Chapter 71 Village

Earl Huen originally wanted to arrange a group of guards, but Herage thought about it and refused.

The symbolic significance of these guards is greater than the actual significance. Those who can defeat them do not need them, and those who cannot defeat them are useless.

What's more, in the territory of the Banks family, few gangsters dare to attack the Banks family's carriage, so the guards seem a bit redundant.

In the end, Herage only left the driver behind. With someone who knew the way to drive, he could worry less.

"Mr. Herage..." Qiao Xi hesitated.

Herage was about to board the carriage, turned around and said with a smile: "Your father can live for a long time, and he shouldn't be in too much trouble."

If the dark energy particles in Earl Huon's body are not eliminated, he will indeed die soon, and the two brothers will definitely go to war to fight for power.

Now that Hu En can live for at least a few decades, there is no need for the two brothers to fight to the death, and they can just stay as noble playboys.

Josh nodded seriously: "Mr. Herrag, walk slowly."

Herrag's carriage was obviously carefully prepared by Huon. There was a spacious bed in the carriage, which was covered with soft silk. You could lie down and rest at will during the journey.

There is a cabinet on the wall behind the bed, and there are bottles of red wine in the cabinet.

Food and other supplies were piled in the back half of the carriage, enough for Herage and the coachman to enjoy.

The driver's name is Sid. He is nineteen years old and seems to be a very smart young man.

The exterior decoration of the carriage was very luxurious, especially the emblem of the Banks family was very obvious. Passers-by on the street all ducked aside for fear of being caught.

Herage lay in the carriage, meditating quietly.

The seventh star in his mind was slowly taking shape. Herage completed his daily meditation practice unhurriedly and was not impatient.

Until we find an effective way to speed up meditation, we can’t rush this.

Two hours later, Herage slowly opened his eyes.

He rubbed his chin and thought: "It is estimated that it will take another three months to complete the meditation on this star. If we continue to calculate this, it will take more than a year to meet the promotion requirements for a third-class wizard apprentice. This body is fifteen years old, and I need to Be promoted to an official wizard before the age of eighteen..."

Most formal wizards are promoted before the age of eighteen. If you are over eighteen, the probability of being promoted to a formal wizard is very small.

Herage doesn't know the principle for the time being. All he can do is to improve his strength as soon as possible and let his mental power reach the standard earlier.

"Deep Blue, search for ways to speed up meditation or enhance mental power."

"searching……"

"1 found

Herage looked at the long list and continued to give instructions: "Screening, no side effects, suitable for me, method that can be achieved at this stage."

"Configure the magic potion to assist meditation and speed up meditation."

"Configure the magic potion to increase your mental power and meet the promotion requirements faster."

Deep Blue gave two methods that are relatively feasible at this stage, and Herage continued to ask: "Is there a magic potion formula to speed up meditation?"

"The formula requires deductive research and subject experimental verification."

"Then let's deduce the formula for a magic potion to speed up meditation. How long will it take?"

"The task has been archived. It is expected to take six hours and consume 19% of mana."

Herage was a little surprised: "It actually took so long. He didn't expect that it would take Shenlan six hours to complete this task."

"This mission involves many aspects of data calculation and deduction, so it will take a long time." Shenlan explained.

Herague planned to let Shen Lan complete this task before continuing to deduce the magic potion formula for increasing mental power, but he did not hold out much hope.

There are some existing magic potion formulas that can increase mental power, but the cost is beyond what Herage can consider now.

Potions that can directly increase mental power are very expensive, and Herage doesn't think Deep Blue can come up with a cheaper version.

Three hours later, the carriage slowed down.

They had already left the city and traveled in the desolate wilderness for a long time.

Sid sat at the front of the car and said, "Sir, I remember there is a village ahead. We can rest there tonight."

"Yes." Herage responded softly.

There's no harm in spending the night in a crowded place, as anything in the wilderness is possible.

The carriage slowly stopped, and Sid opened the curtain, lowered his head and said, "Sir, we're here."

Herage got out of the car and saw a dilapidated village in front of him. The houses were all made of mud and looked like caves where primitive people lived.

Most of the people in the village were hiding in their houses, quietly poking their heads at the door or window to observe the two Herrags.

There was an old man with gray hair at the head of the village. When he saw Herrag getting out of the car, he knelt down tremblingly: "Sir, please forgive me. The taxes we owe must be paid as soon as possible. We really can't collect the money now. No more grace." Let’s take some time.”

Herage glanced at him and said, "I'm not here to collect taxes. I'm just passing by and plan to stay here tonight. Please forgive me for disturbing you."

"No?" The old man raised his head with difficulty and stared at the carriage with difficulty, "But the carriage is clearly..."

Sid explained at this time: "Master Herage is a guest of our Banks family. He is just passing by you today."

When he said this, the old man realized that he had indeed made a mistake, and he felt relieved.

"Take out whatever delicious food you have. The master is tired from traveling. Clean up your best room and let him rest." Sid shouted unceremoniously.

The old man looked embarrassed, but he didn't dare to disobey. He whispered, "I'll prepare it now."

Seeing that the village was so poor, Herag thought, what else can they prepare?

He stretched out his hand to stop the old man: "No need, the food we brought is enough. I took a look and I think you don't have a good place to stay. I will rest in the carriage at night and won't disturb you too much."

"This..." Sid was very surprised. This was a very reasonable arrangement for him. He didn't expect Herag to actually plan to sleep in the carriage.

He had already thought about picking a good-looking girl from these civilians and sending her to Herag at night.

Herag stared at him and said, "We are just spending one night here. Don't make them mad. I like quiet."

Sid looked at his slightly threatening eyes and said, "I understand, sir."

Herag did not think he was a savior, and he could not help these civilians. This is a problem of this society, and he could not change it alone.

But he would not suck the blood of these starving civilians when he had enough food to eat.