Although the Duchy of Basol is only a small country, the carriage used for the king's travel still has a considerable specification, and even from the perspective of modern people, it is impeccable, no, perhaps it is because of the eyes of modern people who are used to crowded buses and subways that they will be impeccable.

The carriage, which is twice as large as a horse-drawn carriage, has two rows of seats opposite each other, and the seats on one side are so spacious that they are a small bed covered with thick animal fur, and when you sit on it, you will feel like you are stuck in it, and you can feel it comfortable even if you don't have a sense of touch.

The seat on the other side is a little more ordinary, of course, this is relative to the bed type of seat, if you take it out separately and compare it with the seats on the general carriage, it is still quite luxurious, the wooden long row of seats are also covered with soft fur, and according to the structure of the human body are designed with a certain arc shape, after sitting on the waist and shoulders have support, it must be very comfortable.

Anyone who looks at the two rows of seats with a clear hierarchy will not be mistaken where the king is for the king and where the ministers who accompany him are located. However, although the three people sitting on it now also have the relationship of master and servant, they are not kings and ministers, and even such comfortable seats do not mean much to them, because they are all special beings who do not need to rest, an elemental spirit and two immortals.

The wheels are specially crafted with a shock absorbing magic, so that even when driving on uneven ground, the person sitting in it will not feel serious bumps.

I looked at the scepter in my hand in a daze, the king's scepter was as its name suggested, a perfect demonstration of the king's authority. This short staff, which is about fifty centimeters long, is made of pure gold, with delicate carvings and seven gemstones of different colors set at the top. It looks gorgeous and abnormal, but it doesn't have any special abilities of its own, so it doesn't seem to be useful other than showing off its wealth X.

With the King's Scepter in my hand, I seem to be treated like a king in the Duchy of Basol, which is why we are now sitting in the royal carriage. When he heard that I was going to a remote village, Kodev III said enthusiastically: "If you don't like it, please take my carriage." ”

After the carriage picked up Geous in Sivaran, he headed for the next destination, the village of Gu'an, and Anjief, who was with Geaus, saw me riding in the royal carriage with naked envy in his eyes, so I graciously promised to let him sit again another day.

Anyway, is it really good to use other people's things at will? Hawkers,Well,It shouldn't matter if you don't have a face or skin.,What's more, I'm really faceless!

Although I only came into contact with it once, the character of the young man Kodev III is quite good, and he is generous and enthusiastic, so he shouldn't mind.

In this way, my goal of coming here can be considered accomplished. If I had known it was so simple, I wouldn't have had to go to great lengths to summon any Skeletron, but life is so elusive. Well, life? Well, maybe it should be said that it was a skeleton.

At first, when I came to this world, I didn't have any real feelings about life in this world, as if I was facing NPCs in the game. At first, I thought it was because I became immortal, so I became indifferent to life, but now I think about it, it's not like that. The real reason for this is my wrong mentality, because I feel that I am a person from another world, and sooner or later I will have to go back, so I think that no matter what happens in this world, it has nothing to do with me.

But after coming to this country, making friends of various identities such as villagers, soldiers, and adventurers, and seeing their lives of poverty or wealth, sadness and joy, I gradually realized that although the world I live in is different, life is life after all, and its value does not change depending on the world I live in.

I suddenly thought of a sentence in the movie version of Spider-Man - with great power comes great responsibility, so should I also do something for the world?

I can't help but wonder if the self that comes up with this idea is really me? What are you kidding, I'm just an otaku with no big ambitions and just trying to live a stable life, and this kind of thing will never be possible.

The carriage slowly stopped, and through the window you could see the village where half of the houses had been reduced to ruins. It is absolutely impossible that such a huge change was due to demolition, so the only plausible explanation is that it was attacked.

Without waiting for the coachman to stop the carriage and set up a delicate ladder for me, I opened the door and jumped out, and Marosas and Geaus flew out of the carriage after me.

The three of us scurried over the rubble and landed on the ground behind them. Dressed in heavy armor and unable to use magic, my landing was not as light as that of Marosas and Geaus behind me, but shattered the ground around me with a loud thud.

Feeling the unusual vibration under their feet, the villagers reflexively cast their eyes together, and a frightened expression appeared on their faces.

"Big Brother Carter!"

The surroundings fell silent for an instant, until Eir's agitated voice broke the frozen air.

"Mr. Carter! You're back! ”

Then Kilo's young body swooped down on me.

"Ah, here I go again."

I touched Kilo's head and said in a gentle voice.

"Brother Carter, you're finally here, there was a very huge monster here before, and we almost all ate it ......"

Il came to me, grimacing as if he were complaining, but he was only halfway through his sentence and did not continue, but stared warily behind me.

"Big Brother Carter, who are these two?"

"The terrifying-looking one is Marosas, and the ornate one is Geaus, and they are both new companions."

"Teacher, your introduction is too partial."

Marosas grumbled dissatisfiedly.

"What Master Carter says is true."

Geous's voice was smug.

"Geous, there is no place for a defeated general like you to speak!"

"Marosas, my generation will lose because we have been underground for too long and our strength has weakened, and now you are no match for me!"

"Hmph, arrogant guy, let's fight again!"

"Just what I want!"

Hey, either they don't say a word and ignore each other, or they don't agree and fight, and they are really two guys who are uncomfortable. It's hundreds or thousands of years old, so give me enough time!

A heavy punch was thrown on the heads of the two who were about to tear apart, and the two instantly fell silent.

"Hello, I'm Il."

Ilr touched his head and smiled sympathetically.

Realizing that there was no danger, the surrounding villagers gathered around, to be precise, they all gathered around Geaus, probably recognizing him as a divine being, and their faces were full of admiration and reverence.

Geous glanced at Marosas beside him with a victorious haughty expression, and the dismal Marosas turned his head disdainfully.

"Mr. Carter, it's great that you're back safely, and is my father okay? Did the exploration of the catacombs make any discoveries? ”

Lanka was supported by Nina and followed the crowd, his face was very pale and he looked weak, he must have been quite seriously injured before.

"So you're here, General Ballykav is worried about you, he's fine with his own words, but Nick died."

"What! Nick, the seven eagles must be very sad. ”

Lanka sighed heavily, his expression a little lonely.

"It's true that Captain Anjev has temporarily disbanded the team, and everyone needs time to accept this fact. Lanka how's your injury? ”

"It's not a big deal."

"Alright, Ranka, Nina, and Kilo are all here, come with me, by the way, Il. Also, Geous and Marosas, you are free to do so. ”

I waved to them, and walked to the side of the forest. Il, Lanka, Nina, and Kilo looked confused, but they followed me into the forest.

After walking some distance, the village was completely covered with trees, and I stopped when I was sure that no one else had followed.

"That's pretty much it, I know you all trust me, so I want to tell you a secret, and of course, after knowing this secret, I hope you can continue to trust me."

At this moment, the air around me seemed to be still, and the three of Lanka, Nina, and Kilo looked at me nervously and made the sound of swallowing saliva, while Il smiled easily.

I didn't need to breathe, but I took a deep breath, and then I turned to face them and removed the mask from my face.

I was mistaken for a powerful warrior and was respected and trusted, but was my true face accepted?

Will someone who has been helped by me and who is grateful to me deny what I have done when they learn that I am a monster?

Now I want to know the answer.