As a researcher in the spirit world, Sulu has seen a lot of various evil spirits.

A mere headless spirit, but its appearance was terrifying, but in fact, it didn't reach the level of a first-order [necromancy], which didn't make him move in the slightest.

What Sulu really cares about is the message that emanates from the other party.

"Human ...... It shows that there are still human beings living in this world, which is a great thing! ”

"Judging by the clothes, he seems to have belonged to the pauper before he died...... And the productivity of this world should be very low......"

"Beheaded...... It means that it is not safe, whether it is beheaded by the sheriff or killed by a vendetta, it means that the human world is also full of war or killing......"

……

Sulu's spirit quietly stared at the headless spirit opposite, and suddenly spoke: "Take me...... In the name of Sulu Botley! Command you to obey me! ”

"Tell me! Your name and cause of death! ”

His rank is completely capable of driving these low-level spirits.

And the natural suppression of this person does not change because of the change of world and the spiritual world!

"Than ...... Compare...... Grid ......"

The headless spirit made a sound as it spoke, as if it hadn't spoken in a long time, and it stammered a little.

The light in its godless eyes made Sulu perceive a picture:

The cold ground, the blood-stained guillotine, the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the guards and the crowd in the distance......

A middle-aged man's voice echoed in his ears:

"Duke of Wolfsburg, Guardian of the Snow People, Patriarch of House Mitis, Lord of the Knights of the North, Wintersnow, Heartbreaker...... In the name of Renard Mitis, I sentence you...... Death penalty! ”

The next moment, a terrible pain came from the neck.

"Hmm......"

Sulu retracted his inspiration and touched his neck by the way.

The feeling of being decapitated is very real, and it is also a backlash of peeking into the memories of the spirit.

A slightly more fragile psychic may be lost and sunk in this severe pain, but for him, it is not a trivial matter.

"Wait...... I understand! Understand each other's language! ”

Thinking back to the picture he had just seen, Sulu was suddenly shocked: "Although it seems to be a world similar to the European Middle Ages...... But I understand their language...... Is that...... Gulam! ”

The language of the Overworld, known as the most ancient language, is actually used as a lingua franca in this world!

This can't help but make Sulu wonder what the relationship between the two worlds is!

"It can't be because it's close, right?"

Sulu laughed dumbly.

Not to mention whether there is such a concept of 'distance' between worlds, even if it is, it cannot be explained.

"The good news is...... Communication shouldn't be a problem. ”

What the lord Grand Duke said was indeed Gulam, with a slight accent at most, which was not a big problem.

He put away the package, looked at the mound on the side, and waved his hand: "Goodbye!" ”

In the bright sun, yesterday's ice wolf was sitting cross-legged, as if to see him off, its fur reflecting a dazzling light, as if plated with a layer of golden armor.

According to the spirits in the vicinity...... The nearest human gathering point should be in the south! ”

Sulu made himself a sleigh and tried his hand at gliding on the snow.

The strength of the LV4 level, after a night of recovery, gave him a body comparable to that of ordinary people.

With his third-order control, he quickly mastered the trick, holding the branch in both hands, holding it slightly on the ground, and drawing a long distance under his feet.

As he continued to move south, the cold temperature seemed to rise a little bit.

A few days later.

Sulu found some traces of human activity, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed.

By asking nearby spirits, he was able to get a more accurate route and galloped towards a human settlement.

"My previous guess was correct, the productivity here is very low, roughly equivalent to the European Middle Ages, but the kind with extraordinary powers?"

Sulu took the sleigh and walked through a wheat field.

On either side are cultivated farmlands with crops like barley, wheat, and oats, as well as large fields of onions and cabbage.

The peasants and women who worked in the fields were unkempt and wore thick clothes made of animal skins.

A few steps further on, you will come to a place that is supposed to be a village.

As far as the eye can see, a hill is surrounded by low houses, stacked on top of each other like building blocks, up to the top of the hill.

On all sides of the village, a fence made of sharpened logs and stones is patrolled by militia-like squads.

"Stop! Who? ”

At the gate of the village, Sulu was rightfully stopped.

He looked at the peasant squad, most of them were thin and tattered, only the captain had a piece of leather armor on his body, and the forks, swords and other weapons in his hands were slightly rusty.

However, it is in the Ghulam language!

"A wanderer!"

Sulu smiled and replied in the same Gulam language: "I want to rest in the village, and I am willing to pay for it!" ”

The Federation is still circulating precious metal currency, and he has stored some gold dragons and silver eagles in the Gauntlet of Greed, which can be used directly as long as the patterns and characters on the surface are cut off.

"Outlander in fancy costume!"

The captain looked at Sulu carefully, "Where are you from?" ”

He was very vigilant, and the muscles of his limbs were well trained, especially his right arm and stride, with a unique rhythm, which suited his saber well.

"A distant place, you may not know."

Sulu tossed a polished silver coin.

It's not that the golden dragon can't be drawn, but it will definitely attract greed and covetousness.

He didn't want to go on a killing spree in this village.

"It's sterling silver!"

A militiaman took it, rubbed it a few times, and his eyes flashed with joy.

“…… All right! ”

Seeing the eyes of his subordinates, the militia captain reluctantly agreed: "Stranger, you can get a room, as well as hot water, bread, and salt...... Leave immediately after a night stay! Don't cause trouble! ”

"Don't worry!"

Sulu smiled brightly, revealing his white teeth.

This surprised the militia captain again.

As a lower-class poor, a mouthful of rotten yellow and black teeth is the norm.

This kind of appearance and temperament, he seems to have only seen it in the nobles of Wolf Castle.

In this world, the nobility is the absolute ruler, even if it is only a side branch and the last descendant of the aristocratic family, it will be respected.

"Come with me!"

His face softened a little, and he led the way in front: "This is Ward Village, belonging to the great Duke of Wolfsburg, and I am the local militia captain - Arik!" ”

"Sulu! You can call me Sulu! ”

Sulu politely introduced himself, and suddenly his steps stopped.

He saw a small altar!

It is out of place with the surrounding buildings, but it looks very majestic.

A crowd of people was gathered around the side, seemingly praying.

What's more, the rules and symbols, as well as the language of their prayers, are all very familiar to me!

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