Vol.2 Steam Rhapsody 1882 The Scarecrow and the Painter (2)
"So you're from the Messiah? The place was far away. The waitress sat next to them in one breath and let out a heavy puff of smoke. Her idea was simple, to make sure that the strange hunter who looked at her mutated but not extraordinary mutation wouldn't make a mess. "If you want to make money, go to the notice board in town. I don't know if you're lucky, or if we're unlucky, I've heard that there have been a lot of ghosts recently. ”
Vincent seemed to be in a better mood, and said with a smile as he drained the little rye beer that was left; "No matter how many ghosts there are, I also want to go to the wheat field and draw a scarecrow." The waitress seemed to want to encourage Vincent, and put her arm around Vincent's head and said; "Okay, when you draw it, take it here for me to see, and give you a free night of drinks."
Before she could finish speaking, the waitress explained to Francis; "Ignore the group just now, Vincent is a good guy, that's what everyone knows. If they get angry at home or have the mayor scold, they will find trouble. ”
At the same time, he told Francis that although she couldn't read Vincent's oil paintings, they were very good paintings, but unfortunately such talents could only be buried in Akita Town.
For there is no other farmer, a blacksmith, and a tavern.
"Why are you so attached to that scarecrow, most people can't avoid it." Francis took a sip of rye beer and sighed inwardly that the caramel was full of flavor.
Vincent thought for a moment and said slowly; "The spirit monster that doesn't hurt people's lives and makes you harvest a good harvest, I'm afraid there is only a scarecrow, this is too worthy of being recorded with a paintbrush."
Francis nodded, there were indeed no malicious spirits—or monsters—they were rare, and all he had encountered so far were terrifying and cannibalistic.
Not to mention the supremacy on the other side of the wall, the mere appearance has perfectly interpreted the meaning of the words malicious and indescribable.
The waitress poured herself rye beer and said; "It's rare to hear Vincent say that a scarecrow hurts you. Scarecrows usually hide from people during the day, let alone follow them. ”
Francis is noncommittal, he doesn't mention that he says that the scarecrow is a monster who loves to peep and stalk, but he accidentally pisses the scarecrow off.
Francis then asked the two of them how much Kinriel would cost to buy a horse, and why he didn't ask about the steam car, which is still a luxury, and most people still choose to ride it.
In the middle of the night, Vincent placed a silver riel on the table to settle the bill, and said that it was too late to go back to rest, "You may consider going to my house for the night, Mr. Francis." ”
The waitress expressed her support for this, as there were few out-of-towners here, so there were few inns in the town, and even if there were, Francis would not be allowed to stay dressed as a hunter.
As a result, Francis said that he didn't have to, that it was enough for Vincent to bring him here, and that spending the night at Vincent's house would cause trouble for the mayor to let the mayor know. Francis, who has a mechanical heart, wears an overcoat and plans to find a wheat field nearby to spend the night, find a suitable errand and earn Kinrell and leave for the hunting grounds.
Leaving the Harvest Tavern, Francis walked through the town, which was now dead of night, and found the notice board in the center of the town that the waitress had spoken. Most of them are hired by handymen, and only a few goblins seem to be paid enough to be rewarded for their dispersion.
"In view of the news of many ghost sightings in the nearby area, a young man with enough experience in fighting monsters is needed to ensure the safety of the town and the wheat field crops in the days before and after the harvest night, and immediately go to the wheat field to guard the wheat field after removing this bounty, and the matter will be fifty jinriel."
May asked Francis to return to the Messiah before the next full moon, to buy a horse after the bounty was given, and then to go to the hunting grounds, and to return to the Messiah after solving the troubles of the Grand Duke of Europa. "Looks like it's in time."
Francis took off the bounty and went to the wheat field as he had said. As he walked to the wheat field, Francis thought that the night of the harvest would probably be the day Vincent said he would give a thank you gift to the scarecrow, and Francis was a little curious about what the townspeople would give as a thank you.
The scarecrow obviously didn't need to eat or drink, and the simple townsfolk couldn't get anything valuable, but if Francis was a scarecrow, he probably would have asked for an endless supply of rye beer. After all, it is a specialty fermented liquor of Akita Town's original wheat, and you will never forget the aroma of caramel after just one sip.
Francis casually turned over some tall grass and wood, and piled a rudimentary haystack in the clearing outside the wheat field, and lay down on it, taking a deep breath and preparing to sleep.
But when he closed his eyes on his front foot, there was a rustling sound in the wheat field around his back foot.
"Damn, do you have to pick this time?" Francis complained.
At the Moon House, Francis had to endure the whispers and deliberate frightens of the unknown objects in the ground floor of the Moon House at night, but when he came to Akita Town, Francis decided to forbid anything to disturb his long-awaited restful sleep.
Francis lifted his black sword, strolled to the wheat field, and walked with his hands to uncover the golden ears of wheat that were intertwined and interfered with the vision, to see what had bad intentions.
Uncovering the ears of wheat, Francis suddenly stops as the scarecrow appears in front of him.
Again? Francis didn't know where to mess with the scarecrow, and the guy was apparently stalking him again.
"I'm sorry to say you love voyeur tracking, but you really can't stalk me anymore. See this sword, don't cause unnecessary misunderstandings. ”
The scarecrow looked at Francis, who was showing the black sword and the words were warning, but he still didn't react, Francis shook his head and reluctantly turned around and walked back in the direction of the haystack.
But at this moment;
"Gollum..."
Francis stopped, looked back at the scarecrow incredulously, and said; "You spoke?"
The scarecrow, of course, has no mouth, but only makes a sound out of thin air; "Gollum."
It seems that he is trying to communicate with Francis, but unfortunately Francis has been listening hard for a long time and only listening to the strange sound of grunting, and he does not understand what the scarecrow is trying to say.
If this had been in the Moon House, the apostles would have spoken a little language, but where would they find a grunting interpreter in this long wheat field?
Francis said; "I don't understand what you're saying, I want to go to bed first."
Francis stopped paying attention to the scarecrow and went straight back to the haystack to rest, and the scarecrow jumped and followed Francis to the side of the haystack, stubbornly continuing to try to communicate.
So Francis's ears were silent all night.