Chapter 1: The Failed Chicken Stealing Result Screen
Autumn, Holy Calendar Year 1458.

Summer was at its peak, and when September came, the refreshing autumn breeze blew across the golden wheat fields.

The central plains usher in the harvest season, with the aroma of grapes and the fragrance of laurel trees.

The checkpoint stood at the end of the tree-lined path, and the sounds of horse hooves and wheels gradually approached from afar.

On a carriage that was galloping over, sat an old man in butler's clothes holding a long whip and wearing an exquisite family emblem on his chest.

The guard was about to step forward for questioning, but the captain stopped him and gave him a warning look.

The ground shook as a snow-white horse pulling a black carriage drove out of the main gate of the checkpoint and headed for the border of the northern province of the kingdom, leaving behind a trail of white air waves.

Fallen leaves are flying.

A yellow fallen leaf floated into the car window and landed right in the middle of the two pages of the book.

Inside the carriage, a handsome young man holding a book widened his eyes blankly, and memories flooded into his mind.

This is... traveling through time?

It's still a fantasy world of sword and magic.

The world view is extremely similar to the Western fantasy PC game "Phantom Wings" that I was just playing!
There is no need to panic because I have set my browsing history to be deleted regularly.

Yeats began to sort out his thoughts.

Friends who travel through time frequently should know this.

According to this development, this place must be the different world in the game.

As long as I follow the tricks of other gamers, speed through dungeons, seize opportunities, and reach the peak of my life, it will be just around the corner!

Snapped.

Ye Zhi put down the book and frowned silently...this was bad.

Because that's where the problem lies.

I am a player who specializes in life professions.

While other speedrunners were discussing the best configuration, I was still at home growing vegetables and fishing.

I don't remember much about the plot, but I do remember a lot of the most cost-effective and profitable cooking recipes and potion formulas.

Ye Zhi sighed softly and inadvertently glanced at the bronze mirror placed in the luxurious carriage.

In the mirror, the boy was about fourteen years old, with side-shaved hair covering his forehead, a deep gleam in his green eyes, and he was wearing an embroidered waisted robe. He looked gorgeous and noble, with the elegance of a classical oil painting.

Yeats straightened his collar calmly.

Now that things have come to this, I can only rely on my looks to make a living.

"Master, our trip to Morning Frost Ridge to take up our post will take about seven days. You will have to spend the night in the village or in the wild."

The voice of the butler Phocas came from outside the carriage. According to the remaining memory, this butler was loyal and was a traveling companion.

Ye Zhi thought silently, recalling the purpose of this trip... His original body had the same name as himself. His father was an earl under the Golden Lion Kingdom. He was born in the famous Browndi family. Before his death, he divided all the fiefdoms among his eldest sons.

As the youngest son in the family, he also received a fiefdom, but it was a small and remote barony, far away from the border of the province, a desolate and barbaric place where no one lived.

What is even more despairing is that a little further north of Morning Frost Ridge is the icy and snowy northern border, where orcs, monsters, tribal vagrants and even pirates come here all the year round to make money, which can be said to be a time when the stars shine.

This is not about becoming a noble, it is clearly about pioneering.

It was completely cold, and no one knew that the skull had been used as a bowl.

Ye Zhi sighed a little, then thought about the various potion formulas in his mind, and his mentality gradually calmed down.

Whatever.

No matter how bad the land is, it is still land. The gene for farming is what we have in our blood.

If you are really short of money, you can open up a business path by selling formulas.

According to the principle that science and technology are the primary productive forces, as long as I advance in science and technology, getting rid of poverty and becoming rich will be a piece of cake.

What about cement, liquor, explosives, rifles...

Ye Zhi searched his blank mind, looked at the ceiling of the carriage, and his face slowly became stiff.

broken.

I also want to emulate the predecessors and climb the technological ladder.

With my brain, teachers have to sigh and say that I have no conscience. I know how to return the knowledge after paying tuition.

Knowledge blind spot, this is the most uncultured episode!
"Burn her to death!"

"Burn this demon!"

The noise outside the car window was getting louder and louder.

Ye Zhi rested his elbow on the car window and looked out.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of oil, angry villagers wielded pitchforks and sticks, and a wooden stake stood in the middle of a high platform filled with firewood. The prisoner was a young woman wearing leather armor, her hands were tied behind her back, her head held high, and her posture straight.

This scene immediately reminded Yeats of his previous life, the bloody witch-hunting movement in Europe, which was cruel and dark.

This was undoubtedly a witch trial, being conducted by burning at the stake.

"Master, we should not get involved in this," the butler suggested.

Yeats thought silently...If it were in the previous life, the evil witch would be pure fiction.

But in this fantasy world, I dare not jump to conclusions. After all, witches and liches really exist.

However, this scene looked familiar. It seemed to have appeared in the game before, and it seemed to be related to some important person...

boom!
Flames shot up into the sky, the thrown torches ignited the woodpile, the heat wave swept across, and the raging flames engulfed the girl on the execution platform.

Her leather armor seemed to be endowed with magic, remaining unharmed in the sea of ​​fire. The girl remained calm in the raging fire, her brown hair flying in the strong wind. "I said, you caught the wrong person!"

The girl stood in the sea of ​​fire and protested loudly.

"The flames can't kill me, which proves that I'm not a witch at all!"

The villagers retreated slowly in fear and anxiety.

There were shouts of indignation from the crowd.

"The fact that the flames can't kill you only proves that you are an evil witch!"

Ye Zhi: “…”

Well, the logic is closed.

"The lost poultry were all caused by the monsters," the girl stressed, "and it has nothing to do with me!"

The villagers looked at each other in bewilderment, and a peasant woman in a coarse linen robe stepped forward and testified:
"When I returned to the village, I saw with my own eyes that you took away the chickens from the village and ate them, leaving the chicken bones where they were."

The girl angrily said, "The chicken has already walked out of the village territory. How can you frame a good person?"

Under the villagers' suspicious gaze, the girl recited the provisions of the code aloud.

"According to Article 14 of Page 7 of the King's Code of Financial Rights, adventurers have the right to obtain supplies outside the legal scope of the village without permission."

Gray argued: "Besides, the chicken had already left the village territory, so I didn't steal it. I took it openly!"

Faced with the girl's quotations from scriptures, the villagers felt as if they were listening to a foreign language.

The righteous citizen just now was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed color.

"You're stealing openly? And you say you're not a witch!"

Gray: (_)
The local villagers really don’t understand the law!
At this time, Ye Zhi and the butler had left the carriage and blended into the crowd to join in the fun.

Next to Yeats, a blacksmith suggested: "Throw her into the river and drown her!"

"Brother," Ye Zhi said in surprise, "if you throw her into the river, won't she swim away?"

The blacksmith glanced at Ye Zhi and lowered his voice: "How dare you catch a real witch? Just find a reason and let her go quickly."

Yeats stood there in a daze, as still as a sculpture.

"Master?" Phocas called.

Ye Zhi whispered: "Don't talk, let me sort out the logic..."

In fact, Ye Zhi has already recalled the identity of this girl, the important protagonist in the game, the dragonborn Grey.

Strictly speaking, the chicken that was lost from the villager's house was not considered to be stolen by Grey.

Because Grey obeyed the law, she used the method of scattering rice grains to entice the chicken to follow her for five miles. She waited for two full hours and took the chicken out of the legal scope of the village before she could enjoy it with peace of mind.

The reason behind it is stomach-warming.

Because her behavior was too suspicious and there were frequent deaths of poultry in the village, Grey was naturally regarded as a witch. The village chief mobilized all the men, women and children in the village to work together to arrest her.

Yeats thought this was very Dragonborn.

He is worthy of being the inheritor of the spirit of Skyrim, and has the legacy of grabbing treasure and stealing chickens.

I am heading to Morning Frost Ridge to open up new land when there is a need for manpower.

Gray has great potential, and in the mobile game she is at least an initial four-star SR.

If we can recruit her as a personal bodyguard, safety will be greatly improved...

Ye Zhi made a decision secretly, and stood up and said, "Everyone, I can vouch for this adventurer. I swear in the name of the Brondi family that this adventurer is definitely not an evil wizard."

As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers looked at Ye Zhi in surprise, their expressions full of vigilance.

However, after seeing the boy's appearance clearly, the hostile atmosphere immediately eased.

"Young Master, you may not know that more than one chicken has been lost in the village," the farmer woman expressed her concern. "Many poultry have either disappeared inexplicably or died miserably."

"I'll say it one last time, this was done by Warcraft!" Gray shouted angrily.

"What monster?" Ye Zhi asked.

"I guess it's a chicken snake because I found traces of a snake's tail on the way here." Gray said, "This omnivorous monster eats poultry, and it's not big, so it's impossible to spot it when it enters the village at night!"

Ye Zhi nodded...this judgment is similar to the plot of the game.

According to the main storyline, this seems to be a novice level. The snake-chicken beast guarding the level is located in the mountain behind the village. It is not very strong and can be easily dealt with by a first-level adventurer.

However, as for Fokase and I, at least two of us are old, weak, sick or disabled, which is far from meeting the first-level rating standard.

It seems that I can only rely on the gameplay of the life profession.

"In other words, if I can bring back the culprit who threatens the village, I can clear her of the accusation of being a witch and let her go, right?" Ye Zhi looked at the village chief who was in the lead.

The village chief trembled and said, "Sir, please forgive me. We believe in your guarantee, but we also hope to get an explanation..."

"Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you." Ye Zhi smiled, "Put this adventurer down first. Give me an hour, and I will bring the monster back soon."

Fokasse looked at Yeats in surprise.

The young master seemed to have changed a lot during this long journey.

If it were in the past, he would never be so humble and polite, but would have whipped the old man with a horsewhip long ago.

It seems that setbacks can indeed change a person's mentality.

Especially the uninhabited Morning Frost Ridge—

Encountered such a huge setback!

(End of this chapter)