Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 205 Perrin Estate
[Ding! Defeat the enemy, Solar Fist gains 96 skill experience points]

[Remaining skill points: 1]

[Personal Level LV21: 548/30000]

……

This monster definitely has more experience than that.

Perhaps because the final killing method used was the 'Fireball' spell, which is not a skill, a lot of experience was unnecessarily diluted, leaving only this much experience.

Yaro looked up at the sky above him again. The mosquitoes that had been swirling around him had disappeared, and he was once again surrounded by peace and quiet.

—The abyssal power in Yaro's body had not yet dissipated, so why did those mosquitoes dare to swarm around his head?
That kind of scene would be normal under normal circumstances, but in Yaro's current state, it was the most unusual thing!

At the time, Yaro could not tell whether the mosquitoes were some kind of marking method or the real foreign creature, so he did not drive them away, but instead pretended not to know and rested.

"Shadow Beasts from the Shadow Realm?"

Yaro had a conflict with a certain shadow apprentice, which gave him some understanding of the shadow world.

The strange thing he had just encountered was exactly within his area of ​​knowledge.

"This must be the most common shadow beast in the Shadow Realm—the Shadow Mosquito, right?"

"The Shadow Mosquitoes have grown to the point where they can only be destroyed with elemental power. Could it be that they killed the workers in that abandoned logging camp?"

"Aren't there any superhumans here?"

"Or is it—that an exit from the Shadow Realm has appeared here?"

We can only investigate further once we find a human settlement.

Now that it's dark, it actually has many advantages in finding human settlements.

For example, you can activate the pendant with your own magic and ascend straight into the air as before. As long as you pay attention to the light on the ground, you can quickly see the nearest village.

……

"Huh? What's with that huge flame? Could it be an accidental fire?"

After taking off, with no trees around, Aroma could see a dazzling fire several kilometers away.

The area illuminated by the light was not large, and it did not appear to be a normal village; it was perhaps just a small manor belonging to some nobles.

Yaro thought of the shadow beast he had encountered before.

"Perhaps—there's more than one Shadow Beast. The people over there have also discovered this monster and are using fire for defense?"

Lighting a huge bonfire does indeed help to ward off the shadow beasts.

Due to their inherent nature, even the shadow beasts that could only be destroyed by elemental power would subconsciously avoid the area covered by light.

……

They dodged and fled all the way.

The long journey and the torment of the abyss's power had long since exhausted Yaro.

Adding to the indescribable food he had eaten in his daily life, even though he had just eaten some beast meat, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva subconsciously when he saw the firelight.

past!

Without further hesitation, Yaro fell back to the ground, thought for a moment, took out the leopard fur from his spatial ring, hid the cross-shaped longsword inside, twisted dry grass into a rope, tied it into a quilt-like shape, and carried it on his back.

He cut down another tree trunk, tied the top with withered grass and vines, poured some animal oil on it, and then lit it with a spark spell.

Holding the newly made torch, Yaro walked toward the direction of the huge flame.

……

As they drew closer, the thorns gradually disappeared, the terrain suddenly leveled out, and fields began to appear around them.

By this time, the grain in the fields had long been harvested, leaving only solitary figures standing blankly in the middle of the fields, appearing unusually eerie in the dim light.

Using the flickering firelight, Yarrow struggled across the sticky mud pits, past the scattered straw figures, and finally reached the dirt road built by humans.

Looking at the tall windmill in the shadows, listening to the gentle flow of the stream, and smelling the fresh fragrance of ripe grains... every detail proves that Yaro has finally found the right place.

As they drew closer to the manor, Yaro could vaguely see the noble coat of arms engraved on the manor gate, with two large characters written on it: Perrin.

Generally speaking, the older the noble family, the more complex their family crest.

Because the coat of arms of the offspring of nobles through marriage will automatically possess the coat of arms designs of two nobles.

The longer the tradition is passed down and the more intermarriages occur, the more these patterns will overlap, making them increasingly complex.

The family crest on the manor in front of us was just a simple, monotonous fox.

Therefore, it is very likely that the owner of that manor was just an early nobleman.

Of course, all of Yaro's knowledge came from the medal studies he learned in his childhood, and it may not be applicable to the nobles on this continent. However, considering that the mainstream supernatural power on this continent is wizards, the possibility that different countries have some common rules is not low.

Moreover, only the first generation of nobles would build their manor in such a remote location.

……

As Yaro approached, the guards patrolling the manor immediately became alert, quietly sounding the alarm while shouting, "Who's outside!"

Yaro's ears twitched slightly.

He heard the faint sound of the bowstring being tugged!
But why would he carry a bow and arrows, and why would he draw his bow the first thing he did when he noticed something unusual?

Yaro tensed his muscles, wary of unprovoked arrows, and at the same time called out loudly, "A lost traveler seeking help!"

If he were a nobleman with a lineage, Yarrow would be prepared to reveal his identity directly.

It may reveal your identity as a wizard apprentice and even get you some help.

But this was the estate of the newly nobles, and he couldn't explain to them what a wizard was, so he could only describe it this way.

As the two talked, a commotion broke out in the manor, accompanied by a series of faint metallic clanging sounds, as if many people carrying weapons were rushing over from their rooms.

Numerous torches were raised high and placed on the manor walls, illuminating the area in front of the manor gate as if it were daytime.

Yaro extinguished his torch, quietly retreated, and hid himself in the shadows.

He didn't know how many bows and arrows were in the manor, how powerful they were, or how many of them were official knights.

If a knight were to subtly draw his powerful bow while he himself was in the most conspicuous position, even Yarrow wouldn't be able to guarantee his safe escape.

After all—he hadn't learned arrow defense techniques yet, and he wasn't wearing heavy armor.

"I must learn arrow defense as soon as possible!"

Upon his first encounter with mortals, Yarrow discovered his own shortcomings.

To navigate this world, one cannot avoid the threat of arrows, making spells like arrow defense indispensable.

No wonder the Arrow Defense spell is so famous and so expensive.

……

"Come out! Stand in front!"

As the number of people gathered increased, the guards seemed to gain more courage, and their tone became increasingly fierce. In the shadows, the figure draped in animal skin appeared particularly mysterious.

The flames flickered.

The boy's tone remained gentle and calm as he said, "If you refuse, you can tell me directly. There's no need for this intimidation. I can leave immediately."

Yaro also realized that he had indeed come in a hurry.

Since we've already found a place, we can just find somewhere to rest for the night and come back in the morning. Why bother scaring these people in the middle of the night?

But since Yaro had already arrived and called out, it was not appropriate for him to simply leave.

Otherwise, if the conflict continues into daylight, it will just continue as it is now.

Yaro's words of concession seemed to embolden the guard, who brandished his torch and shouted, "Ha, this isn't up to you to decide!"

"Oh?"

Yaro raised an eyebrow. "This doesn't sound like something someone who keeps their doors tightly shut and hides behind a wall drawing a bow would say."

What are you pretending for?

A group of people cowered behind the gate, secretly drawing their bows while shouting fiercely.

Come out here if you dare, and let me see what kind of bows you're carrying!

If it's a knight with a powerful bow, I'll run away right now!
Since a human settlement has already appeared, it won't take much effort to find the next human settlement.

Just as the stalemate continued and Yaro was about to leave, another commotion broke out in the manor, with people faintly calling out 'Baron Claire'.

Has the main character arrived?
Yaro suppressed his thoughts of leaving and waited again.

If possible, Yaro would like to stay here for a while.

After all... this is the closest human settlement to the forest, and staying here will make it easier to maintain contact with the white deer later.

The manor fell silent for a moment, and Baron Claire seemed to be asking about the reason for the matter.

Soon, a calm male voice rang out from the manor: "Alright, since you are travelers seeking help, there's no need to be so tense. Put down your bows and arrows and open the gate."

As soon as the man finished speaking, responses rang out from the surrounding area.

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

"Put down your bows and arrows, and open the gate!"

It seems this baron is quite prestigious in the manor.

As Yaro thought this, he quietly took off the leopard skin he was carrying and held it in one hand to shield himself.

A tightly bound leopard skin makes a good shield.

Moreover, a cross-shaped longsword was hidden in the leopard skin, so if they really turned hostile, Yaro could quickly draw his weapon.

"Squeak!"

The wooden door slowly opened, and a burly figure walked out confidently from behind the dark doorway, with numerous torches casting their light upon him.

He was clad in a set of bronze-colored armor that seemed to glow in the firelight. He was not wearing a helmet, which revealed a confident young face.

If he lacked confidence, he wouldn't have opened the door at this time.

He carried no weapon, but attendants carrying heavy swords were already guarding him.

This demonstrates that he has no intention of attacking, and also maintains necessary vigilance.

Baron Claire stood in the light and said in a deep, steady voice, "Friend, come here."

This also shows that the young Baron Claire was not a brainless reckless person.

Instead of carelessly stepping into the shadows, he chose to stand in the light and call out to Aro.

Perhaps, for him, as long as it's not those strange creatures, he has nothing to fear in close combat.

The moment he emerged, Yaro had already determined that this was a formal knight!
That familiar aura of bulging muscles and surging blood was extremely familiar to Yaro.

Although he knew that this was a formal knight, Yaro was not afraid!

As soon as Baron Claire uttered those words, Yarrow immediately stood up and walked a few steps to within two meters of Baron Claire.

For Yarrow, Baron Claire was the best shield right now. With him by his side, there was no need to worry about powerful arrows being shot at him!
As for Baron Claire himself?
In terms of strength and physique, Yaro naturally wouldn't dare to compare himself to a formal knight.

But if we're talking about reaction speed alone—among humans, Yaro has never encountered anyone whose reaction speed is faster than his!
A knight's body does not exceed the range of normal living beings. No matter how much training he undergoes, how can he compare to a weapon made of iron?
At a distance of two meters, if the knight is not wearing armor, Yaro is absolutely confident that he can kill him with one blow!

Even if the knight were fully armored, Yaro was still confident that he could quickly cripple him with his weapon!
One word—fast!

Baron Claire, unaware of Yaro's thoughts, felt a surge of goodwill towards Yaro upon seeing him walk out openly. After observing Yaro by the firelight, he couldn't help but laugh heartily, "My friend, what a sorry sight!"

There's no need to elaborate on Yaro's current state.

His hair was dry and yellow, his skin was jet black, and his body was thin. He was wearing a huge bear skin with large and small spots burned by flames, and he was holding a stack of half-eaten leopard skins with bloodstains still wet in his hand.

However, in appearance, Yaro was not much different from the refugees, but he had a pair of bright and confident eyes.

Of course... it must be admitted that the bearskin coat Yaro was wearing and the leopard fur he was holding were huge pluses, making him someone not to be underestimated.

Yaro deliberately performed an elaborate aristocratic bow, his large bearskin coat unable to conceal his elegance, and then smiled and said, "I got lost in the mountains and wandered around for several months before finally finding my way here."

"Because I haven't seen anyone for so long, I was a little excited after arriving here, and rushed over before dawn. Please forgive me, Baron."

"it's okay no problem!"

Baron Claire's eyes grew even closer upon seeing the courtesy shown by Yarrow, and he waved his hand, saying, "Please come in, let's talk inside!"

The fairy tale of the Princess and the Pea also tells this story, doesn't it?

To a prince, no noblewoman, no matter how wealthy, is less desirable than a real princess in dire straits.

This expresses the very real truth that people of the same kind are always more likely to be accepted.

This is also an experience that Yaro gained through his previous life.

Therefore, when Yarrow encounters Desi, who is living in exile, he speaks the same language as Desi.

When encountering these self-proclaimed nobles, Yarrow would also employ the etiquette he had learned in his childhood.

When Yaro used the noble etiquette, even the guards and servants around him subtly relaxed their vigilance, and a hint of awe appeared in their expressions.

This is the power of habit.

For these people, class was deeply ingrained, and the nobility was an unattainable existence.

When they discovered that Yarrow might be a nobleman, their suspicions about him inexplicably lessened considerably.

After all—so much propaganda says that nobles are born sacred.

Yaro observed this and began to pay more attention to Claire.

No amount of publicity can compare to having a real example right in front of you.

This situation also indicates another issue.

Even in performance, Claire probably did most of what was advertised!
(End of this chapter)