I'm a Mage, What's Wrong with Loving Farming?

Chapter 311 311 The Boy and the Cat with a Pocket

Chapter 311 311. The boy and the cat with the pocket

Martin collar.

This is one of the territories abandoned by the church.

Even a fair and just God will have places he can take care of and places he cannot take care of. This town named after the saint belongs to the latter.

After the locusts came, all the churches and forces belonging to the church here were evacuated, leaving only the city lord and the extraordinary people under her command who stayed here to support themselves.

Chaos, hunger, plague...

These unimaginable shadows have shrouded this ancient city, deep and pervasive, just waiting to completely erode the city.

November 26, 3058 in the Semrian calendar.

In a small but very clean house, a thin boy was stretching out to get up - the cold moonlight was still shining through the window.

The moon has not yet set and he is already getting up to work.

The cold breath of the night invaded the warm room through the cracks in the window. He shuddered and quickly put on clothes made of wool, and finally put on a torn leather armor.

He can't do it without wearing leather armor. This is his warm and self-defense clothing, and it is also the only few pieces of clothing left in this family that can be worn out.

His movements were crisp and clear, and it was obvious that he was used to it.

What awaited him was hard work. He could earn a few copper coins through his labor, and then buy some black bread mixed with broth that was basically boiling water with some salt and bring it back to drink.

However, when he was about to go out, there was a sudden crunching sound in the desk drawer. He immediately walked over, thinking that if it was a mouse, he would be able to get an extra meal...

Rat, that’s meat!

His eyes flashed and he opened the drawer.

As a result, when he opened the drawer, what appeared inside was a blue and white kitten with a golden bell tied with a red rope around its neck. A semicircular pocket could be seen on its white belly.

It climbed out of the drawer clumsily, screamed "meow" because it was unsteady, and then fell to the ground with a "pop", with stars in its eyes.

William, who was still a little wary at first, immediately let go, and even felt a little dumbfounded. Where did this stupid cat come from?

Living in the city of the Holy See, of course he knew about the sudden appearance of demons, devils... Those things would suddenly appear, then tempt humans to fall, and eventually become food.

But what kind of devil could be so clumsy? Aren't all demons supposed to be cunning?

He lowered his head and looked at the little blue cat, curiously asking: "Where did you come from?"

"Meow meow!"

The blue and white kitten climbed up with difficulty on the ground, stretched out its paws into its pocket, and took out a wooden sculpture from inside.

The limbs are complete and the body is well sculpted, but the face is still empty.

Can you actually take out things from such a small pocket?

"Devil?!" William's first reaction was that he had encountered a demon after all, and his second reaction was that he had been touched by a wood sculpture——

The exquisite wooden sculpture began to twist and deform after touching him, and in a few seconds it became exactly like him.

The woodcarver said: "I work for you."

After saying that, it picked up the bag containing the tools needed for work and went out.

He watched the wooden sculpture go out of the door with some sluggishness, and quickly ran to the window to take a look, only to find that the wooden sculpture's voice and movements were no different from his usual ones.

Even greeting people on the street is very skillful.

A strange feeling emerged in his mind - he doesn't have to go to work today?

Are you happy or feeling confused and helpless? Ever since his parents passed away in that accident, he has continued to work hard every day, working at sunrise and sleeping at sunset.

Now that he was suddenly told that he no longer had to work, his first reaction was that he was at a loss as to what to do. He was even a little worried that the weird wooden sculpture was trying to replace him?

If he doesn't work, what else can he do?

Years of life have already tamed him into a screw in this city. After leaving his original life trajectory, he simply doesn't know what to do.

——Fortunately, the little blue cat on the side quickly gave the answer.

It took out its pocket again, and this time it took out a pink wooden door that was as tall as a person, and stood in front of the young man.

"Meow meow!" the little blue cat urged him to open the portal.

William hesitantly grasped the metal door handle, thinking that was it anyway, and he was indeed curious about what the blue kitten wanted from him.

So, he gently pulled it and found that it was not open, so he turned the door handle.

"Click."

The door was opened by him.

Behind the door is a clear river with lush reeds growing on its banks. You can also see some creatures that are also in the shape of cats but have grass-like tails playing in it.

The golden and vibrant sun had just risen from the east, casting fine golden light spots on the water of the river. A natural picture that had not been polluted by the city slowly unfolded in front of him.

This made William, who had lived in cramped streets and narrow houses every day since birth, and dared not go out of the city to see the natural beauty, feel novel and his heart beat very fast.

"Hello."

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, a mighty voice came from afar, and then, an arrow whizzed over and hit the ground in front of William.

William, who lived in the city of the Holy See, had never seen such a thing before. He was so scared that he fell to the ground, and the door behind him disappeared at some point, and he lay directly on the grass.

It didn't hurt, but he was really scared.

Because a tall figure had appeared in his sight.

It was a man with an extremely strong and even a little scary figure.

He looked down at William, and the pupils of a cat were staring at the trembling boy. He held a fully drawn bow and put an arrow on it.

Orc!

This is the evil bloodline of humans and orcs. In the legend of the Holy See, the orcs are almost the same as demons!

The orc pointed a sharp arrow at William, and his voice was cold.

"Human."

"You are a human from Martin City, a lackey of the Church."

He seemed to be very angry and disgusted with William, and was about to shoot an arrow to end this guy's life in the next second.

Fortunately, an equally agile figure rushed over in time and stopped him.

"Brother!" The visitor snatched the male half-orc's bow and said dissatisfiedly: "Duke Hanjiao said that not all humans are bad people!"

The visitor was wearing a cool outfit, with only leather armor covering the vital and key parts.

The exposed skin seemed to be smeared with honey, and it glowed with a healthy color in the sun.

Well, it was a beauty. The only thing that was not right was that the beauty had a pair of erect, fluffy cat ears on her head, and a shaking cat tail behind her.

The male half-orc was also very dissatisfied: "If they were friends from Hanjiao Island, I would definitely invite them to live here without saying anything, but what right does this human have? He is a human from Martin City!

Martin, the running dog of the Church, killed our Tianling Shaman!"

William felt very embarrassed. Of course, he had heard the legends of the Church, the legends of those saints eliminating evil and protecting humans, but at this moment he suddenly felt... Would "evil" also have its own life?

The little blue cat behind him, who had been silent all this time, suddenly walked out slowly, stretched out his white claws and dug in his pocket, and took out a piece of cloth embroidered with small flowers... more than half a meter long.

"Huh."

"What kind of magic beast is this? Space magic beast?"

The half-orc brother and sister just discovered it and were very surprised.

But there was something more surprising behind.

The little blue cat signaled William to shake the cloth and spread it on the grass. In the moment it was spread, steaming noodles, shiny fried meat, and huge chicken legs covered with sauce appeared on it!

Such delicious dishes, not to mention William, even the half-orc brother and sister who had recently received some assistance had never seen them before, and they were stunned instantly.

The little blue cat waved his paw generously. It means you can eat whatever you want!

The half-orc brother and sister and William looked at each other.

A touch of embarrassment flashed in the eyes of the former, but there was a relaxed ease in the eyes of the latter.

With this fragrant food, they almost immediately put aside their previous grudges, sat down around the cloth in the meow of the little blue cat, and began to enjoy the food almost like wolfing down.

Chewy noodles, stir-fried meat with all kinds of seasonings, grilled chicken legs that were almost perfect, and sweet and warm rice dumplings...

These delicacies that have never been seen before are actually available in unlimited quantities - every time the food on the cloth is eaten, new food will appear immediately. What's more amazing is that they occasionally talk about food, and it can be immediately produced on it.

Two half-orcs and one human had a full meal like this.

This was the first time in their lives that they had eaten their fill.

After eating and drinking, the little blue cat reached into his pocket again and took out a strange thing that none of the three of them knew, which was actually called a syringe.

"Let me help you!" William saw the little blue cat holding a syringe that was bigger than its body, and quickly took it over. Then, under the command of the little cat, he inserted the syringe into a small tree next to it.

The light green liquid was instantly injected into the trunk of the small tree. The next moment, the tree began to grow wildly, with branches intertwined to form a tree house!

Tree house!

He had only heard of it from legends. It was a treasure that only the elves had. Living in a tree house was extremely comfortable, and they could even be forever young and happy.

After the tree house was completely grown, the little blue cat took the lead in pushing the door open, waving his claws to invite them in.

From the perspective of the elves, this tree house would be a bit simple. There were no special decorative paintings or magical creations inside, and even the tables, chairs and benches were grown.

But in the eyes of the half-orc brother and sister and William, this tree house is unimaginably beautiful, clean, tidy, warm and comfortable, and the cold wind is isolated outside the clear windows and doors.

There is even a small fireplace next to the wall, making the sound of burning firewood - can a tree house actually have a fireplace?

The three of them were led by the little blue cat to sit on the sofa as if in a dream, and then looked at each other, and the tension when they first met was long gone.

William looked at the half-orc girl sitting opposite him, his face slightly red: "Hello... My name is William Dopes."

The half-orc girl smiled slightly: "My name is Luo Lisa."

"You are the first human child I have met. I heard that you all live in the city. How are you doing?"

Her face was full of curiosity.

William was stunned.

Normally, all he could see were thin, pale women who seemed to have no souls as they worked hard for life and work. Suddenly he saw such a sunny, healthy and heroic girl, even if she was a half-orc...

What happened to the orcs? Is he living a good life in the city? When the Holy See left, even the granary in the city was emptied!

He can only get a piece of black and hard brown bread from his daily work, so hard that it can be used as a murder weapon!

Sitting in the warm tree house, he couldn't help but recall his recent experiences. Each and every one of them seemed to be right in front of him, including his parents who, because of their own lives, went to seek help from a priest but could not afford to buy an indulgence. Scenes of death emerged.

In that city under the care of the Holy See, even being sick is sinful. If you want God to dispel your illness, you can only buy high-priced indulgences.

But...his parents obviously got sick because of the church, repairing the base of the statue of God on a rainy night.

Could it be that if you sacrifice for God, you will get sick?

He really couldn't tell what happened to him, so he could only change the subject awkwardly: "It's okay...how are you living?"

Before Luo Lisha could speak, her brother snorted and said, "Your people are plundering our resources recently, do you think we can live well?

Haha, looking at you like this, it seems that the things you looted have not been distributed to you. Why on earth have so many of you died? "

The sturdy half-orc leaned carefully on the warm and comfortable sofa, and his voice was slightly lowered: "The people who died are ordinary people, and the people who benefit are the gentlemen..."

He seemed to be very tired. The scars on his arms were red. It was obvious that they were inflamed without proper treatment, and he quickly fell asleep.

Luo Lisha glanced at her brother, then at William, who looked troubled, and extended her hand to invite: "Let me take you to see our village."

"Is that okay?" William was a little embarrassed.

"Of course!" The girl took his hand, hugged the cat who was about to take a nap, and ran out of the tree house.

William was a little uncomfortable at first, but after running a few steps, he felt that the air here was so fresh and free.

It was a beautiful scene that had never been seen in Martin City, which was built in the name of the saint.

He also started running, and he and the half-orc girl Luo Lisha ran on the land covered with green grass, and their cheerful laughter spread far and wide.

Their good mood lasted for a while until they saw an army in the distance.

That's the flag of the Holy See.

There was a priest holding a hammer who hammered down hard with a cold face, smashing a captured orc into a meat pie, causing the bones and flesh to break.

The human boy and the half-orc girl were stunned on the spot, not knowing how to respond.

But the hands they had been holding were separated.

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