It's been a year since I came to this different world like the Western Middle Ages......

"Weken!"

The voice of the proprietor, William, rang out in the lobby of the inn, and he called out a name.

I, Weken, a boy from Earth, was rescued from a nearby forest by the innkeeper William a year ago.

Of course, it is also the black-haired and black-eyed weirdos in the mouths of everyone in this green town.

Why? Because of the language barrier.

Weken hurriedly stood up from the large basin for washing dishes, nodded to the boss's wife, Aunt Martha, and immediately went to the lobby of the hotel.

Language barrier. It's been a year, and I know the most I know about the boss and his family's name, some simple, much more repetitive everyday terms......

For example, bread, bowls, soups...... This category of monotonous words.

Although he can "know", it is more about sign language and expressions to understand the meaning of William's family.

"In another world, language is really a problem......" Wei Ken sighed, and hurriedly wiped the oil stains on his hands with a linen towel hanging next to the kitchen door, "William!"

They can't understand what they're saying, and they can't understand their own words, so they can only try to understand each other.

But fortunately, William's family are very good people, and they still take in themselves as a weirdo.

William saw Wei Ken, nodded, pointed outside, and then desperately said a person's name: "Diama, Diama!"

Pointing at Wiken again, William held out his two hands together.

I see......

Weken nodded, "Diama." ”

William wanted to help Diama outside, his son, a young man about his age.

Walking through the lobby of the inn, where only three or two guests were chatting after dinner, Weken walked into the front yard.

It's a small town in the middle of nowhere.

The town of Luyin belongs to the kind of poor countryside where there are almost no travelers.

But the good news is that the local produce is self-sufficient. Opening a hotel here is not such a good choice, but it is not bad either. Although there are not many pedestrians on the street, they all look good.

"Weken!"

On the side of the front yard, Diama, a handsome man with yellow hair beckoned.

Behind him, a millet horse with some white fur was following him, snorting from time to time.

"Diama?" said Wiken stepped forward, looking at Diama, who was holding the reins in one hand and gesturing with the other, with an excited expression.

I don't understand it, I don't understand the language, and I can't complete a more complex communication.

Is there a workaround?

Yes, but Weken doesn't really want to use this form of immorality to gain the possibility of communication.

Miscellaneous Soldier System...... A system that oneself was given upon arrival in this world.

You can use the system to improve the proficiency of the skills you have learned.

But it's a pity that I only have three skills now......

Otherworldly language, entry-level, can only understand simple everyday vocabulary.

Clean, proficient, know how to remove some stains, such as feces, oil stains.

Cooking, entry-level, knows how to cook food to an edible state.

And the cost of improving these skills is too terrifying.

There are three ways to do this: spend Soul Boost, Spend Gold Boost, and Spend Pure Shard Boost.

Let's not talk about what the Pure Demon Crystal is, I haven't even seen it! Killing people is not realistic.

William's family, the people in this town are not bad to themselves. They have not harmed themselves, and they must not take revenge. This is also my bottom line.

Take gold to level up, not to mention that it is very difficult for you to learn new skills in the case of language inconvenience. For example, if you've always wanted to upgrade an entry-level otherworldly language to proficiency level, it would take a ton of pure gold.

Considering that the gold is not pure enough, more gold may actually be needed.

From scratch, you need to explore by yourself, and then from beginner to proficient, from skilled to grandmaster, and finally from grandmaster to divine skill...... The cost rises by a "tenfold".

If you want to be in the Green Shade Hotel, this small hotel opened by William will be mixed to death - it is impossible to make a skill reach a divine skill.

You have to get out and find a way to upgrade. If it's murder, maybe ......

Weken looked at Diama, who was holding his head in front of him, tired of thinking of ways to make himself understand what he meant: "So, Diama?"

Cut your throat?

Go to bed?

What the heck?

Weken was stunned.

Diama exclaimed, as if he had a brilliant idea, and made a gesture for Weken to follow.

Diama led the horse and led Weken to the stables and tied it up.

Weken willingly forked the horse grass next to him and placed it in the manger.

Gently stroking the face of the millet horse, Wei Ken smiled: "Hehe." Good boy, eat. ”

The millet horse licked Weken's hand, then bowed his head and began to eat.

After glancing at the horse, Diama took Victor by the hand, and whispered something with a look of bitterness and hatred.

"This ......"

Finally, Weken took the letter from Diama, looked in the direction of the cliff behind which Diama was pointing, and then pointed to the neighbor's house.

"Jenny. Diama's face flushed, and after saying the girl's name, he patted his chest again, and pointed to the inn.

"Jenny?" Wei Ken looked at the letter in his hand, a little dazed for a moment.

Diama then pointed to the sun and made a gesture to press it and cover his eyes.

"It looks like it's going to mean sunset, it's dark, and it's back. ”

Jenny, an innocent girl, is the daughter of Aunt McGee, a neighbor. She is Diama's childhood sweetheart, and she is also a waitress and kanban girl at the Green Shade Hotel.

The two are a recognized pair.

It seems that Diama wants to ask Jenny to go to the back mountain to watch the sunset, but why, is there a throat cut or something like that?

"I don't understand, but give me the letter, and I'll take Jenny to the back mountain. Weken nodded, tucked the letter in his arms, and smiled and nodded to Diama.

It's just past dinner time, the dishes have been washed, and Jenny should be free.

Diama walked away grinning......

"So. Watching the other party's figure disappear in the direction of the back mountain, Wei Ken also walked into the back kitchen and found Jenny who was helping to set the dishes.

Jenny set the dishes, a little confused: "Wicken?"

"Diama. Weken explained.

"Diama?"

"Diama!"

"Diama?!" Jenny delighted.

"Uh-huh!" Weiken smiled.

The two of them used "Diama" as a dialogue, and the words were like a code, and Aunt Martha on the side was confused.

Jenny and Aunt Martha said a few words, looking like a little daughter. Aunt Martha immediately understood, and the corners of her mouth played a playful arc, as if she was lamenting that her son had grown up.

"Wiken! Diama!"

"Diama. Wei Ken nodded, understanding that the other party was letting himself lead the way.

Leading Jenny, Victor walked out of the inn and across the street.

"Huh?" Wicken was stunned, looking across the street, in the small square of Greentown.

Soldiers: What do they do?

Standing on the periphery, a middle-aged man who looked like an old general glanced at Wei Ken, who was looking at him in confusion.

Weken swallowed.

Is this the gaze of the "battlefield"? His eyes were full of vigilance and suspicion, as if he would draw the long sword at his waist and send it into the throat of the enemy in the next second.

Battlefield...... If it's on the battlefield, you can get souls.

Jenny on the side complained twice, sighed, and urged Wei Ken to leave quickly. She didn't seem to like the soldiers in battle armor very much.

Battlefield...... Do you want to go?

Lead Jenny to the back mountain.

On the cliff, Diama had already posed and waited there.

"Jenny!"

"Diama!"

The two sides hugged each other in front of a heart made up of flowers. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, everything is beautiful and pure.

Diama winked at Wei Ken in thanks.

Weken smiled knowingly, waved at him, and made a "please" gesture.

Let's leave, and I won't bother with this couple.

It's been a long time since the sun went down, and a young couple needs some alone time to express their love.

Walk to the base of the mountain......

Whoa——!

Jenny's voice floated down the mountainside, and her tone was a little weak and sweet.

"I'll you! These two guys don't just watch the sunset! The city people really know how to play......"

Weken stood on the road leading to the mountain.

"Although it is to trick the dog in and kill it, out of friendliness, let's give them the wind. ”

Weken sighed.

The first good time is always so short.

With green smiles on their faces, they straightened their clothes as they walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

So homely.

On the ring finger of her left hand, Jenny has a beautiful diamond ring.

Weken remembers that Diama used his spare time to help out at the grocery store in the town for half a year, and then he got the money to buy it in a nearby city.

On this day, he finally put this diamond ring on the finger of his sweetheart.

"Hehe~" Wei Ken beckoned to the two, "It seems that in a few days, Uncle William is going to hold a wedding banquet for you~ Congratulations!"

Of course, the two of them couldn't understand their words, but they felt their congratulations.

At this time, they all smiled shyly.

Weken sighed, clapped his palms, covered his ears, and raised his index finger in front of his lips.

A couple who secretly tasted the forbidden fruit had a red face.

Back at the inn, after a moment of joy, something happened that was puzzling to Weken.

And this fuse was that Diama handed a piece of paper with an unknown script written on it to William solemnly.

"Diama!!" William was furious, tilted his head, and hugged his chest in refusal.

"Diama!" Aunt Martha disagreed, and tugged hard at Diama's sleeve.

"Diama......" Jenny held Diama's hand with tears in her eyes.

"Diama!" Jenny's mother, Aunt McGee, shook her head.

"Why?" Wei Ken on the side looked dazed, "What the hell are you talking about? Why do you also use a code!?"

Didn't understand, but it seemed that Diama was going to do something and was rejected by everyone. And this matter is definitely not his marriage to Jenny.

As long as you are a discerning person, you can see that this pair of people will definitely enter the palace of marriage with the blessing of relatives and friends in the future.

"Diama ......," William sighed, as if he wanted to say something to keep his son.

Diama's face was full of determination, as if he was about to do something, and he pointed at Weken and then at himself.

"Weken......" William was distressed, and finally looked at Wecan before handing a piece of paper to Wecan.

Wei Ken: "?"

I can't understand it, what's the use of giving it to me?

I don't understand, just nod my head.

William sighed, realizing that he couldn't stop his son.

The next day, Weken finally understood what the hell was going on......

Army.

In front of the recruitment desk, which was not many people, Diama excitedly wrote his name on the enlistment application.

"You're wrong!" Weken was furious and kicked Diama on the ass of the dancing man, "Aren't you going to marry Jenny? Got kicked in the head by a donkey? Do you know that you are acting like an old general on the stage with a flag behind him!?"

But even so, Diama sighed helplessly, but there was no intention of retreating in his eyes.

He gestured and uttered a few words that Weken knew: "Djeru, Gold, Jenny!"

Djeru, the currency of this world.

"Wealth...... Weken sighed as well.

This guy seems to want to give his parents, his wife, and his future children a rich life.

And I'm ......

"I see, I'm going to join the army too. ”

Yes, only in this way can you learn the language of this world as soon as possible, make yourself stronger as soon as possible, and then live the life you have always longed for when you were a child.

By no means as a miscellaneous person, mixed in this world for a lifetime.

Even if there is no "miscellaneous system", I have to do it.

The yearning for wealth is no worse than anyone else.