Chapter 24

"Trial..." Walking along the path in the field, Sylvie looked ahead absentmindedly.

In the task panel of the magic academy system, there was a new task in addition to the "rudimentary" task to establish the Academy at the beginning.

[task: primary test]

[task content: you have the strength to attack the first level, so do a good performance in the tower of tempering! 】

[requirements: complete the trial of the grinding tower (first floor)

[Note: because the process of the grinding tower (first floor) is long, please be prepared before entering]

Xiwei has confirmed that the so-called grinding tower is actually a new copy in the door of trial. In addition, because the "noisy Beach" has passed the A-level rating, a copy named "coral trail" appears.

However, because today's opportunities have been exhausted, no matter what kind of copy appears, it has nothing to do with the current SIVI.

But the note at the end of the mission upset seavy.

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

After thinking for a long time, Sylvie finally decided to Go to the village for dinner first.

Although the fruit is delicious, it's not difficult for SIVI to play game now, but whether it's fruit or barbecue, there will always be a day when I'm tired of it. It's better to go to Eliza's pub to eat other food than the two.

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

Although there are rumors that high-level magicians can produce food out of thin air, or even survive by taking elements without eating, the rumors that even for Sylvie are more like myths than facts, they are still too illusory, and even when they are promoted to the level of great mages, they still need to eat food.

When he entered the village from the path between the ridges, he found that the atmosphere in the village was not right.

A group of men gathered around the entrance of the village. The women took care of their children, but they could not help but cast a worried look at the entrance of the village. Even when he entered the village, they could not find out.

Curious Sylvie simply climbed up to the top of the bungalow and walked towards the entrance of the village. At the same time, he saw what happened there through the crowd.

Five heavily armed soldiers were confronting the men in the village. Close enough, Sylvie could almost hear the conversation.

The soldiers took the lead in talking about a big man who was nearly two meters tall and could give people a sense of oppression by standing alone. In the village, the head of the village was an old village head with white beard and baldness, leaning on crutches and stooping over his back. From the momentum, the village has been several times worse than the other side.

But most of the swords are not as powerful as the swords Only a few hunters have a few poorly made bows and arrows.

The meaning of the soldiers seems to be that the Lord specially sent them these elite soldiers to levy war aid tax on the residents in the territory because of the tight front-line war.

However, there was no money left in the village. Except for a few well-off families, most of them could hardly get out any copper before the spring harvest. Forced by the helpless village head, he could only ask for a little time.

"What 'elite soldiers'," although the half body armor on the other side is not too thick, it can frighten the short-sighted villagers, but it can't frighten the Xiwei who has traveled many places in the Mainland Well, now it's just someone who inherits SIVI's memory: "that's the half armour of ordinary spearmen, and the weapons are just long spears for array. If elite soldiers take a sword at least, it's not too cheap!"

I'm afraid these guys who call themselves tax agents are just soldiers fleeing from the battlefield.

Because of the autocratic rule of the world, generally speaking, deserters will be hanged if they are found out, and they are not even qualified to go to the military court. However, these guys not only don't hide their heads like street mice, but also dare to act as tax officials. Obviously, there is something fishy behind their backs.

Based on this, SIVI did not rush to get ahead, but continued to lean down, ambush on the roof, watching the development of the situation.

There is no money in the village, so no matter how forced by the other party, it is impossible to change the money, so naturally, the discussion collapsed.

The big soldier looked down at the old village head and began to utter words: "hum, if you don't pay taxes, you have to resist the Lord and his orders! This village will not be able to follow the example of other knights

"Oh, tax officials, but our village really has no money..." The old village head was sweating.

Their small village, let alone a group of knights, would be completely destroyed once two or three came.

"No money? It's not impossible. " The big soldier touched his chin and then probably made a kind smile to him. However, the deliberate smile made his face even more ferocious, which can be seen from the old village head who was already shaking with fear."Why What can I do? " But even though he was shivering, the old man did not forget to fight for a life for his village.

"You should know, old man, that the nobles and adults above all have some hobbies, and slaves are very good things to vent their hobbies. The price of these things is not low." The smile on the big soldier ruffian's face has changed from a stiff fake smile to a real smile, but it looks even more obscene: "you only need to pick a few children from the village to make slaves for the noble adults, and then the tax can be offset. How about it? It's not only free of tax, but also can reduce the number of people in the village. Is it a simple way? "

"Shut up!" The old man put his crutches on the ground, and his wrinkled face was full of anger: "I am the village head here! How can you do such a thing as betraying villagers! "

"Hey, old man." The expression on the big soldier ruffian's face also cooled down. He approached the old man and said with a half forced and half threatening tone: "I can show you the way. If you don't leave, don't blame us! Pay the tax money now, or we'll be rude! "

"No, we will not betray our family and friends in any case. Mr. tax official, just a few more days until the spring harvest is finished... " The old man also tried to reason with the other side, but he was rejected by the drunkard.

The big soldier gave a strange smile: "wait? We can't afford to wait. The soldiers on the front line can't! Brothers, let's go

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