Heir to the Kingdom of 1.4 billion people

Chapter 12: His Highness's Kindness is as Great as the Sun in the Sky

Because the journey was long and they had too many things on hand, it was already dusk when Xia Mingyu and Berg returned to the village.

The sky at this moment is like a gradient oil painting, with orange and violet colors interwoven, dyeing the clouds dark gold and covering the ground with a light golden gauze, which is very beautiful.

"Your Majesty, the noble and kind Mingyu Xia, has taken pity on the hardship and coldness of our village and has granted us a gift of fifteen silver soles and fifty bronze soles!"

As soon as he returned to the village, Berg couldn't wait to stand under the old oak tree in the center of the village with his money bag and shouted at the top of his voice.

Although he felt embarrassed, Xia Mingyu did not stop it.

After all, these coins must have a history; it's impossible to say that he and Berg stole them together.
After hearing Berg's shout, the villagers spread the word and came out of their simple houses made of thatch and logs. Soon they surrounded the open space in front of the old oak tree.

Robert, the village chief, trembled as he walked out of the crowd. He bent his knees towards Xia Mingyu and knelt deeply on the ground. Then he spread out his calloused hands and said in a choked voice:

"Your Majesty, your generosity is as great as the sun in the sky. Our entire village will always remember your kindness. May the gods bless you and may you return to your kingdom soon!"

God knows how much pain he has been suffering these days because of the agricultural tax. If he had to see his villagers being reduced to slaves and sold away with his own eyes, he would rather die by banging his head against this old oak tree!

"Your Highness, it's your turn."

Seeing this, Berg hurriedly handed the purse in his arms to Xia Mingyu. After all, he was not qualified to throw away the coins.

Xia Mingyu took the purse and poured all the coins inside into Robert's outstretched hands.

Those gushing silver coins, which could not be held by a pair of big hands, greatly stimulated the emotions of the surrounding villagers.

"Your Highness, you are the kindest person I have ever met. From now on, whenever you want to eat red fruit, I will give it to you no matter how much."

Simp prostrated himself on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes like a spring.

This was his happiest day, even happier than yesterday when His Highness praised his red fruits for being delicious.

"Your Highness, you are our savior!"

"Your Highness, I always thought that if my child was reduced to a slave, I would kill him in advance to prevent him from suffering for the rest of his life. Thank you for allowing us mother and son to continue living!"

"Mom, you want to kill me?!"

The crowd was filled with choked voices of gratitude. After a moment, a little boy, ignoring his parents' cries, squeezed out of the crowd, walked up to Xia Mingyu, and asked innocently:

"Your Highness, can you give me a copper sole for black bread?"

Hearing this, the crowd around burst into laughter.

Xia Mingyu chuckled and nodded. He took out two copper sols from his pocket and gently put them into the little boy's palm.

"Use it to buy some black bread, and don't eat too much." Xia Mingyu touched the little boy's head and whispered.

The little boy ran back happily holding the copper coin, and was then pulled aside by his parents to play mixed doubles. The surrounding villagers tacitly shielded the family from view, so that the little boy's wailing would not affect His Highness's mood.

Xia Mingyu looked at the villagers in front of him who were so moved that they burst into tears and worshiped him just because of some coins. While feeling emotional, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

According to Anlia, the lord of the Black Wolf Territory is a good nobleman, and the tax revenue in the territory is already one of the lowest in the entire Kingdom of Sosia.

But even so, the villagers of Fruit Basket Village still lack the ability to withstand even a single unexpected event. Even their children can't afford the cheapest black bread, and they even risk being sold into slavery every year. So just imagine what life is like for the people in other territories of the kingdom?
Thinking of this, the smile on Xia Mingyu's face gradually disappeared. He looked solemn and fell into deep thought.

At the same time, the long string of white text above his head - "Heir to the Kingdom of 1.4 Billion Citizens" - inexplicably flashed with a faint green light.

A few days later, in the Howling Wolf Forest.

The sunlight shines through the layers of leaves, casting a mottled pattern of light and shadow.

A fat, gray-brown hare was squatting quietly on a piece of green grass, its pink ears trembling slightly as it listened vigilantly to the movements around it.

Its three-lobed mouth chewed the grass quickly, and its whiskers trembled slightly, making it look both focused and alert.

Swish!
Suddenly an arrow flew from a distance, but its flight trajectory was crooked, and the feathers at the tail of the arrow were swaying back and forth in the air, drawing an irregular arc.

Finally, the arrow pierced into the mud five meters away from the hare with a "whoosh", splashing a few pieces of grass and dust.

The startled hare's ears stood up straight in an instant, and the next second it jumped high like a spring, rushing towards the grass like an arrow from a bow, and disappeared in the dense forest in the blink of an eye, leaving only the crooked arrow stuck in the ground.

At this time, two figures emerged from the bushes not far away. They were Xia Mingyu and Berg.

"Your Highness, with all due respect, you simply do not possess exceptional talent as a hunter."

Berg walked over and easily pulled out the arrow stuck in the ground, and gave a wry smile to Xia Mingyu who was still fiddling with the bow and arrow.

He had put it as tactfully as possible. In fact, he suspected that any boy from the village who loved to throw stones would be more suitable to be a hunter than His Highness.

"alright."

Xia Mingyu sighed and gave up fiddling with the bow and arrow in his hand.

After learning that the professional protection in this world could bring all kinds of wonderful abilities, including that the businessman was most likely relying on this ability to withstand Berg's full-strength arrow, he became extremely interested in professional protection.

After all, no one on the blue planet would not want to acquire this kind of supernatural power.

In order to obtain career protection, the first thing to do is to find a job.

Everyone in the village is a farmer, except Berg, who is a hunter.

And according to Berg, the ability brought by the hunter is gaze. As long as he calms his mind and gazes, he can see farther and wider. Whether in terms of fighting or escaping, this ability is undoubtedly much more practical than the farming ability brought by the farmer.

Therefore, Xia Mingyu naturally wanted to work as a hunter, but unfortunately, even though Berg had tried his best to teach him, he was like the stubborn stone on the top of the Flower-Fruit Mountain, knowing nothing.

"Your Highness, even if you have talent as a hunter, I do not recommend you become one. After all, for a noble like you, bloodthirsty hunting will only tarnish your honor. There must be a career more suitable for you."

Berg thought about it and gave sincere advice.

"Besides, my father told me that identity protection is innate, but occupation protection is a summary of a person's past life."

"Given your age, Your Highness, your career should have been decided long ago. Perhaps you just need an opportunity."

　Happy New Year's Eve~(*^▽^*)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)