaution is ultimately unpleasant.

Now that he knew that this was not a trap for Fernando's wizarding family, and that Baron Claire would be back soon, Yarrow didn't bother to deal with Old Xia Erxu again.

Old Charles breathed a sigh of relief, but pretended to be surprised: "Lord Yue also knows Baron Claire? That's great! Don't worry, when he comes back, I'll tell him right away that you're waiting for him!"

"Lord Yue, please come with me, our camp is still behind that cliff."

There is a crack on the cliff behind the level, which spreads from the top of the rock to the ground, as if it was split by a giant axe.

The narrow entrance was littered with broken bones, and the bluestones on both sides were also covered with brand new scratches. The dark blood stains were connected together, dyeing the entrance black and red.

Stepping into the cramped narrow passage, the top of a thin line of sky blocked all the peripheral vision of the setting sun.

The ground on which you step on is extremely sticky, and the turbid air stinks. After rough repairs, the damaged Juma was re-secured in the narrow road, making the road here difficult to navigate.

The cold wind was blowing, and there was a faint whimpering sound.

Yarrow activated the cat-shaped fist-running, and while perceiving the surroundings, his mind was full of thoughts.

"The soldiers of the earldom are all dispatched to the front line. Under the sudden impact of countless undead bones, the unprepared civilians must be defeated."

"Perhaps, they didn't successfully hold on until they escaped to this dangerous place?"

"Many undead skeletons are no worse than professional soldiers, and all of them are not afraid of piercing attacks. Even if there is such a natural danger, the civilians have no crushing strength, and they can't be one husband. Do you know how many people died to defend?"

A crisp bone cracking sound suddenly sounded under his feet, but Yarrow didn't make a sound when he saw that the two who were leading the way did not stop.

Afterwards, the broken bones under the foot became more and more, until they became one piece.

Hami seemed to know Yarrow's doubts, and explained aloud: "Before we retreated to the other side to reorganize the strength of the counterattack, and then the cleanup only swept out the complete bones, so there is more bone residue behind. a little."

The narrow road is only about a hundred meters in total. When you walk out of the narrow road, you will see a wooden platform more than three meters high. The wooden platform is in a ring shape and will wrap the entire exit. On the high platform, there is also Sanming holding a wooden pole and a long hammer. juvenile.

"It's Daddy Ciel and Hami, they're back safely!" the boy on the high platform cheered.

Soon, a series of footsteps came from behind the high platform, and a dozen or so teenagers who were about the same age as Hami quickly appeared in front of the wooden door under the high platform.

"What have you been doing, it took so long to come back?"

"Hami! Great, you're not hurt, are you?"

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The teenagers were shoulder-to-shoulder, UU reading www.uukanshu.com you and I said every sentence, and they talked non-stop.

Old Charles scolded nervously: "Okay, let's spread out, what are you all doing here?"

The teenagers were not afraid of him, and kept talking non-stop.

"Hami, tell me, what did you do just now?"

"Father Ciel, you are too partial, why only bring Hami and not me!"

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Although these teenagers said it easily, many of them had injuries on their bodies. The blood stains on the bandages were still bright red, and it could be seen that they were all injured not long ago.

"Alright, alright! Hami, go eat with them first, and I'll take Lord Yue to rest."

Saying that, Old Ciel turned his head: "Lord Yue, please come this way."

Yarrow nodded slightly.

Behind the high platform is a semi-open barracks, and there are half-sized boys similar to Hami who live nearby. In some of the open spaces, the old man and the young people are still exercising.

Outside, women and children are in groups of three or five, some are fetching water, some are cooking fires, and some are carrying lumber to build more camps.

Beyond that, it was green.

Under the vast sky, rows of malt are neatly arranged in the fields, and a low city stands.

There, it should be the town of Giro in the mouth of the old Shire.