She Is Not a Witch Chapter 42: Mountain Youth
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Deep mountain village on the east side of Nieder County.
This unknown village can't be found on the past west wind maps, but after the establishment of Crancia, it was named Zelkova Village according to the local people's name. Because there are a few rare zelkova trees in the village.
A young man wearing an animal skin vest is walking on a rugged mountain road. He is carrying a stack of dry firewood several meters high. Compared with the figure below, there is a huge gap between the thick dry firewood, which makes people uncomfortable. There is no doubt that this young man will be crushed.
But he didn't feel any strangeness, and he still walked on the mountain road with ease.
After entering the village, several children in the village saw this young man and trot around to watch.
"Brother Bud went to collect firewood again?"
"Yes, the weather is still a bit cold now, there is not much firewood left in the house of Mr. Tuoke, I went to find some."
"Bad brother is so powerful, he can recite so much."
"Well, you work hard to grow your body, and you can do it in the future." He nodded.
This young man is exactly the restaurant that Lorrain Hill met in Hopelander, the young man who avenged his friends.
After obtaining the training method and strength given by Lorrain Hill, he killed his enemies, and then came to the hometown of his friend Grete, wanting to do something within his power.
After arriving here, although he was distrusted and feared by the locals (because of his face), in the days that followed, he helped the surrounding villages to clean up a lot of monsters, so his fame gradually increased. Familiar, everyone here no longer rejects him, but slowly accepts him.
"Hey, Bud, I'm back." A middle-aged man dressed as a hunter walked out of the house and greeted Bud, who was walking on the mountain road.
"I'm back, Uncle Fengde." Bud nodded.
"Wait later, I will ask Anna to bring you some bacon. This is carefully made by my wife. It has a unique flavor..."
"Thank you, uncle." The ugly and unpretentious teenager opened a small smile.
"Nothing, you have been helping everyone for the past two years." The uncle hunter walked down the hill in front of his house, came to Bud's side, looked at his worn vest, and said.
"I will talk to Mrs. Lit later and let her sew some new clothes for you. Although it's spring, it's still cold. It's not enough to wear too little."
"Don't be so troublesome, winter comes like this." Bud shook his head, and then a burst of red appeared on his muscular skin, and white smoke came up, evaporating the accumulated dew on his body.
"I am an extraordinary person, don't be afraid of the cold."
"That being said, it's also very magical. It's better to wear a little more relaxed after all."
"And you are still a great hero in our village. You have helped defeat so many monsters, such a powerful character, you can't wear too simple, otherwise outsiders think we reject you."
Because of the uncle’s kindness, Bud had no choice but to agree, and then asked Mrs. Ritt to help him measure his figure.
Holding dry firewood on his back, he continued to move forward. He first helped the old man Tuoke replenish firewood so that the lonely old man would not worry about the cold, and then he took the extra dry firewood back to where he lived. There is a stone here. The built rough house has a roof made of thick thatch mixed with soil. There is a layer of wooden planks underneath. Although it looks simple, it is waterproof when piled with thick materials.
After returning home, he started to make a fire and cook, and what he had learned in the restaurant is now very easy to use.
Remove the air-dried meat strips from the cantilever beams on the roof, cut a few pieces and throw them in a pot, add some radish pieces and greens, and wait until the dough on the side is cooked before you can eat it.
While waiting, he went to another place in the house, scooped out clean water in a large water tank with a scoop, washed his body briefly, and then put on another clean animal skin vest before sitting back to the fire. By the stove, things are almost cooked at this time.
Although life in the mountains is simple, there is also a kind of tranquility and peace, which makes him quite satisfied.
Grete’s hometown is in this village. There were three children in his family. The eldest son, Grete’s brother, died in a mine disaster. Grete participated in the uprising in Crancia, and then went to the south. Back, now the only girl left in the family is a girl named Karen, currently living with her parents.
Let’s go to Karen’s house again tomorrow and ask them if they need help in the field now. While thinking about this, Bud closes the door of the house, prepares to practice his extraordinary sequence, and then goes to sleep.
A clear and ethereal voice sounded in the village.
"Hello, is this the zelkova village?" It seems to be a young girl, listening to her standard accent, she should be from the hinterland of Crancia and received an excellent education.
"Yes." Uncle Hunter replied readily.
"Is this young lady coming to our village to buy some ferret fur? This is the only specialty in our village." The uncle guessed the origin of the blonde lady, and then promoted his own things.
"If you have fur, you can buy some, but I also want to inquire about someone, that is, a young man named Bud."
"Budd, may I ask if you have anything to do with him? He has refused to solicit several times."
"It's not solicitation, but just want to meet and see, it's a former acquaintance."
"Well, he lives on the other side of the village, let me take you there."
The villagers in the mountains are very simple, and directly led the girl to a house built by rocks. The girl who had just visited was wearing a black windbreaker jacket, gray boots on her slender legs, and a little golden hair exposed outside her hood. Her face was beautiful and slightly hazy.
And hearing the sound of footsteps from far and near, the door of the house had been opened in advance, and the strong young man had already walked out of the house.
In the surprised gaze of Uncle Hunter, this incomparably powerful young man salutes respectfully at this moment.
"Miss Lacey is good." He slowly raised his head. In the evening twilight, the pair of eyes were pierced, seemingly surprised and grateful.
"Long time no see~IndoMTL.com~Bad." The blonde girl didn't refuse, but calmly accepted the young man's salute, and then replied.
"Thank you, uncle, then." The blonde lady turned around and said.
"It's nothing...a trivial matter." Despite the surprise in his heart, the uncle hunter nodded slowly, and then continued with hindsight.
"Then I won't bother you." After speaking, he walked away in small steps.
Two candles lit up on the rough wooden table, and the two came to the table and slowly talked about their experiences over the past two years.
At first, Bud was also worried that this eldest lady would not be used to sitting on such a rough wooden chair in her own home, but she didn't seem to feel uncomfortable looking at the other person, instead she sat down naturally and adapted to it.
"Sit down, Bud, it's been two years since I saw you."
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