Chapter 47: Home

The magic necklace that was pulled from the rogue was Eresnu's emblem to be exact. It was shrouded in Eresnu's powers, and Snorlan couldn't use the equipment, so he was about to sell it, so he carried it in his bag.

He beckoned a few of the old hunters who had been hiding to come out, and the old hunters witnessed his battle and complimented Snowland's young talent.

"Everyone, there is no need to say more polite words, everyone has seen that this grandson is a silver-level warrior, right?"

The old hunters nodded their heads.

"Isn't it unreasonable to pay us this or this?"

The old hunters nodded yes.

"Cheng, let's go, let's go back to the village chief." Snorlan cut off the heads of the three rogues and carried them back to the village chief.

After a while, Snorlan walked into the village chief's house, threw the three heads on the ground, and shouted: "Uncle, let's chat?" ”

The village chief looked at the menacing Snorlan, and said in his heart, how did this provoke this master? He hurriedly asked Snorlan to sit down at the table: "Young man, what's the matter?" Come on, sit down, drink saliva. ”

Snowland waved his hand: "I won't drink the water, uncle, you come out, there is a problem with this commission." ”

When the village chief heard that there was a problem, he was also puzzled, he and Snowland went out of the house, and at the door were the old hunters, and Snowland said, "Come, let these people tell you!" ”

A few old hunters recounted what had happened. Only then did the village chief know that it turned out that these three Liukou essential oils were a silver-level warrior! The old village chief also understood, and he thought about it, Snorlan was too little paid. So he stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The young man is really young and promising!" ”

Snorlan said bluntly: "Uncle, we don't talk darkly, 50 gold coins, less." ”

The old village chief nodded and said, "It's really less." A silver-level warrior has to start with 500 gold coins wherever he puts it, right? But young man, you have to understand us, we are a poor village after all, and we can give you 100 gold coins at most. ”

Snorlan's eyes glared: "100 gold coins? ”

The village chief smiled and said, "Young man, don't worry, I don't have it, but someone does!" ”

Snorlan asked, "Who has?" ”

"Port Ward City Hall. Young man, let me show you the way, have you found anything in him that proves his identity? ”

Snorlan nodded and said, "There is a god emblem." ”

"Show me it."

Snorlan showed the magic necklace to the village chief. After reading it, the village chief returned it to Snorlan and said, "Okay, you take this necklace and go to the adventurer's hall in Port Ward, the city hall has a reward for this kind of cultist all year round, you take this magic necklace, they will give you a reward, and I have 100 gold coins, you can also take it, if there is a mistake, you will come back." ”

Snorlan summed it up, and this was not a bad idea, so he took 100 gold coins and drove back to Ward Harbor. After twisting and turning, the three of them arrived at the Adventurer's Hall and found the reception window.

"Hello, I met a follower of the silver-level killing god Eresnu, killed him, and wanted to come to receive a reward."

"Okay, do you have a certificate?"

Snorlan took out one of the rogue's ears and handed it to the receptionist along with the magic necklace.

The receptionist recited a spell and cast an identification spell to confirm the authenticity of the two things.

"Silver-level Killing God Eresnu Believer, plus a fourth-level divine magic necklace, a total of 720 gold coins at a discount, do you have a gold deposit card?" The receptionist sorted it out and calculated the bonus that Snorlan deserved.

Snorlan nodded and pulled out his gold card. After the receptionist finished brushing it, he handed it back to Snorlan, nodded, and said, "You check." ”

Snorlan looked at the number in the lower right corner of the gold card, and it was indeed no problem, adding 720 gold coins.

It was already evening when he got home, and after these small tasks, Snorlan also rose to the bronze level, and he decided to return to Carmelo and continue his training.

That night, Theresa arrives at Snolan's room. Of course, Theresa had only come to talk to Snowland.

"Brother Snowlan, I want to talk to you."

"What's wrong, Theresa?" Snorlan looked at Theresa with a smile.

"We've been in Port Ward for a while, and we don't know ...... Daddy," Theresa said wryly.

When Snorlan thought of Arturius, his eldest brother, most of whom had unfortunately died, but he couldn't say outright that Arturius was dead, he could only say: "It's okay, Theresa, Arturius's eldest brother Jiren has his own natural appearance, he will definitely be fine." ”

Theresa nodded and said, "Okay...... I hope Dad can ......."

Theresa couldn't say any more and began to sob.

Snorlan could only touch her head, and the two looked at each other silently for a long time. Theresa knew that Arturius had a very low chance of surviving, but she still had a glimmer of hope for her father, and at the same time, she also hoped that her mother would let her father go for the sake of her past feelings.

Naturally, Snorlan knew Theresa's thoughts, but he also knew that it was an unsolvable problem. Snorlan's will is as strong as steel because his body is strong and powerful, and his equipment is well-equipped and fitted, but what about Theresa? She was still very weak, and as a little girl who had just embarked on the path of a mage, blindly making her strong was tantamount to a fool's dream.

Just as you can't persuade Ma Yun to cut off all the money and career to become a monk, you can't persuade a little girl who has just lost her father to put aside all the pain and rejoin a new life. Whether it is career or pain, it is an essential part of their respective life experiences, this is the main theme of their lives, if they let go of these, what is the meaning of their previous lives?

Maybe one day, Theresa can let go of the pain of losing her father, but this should never be, nor will it be the effect of Snowlan's persuasion, it can only be that she has completed her revenge, or she has seen the law of life, old age, sickness and death, and she can only let go of it after she understands it, and find the next goal in life. But now, by no means this is the time.

Snorlan is well aware of his abilities, he is not a monk who has achieved great enlightenment, nor is he a master of the world who sees through the red dust, he can only give Theresa the most basic support - that is, to be by her side.

The moon in Ward Harbor is round tonight, but in this small courtyard there are only three wanderers who have left home. Snorlan has no home, Theresa has no home, and where is Leslie?

The three world passers-by gathered in this courtyard. They get together with the desire to go home or find a home, but what awaits them is a long journey. It will be a long expedition, and their home is always on the way.