Chapter : 46

Yan Yunqing thought Lilian's suggestion was good, but Cornelia might not agree.

She stayed behind and even infiltrated the prince's mansion to find her sister.

She might not agree to help them sneak into the prince's mansion.

How about... we help Cornelia find her sister's whereabouts first?

Yan Yunqing considered the feasibility of this matter, but there was too little information about Cornelia's sister, and it involved the royal family.

Yan Yunqing didn't think he could gather any useful information with his previous methods of collecting information.

In any case, let's find an opportunity to meet Cornelia first.

The longer it dragged on, the sooner Feu would turn his attention to Sunset Village.

After all, the matter was too coincidental.

First, someone from Sunset Village suddenly came to ask for help, saying that demonic beasts had appeared near Sunset Village again.

Then, Dean, the culprit of the tragic incident six years ago, was inexplicably killed in his home.

Then, Lane, a villager from Sunset Village who was imprisoned in the dungeon, went missing and his life or death was unknown due to a sudden accident.

Even if Feu's attention was initially diverted by the overt 'Blood Mist', after a long time, he would definitely associate it with someone figuring out what happened six years ago and killing Dean to avenge Sunset Village.

Then, as the only unfamiliar face in Sunset Village and the only one with the strength to do so, Yan Yunqing would be in a very dangerous situation.

He had to get rid of Feu as soon as possible, and it would be best if he could also cause some serious damage to the Augreer family, so that they would be too busy to pay attention to his existence for a while.

Yan Yunqing could also take this opportunity to escape.

Yan Yunqing also had a new plan for his future destination.

He needed to go to a place where he could level up as quickly as possible and not be restricted by the Bartovita Empire.

There were two options.

One was Romunik, the other great empire on the Ailman continent.

As an empire, it was impossible for Bartovita to extend its reach into Romunik.

Moreover, as an empire, its territory would definitely not be small, and there would be more places to level up, which was very suitable for Yan Yunqing to find a place to level up.

The other was to find the territory of a neutral force.

Yan Yunqing had inquired that there were still quite a few neutral forces that did not belong to any empire today, and there were three that could compete with Bartovita.

The first was the Free City in the southwest of the Ailman continent.

It was the territory of bounty hunters and most of the people and aliens who walked in the gray area.

It was separated from Bartovita by the entire Romunik Empire and was in a desert area. If Bartovita discovered him, its reach would be too short;

The second was Sigret Academy, located in the middle of the continent, bordering the two great empires.

This was the highest institution of learning in the entire Ailman continent, and it had produced countless top-level mages and swordsmen.

No force was willing to offend such an advanced institution with vast knowledge, not to mention that there were countless neutral top-level mages and swordsmen inside.

Becoming a student of the academy was equivalent to being protected by these big shots;

And the third is…

The Church of Light, the major antagonist boss that inevitably exists in every Western fantasy game/novel/movie setting.

In "Demon King," the Church of Light, as believers of the God of Light, had always been at the forefront of the War of the Gods.

Because the God of Light was the head of the six great gods, the Church of Light was also very large, with countless believers.

In the later stages, it caused no small amount of trouble for the Demon King.

Of course, in the end, the Demon King still smoothly killed all the Pope and Bishops of the Church of Light on the surface.

Coupled with the fall of the God of Light, the Church of Light ceased to exist after the establishment of the Eternal Empire.

And this new Church of Light that has emerged now is clearly not the same Church of Light as before.

The deity they believe in is not the God of Light, but the newly born Goddess of Light after the mass fall of the gods.

To be honest, Yan Yunqing had always been skeptical of this newly established Church of Light. After all, so many gods had fallen, and he had never heard of a new god being born anywhere, yet a Goddess of Light suddenly appeared.

Although he didn't know the rules and conditions for the birth of gods, it couldn't be that you were the only special case in the entire continent, right?

What's more, this was a game world. Such a suspicious thing was definitely not a coincidence.

There might be related plots mentioned later, but there were too few clues now, and Yan Yunqing couldn't analyze anything.

If the God of Light hadn't been personally killed by the Demon King and confirmed to be dead in the game, Yan Yunqing would have suspected that this Goddess of Light was the God of Light in disguise.

…Of course, it was also possible that the remnants of the Church of Light had fabricated the birth of a new goddess in order to revive the church, thereby gathering believers and attempting to re-establish that huge Church of Light.

Yan Yunqing never underestimated the degree of superstition of the people in this world.

After all, there were gods in this world, and gods could really save people from suffering… It was just that there were fewer such gods.

Most gods were the culprits of war and death.

Don't look at the Demon King's previous bad reputation, but because he ended the hundreds of years of the War of the Gods, there were quite a few people who believed in him—even though the Demon King himself was not a god.

All in all, Yan Yunqing had many choices.

However, he was not very interested in the choice of running from the Bartovita Empire to another empire.

He was more inclined to go to a neutral faction and then develop stealthily.

And among the three neutral factions, the Church of Light, which was clearly not a good thing, had to be excluded.

That left only the Free City and Sigret Academy.

Yan Yunqing hadn't officially decided where to go yet.

He would make the choice on the day he was about to leave.

After sorting out his thoughts, Yan Yunqing packed up and walked out of the inn's main entrance under the guise of the gloomy mage.

There was no choice. He had moved into this inn openly.

He couldn't just not show his face for several days in a row. Wouldn't that be writing "I have a problem" on his face?

Yan Yunqing was very dedicated to managing his false identity.

He wore a wide magic robe with the hood pulled up.

Although only half of his face was visible, anyone could tell at a glance that he was the gloomy and unsociable Lord Mage.

The passing attendants bowed and greeted him.

Yan Yunqing ignored them and walked past with his head down.

Those attendants didn't even show a surprised expression.

Yan Yunqing thought to himself: As expected, playing such a mage image is really cool.

I can talk to whoever I want and ignore those I don't want to talk to.

I can pretend to be autistic and avoid socializing.

Yan Yunqing stepped out of the inn and walked normally on the street, seemingly strolling aimlessly in the crowd.

In fact, he was taking a detour with a very clear purpose.

After circling twice and confirming that no one was following him, Yan Yunqing found a small alley, deactivated his role-play, and changed back to his own appearance.

However, he was still dressed in a low-key manner.

Yan Yunqing didn't let Lilian out.

He changed into very ordinary clothes with two patches.

He had bought these clothes from a villager in Sunset Village.

His request was that they should look as inconspicuous as possible, preferably with patches and holes.

At that time, the villager had looked at him as if he were looking at a rich fool, almost calling his friends and relatives to say that there was a fool here who wanted to buy torn clothes, and they should hurry over to fleece him.

Yan Yunqing: You people who don't understand the art of disguise!

After changing into the torn clothes, Yan Yunqing slightly modified his face to make himself look like a real commoner youth, and restrained all the aura that did not match his external image.

After all the disguises were done, Yan Yunqing strolled leisurely on the street, like a drop of water flowing into the sea, without attracting any attention.

At most, people who saw him would just think that this young man looked quite clean.

This was the effect he wanted.

This street was the most prosperous commercial street in the entire capital.

Yan Yunqing bought some scattered daily necessities from the street vendors, put them all in a bag, and at the same time observed all the vendors on the entire street, secretly listening to their conversations and catching any useful information he could use from the details.

After wandering for more than an hour like this, Yan Yunqing returned to the small alley, changed into another set of torn clothes, changed his face again, put the things he had just bought into his backpack, and started a new round of buying things and listening to news.

Lilian was tired in his hood, so Yan Yunqing simply let her out to play. He inquired about news here alone.

Walking and stopping, Yan Yunqing finally stopped in front of a fruit stall and asked in the local accent: "How much are these purple-skinned fruits?"

The stall owner was an old woman.

Judging from her appearance, she was very good at gossiping. She was boasting to another old man at the stall next to her about how promising her grandson was.

Hearing Yan Yunqing's voice, she looked up at him, "Three copper coins each. If you buy more, I can give you a discount."

Seeing that Yan Yunqing's appearance was quite presentable, the old woman became more amiable, "Young man, among the several stalls around here, old woman's here sells the cheapest.

They are all grown in my own home, just picked this morning, very fresh!"

Yan Yunqing still seemed a little hesitant.

He struggled for a moment, then nodded, "Then, granny, please pack five purple-skinned fruits for me."

The purple-skinned fruit was a fruit that looked very much like an eggplant.

It was rich in water content and had a dense texture.

It could be eaten as a fruit or as a vegetable in a dish.

Moreover, a single one was not small, so selling it for three copper coins was really cheap.

Poorer families could see this purple-skinned fruit almost at every meal.

Yan Yunqing took out the money bag he had previously taken from the guard, took out a handful of copper coins, counted fifteen of them, and poured them into the small basin on the stall for money.

At the same time, he let out a long sigh, his face filled with sorrow.

The old woman deftly packed five purple-skinned fruits for him, "Young man, do you want anything else?

This long-eared mushroom is super delicious for making soup.

And at the butcher's shop on East Head Street, you can buy two strips of Lulu pig meat. Dinner tonight will be very fragrant!"

The old man next to him complained: "Hey, you're just trying to sell the East Head butcher shop to people.

Who doesn't know that the butcher shop is opened by your relatives!

You're trying to get all the business for your own family."

The old woman glared at him, "What's wrong, what's wrong?

Is there anything wrong with what I said?

Never mind if it's opened by my relatives or not, you just tell me if the meat they sell is the freshest and cheapest!"

The old man was at a loss for words and muttered: "Who knows..."

Yan Yunqing found that no one was paying attention to his long-held melancholic expression.

His audience had instead started a crosstalk.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he quickly interrupted the argument between the old woman and the old man, "Thanks, granny.

I would like to buy some meat to add some grease to my younger siblings' stomachs, but... sigh..."

Yan Yunqing let out another long sigh.

Seeing from the corner of his eye that the old woman seemed about to start lecturing, he quickly interrupted the incantation, "Actually, my family is not that poor.

I often go out to deliver goods and can earn a lot of money.

It's just that my younger siblings are weak and can't find any decent work."

"Now that my sister is about to reach the age of marriage, she has taken a fancy to a man from a good family.

Unfortunately, the other party doesn't think much of my sister.

My sister has been crying at home for the past few days and is on a hunger strike."

Yan Yunqing's face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat fast as he told the lie, and his logic was impeccable.

"Oh my, that's not good!" The old woman's eyebrows knitted together when she heard this.

"A good girl is threatening to die for a man, what's that about?

Is that how she repays her parents who raised her?"

"Sigh, I'm ashamed. Our parents passed away a long time ago.

I've been taking care of them all these years." Yan Yunqing held his breath and made his face slightly red, "It's all because I was busy earning money and neglected my younger siblings too much that I raised them to have such a personality.

If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have known how difficult it is for those women who raise children at home!"

Yan Yunqing put on a good big brother act. Anyone who saw him would have to praise him for being a good person.

If this were on Blue Star, he could even be a candidate for the top ten good youths of China.

Now, the old woman looked at Yan Yunqing with a gaze so gentle that it seemed as if it could drip water.

She nodded repeatedly, "Isn't that right? Raising children is not a simple matter.

How can those big old men who do rough work outside all day understand our hardship?

Sigh, so what are you going to do now? You can't just let the girl continue to not eat or drink!"

It seemed that she hadn't given up on promoting the butcher shop opened by her relatives, "Why don't you make a good meal of meat for your younger sister to whet her appetite first?

That way, you won't have to worry about her continuing to not eat or drink."

Yan Yunqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry and quickly said: "Actually, I already have an idea."

"I plan to save some money to get a new job for my sister. At least with a job, that man who looks down on my sister will have no other reason to criticize her."

Yan Yunqing looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping on their conversation.

He then leaned closer to the old woman and the old man, as if he was about to tell a secret.

The old woman and the old man immediately fell for it.

Once people got old, they couldn't resist this kind of gossip at all.

They all pricked up their ears, ready to hear what Yan Yunqing had to say.

"I heard that the Fifth Prince's mansion is recently recruiting new maids.

My sister happens to meet all the conditions, it's just that she's not beautiful enough.

But she's nimble and will definitely work better than those pretty ones."

Yan Yunqing lied without blinking an eye:

"I'll prepare some money for the manager in charge of recruiting maids. Maybe my sister will be chosen. If she can become a maid in the prince's mansion, my sister's life will be much better in the future."

In this day and age, it was difficult for commoners to live.

Their status was even lower than that of a noble's slave.

Even a city patrol guard could beat and scold a commoner at will, but they wouldn't dare to provoke a noble's commoner.

Just as the old saying goes: you have to look at the master before you beat the dog.

And a commoner with no power or influence was like a stray dog running around on the street. No one would say it was wrong even if they were beaten to death.

For a commoner girl to become a maid in a noble's family, or even in a prince's mansion, it was definitely a promotion across social classes for her family.

Moreover, if a maid in a noble's family did well and gained the favor of her master, she would walk out with her head held high, as if she were a little noble herself.

If what Yan Yunqing said was true, and he really had a sister who was chosen to be a maid in the prince's mansion, her life would be more than just good.

Of course, the choice of the prince's mansion also mattered.

A mansion of a bastard prince like Feu... what was the difference between entering there and entering hell?

The old man was surprised: "The Fifth Prince's mansion?

Why haven't I heard that they're recruiting recently?"

Feu's prince's mansion was indeed not a good place to go, but he was still a prince.

There were always people who unrealistically dreamed of being favored by the prince, a sparrow from the mud flying up the branch and becoming a phoenix.

If it was really rumored that the prince's mansion was recruiting new maids, it was impossible that no one knew.

At the very least, it was impossible for them, the small street vendors, not to know. They were the most well-informed group of people.

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