Mount and Blade

"...Alas, if I had known that I would really travel through time, I would have read the comics."

Green sighed to himself, but it was too late to say anything now, so he could only take one step at a time. Jiang Yue said that this was a dark world where people were more despicable than pigs and dogs, and there were monsters like the God's Hand. In the end, the world merged with the illusion, and the human beings were kept in captivity by the hypocritical Eagle of Light.

Although Green was also a fan of medieval games, he always felt that the world of Berserk was several degrees darker than the original Mount and Blade Medieval.

After all, this was a world where there was really a will called "God".

Just as Green was lost in his memories, Ailian had cleaned the room and brought a brand new set of clothes over, which seemed to be the style that the Grant people were used to wearing.

Well... It was a bit like the modern jumpsuit, but the clothes made of coarse cloth were obviously not so gorgeous, just with some dark blue and black meshes.

"This is the clothing that the Grant people often wear when it's cold. It's called kilt. It's a little heavy and it's a little troublesome to wear. I'll take you to the bathing place first."

After giving Green a brief introduction, Ailian folded the thick clothes in her arms and took Green upstairs.

Just after walking a short distance, she felt the heat of the steam. Green followed Ailian to the bathroom, but the shackles on his hands and feet made Green a little inconvenient to move.

Looking at these shackles, Green felt helpless and resentful. In this strange world, he was like a prisoner all the time, restricted everywhere.

Ailian seemed to see Green's embarrassment and whispered, "I'll help you unlock the shackles later. Take a good bath and relax."

Green looked at Ailian gratefully, feeling a little warm in his heart. Ailian quickly took the key to help Green unlock the shackles. The chains had left red marks on his wrists.

"...Do you need me to help you clean your body?" Ailian asked. After all, helping to clean the body is also the work of a maid.

"Uh, no, I can do it myself." Green's expression, which had been wooden for a long time, finally relaxed a little. It was too... embarrassing to let a girl help him take a bath.

"Okay, call me if you need me, I'll wait outside the door." Ailian had obviously been a maid for a long time. She skillfully placed several bath towels on the edge of the bathtub, and the lining clothes were neatly arranged before leaving.

Green breathed a sigh of relief, took off his dirty cloak and pants, stepped into the bathtub with just the right water temperature, and immersed himself in the water. The warm water wrapped around his body, making him forget his troubles temporarily.

Green, who hadn't taken a bath for too long, quickly stirred the water in the bathtub and rubbed a lot of leg-stretching pills down. Green felt that he could imagine how crazy Ailian would be when cleaning up later.

After taking a shower, Green put on the kilt. The heavy clothes made him a little uncomfortable, but it also made him feel the life of the Grant people.

Green walked out of the bathroom. Ellen was dozing outside the door. When Ellen heard the door, she looked up and looked at Green. However, Green was obviously not dressed very standardly. It was only after Ellen's tidying up that he looked like a good match.

"It suits you well."

"Thank you." Green responded a little embarrassedly. His hair was still a little wet. His hair seemed to be a little long.

He gently stroked the kilt on his body and felt the texture of the coarse cloth. Although this set of clothes was not very gorgeous, it made him feel integrated into this world.

It was very close to the living environment of the locals.

...............

The next morning, Green was awakened by Ellen. Green stretched and opened his eyes. After a day's rest, he felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot.

After getting up, he tidied his clothes, and after breakfast, he came to the door of Hohenheim's room and knocked on the door gently.

"Come in." The voice of the person in the room sounded.

Green pushed open the door and walked into the room. Hohenheim was sitting at the desk, reading a thick book.

"Today, we will start to learn the history and culture of the Grant people." Hohenheim pointed to several books on the table, "These are what you need to know."

Green walked to the table, picked up a book, opened the first page, and began to read carefully.

"I will explain these to you in the unique dialect of the Grant people, and you have to learn from me how they speak. For example, areas like Grant, which are far away from the king, like to pronounce diphthongs as single vowels."

"Especially for men, the accent will appear to be much more vicissitudes than that of the mainland, more stable, and some intonations that should not be raised will be aggravated..."

Green nodded and read a few sentences with Hohenheim. His pronunciation is still a little unfamiliar, but it has already had a little taste.

Hohenheim smiled with satisfaction and continued, "Very good, next we have to learn some customs and etiquette of the Grant people. Here, people of the same age will shake hands with each other when they meet to show friendship and respect."

He stood up and demonstrated the handshake.

Green observed carefully, and it was actually like two good friends arm wrestling, with two right palms facing each other. Soon Green tried to shake hands with Hohenheim.

"Yes, that's right." Hohenheim encouraged, "Also, in the culture of the Grant people, gift giving is also an important way of communication. You can prepare some small gifts to express your kindness and gratitude, usually some food and daily necessities, fish and meat, and fruit."

"Of course, if you are a good hunter, a whole bear skin or wolf skin is a very precious gift."

Green nodded thoughtfully and kept these points in mind.

He understood that to truly integrate into the society of the Grant people, he must not only learn their language, but also understand their culture and customs.

"In addition, the Grant people also have a unique way of receiving guests. When a guest visits, the host will prepare rich food and fine wine to welcome him. When eating, pay attention to etiquette and wait for the host to start eating before starting to eat." Hohenheim continued to teach Green the cultural customs of the Grant people.

Green listened with relish, and he knew that this knowledge was crucial for him to integrate into the life of the Grant people.

"I'll remember this."

"Very good, if you have any questions, you can always come to me." Hohenheim patted Green on the shoulder, and seemed very satisfied with Green's performance.

As the days passed, Green got to know the Grant people better and better. He learned to communicate with people in the Grant dialect, and his accent gradually became more mature and steady. He often communicated with Ellen and practiced the new language, and Ellen would patiently correct his pronunciation errors.

In short, Green worked hard to learn the history, culture, customs and etiquette of the Grant people.

Of course, there is also the legend in the Grant myth that only brave people can reach the so-called "House of the Gods".