Chapter 1322 Big Cat

Just when Joan was lost in thought, the newspaper reader seemed to read a piece of good news, and the audience around couldn't help getting excited, raising their glasses excitedly and cheering in unison.

"To the health of His Majesty the King!"

"Cheers to our beloved Prince!"

Seeing people naturally show their respect and love for the ruler of this country from the bottom of their hearts, Joan was both strange and deeply touched.

In the country taverns of the New World, no one would toast in the name of the emperor of the empire. In fact, His Majesty and the bureaucrats appointed by him, especially the tax collectors, were all villains hated and cursed by the country people.

People in the New World not only dislike the monarchy and bureaucrats, but even hate the "government" itself. Even the intellectuals generally believe that if there is no country and government in the world, people's lives will not be worse because of it, but will be worse. Reduce a lot of wars and massacres.

If the reality necessitates a government, then the smaller the better, the weaker the better, so as to protect the freedom of the people from being violated by public power to the greatest extent.

Joan was born in the New World, and he is also a member of the intellectual class. He is inevitably influenced by mainstream ideas and has a vigilant and critical attitude towards public power and its derivative institutions.

But when he came to the Far East, what he saw and heard in just one day shocked his original concept. In this strange land, the people and the "government" seem to get along quite well, and the trust and support for the government are ridiculously high-this is an unimaginable and strange thing in the New World.

Could it be that the interests of the public and the private are not always sharply opposed, but can they trust each other and even achieve each other?

As a visitor who comes and goes in a hurry, Joan dare not jump to conclusions, but the locals in the Far East seem to be generally optimistic about this issue.

The Kingdom of Korras in the Far East, although this new country is still very fragile and not considered a powerful country, Joan has a hunch that this country will soon become stronger, and it may even be stronger than the previous suzerain country - the Holy Ashan Empire. --More powerful.

Joan associated the Far East with the imperial colonies of the New World, his hometown Alfheim, and Midgard where he is currently settled. Will he follow the same path as the Far East Province in the future, breaking with his mother country and establishing Starting a whole new country?

Thinking of the long-term conflicts between the colony and the empire on import and export trade and taxation issues, the general alienation of the colonial residents towards the mother country government, and the "Sons of Liberty Association" dedicated to seeking colonial autonomy, Joan felt that his current situation Premonition, in the not-too-distant future, is likely to become a reality.

The whispered call in his ear interrupted Joan's meditation, and he turned to look at the Gorgon.

While Joan was listening to the newspaper being read, Medea was not idle, chatting with the villagers at the next table to inquire about the news of the cockatrice.

"I asked several local people, and they all knew that there were rumors of cockatrices appearing deep in the jungle, but they had never seen this kind of monster with their own eyes. At the end of the chat, these enthusiastic people suggested that we go to the village office and find the local Ask the sheriff or druid where to find the cockatrice."

Medea glanced out the window, the sun had not completely set yet.

"It's still dark, there should be someone on duty at the village office, why don't we go there now?"

Joan nodded, stood up with Ruby on her arm who was still sucking apple juice, followed Medea through the crowd, and walked out of the tavern gate.

There is a small square not far along the street, and the village office of Gudi Village stands opposite the square. It is a two-story row building made of logs.

Medea and Ruby walked ahead talking and laughing, and when they reached the steps leading to the gate of the village hall, they stopped suddenly, and their chatting and laughing stopped abruptly.

Joan's heart shuddered, and he quickly chased after her.

When he came to the two ladies, he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Joan, look over there—" Ruby pointed to the top of the steps, her expression hard to hide her nervousness, "It's a big, vicious-looking cat!"

Joan followed the direction of "Miss Ruby". There were four steps paved with stone slabs in front of the village office. On the top step, there was a big gray cat curled up at the moment.

This lazy big guy is as fat as a hound, with a chubby body like a ball, ears and tail are so short that you can hardly see clearly, a big face is really fierce, coupled with the pair of golden brown shiny big Eye, not so much a cat, looks more like an owl.

"This guy looks very difficult to mess with."

Medea looked at the big cat, feeling a little apprehensive, and what made her even more troubled was that the big cat happened to be blocking the door, and she couldn't get around it.

Qiao An took a closer look at the fat cat that proudly blocked the gate of the village office, compared the characteristics of various felines in his impression, and coupled with his rich experience in handling cats, he was convinced that the guy opposite was definitely not an ordinary housewife. cat.

"That fat cat looks a bit like a manul." Joan guessed.

"What kind of animal is a mantle?" Ruby asked curiously.

"A wild cat that is said to be very ferocious." Joan replied in a low voice.

"Very ferocious... You can see it!" Medea pointed to the steps, signaling Joan to pay attention.

Looking past the plump body of the mantle, Qiao An was surprised to find that right at the gate of the village office, there were four dead mice neatly placed, and next to it was the dead viper that was as thick as an adult's arm. Twisted into a ball, the snake's body has been torn in two.

"Wow! This fat cat killed a lot of mice and even killed a snake. What does it mean that all the corpses are placed at the door of the house?" Ruby was puzzled.

"Probably asking for credit from the master..."

Joan remembered that the raccoon cat in the landlady's house had the same habit, as if showing off his mouse-catching skills.

"But having said that, the mantle is very wild, hot-tempered and aggressive. Who would treat this dangerous beast as a domestic cat?"

While Joan was wondering, a young man in a white priest's sacrificial robe whistled and walked over.

Seeing Joan and the others standing under the steps, the boy stopped, looked at them curiously, then looked up at the door, his eyes touched the hare that blocked the way, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

"Hi, friends from other places, good evening!"

The white-robed youth smiled and waved hello.

This young man seems to be about the same age as Joan, and his demeanor and demeanor give people a lively impression, but he can't see the calmness and maturity that a priest should have. The priest's robes of the emblem of Della are very incongruous, like a naughty kid who sneaked out to show off in the clothes of the elders in the family.