Mission in another world with my transformed best friend

Chapter 262 The Impression Transformation Plan (Part 1)

Meanwhile, Eun, who had been "insulted," had built up his anger to a certain degree, and one hand was already reaching for the axe at his waist.

Some of the more timid villagers watching couldn't help but close their eyes.

The old village chief stood there dumbfounded. The murderous aura that was so close at hand had no effect whatsoever, even if his old bones were to touch it.

It might even cost you a life!

"No...no, I have a sick wife at home, please, sir..."

The villager who tore off Eun's sleeve was now cowering on the ground, trembling and begging for mercy, but that did not stop the murderous intent on the side.

On the contrary, a satisfied smile appeared on Eun's face, which was filled with anger.

It was a perverse expression of pleasure.

For him, torturing those who beg for mercy always brought a different kind of exhilarating sense of conquest...

"Which hand did you use to tear it?"

"Ah...me? This hand..."

"Stretch out!"

"Sir... what are you going to do?"

“I’m a reasonable person. I punish where you make a mistake… Since it was your hand that made the mistake, there’s no need to ‘include’ other parts of your body, right?”

"No...no! If I only have one hand left, I can't work and earn money, and my wife at home will..."

"For the crime of insulting an adult, I've already forgiven you with an arm. Now, obediently kneel down like a dog, stretch out your hand, fingers spread, and I'll chop off your fingers one by one, then..."

"Ugh, I'll hand over the money pouch, please spare me!"

Eun gave a signal to the people behind him, and several men immediately rushed over, pinned the villager to the ground, forcibly straightened one of his arms, and stomped on it...

"stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind.

Eun simply turned his head slightly, his brows furrowing.

It's Rumia!

On ordinary days, most villagers don't give a friendly look to this "neighbor" in the forest near Cosimo village.

But this unexpected act of "drawing a sword to help" instantly stunned everyone.

Rumia approached with a smile.

Behind her was Martha, who was carrying a box.

As the two walked over one after the other, Eun snorted coldly.

"Hmph, you elven woman, don't think you can just order me to stop because you paid your taxes in full! If you piss me off, watch out..."

"Oh dear, I know. Tax Officer Eun is just doing his job. There's no need to resort to bloody methods, especially since we'll be seeing each other again next year."

"Good to know. So, can I take your current actions as an attempt to 'stand up' for this village?"

Rumia chuckled, walked past Eun, and addressed a group of villagers.

"I'm here to help Cosimo village 'reduce taxes'..."

"Tax cuts?"

Seeing Ewan's confusion, Martha had already placed the box on the table, and when she opened it, it was full of gold coins.

The villagers were stunned when they saw it; this box of gold coins was almost equivalent to the annual GDP of Cosimo Village.

Rumia looked around, her gaze finally settling on the old village chief, and smiled.

“Village chief, I’ve watched you grow up. I never imagined that after all these decades, you’d still be the same, always putting up with whatever comes your way. Even now, when villagers I see every day are about to have their limbs cut off in front of you, you can only watch helplessly. As their ‘neighbor,’ I can’t bear it…”

"Ah I……"

The old village chief's face flushed red and then turned pale as he was being talked about. At this moment, he was completely overshadowed by Rumia in terms of his aura, status, and even seniority.

"Hey, elf girl, your 'neighborly' feud has nothing to do with me. Don't get in the way of my punishing the guilty, okay? And about the 'tax reduction' you just mentioned, as far as I remember, you don't seem to be one of the tax officials under the hero."

As Eun steered the conversation back to her own topic, Rumia snorted coldly and turned to stare intently at him...

That look made Eun feel a little uneasy.

"Yes, I'm not a tax official, but your face... I seem to have seen it somewhere before when I was traveling all over the continent... a city wall? A bulletin board?"

"Shut up! What exactly are you trying to do, you elf girl?! Taking advantage of this to delay tax collection will incur the wrath of the Hero."

"You little brother... that's a bit too formal of you. My intention was to help you finish your work quickly."

"help me?"

Eun squinted, his gaze falling on the box of gold coins on the table beside him, as if he understood something.

Rumia didn't want to waste any more words, so she cleared her throat and spoke loudly.

“Starting this year, and continuing for five years from now, I will make up for any shortfall in tax revenue for ‘Cosimo Village’…”

When the villagers heard this, they thought they were dreaming.

After all, for Rumia, this "neighbor" in the forest on the edge of the village, who is rarely seen, the impression left over for so many years has been that she is a "traitor."

Why did the sun rise in the west today?

Why would someone inexplicably come up with such a large sum of money to make up for the tax shortfall? Is there some other purpose behind it?

However, when they heard the promise that would last for "five years," the villagers, though still prejudiced, were helpless because the offer was simply too much.

Soon, amidst cheers from the villagers, the tax collection was completed.

Eun took the tax bag, hung it on his horse, and looked at it with a hint of resentment.

This is completely different from what he had envisioned—taking the opportunity to "have some fun."

Unfortunately, his current role is that of a "tax official," so even though he's very unhappy, he can only suppress his anger.

So Ewan could only return dejectedly with a small team...

"Wow, Aunt Lumia, thank you so much..." ("You should call me 'older sister'!")

"A timely help is always appreciated; a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative." ("Yes, yes, that's only right.")

"Compared to the old village chief...why don't you become the village chief?" ("Can I? Let me think about it...hehe.")

……

After Eun left, Lumia dealt with the villagers' gazes as if they were looking at a "god of wealth" and cheered loudly for a while, then waved her hand to indicate that it was time to get down to business.

"As I said before, fellow villagers of 'Cosimo Village,' I also grew up in the nearby forest. I hope you won't take it to heart if I cause any disturbance."

"Actually, we elves really want to get along well with everyone."

"But the rumors passed down from generation to generation on the mainland all think that we are like 'parasites'."

“We also want to get rid of this ‘label,’ but we just need the right opportunity.”

"And today, this 'opportunity' has ripened, thanks to my daughter—Alice!"