The mountain was not steep, and they did not have a hard time walking on it. Angor found a man-made path in the forest, which made it even easier.
A path meant there were traces of people. Angor asked Toby to check the terrain. Toby nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and flew up into the sky. A moment later, Toby landed on Angor's shoulder and mumbled something.
"There are people here? Over there? And it's a big city? " Angor's eyes brightened up. He was worried that they would run into a small village, which would be hard to find. But a big city would not be such a problem.
Since there was nothing to worry about, Angor felt much better. He turned to the man who was following him. "We're almost there. I can't keep calling you 'hey' all the time. You should have a name too, right?"
The man looked confused. His eyes were pure and happy.
After talking with Angor for a while, the man finally stopped repeating Angor's words. But that was it. He still did not give any other response. Angor did not know if this was a good thing or a bad thing.
But Angor noticed that the man seemed to be very happy whenever he talked to him. His eyes were as bright as the morning stars in the sky, pure and clear.
Angor assumed this was the imprinting behavior of a baby bird. The first thing it saw when it woke up was its mother.
Oh, no. Dad.
Dad was not right either. He did not have a son who lived for a thousand years and was even older than Sunders.
"Tell me, what do you want to be called?" Angor asked.
The man usually did not answer, but he would occasionally say some words from Angor's words. Angor did not really want the man to answer his questions. He just wanted to see what the man would say, and he would use that word as his name.
Angor had a wicked thought. It would be best if it was "poop", "puppy", or "mud". When the man's IQ returned to normal, he would find out that his name had such vulgar meanings. That would be interesting. Besides, he chose it himself. Changing his name meant denying himself.
But Angor's evil plan did not work. For some reason, the man did not say anything today. He just tilted his head and looked at Angor curiously.
There's no other way. Since you won't tell me, I'll help you.
"What do you think of Pocrates?" "That's where you used to live. So you won't forget it. How about using it as your name?"
"Come to think of it, Pocratee doesn't seem to be a good place. After all, a tragedy happened there."
Angor kept talking, hoping to get the man to say something. Even a random word would do, but the man remained silent.
"I don't know what to say. I'm not good at naming names. You can call yourself whatever you want from now on. Your eyes were clear when I helped you get rid of the parasites. Why did you lose your mind all of a sudden?"
His eyes suddenly lit up. "I remember now. When you woke up for the first time, you didn't lose your memory yet. You said something before you fainted. What did you say then? Let me think. "
Angor racked his brain and tried to recall what happened back then.
When he removed the parasite from the man's body, the man's eyes regained clarity for a brief moment. He mumbled something and passed out. When he woke up, he had lost all his memories.
"Dodoro!" Angor said, "I remember now. You said 'Dodoro' and fainted."
"So you're called Dodoro from now on?" The name sounded strange. Angor was not sure if it was Dodoro's real name. But since it was the first thing Dodoro said when he woke up, there must be a meaning behind it. Maybe it was something he could not forget even after a thousand years. Using Dodoro as a name would remind him of it.
Even if he was overthinking and the name did not mean anything, it did not matter. After all, there were plenty of people with strange names, and "Dodoro" was easy to remember, especially since it was easy to pronounce.
While Angor was lost in his thoughts, the man behind him suddenly looked a little surprised.
When he heard the name "Dodoro", the man's eyes flashed with confusion. It was as if he was recalling something from the depths of his mind. There was the gleam of a blade, iron armor, blood, horse hooves … and a kind old man carrying a small iron box on his back.
"What do you think?" Angor looked back at the man.
As Angor asked, the memory in the man's mind slowly faded away. He looked up at Angor with a confused expression and tilted his head, as if he had no idea what was going on.
"It's settled then. You'll be called Dodoro before you remember anything," Angor said. "As for your family name … well, it doesn't really matter if you take it or not. However, Akeso used his blood to nourish you for a thousand years. You can't forget what he did for you. For now, you'll use Akeso as your last name. "
"Dodoro Akeso. That's your name from now on," Angor said.
The man nodded in confusion.
A gust of wind blew past, causing his knee-length hair to flutter in the wind. Yellowed leaves rustled down from the sky, accompanied by the sound of the wind, and the drifting clouds in the sky. This was the moment Dodoro would never forget.
…
Halfway up the mountain, Angor saw an exquisitely built two-story wooden house. It was located in an open space in the forest. There was a sign not far from the house.
Angor took a closer look and saw several languages written on the sign. The language at the top of the sign was the universal language.
[Byzhan Mountains, Ranger's Wooden House, Kanah Mountain]
The bottom left corner of the sign also had the date of its establishment, as well as an emblem that read, "The morning sun rises from the horizon".
So this was the house of a ranger.
Angor rubbed his chin. He didn't really care about the house, but he did care about the sign.
The sign was only used to record a location, but Angor could infer a lot of information from it.
The emblem and the words "Byzhan Mountains, Ranger, Ranger" told Angor one thing: this was a symbol of the government.
Only the government would divide a country's territory into different sections. Even a single mountain range would be divided into several sections. This also meant that the "government" was quite peaceful when it came to setting up the sign. In a chaotic world, the government wouldn't even care about the lives of ordinary people, let alone protecting a forest.
Goldspink Empire used to have a ranger position. However, after the war with Heylan, the people had no way to make a living, and the ranger disappeared in the tide of history.
"So I'm lucky to be in a peaceful place?" Angor touched the sign. There wasn't much dust on it. Someone must have cleaned it regularly.
He went around the wooden sign and arrived at the ranger's cabin.
There was no one in the room. Angor already checked the place. The door was locked, but that did not affect him at all. He could easily open the lock with his spirit or mana.
Angor pushed the door open and walked inside.
The house had two floors, but each floor only had one room. The first floor was the living room, and the second floor was the bedroom. The layout was simple. Apart from several locked cabinets, everything else was easy to see.
"Other than weapons, there's only food. There's no book here. Looks like the ranger doesn't have anything to do with his daily life. "Angor opened the drawer and found a map.
However, this map only showed the location of the forest guardian's wooden house in the 'Bazhan Mountains OO21 ~ OO40'. According to the scale of the map, there were about 20 ranger houses in an area of about 800 square kilometers.
That was quite a dense distribution.
This country was much more peaceful than he thought since it cared for the forest and nature.
Angor put down the map and was attracted by a whiff of smoke. He raised his head and saw a row of smoked pork legs and a row of unidentifiable jerky hanging from the ceiling beam above the cabinet.
Angor had been eating food without any seasoning for months. His eyes lit up at the sight of the salty food.
He picked up a piece of smoked pork jerky and muttered, "Forgive me." Then he put it into the pot on the stove and boiled it.
The aroma was so alluring! Even Toby couldn't help but chomp down, let alone Angor.
On the other hand, Dodoro, who had been eating fruits for half a month, couldn't help but gulp when he smelled the delicious meat. But he didn't ask for it. Instead, he just stared at the meat in the pot.
Since Dodoro didn't get sick from eating fruits for the past half a month, his stomach should be fine. So, he tossed the soft, mushy meat to Dodoro.
This meal was very filling and satisfying.
Before leaving the ranger's house, Angor left a gold coin on the table. It was a bit belated, but at least it was enough.
The gold coin was used to buy the pork jerky, as well as … a set of clothes and shoes.
He wasn't going to wear it himself. He was going to give it to Dodoro.
Inside Angor's bracelet was a shiny purple wizard robe he got from Prome, which Dodoro had been wearing for the past few days.
But Dodoro wasn't wearing anything under the robe.
Dodoro didn't seem to be wearing anything strange, but Angor still felt a bit uncomfortable. When the wind blew, not only did this fellow's front and back perked up, even her shape could be seen. It was simply too offensive to public morals.
Angor had to do this so that he wouldn't be an eyesore when he entered the city.
After changing, Dodoro looked more decent than before. To avoid unnecessary trouble, Angor even trimmed Dodoro's hair into a buzz cut.
After taking care of everything, they left the house.
Angor planned to go through the mountains. However, there was already a clear path here. They should be able to reach the human settlement if they followed it.
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