What does it take to be a good prophet?

After asking her mother-in-law for advice, Miria's doubts increased instead of decreasing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The more she learned about the prophet's identity, the more she wondered how one could one shoulder a village.

In the words of the mother-in-law, this is the only mission of the prophet's life. Since Milia took her scepter, her mission has been accomplished, and now it is Milia and her disciples who guide her people forward.

It was early in the morning two days later, and after a routine meditation, Miria walked out the door. Due to the destruction of the Prophet's Hut, she is staying at the house of the Gard village chief these days,

The strong enemy was repulsed, and the village chief's condition improved significantly.

The injuries have also improved Ophelia and Lin Qiu, although the former has a dark wound that cannot be healed for the time being, but it is no longer a problem to get out of bed, and Lin Qiu's situation is different, in fact, the injury he suffered during the battle with the Sith has healed on the same day, and the real thing is Elisa's back fall, he feels that his head is going to be flattened.

Lin Qiu, who flashed his waist, lay on the bed for two days before he could barely get out of bed.

And when he walked downstairs with his waist covered, the adventurers in the tavern gave him ambiguous and adoring glances.

"It's worthy of being the boss of Tyr, but the other party is a big hero in the imperial capital!"

"Yes, yes, only the courage of Boss Tyr can conquer such a woman. ”

"Boss Tyr, you're really working hard, we can hear the cries that day clearly!"

That's just the scream he made when he hit his head on the floor, okay!

Lin Qiu glared angrily at these good adventurers, most of whom had volunteered to stay to help the residents of Snow Wolf Village repair their collapsed houses.

The adventurers have already agreed that when they return to the Imperial Capital, they must show off to the other adventurers, who have also fought alongside Tyr and the great heroes of the Imperial Capital.

In the early morning, the "Snow Wolf Village" returned to its former peacefulness, the villagers and adventurers tacitly rebuilt their houses, and several snow wolves squatted lazily in front of the tavern, and when they saw Lin Qiu coming out, they wagged their tails at him affectionately. A snowy field, animals, and kind villagers made Lin Qiu inexplicably think of the scene of Bokai Village when playing Monster Hunter.

"Yo, isn't this Tyr?" greeted him warmly from the shopkeeper.

Everyone in the village knew that the three knights from the imperial capital were the great heroes who saved their village, they had lived here all their lives, they had never seen any big scenes, and they could not imagine the fierceness of the battle, but this did not prevent them from revering the three of them. The stalls are full of special fruits from Snow Wolf Village, most of which are grown by the villagers themselves, and the fruits are covered with a thin layer of ice.

This is the freshest batch, and you can eat it by washing it in hot water in a tavern.

"Take it if you like anything!" said the boss cheerfully.

"Speaking of shops......

Lin Qiu scratched his chin and thought thoughtfully: "Do you have a large barrel of explosive bombs and paralysis traps here? ”

The boss was a little dazed by Lin Qiu's request: "Big ...... What's a big G?"

"Just kidding, then I'll laugh at this!" Lin Qiu picked up a red fruit from the shop that looked like an apple.

The fruit is slightly larger than an apple, and the skin is ruddy and translucent, giving you a cold touch when you touch it. In terms of food, Lin Qiu is an out-and-out conservative, and he is grateful for the strange-looking fruit.

"Tyr-Brother Tyr!" Miria's voice came from not far away.

As soon as she heard that the adventurers had seen Lin Qiu, she hurried over. She chose to respect Lin Qiu's "peculiar fetish", so despite Lin Qiu's screams every day, she quietly left with Durota in a tolerant and understanding mood, and did not come to disturb them for the next two days.

Milia held back her stomach and wanted to ask Lin Qiu for advice.

The mother-in-law's words sounded too profound and incomprehensible, and whenever she asked, the other party would always put on an expression of 'to understand it yourself'.

So in the past two days, apart from a much easing of their relationship, there has been no progress in the work of the prophet.

"Brother Tyr, what do you think is the duty of a prophet?"

Miria asked the doubts in her mind.

The description of the village was too general, and she wanted to hear some more practical answers. She also consulted many people, the farmer wanted to know the harvest of vegetables and fruits, the hunter wanted to know the good luck of the hunt, and Durota wanted to know when he would marry her.

Of course, everyone who visited was satisfied, except for Duronta, who was thrown into the ice lake by her.

"Prophet ......"

Lin Qiu took a bite of the fruit, so that mother-in-law's education policy was wrong from the beginning, and a child of her age could go astray with her own understanding. Having a wealth of experience dealing with lori, he immediately came up with a rhetoric - in fact, the prophet's job is very simple, and it can be explained in one sentence.

What is really difficult is the way it is explained.

Too profound for her to understand, too simple for her to be belittled.

"If you want to know the profession of a prophet, you have to start with a hunter. ”

It just so happened that "Snow Wolf Village" fit so well with the scene of Monster Hunter that he saved the effort of adaptation.

"This is the story of a novice hunter guarding the village. ”

......

The story is long, starting with the novice hunter being rescued by the villagers and ending with him defeating the last monster that threatens the village and becoming an admired hero.

Gradually, the children in the village came over and formed a circle around Lin Qiu. At first, they approached with curiosity - their parents told them that the boy who sat in the stable at the door of the tavern and told the story was the hero who saved the village.

Of the children, Durota and Miria listened the most.

In the end, the hunter defeated the Lord of the Snow Mountain and once again saved the village in a time of crisis. In order to commemorate him, the villagers erected a monument for him. ”

Lin Qiu exhaled, and before he knew it, it was noon.

He had just wanted to wait for Alyssa here, but he didn't come back until he finished the long story.

"So, is it the Prophet's job to guard the village like the hunter?" concluded Miria.

She couldn't help but look embarrassed, and her heart didn't retreat again—the hunter in the story had a perilous experience, and several times he nearly died at the hands of powerful monsters.

And she has neither the strength nor the determination to face monsters.

"Not true. ”

Lin Qiu knocked on her head: "A prophet doesn't have to be a hero, she just needs to predict the coming of disaster, and before disaster comes, find a way to find a 'hunter' who is enough to fight against it." ”

"Like the chief of Pokey?" Miria blurted out.

"That's right, like the village chief, silently guarding the village in the corner. ”

"What about me?" Hearing this, Durota jumped up from the ground and pointed at himself with a roar. He was the future village chief, and if Miria had done his job, wouldn't he have lost his job?

"As for you......"

Lin Qiu thought for a while and replied, "Probably just find a way to attract more 'hunters' to your village." ”