“Something like this…….”
Weed quickly took the book in his arms.
“Then we’ll give you this.”
Other residents of the village gave 2nd grading deer leather or cloth. In exchange for receiving the good food they provided items for sewing.
“If you want to go to the Valley of Death, then you will need to follow the Pahel River. All year round the river is frozen thick with ice, and monsters don‘t come out there.”
“In the past, if you went north for about three days, you would reach the Sabi Village. They have unusual methods that are passed down from father to son, and they love to carve things. Even though you will have to pass through dangerous roads, if you’re a craftsman it would be best to go there.”
“The closest fort to the Valley of Death is the Vent Castle. Once it was a thriving with knight during the Niflheim Empire, but now we don’t know what has happened to it.”
The villagers were able to give additional information. Weed had started to think.
‘This is definitely not a coincidence. Of course, to someone as kind, and compassionate like me such blessings would come. ‘
Weed started to cook.