Looking at Rose in a [Thinking!] state, Sean asked several times but the other party didn't hear it......

You have to stand in front of you to come back to your senses.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I was thinking about something else. ”

"What can make Your Excellency Ross so engrossed?"

After the two separated, Rose followed his usual practice as a scholar to solicit opinions and opinions from the townspeople, of course, more about the wonderful dreams of the town, and this question found out that it was really as Baron Melander said, so the townspeople enjoyed their lives at the moment, whether in reality or in dreams, and behaved very peacefully.

It's just that......

The townsfolk give themselves the impression that they don't matter to real life at all, and many of them look a little languishing on the outside.

"Lord Earl, I don't know if you have noticed. The way the inhabitants of this town look at you. ”

"What does it look like?" asked Sean.

"That's it...... I can't describe it, it's like when they're looking at you...... Felt ......"

"Never took you seriously?" Rose didn't say, but Sean said first.

"Yes, that's how it feels. ”

In fact, Sean also discovered early in the morning, or yesterday, that a group of people living in their dreams don't care what reality becomes, in their eyes, others are just NPC-like foils, and only the protagonist in his dream is the protagonist.

"It's not strange anymore, is there anything else to discover?"

"There are very few others, and the townspeople hardly say much, but scholars always have their way. As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of thick paper from his bosom.

"What is this?"

"I got it from an old man, and you know that in a town like this where almost no one can talk seriously, it's better to pry their mouth open than to find something more reliable. Ross seems to be proud of his masterpiece.

Tut~

Stealing it.

Yes, like a reader......

"Is there anything you found in the record?" asked Sean.

"It's a diary, I estimate it's been sixty or seventy years old, based on the age of the parchment, and it records the daily life of the bearer, and I find that the town was still normal fifty or sixty years ago, and it was only later that it appeared, and it mentions a dryad several times. Rose's words caught the attention of Sean and Aslant.

Placing the book on the table, he pointed to a few places where there were notes.

It's all some daily trivial chores, and even complaints about family and neighbors, which can be regarded as the trivial matters of an ordinary living resident, which records that the daily work is to go up the mountain to chop wood......

Most of the small towns on the edge of the Basharan Empire are almost all based on the sale of timber as the main source of income, as for those medicinal materials and animal skins are not fixed, if you find it, you can't find it, although some industries are already making coal mines and even fuel oil, but that only exists in highly developed cities and those cities of science and technology, and the wider area still relies on primitive wood, and can only afford to burn wood every day!

Logging and hunting for a living were almost a common way of life for the townspeople of the borderlands......

It's no different, and it's no different for people who can keep a diary.

However, the other party can also write a diary, which makes Sean more envious, compared to his own Tellerian Town, the residents of Upper Valley Town are quite cultured, and it is estimated that this habit was also learned from travelers.

Travelers in this world often keep diaries, and Kerry of the archaeological team often carries a diary, according to them, if something happens during the trip, they hope that the future people will find the diary and bring it to their families......

In addition to these trivia, I often hear about a dryad in the diary, and even mentions many times in the later chapters that it is the dryad that brings light and vitality to the town!

Beyond that there is no ......

I guess I didn't write it.

"Not in the back, sir. Aslant picked it up and checked it, and found that the back page was blank.

"Well, he didn't write it, or maybe he didn't need to write it anymore......" Sean looked at Rose.

"Is the owner of this diary still alive?"

"I think it's gone, the oldest person left in the family is an old woman, I found this diary in the corner, does the Earl think there's something wrong? ”

"It must be some kind of strange magic. "Sean, I told the two of them about the strange smell he smelled last night.

The smell of pulp is strongest at night, but it can't be smelled during the day!

And in the tree ring ornament that I took from the door of someone else's house just now, no matter how many years it has been used, as long as you cut it, you can see that the wooden part inside is still alive.

It is likely that these trees are responsible for the town's special dreams.

"That'...... Our ......, Lord Earl."

"Aslant, later in the day, you can call a few of your nimble and trustworthy men to go to the woodland and have a look. ”

"Yes, sir!"

Sean decided to see for himself.

Shanggu Town is not his own territory, and there are no casualties after this kind of dream, in fact, you don't have to pay attention to it at all, as long as you know it, you can choose to turn a blind eye, but Sean still wants to take a look.

The main thing is that this kind of thing that does not belong to the category of magic makes Sean curious, or rather very concerned.

Especially after seeing the octopus people and deep divers and the old gods they did, Sean is very interested in these unknown abilities and magic, and if it weren't for the passivity of [Eye of Geheros] continuing, Sean really wouldn't dare to go over so directly.

..................

It's night again.

Aslant followed Sean's instructions and brought five or six guards with an orderist level of about 5, carrying torches at night, and asked in advance where the wood used by the townspeople to build houses was brought from, so he followed the route.

It is inconvenient to walk up the woodland at night, and several torches have to be leaning together to light the way.

"Why don't we choose the time of day to take a look?" Rose also came with the team, although it was an experience of traveling from south to north, but it was because of experience that he told himself that night was not suitable for action.

"The smell is strongest at night, if it's not easy to move, we can find the way first, and then come back tomorrow during the day......" Sean didn't think about what he could get by just coming in.

The woodland is so big, no matter what the other party is, it's easy to hide if you want to, so you can only find it at night when the smell of pulp is at its strongest.

"Indeed, there is a very special smell in this neighborhood. Rose and Aslant also noticed the smell in the woods, unlike any other in the area, most of which were putrefactive matter or a strange mixture of dirt and plants.

But this sap even makes people feel slightly sweet......

It stretches all the way to the depths of the woods.

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