But the problem was that Roddy could not remember the specific content. There was no location, no location …
He could feel that he was only a hair's breadth away from the answer he wanted, but he was so anxious that he could not figure it out. He could only try his best to calm himself down and think about what he should do next.
Something big was about to happen, but Roddy could not do anything because he could not confirm the location. It was obvious that these Orcs were going to attack somewhere, but he could not do anything. Although saying this made him feel cold and indifferent to life, one thing to realize was that the world of "Earth Divided" was not a modern society. In his previous era, it was a big deal if ten people died in an accident on TV. But here, 300 people were massacred in a village, or almost a thousand people froze or starved to death in winter. In the eyes of the lords, it was just a topic of conversation after a meal. It was not a big deal at all. At most, the lords would say something like "this year is not good". Most of them would sigh and say things like "taxes are not easy to collect".
At that moment, Rody understood the limits of his abilities. Without knowing the exact location of the attack, the only thing he could be sure of was that Norland Village would not be attacked. That was because he had stayed here for a long time and knew the history of the village like the back of his hand. If there was an attack, it would be two and a half years later when the first robbery occurred.
So in this situation, Roddy wisely chose to ignore the content of the letter because he knew that there was nothing he could do now. Inform all the villagers to be on the lookout for an enemy attack? That was not realistic. The date pointed to the 15th of April tomorrow. Roddy calculated that even if he started to run fast to all the villages at the border, he would not be able to finish it in a week.
Roddy sighed and did not think too much about it. After collecting the spoils of war, he ate some simple food in the canteen to fill his stomach. He thought about how to find Stan and upgrade his weapon with the blood ore. Carter and Ruger saw that Roddy was not in a good mood and came over to ask him about it. Roddy did not hide anything and told them the content of the letter.
Although they didn't know how Roddy understood the Orc language, this information made Carter and Ruger frown in deep thought. In the end, they decided to send someone to notify the nearby villages to keep an eye on the enemy and take precautions.
After all, they were born and raised in the Kingdom of Karen. Their mindset was completely different from that of players like Roddy. After figuring this out, Roddy did not have any objections. After sending two scouts in two different directions to inform Carter and the others, they were temporarily relieved and returned to the simple house to sleep.
Listening to the deafening snores, Roddy raised his head to look at the rising sun. He rubbed his bloodshot eyes, found a corner to squat down, and called out the character status panel in a low voice.
From start to finish, Shi Feng had obtained an astonishing 728 EXP from the raid on the Orc Camp. Including the remaining 66 EXP after leveling up to Level 2, Shi Feng now had 794 EXP on hand. He had already surpassed the 600 EXP required to level up to Level 3.
Roddy was a little confused. He opened the mission panel and saw a record written on it. "Raid on the Orc Camp (Completed)."
There was a mission rating: A-.
So that was it … He had unintentionally completed a faction matching "mission." Most of the time, this kind of mission was not actively accepted. It was directly assigned by the system during the operation. It did not matter whether he completed it or not. If he completed it, he would receive a reward corresponding to the rating. In the end, Roddy did not manage to annihilate everyone in the Orc Camp, so his rating was naturally lower. However, if he had caught up with the Orcs and killed them, his rating might have reached the highest, S-rank.
However, Roddy did not think that much at that time. He had other reasons for letting the Orcs go. He wanted these frightened Orcs to go back and report the strength of the human race. This would be an invisible deterrent to the arrogant Orcs.
He turned his gaze back to the character interface. After thinking for a moment, he did not choose to level up.
The extra level of experience was Rody's trump card. In the future, if there was an accident that caused his life to be in danger, he could use the level up 'bug' to instantly restore his strongest fighting strength. Whether it was used to escape or to fight, it was a trick that others would never be able to predict.
Thinking that he finally had a life-saving skill, Roddy's tense mind finally relaxed. The feeling of drowsiness also spread. He looked at the blood ore in his hand and thought for a while. He decided to take a nap before dealing with these things.
When he stepped back to the dormitory, it was already past midnight. It was almost sunrise.
Norland Village seemed to be the same as before. The windmill on the hillside in the distance slowly turned. The farmers who were preparing to farm walked out of their houses in twos and threes, chatting on the road. Occasionally, they would talk about Lord Kirk's manor and the lives of the nobles. There was no lack of envy in their words.
Listening to those people's idle chatter, Roddy gradually remembered the difference between this society and the modern world he lived in. In this land, perhaps many people had the so-called "ambition", but no one would have the thought of "I can become a noble as long as I work hard" or "I don't want to farm, I want to be a knight".
As a modern person, Roddy had been educated since he was a child that everyone was equal. But in this place, such a thought did not seem to be realistic. In the Kingdom of Karen and all other human countries, farmers would always be farmers, and tailors would always be tailors. They were born to be the subjects of the lord and had the obligation to be loyal to the lord. Such a concept was deeply rooted in people's bones, and they rarely had any other thoughts in their minds.
Roddy shook his head and cleared his mind. When he walked to the front of the house with the loud snores, he vaguely heard the sound of hooves. He turned his head and looked at the center of the village. The carriage that belonged to the lord's manor had just returned from another village. This kind of scene was common, so Roddy did not pay much attention to it. He seemed to catch a glimpse of a figure in a butler's robe hurriedly getting off the carriage and rushing back to the manor for some unknown reason.
Perhaps the lord is going to ask for the rent again?
Thinking of the rent, tribute, and taxes that a manor had to pay, Roddy sighed. The feudal society was really oppressive. He went into the house and lay on the bed, then fell into a deep sleep …
… …
In the evening, the shepherd drove the sheep past the house. A series of "baa baa" sounds woke Roddy from his sleep.
It seemed that his body was not used to staying up late. Roddy opened his eyes and sighed. He slowly sat up on the bed, rubbed his greasy hair that had not been washed for a few days, and woke up with a yawn amidst the thunderous snores.
It was not a good feeling to suddenly change his routine. Even though he had slept for five or six hours, Roddy still felt weak. Some of the scouts sleeping around him had already gotten up. They must have gone out to find something to eat. His eyes were a little wet. When he got up, he accidentally bumped into a beam. He felt that he was not used to such a height and the surrounding environment. However, after two victories, Roddy gradually relaxed and was not so nervous.
When a person just woke up, there would always be a period of time when their thoughts would be rigid and chaotic. Rody, who wanted to wash his face, felt the same. However, when he walked out of the room, he could clearly hear a few conversations.
"Will Second Lieutenant Sodin be promoted?"
"Him? Let's talk about it when Duke Lucifron is old and senile and is willing to give him a promotion! "
These words made the drowsy Roddy recall his current identity. He was no longer a player, but a scout belonging to the Lucifron Family … To Lord Lucifron, he was just the most inconspicuous soldier among the countless noble private soldiers … Ha, the Lucifron Family, at least he was a Duke …
Wait a minute.
Roddy suddenly stopped. The words "Old Duke" seemed a little different from what he remembered.
In his memory, after the game started, there was no Old Duke in Hollier, the largest city in the northwest. There was only a Francis Duke, who later betrayed the country and colluded with the enemy. He was not old at all. The only thing that was related to the term "Old Duke" was the statue of an old man in the city. That was Francis Duke's father, Angmar? Lucifron Duke.
Could it be … that the supposedly dead Old Duke was still alive?
"Marco, I want to ask — where is Francis Duke now?"
Roddy asked casually. Because of the prestige he had accumulated after two battles, the chatting soldier immediately stood up straight when he saw him. He answered with a serious and nervous voice, as if he was the commander of the army. "Roddy, Captain, are you talking about Count Francis? At this time of year, the Count should be patrolling the territory with his sister. It's a yearly tradition. "
The soldier who answered the question thought that Roddy had said the wrong title, so he did not dare to hide anything. Roddy smiled and gestured for him not to be so nervous. He asked if the soldier's wounds were better, nodded, and chatted with him for a while before walking to the side.
He turned his face. Although his expression was normal, he was a little confused.
Angmar? Lucifron Duke is still alive, and he is now the supreme lord of this land?
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