Chapter 98 Lion Badge
Lind's road to promotion began from then on, starting with drinking the first bottle of magic potion of "Lost Soul Knight".

In addition, Lind will read "Ronin's Handwritten Poems" and "Praise to the Sun" to prepare for the next period of time.

He believed that the knowledge from the sun and the moon might be able to help him again, considering that he was also an "old noble of the Plain Yellow Banner."

time flies.

The undead have been reporting good news one after another. They have pushed the Dragon Tooth Mountain Road to a position close to the crater. Except for those who occasionally need to come back to process items and experience, the number of undead staying at Star Dragon Outpost has been decreasing. Most of the undead have chosen to stay at Dragon Tooth Mountain Road.

And old Cherry did a good job in collecting population, and everything was developing in an orderly manner.

……

At noon, the sun above our heads still did not disappoint us. It was not bright enough, not hot enough, and even when the wind blew, we worried that the sun would shake a few times and suddenly go out.

Prey Town.

Noisy voices gathered, and people gathered in groups of three or four to discuss.

When the news of the opening of Prey Town to the outside world spread, many people chose to hide. They would rather beg for food in the fields than believe in the sudden kindness.

Kindness will be eaten by people, and I believe that people who believe in kindness will also be eaten without spitting out any bones.

"You are very lucky" the speech has already begun.

In the crowd, a man who was huddled in his robe lowered his head slightly and covered his head more tightly with his hood to avoid attracting too much attention.

Fortunately, the people here are a little stupid. Everyone is busy worrying about themselves and their eyes never stop to linger on others.

Rather than the endless chatter above, the man really wanted to know what exactly happened here. The previous Prey Town was not so... friendly.

He remembered that at that time, it was difficult to move around in Prey Town without gold stamp tickets. He had accumulated quite a few gold stamp tickets before coming here this time.

But who knew that after arriving here, I found out that Prey Town had changed hands and all the gold seal tickets were invalid. It was too late to turn around and leave. No matter who was in this area, they had to enter Prey Town.

Choose to join actively, or choose to be beaten and then join actively.

"Friendly? Tsk." The man secretly mocked himself for having such a bad taste and turned to look at the people around him.

They were pale and thin, and had not been able to get enough food for a long time, so they were unable to resist when faced with the soldiers from Prey Town who attacked and searched for them, and they could only surrender.

"Gathering so many people, are you planning to offer a sacrifice?"

Those lunatics who believe in the Lord of Madness are as difficult to deal with as cancer no matter where they are. The first person he thought of was the lunatic of Madness.

But it didn't look like that, because he didn't see the altar or the blood-red flames.

There was only an old man who kept chattering.

He's still giving a speech!
"Next, everyone needs to register their information, everyone!" The person above was still shouting, hoarse: "Just remember, people with a skill are more likely to have enough food, of course, having a lot of strength is also OK!"

No one asked what would happen if they had no strength at all. They were just dizzy and hungry, but that didn't mean they were stupid.

The man followed the team as it advanced slowly.

He looked at the crowd in front of him being driven forward like pigs, then stopped in front of the long tables, questioned, and then arranged to go to different teams. Regardless of age or whether they were a family, they were all forcibly separated.

The father and daughter in front were separated, and the girl burst into tears. Seeing this, the father wanted to run back and hug his daughter, but he was beaten with a solid short stick wrapped in leather, telling them that queuing was more important than anything else.

The man watched all this with an expressionless face.

"Everything is what the oath-breaker deserves!" he murmured in his heart.

Finally it was his turn. He cooperated and took the initiative to move forward to avoid being annoyed by the tentative wooden stick swaying in front of him.

"What's your name?" There was a person sitting behind the table, holding a pen.

This scene interested him greatly.

write!

There are still people using it, and I saw it here. "Han" the man answered.

The man quickly wrote down "Han" and continued to ask questions, including age, what he was good at, etc.

"Hunting? Of course. My eldest...eldest brother is a well-known archery master. I mean before the end of the world, so my archery skills are pretty good."

"What to be good at? Blacksmithing, maybe."

"I'm quite familiar with the surrounding area."

The more Han answered, the more he felt something was wrong. It wasn't that the questions they asked were weird, but that they didn't fit the current situation. Were they asking these questions in order to find a job for themselves?

"Here, this is your ID." The other party handed over a piece of paper with a line of numbers "122" written on it, which may mean that Han is the 122nd person.

The other party waved his hand, and then Han was driven away by the soldiers who were waiting anxiously on the side.

Han knew very well that he was not a step slower, it was just that the other party wanted to swing the stick at him to show his power.

The teams were divided into several categories. Han took a look and didn't know which team he should join until he heard the rustling wooden sticks coming closer.

It looked like he had found an opportunity to swing the stick.

"Here, this one!"

Han took a look at the stick. If he exploded now, he could take the opponent's stick in an instant, and he could also break the opponent's neck within three breaths.

However, it is not easy to escape from this place. Both the crossbow and the chain mail can make it impossible to move forward or backward.

"Yes." He lowered his head, and his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the satisfied expression on the other person's face.

What a pathetic privileged villain.

Han walked into a team.

He soon learned what was waiting for him.

There really is a new job, blacksmithing.

There are not many real blacksmiths here. After receiving the work requirements, Han began to prepare seriously, not giving the covetous little stickmen any chance to attack.

It's not ordinary blacksmithing, but the making of a special badge. The drawings were sent to them and they were drawn in great detail.

The emblem features a lion with its mouth wide open.

"This is?"

Han thought he must have seen it wrong, so he quietly took out a badge from his arms and compared it quietly. His fingers gently stroked the dragon on the badge, and his thick calloused fingers could feel the rough feedback on the badge.

It is very similar to the lion emblem on the drawing, except that his emblem has a dragon.

This is a badge of honor only granted to nobles with titles. Wearing the badge allows one to move freely in the Golden City, and even perform simple greetings when meeting nobles.

Compared to the almost useless convenience, the honor that the badge itself carries is the most precious.

Recalling carefully, Han seemed to have seen a lion flag before, and he even remembered that a certain famous nobleman seemed to be related to the lion.

But I have only heard of him and don’t know him. Maybe this badge has some connection with him?

"Are there any nobles appearing in this area?" Han's body felt slightly hot and his heart was beating fast. This was undoubtedly great news.

But he quickly calmed down.

"I should go back. No, I can't go back now. Maybe it's all in vain. I shouldn't let Lord Lance and Lord Bard down."

Han took a deep breath and decided to be patient and finish making the badge. Maybe he would have a chance to get information related to the badge.

(End of this chapter)