The next morning, the snow continued to fall, but Sean had brought Luke and him to the hotel in the town.

    After coming to this world for more than two weeks, Sean really didn''t take a good tour of his territory, because he was busy with funerals at the beginning, but later when he was better, he met a heavy snow day, so he didn''t find a good opportunity.

    This time, I finally have an excuse to come to the town... This small town is not as bad as I thought, but it is definitely not very good.

    The snow covered most of the road, making it look passable and not too dirty, but the buildings look very old. Sean asked Luke about the tax revenue of the whole territory for a year. The total is 10000 yuan. On average, almost everyone gives himself one or two yuan a year. Even the empire can receive 7000 or 7000 yuan a year. In addition, some daily necessities have 10000 yuan.

    In other words, the income of his territory is a little higher than the state subsidy, and he is still a nobleman at the lowest level of Baron. It can be imagined how poor the territory is.

    But even if it is poorer, there are still some infrastructure, because occasionally there are some outsiders, whether for tourism or scientific research, there must be some places to live and play. This is also a rare time for foreign income in the town

    "My Lord, I asked the owner of the hotel before. There were five of them, three men and two women. They looked like they came from the north, and it is said that they had inquired about the whereabouts of a special coin, which is estimated to be used in ancient times." said Luke, the bachelor who had been with them.

    Ancient coins?

    Sounds like an archaeological team.

    At this time, Luke also took out a golden thing and a short musket from his pocket.

    "Take this again, my Lord. If you encounter danger, you can use it directly. I bought it when I was in COGA city. I haven''t used it in recent years, but it should still work."

    It''s a musket!

    Sean took the guy in the other party''s hand. This thing actually exists in this world. Unexpectedly, it''s still the era of hot weapons.

    When you hold it in your hand, only different data will appear in your own eyes:

    [crude musket: ammunition 1, damage 50 ~ 500]

    A round of ammunition? And what''s the damage range.

    Is there a saying of hitting high and hitting low? Sean pointed the barrel at himself.

    "Oh, be careful, my Lord. It''s so dangerous! He needs to use it like this..." Luke waved a spring on the barrel, which should look like a safe button, and then demonstrated how to use it again.

    Oh, I see!

    When Sean looked at the muzzle of the gun, he understood what the so-called damage range meant. If he hit the palm of his hand, the damage must not be fatal. If he shot against the head, it should be the so-called maximum damage.

    According to the average person''s blood volume of 1000, even a shot in the head can''t be solved! Sure enough, it''s a crude musket.

    At the same time, Sean''s Tucao came to make complaints about the two floors of the house. This is a wooden building, so long as someone upstairs walks the whole building can hear him.

    But what Sean needs more than sound is to adapt to his vision. In his own eyes, the world is the same. Only when he looks at a place, he will jump out of a pile of data and tips.

    "Today we''ll go to the mountain before the snow gets bigger. This is our chance..."

    The voice of a middle-aged man came from above the corridor.

    When he came up, Sean almost didn''t spit out the water he had just drunk.

    Poof!

    "What''s the matter, my lord?"

    This move also attracted each other''s attention. The middle-aged man came down and followed four other people behind him. Two men and two women were exactly five.

    "Who is this?" the other party looked at Sean suspiciously.

    Feel the heart beating!

    It''s not because the other party looks so scary, but because the attribute is too high!

    [60006000, neutral.] and then the mental state column of [doubt!].

    I''m afraid this is the highest blood volume I''ve ever seen. It''s three times more than Dante. I don''t know whether the ability can be superimposed according to the blood volume, but whether it is superimposed or not, the level of the other party is much higher than Danti, and it is also higher than the people in the whole tylermian town.

    And not only him, but also the two slightly younger men behind him have 6000 HP, and even the girl is 5000... And the last girl.

    [8000400000, cold.] is also a [confused!] expression.

    Eight thousand!

    Cough, cough, cough~~

    "Sir, are you all right? Do you want to go back and have a rest." Luke, who was on the side, was choking with water and was busy patting Sean behind his back.

    The five people opposite looked at each other, raised eyebrows and shrugged, with an expression of not knowing what had happened.

    Calm down, calm down!

    Sean reminded himself that the other party didn''t know he knew their strength, as long as he didn''t do it.

    Calm down

    At least he is an imperial aristocrat. They shouldn''t dare to mess around.

    It was only yesterday that Sean clearly understood that the imperial nobles were under special protection that he dared to bring Luke here, but now it seems that even bringing others is useless.

    "This is Baron vigre of the taylmian region," replied Luke proudly before Sean spoke first.

    Nobility has become a symbol of nobility in the eyes of ordinary people. Even if they are mercenaries or other organizations, they need to be polite to nobility. This is the imperial rule or the rule of the whole world.

    "It''s Baron vigil. Nice to meet you!" the oldest middle-aged man took the lead in answering. It seems that he should be the leader of the five people.

    Sean saw that except him, the others had more or less carried some instruments on their bodies, and the largest was even carried on their shoulders by a man, because it was snowy outside, and the clothes worn by five people were thicker.

    It''s a gray black coat made of animal fur mixed together. It also has a hood, which almost covers several people''s side faces, especially the two girls. Their faces are covered with dirt like dirt, giving people a feeling of plain appearance, as if they were deliberately hiding themselves.

    But in Sean''s opinion, she may really be hiding herself.

    "I''m Sean Weigel. I heard that there are some researchers in town. I''m very curious! So come and have a look." when introducing, I glanced at the last girl from the corner of my eye.

    8000 HP, which means she is higher than the four people. The next 4000 should be magic value.

    Because Dante just got cursed yesterday, there must be someone who knows magic among outsiders. Sean has never seen the so-called magic person before.

    This time there are two figures, which should be magicians.

    "I see. I didn''t expect Baron vigil to be interested in archaeology. It''s a rare hobby. I''m Kerry, the captain of the mercenary team. We accepted the task from the ''recorder'' to carry out archaeological excavation in your place. I didn''t expect to meet the LORD with the same research." the man who claimed to be Kerry motioned the team members to wait a moment, and then directly pulled a stool to sit opposite Sean.

    And Sean also noticed that the state on his head changed from neutral to friendly, which showed that he was not lying.

    Not only the attitude has changed, but also the state of doubt has disappeared and turned into a state of [excitement!].

    As for the other players, they have their own state.

    What [impatient!], [banana irritable!] [hungry!] and even the strange attitude of [whispering!].

    There are still people scolding themselves!