Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 2 002 Ramd Town

There is no doubt that Baroness Ramde is a lady of considerable respectability and aristocratic bearing.

The atmosphere at the table did not seem too stiff. The graceful and elegant Mrs. Boyanka Landsworth Ramde put down the teacup in her hand.

She looked lovingly at her eldest and second sons, listening to the eldest son's description of the interesting adventures at sea a few days ago. Then she watched the second son lower his head, poking at the vegetables on his plate that he didn't like, and mumbling to himself. Her expression became increasingly gentle, "It seems that this sea experience is indeed very interesting."

"However." Mrs. Boyanka suddenly changed the subject. As a fortune teller, Tang had already noticed something and lowered his head even lower.

Here it comes, the terrifying "motherly love and filial piety",

"A few days ago, Viscount O'Dwyer visited your father." Lady Boyanka looked at her eldest son, who suddenly froze, his face stiffening as if he had remembered something. "You are old enough to discuss marriage, Owen. Your father and I are very pleased with Viscount O'Dwyer's youngest daughter."

As she spoke, she covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled. "Of course, your father and I are not pedantic people. The goddess also encourages marriage and encourages equal and normal interactions between the two sexes. It all depends on you. If you don't like Viscount O'Dwyer's youngest daughter..."

The Kingdom of Loen, founded by the Augustus family, primarily worships the three orthodox gods: the Goddess of Night, the God of Craftsmen, and the Lord of Storms.

It is obvious that Lady Boyanka is a devout believer in the Goddess of Night.

"The Goddess's holy book is always so gentle." Owen smiled awkwardly, then looked at his brother and blinked helplessly.

Tang had just been disturbed from his sweet dream this morning, and when he looked up he could only respond with a helpless expression.

Save the situation? He'd be lucky if he didn't add fuel to the fire.

"Mother, I'm done eating." In order to prevent the fire from burning himself, Tang ignored his brother's somewhat stiff face, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and prepared to go out for a walk.

"Come to think of it, maybe Tang also needs you, mother, to take a good look at him." Seeing that he had no other choice, Owen could only try to divert the matter in another direction.

"Owen is right, Tang, you also need to think carefully about it, not only your background, but also..." Mrs. Boyanka said the same thing while smiling at Tang who suddenly quickened his pace.

Tang fled from the restaurant without stopping, and secretly gave Owen the middle finger before leaving.

Owen responded with what seemed to be a secret gesture between the two of them.

Tang: "I kind of want to slap him."

He declined the servants' idea of ​​following him and walked out of this medieval castle. What he saw was a small town with not many people and not many resources available.

The small town of Ramde was the territory of his father, Baron Wilbert Ramde. It was a place located in the center of the surrounding towns and served as a trading point for the nearby villages. It could barely be called a town.

Baron Ramde, a man who had been a homeless man for a long time after losing his memory, once joined the army to become a knight of the Loen Empire in order to be worthy of the current lord's wife, a noble lady at the time. He won many merits and was eventually granted the title of baron. This is how he got this not-so-good territory and some of the poor people in the territory who were already pale and skinny.

Tang breathed in the fresh air. This place had not yet developed steam engines and most people were still engaged in farming. It felt similar to the Middle Ages in Europe. Although it was not very convenient, the environment was relatively much better.

"Okay, today's task is to strengthen my understanding of the rules of the Puppet Master role. Well, although I already know the rules of the Puppet Master role and have read the entire method of the Puppet Master role from a third-person perspective..."

Tang pondered for a moment, then tapped his left teeth twice before entering a state of clairvoyance. Countless illusory black lines appeared from all around him, thin, numerous, and densely packed.

They spread to the infinity above the head, as if reaching the end of the void, strange and terrifying.

To be honest, if someone with trypophobia saw this scene, they would probably have an attack on the spot.

"And it's quite damaging to your SAN."

Opening the system panel, Tang took a quick look at his status.

Although the dog system kept beeping at him to change his route, he had to admit that sometimes this system was quite useful.

For example, you can see the specific percentage values ​​of your health bar and spirituality, the degree of digestion, and oh, yes, there is one more thing.

He certainly didn't have a mobile warehouse like Gray Mist, so it should have been a headache to carry more extraordinary items or keep some precious materials.

However, since the promotion to Sequence 6 and reaching the middle sequence, the system has opened a ten-grid system space warehouse, and the system space warehouse can be expanded by ten with each promotion to a sequence.

After reaching Sequence Five, the grid naturally expanded to twenty grids. It was easy to access and difficult to defend against, making it more convenient than gray fog in some ways.

"After all, magicians don't perform unprepared performances."

Tang looked at his space grid and took out one of the magical items.

A thin iron chain was attached to the left arm, with a red gem inlaid on the tip of the chain. They were wrapped around the wrist, disguised as an ornament, and casually hidden by the wide sleeves.

Tang walked out of the castle and planned to go to the town for a walk today.

Generally speaking, nobles and their subjects do not live close to each other. This is not only because the nobles do not want the poor to interfere with their own lives, but also to prevent the various domestic waste generated by the poor from affecting the nobles' appetite and eyes.

It is rare to find people in the Kingdom of Loen who can clean themselves up every day and pick up garbage regularly, especially now that the situation in the Kingdom of Loen has not yet stabilized, and there are constant frictions with surrounding countries. One-third of the people's economic foundation cannot meet their basic needs.

If you don't take a carriage, it takes about twenty minutes to reach the market from the castle at a slow walking pace.

Each spiritual thread in the spiritual vision has a different owner. Tang used the extraordinary ability of the faceless man to change his appearance. While familiarizing himself with the world in the eyes of the secret puppet master, he also did a divination for himself.

The iron chain wrapped around his left wrist became the medium of the pendulum. When he noticed the abnormality of the pendulum, he frowned slightly.

"There's a certain degree of danger, but it's not high." Tang analyzed, "Did someone sneak in here?"

"Well, it's not a high-sequence, and probably not even as high as mine. It's a mid-low-sequence, or an Extraordinary Class that leans towards physical combat."

(End of this chapter)