Chapter 20 20. Hunter Bernie

It's not that Old Allen feels sorry for the witcher, it's that he already regards Lan En as the main pillar of the village's income generation.

To be honest - he didn't care about his son as much as he does about Lan En now!

The young people's approach of tying themselves to the interests of the village is really effective.

Back in the house, old Allen's wife was already finishing her work at the stove.

She was a typical old country woman, with a stocky figure, her face was as weather-stained as old Allen's, and her hair was tightly and neatly wrapped under a scarf.

She was shocked when she saw a witcher at home last night, and from time to time she would pull old Allen aside and mutter something.

His eyes kept glancing at Lan En.

But in fact, to the witcher, those whispers are like talking in the ear.

Lan En listened for a while and then stopped listening.

She is just an old woman who was misled by rumors.

He originally thought that he would have to ask the villagers to put down their work and cooperate with the work.

During the voyage, the planks on the bottom of the ship collided with the waves and eventually touched the mud on the beach.

So this lake also got its name.

They were a pair of wide leather long gloves that could cover the forearms to the elbows. Because they were too wide, Bernie tied them tightly with a rope around his arms.

It's considered a piece of armor.

It would be stupid to fight monsters in their living environment.

Their nests are usually built on tidal flats.

So he let out a long sigh of relief.

This man was not very strong, and he was wearing a raw-edged linen shirt, and his trouser legs were tied with a few ropes to facilitate farm work.

"You just scooped up the berries twice and scooped them all away?"

Lan En shook his head and stopped talking.

After the meal, old Allen led a man with a bowed back to look for Lan En.

This situation made Lan Ende say one more thing.

I have been hungry for so long under my mentor!

I have a bit of a stress reaction, what’s wrong if it’s too much?

It was a pot of stewed fish soup, and each person was given a bowl.

Breakfast is hot from yesterday's dinner.

Even if Goddess Melitelli came over, she wouldn't be able to figure this out. He's just a demon hunter and can't get involved in many things.

What's more, the interests in the future belong to everyone, and the interests that are damaged now belong to you.

This is Lan En's goal.

Old Allen doesn't have to worry about this with him now, and it's true that he quickly lets him finish his meal and start working.

Her greatest malice is just because she will have an extra portion of food for cooking in the future.

But the young man pretended not to hear it. After all, for the extra sweetness, he even asked Mentos to calculate how to get the spoon!

What happened to the sweet tooth?!

What's wrong?!

Potatoes, onions, and various picked berries and raspberries are stewed in it.

"I know this is for the village's future huge profits, and I must have a share in it, but others go fishing for the sake of the children at home, but I can only stay here. Hey, please don't worry. For your sake

When it comes to work, at least I won’t be passive or half-hearted.”

A modern person who originally consumed an excessive amount of cheap sugar every day, after coming to another world, sugar and honey are as expensive as crazy.

"This is Bernie, the best helmsman in our area. There's no place on Fike Lake that he can't reach at the helm."

The future interests are great, but if anyone harms the current interests because of this, there will inevitably be conflicts.

"We need to move the boat out of the fishing grounds and closer to the shore of waters rich in fish."

This can save a lot of manpower.

This lake had no name at first, but it was named Fike Island because Sir Wesselard built a tower on the island in the center of the lake.

He didn't want to be surrounded by people with mental disorders while performing combat missions.

The two men said nothing, walked directly to O'Riden's fishing boat pier, got on Bernie's fishing boat, and started heading towards Fike Lake.

Various berries that are rich in pigment and easily soluble in water turn this soup into a weird dark purple color.

He raised his hand and pointed at the bow he was carrying, "I usually do some hunting work. When you asked me about your request, he was the first person I thought of."

"But now, I can only drag you around all day long, and I won't gain anything."

"But to be honest, I am the best fisherman and hunter in this village. I should have returned home with a boat full of catches today, or hunted a few rabbits."

"Everyone is waiting, what are you going to do today?"

"No, my job actually has nothing to do with most of you." Lan En shrugged, "In the end, I am the only one who does it. You just need to send a good person who is familiar with hydrological terrain and can track traces as a guide, and I can get started.

Got to work."

Lan En plans to start from the edge of the original fishing ground and slowly expand outward.

The young people have been waiting at the entrance of the village for a long time.

"Papa-" Old Allen slapped the man on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

Bernie's brows were still tightened, but at least he had the intention to communicate.

Even if he didn't have any ill intentions towards him, but just lacked concentration, it would still be fatal for a high-risk behavior like fighting.

The young man was not restrained at all. He took a wooden spoon and fished the soup pot left and right twice before filling his own bowl.

Old Allen didn't stop after bringing Bernie and turned around and left.

"Are you dissatisfied with me? If so, we can go back to old Allen and ask him to adjust the job candidates. It's better to talk about it now."

As long as Bernie's working status is not affected.

Old Allen took a sip of soup and asked the young man.

Even though he is a village elder, he still has to do farm work every day to make ends meet.

Old Allen and his wife stared blankly at Lan En's bowl, and then at his people.

The young man sat at the bow of the boat and explained the details to Bernie who was at the helm at the stern.

But this man just nodded, steering the helm, and controlling the sails without stopping, but the look on his face was obviously not happy.

I seem a bit confused as to why someone could be so rude.

But Lan En always felt that it was acting strangely.

Faced with the demon hunter who talked about this matter, Bernie could no longer keep silent.

Although water ghosts and swamp witches can move freely in the lake, they are still amphibious creatures.

Lan En has long been accustomed to the fact that he can't expect to get anything good in this environment, so he accepted it quickly.

Lan En smiled sheepishly: "I'm a little fond of sweets lately."

Faced with such a companion who made it clear that he was in a bad mood and that there was no point in trying to persuade him, and that he would not delay his work, Lan En was at a loss for words.

When hunting water ghosts and swamp witches, witchers do not need to go into the water to engage in water battles.

Lan En and Bernie looked at each other and nodded in greeting.

The only difference from ordinary villagers is his bow and gloves.

"Please don't get me wrong, Master Demon Hunter. You can come here to implement compensation measures for two farmers and open up fishing grounds for us. Regardless of whether you are unwilling or not, there is no doubt that you are a noble person worthy of respect. I respect you for this."

gentlemen."

"Well, won't old Allen compensate you for today's delay?"

The village elders were overjoyed when they heard it.

Lan En sat on the bow of the boat and spread his hands with a sincere attitude.

"'Kind of'. Wow~" Mentos's intelligent voice said leisurely in his mind.

"Wow -" the young man scratched his cheek.

"Of course he will give it, otherwise why would he be an elder?" Bernie looked at the young man in surprise. "But I said that I was the 'best fisherman', but he could only compensate me for the average share.

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The ship swayed slightly and finally stopped.

It's time for the witcher to get to work.

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