The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 24: Uninvited Guest

"Trial..." Walking along the path in the field, Xiwei looked ahead absent-mindedly.

　　 In the mission panel of the Magic Academy system, in addition to the ‘emergent’ quest to establish the academy at the beginning, there is a new quest.

　　[Task: Primary Trial]

　　 [Task content: You already have the strength to hit the first level, and do a good job in the Tower of Grinding! 】

　　[Requirement: Complete the trial of the Tower of Grinding (1st Floor)]

　　 [Note: Because the process of the Tower of Grinding (1st floor) is long, please be well prepared before entering]

　　 Xiwei has confirmed that the so-called Tower of Grinding is actually a new copy appearing in the gate of trial. In addition, because [Noisy Beach] passed the level with an A rating, another copy named [Coral Sea Path] appeared.

　　 But because today's opportunity has been exhausted, no matter what kind of copy appears, it has nothing to do with the current Xiwei.

　　 But the remark at the end of the task made Xi Wei feel uneasy.

What does 　　 mean by a longer process? What kind of preparation is called perfect preparation?

　　 is completely unknown, so after thinking hard for a long time, Xiwei finally decided...to go to the village for dinner first.

　　 Although the fruit is delicious, it’s not difficult for the current Siwei to eat game, but whether it’s fruit or barbecue, there is always a day to be tired of eating. Compared to the two, I still go to the pub at Alisha’s house. It is better to eat other foods.

　　 "Sure enough, human beings are social creatures...Even if you are a magician, you can't leave the human society."

　　 Although there are rumors that magicians with extremely high ranks can create food out of thin air, or even survive by ingesting elements without eating, those who are more like myths than facts even to Sivi The rumors are still too illusory, and the average magician still needs to eat food even when he is promoted to the level of the great magician.

　　 Waiting to enter the village from the trail between the ridges, Xiwei found that the atmosphere in the village did not seem to be right.

　　 A group of men surrounded the entrance of the village. The women took care of their children, but they couldn't help but cast worried glances at the entrance of the village. They didn't even notice him even when he entered the village.

　　 The curious Siwei simply climbed onto the low roof of the bungalow and walked in the direction of the village entrance while seeing what was happening there through the crowd.

　　 Five heavily armed soldiers are confronting the men in the village. After getting close enough, Xiwei could almost hear the conversation between the two parties.

　　The soldier who took the lead to speak was a big man who was nearly two meters tall and could give a sense of oppression just standing, while the one in the village who picked the head was a white beard and bald, leaning on a cane, hunched over, An old village chief who is less than four feet tall. From the momentum, the village has already missed the opponent by a few chips.

　　 Even if there is a saying, “Two fists are hard to beat four hands”, but compared to the opponent’s imposing bust and bright iron spear head, most of the weapons in the village are just hoes, rake, hatchets, etc. It's rusty, and it's still rusty...Only a few hunters' houses are considered to have a few shoddy bows and arrows.

　　The meaning of the soldier seems to be that the lord, because of the tight frontline war, specially sent them these elite soldiers to collect the fighting tax from the residents in the territory.

　　 But the villagers didn’t have much money. Except for a few wealthy families, most people could hardly dig out any copper before the spring harvest. The helpless village head could only beg the other side to allow a little more time. NS.

　　 "What an elite soldier?" Although the half-length armor of the opponent can intimidate the short-sighted villagers, it can't scare the Xiwei who has traveled to many parts of the mainland... well, Now it's just someone who inherited Xiwei's memory: "Isn't that the half-length armor of the ordinary pikemen? The weapons are just the long spears used in the array. For elite soldiers, at least take a sword. Isn't that too cheap!" /

　　 I'm afraid these guys who claim to be acting tax officials are just soldiers who escaped from the battlefield.

　　Because of the tyrannical rule of this world, generally deserters are to go to the gallows if they are found, and they are not even qualified to go to the military court. However, these guys not only did not hide their heads and show their tails like the mice crossing the street, but they dare Pretending to be a tax officer to do this kind of thing, obviously there is something tricky behind it.

　　 Based on this, Xiwei did not rush to stand out, but continued to lean down, lying in ambush on the roof to watch the development of the situation.

　　 There is no money in the village, so no matter how the other side pushes it, it is impossible to get money, so it was a matter of course.

　　 The big soldier looked at the old village chief condescendingly, and began to speak loudly: "Huh, unwilling to pay taxes means that you have to resist the lord master and resist his orders! Soon there will be a team of knights to eradicate you. Small villages, give other stubborn villages an example!"

　　 "Oh, tax officer sir, but our village really has no money..." The old village chief was sweating profusely.

　　 Don't talk about a team of knights in their small village, even if they come two or three, they will be completely destroyed.

　　 "No money? It's not impossible." The big soldier touched his chin~IndoMTL.com~ and then may have made a kind smile to Xiang, but the deliberate smile made his face even more It's ferocious, this can be seen from the old village chief who has been shivering with fright.

　　 "Wh...what way?" But even though he was shivering, the old man still didn't forget to fight for his own village.

　　"Old man, you should also know that the nobles above all have some kind of hobbies, and slaves are very good things to vent their hobbies. The price of this stuff is not low. "The smile on the big soldier's face has changed from a blunt fake smile to a real smile, but it looks even more wretched: "You only need to pick a few children from the village to be slaves to the nobles. What about the tax? It can be offset. How about, not only can you not pay taxes, but also reduce the number of people in the village, a very simple way?"

　　"Shut up!" The old man pushed the cane in his hand aggressively to the ground, his wrinkled face was full of anger: "The old man is the village chief here! How can you do this kind of betrayal of the villagers!"

　　 "Hey, old man." The expression on the big soldier's face also cooled, he leaned in front of the old man, and said with a half-forced and half-threatening tone, with a smile, "I can point you to it." Minglu, don’t blame us if you don’t go! Now pay the tax money quickly, otherwise we will be welcome!"

　　 "No, we won't betray our family and friends in any case. Tax official, as long as we have a few more days of grace, and wait until the spring harvest is complete..." The old man tried to reason with each other, but was drunk. The soldiers who didn't care about the wine rebuffed.

　　 The big soldier grinned strangely: "Wait? We can wait, the soldiers on the front can't afford it! Brothers, let's go!"