Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 10 Pumpkin Farm

"Why go to the pumpkin farm at this time?" Herag asked, puzzled.

Now that the autumn harvest is over, the pumpkin farm is empty, so no one will bother with it, and there's no point in stationing there.

Seeing Emil's awkward expression, he suddenly understood: "Fine, I'll go with you, but are you really sure you've thought this through?"

He could tell that day that Emil and Melissa truly liked each other.

Emil's trip to the pumpkin farm was most likely an attempt to hide away for a while until Melissa got married.

He patted Hrag on the head: "Kids shouldn't ask about adult matters!"

Herag could tell that Emil was in a hurry, so he quickly tidied himself up and went out with him.

At the castle gate, two horses were already ready, their backs laden with packages of various sizes, all containing supplies for the winter.

Herag turned to look at Emil and noticed that he looked rather listless, probably because he hadn't slept all night.

"Emil!" Melissa's voice came from afar, and Herag turned around to see a beautiful figure running towards him.

"Go!" Emil hardened his heart, immediately mounted his horse and rode away.

Helag saw him dash off in a flash, then turned back and saw Melissa running towards him. Not wanting to get involved in these noble affairs, he mounted his horse and rode off after her.

When he rode across the river, he looked back and saw Melissa kneeling at the castle gate, seemingly weeping.

The mountains and forests have changed their appearance in autumn. The mountains are covered with red leaves, and the forests are dyed in layers of color. The mountain paths are covered with fallen leaves, and the horses' hooves make a rustling sound when they step on them.

Emil was preoccupied and remained silent throughout the journey, but Hrag ignored him, treating it as a picnic.

Although he is young, he has lived two lives and has far more experience in this area than Emir. Everything will take time to settle.

There's no mission on this trip, so there's no rush.

They also passed by that cave on the way, where Hrag and Emil both stopped for a while.

Emil poured two glasses of wine onto the ground, gave a knightly salute, and left silently.

Seven days later, the two arrived at the pumpkin farm.

The pumpkin farm is located at the foot of the Emerald Mountains. The two walked down the mountain road and after passing through the forest, a wide plain suddenly opened up before them.

The plains are dotted with farmland of varying sizes, where crops such as wheat and pumpkins are grown on a daily basis.

Since the autumn harvest is over, most of the farmland is bare.

In the middle of the pumpkin farm is a large courtyard, surrounded by walls made of thick stones, resembling a defensive fortification.

"This is to protect against wild animals, and also to defend against occasional enemy attacks," Emil explained.

The farm gate was also a heavy iron gate. Emil walked to the gate and knocked gently.

After a long while, faint footsteps could be heard from inside, and an old man with a hoarse voice asked, "Who is it?"

"Captain of the castle guard, Emil, have come to take up your post," Emil replied.

"Who?" The old man inside seemed not to have heard clearly.

Emil had no choice but to raise his voice and say it again.

This time, the old man seemed to hear clearly, as the metallic sound of a key being inserted into a lock came from behind the door.

squeak...

The door slowly opened, accompanied by a screeching sound. Behind the door stood an old man dressed in a bulky cotton coat.

The old man's skin was as dry as tree bark, and his eyes were so cloudy that it was hard to tell if he could see clearly.

"You must be Massimo? I am Emil, this is a token." Emil took out his knight captain's badge and handed it over.

Massimo took the badge without even glancing at it, but instead ran his hand over it before handing it back to Emil, saying, "Come in."

"He is the only person stationed on the farm, and he has been here for forty years," Emil explained.

"Forty years..." Herag looked at the old man with faltering steps, somewhat surprised.

"Remember, don't leave your rooms at night, no matter what noise you hear. There are evil spirits in the mountains. Guards have been stationed here in previous winters, but they always disappeared the next morning. You have to be careful," Massimo said as he walked ahead.

"Demons? Do such things really exist?" Herag asked.

Massimo did not respond and ignored Helag completely.

Emil said, "In the past, guards were indeed stationed here in the winter, but without exception they all disappeared, so we stopped sending guards here in the winter."

"Then shall we do it again?" Herag looked at her with a look of utter disbelief.

Emil laughed, "Haha, the talk of demons is just a rumor. There are many wild animals hunting in the mountains in winter, and going out at night is indeed risky, but are you and I afraid of wild animals?"

Herag thought about it and realized it made sense; ordinary wild beasts would just be snacks. But what he feared was that there was something strange about this place, and he couldn't view it with the same perspective he had in his previous life.

There are more than a dozen houses on the farm, some large and some small. The larger houses are mostly warehouses, used to store grain or other items.

The smaller houses were generally living quarters. Massimo lived in a small hut at the northernmost part of the farm, while Emil and Helag lived in a large three-story house in the middle of the farm.

The house was rather messy, but the two tidied it up a bit, making it feel somewhat lived-in.

The house also had a cellar. Emil opened the wooden planks covering the cellar, lowered an oil lamp down, and went down after finding that the lamp was still lit.

The cellar contained bags of flour and several large wooden barrels.

Emil's face lit up with delight. He picked up a wooden barrel and sniffed it: "This is all fine wine!"

The two men carried out a bucket, found two cups, and poured bright red wine from the wooden bucket, immediately filling the air with a rich aroma.

"Cheers!" Emil laughed.

"Cheers!"

Both of them were a bit tired after traveling for a long time, so they decided to have some drinks.

A knight's physique is difficult to intoxicate with alcohol. Since there was no one else around, Herag boldly asked, "You ran here to hide; are you sure you won't regret it later?"

Emil smiled wryly and said, "I regret it now, but there are things more important than my personal feelings."

"The Baron's marriage is for the preservation of the entire territory. If I were to influence this marriage for my own sake, it would implicate the territory and the Baron," he continued.

Herag was somewhat puzzled: "Protect the entire territory? The people of Berhad don't have that capability."

Berhad himself is so poor, how could he possibly pose a threat to the entire Dhur Valley?

Emil looked at Herag and said, "Do you know why the Baron has been able to control the Valley of Dur for so long? Is it because he has many guards? No, it's because the Baron is a Grand Knight, and there aren't many Grand Knights in the entire Kingdom of Norton."

"A Grand Knight is a top-tier combat force that serves as a deterrent, so no one dares to launch a large-scale invasion, because a Grand Knight alone can wipe out your entire family."

"Could it be that Baron...?" Herag suddenly had a guess in his mind. If Baron Buck was not long for this world, then the Dul Valley would be a big piece of fat meat that everyone could take a look at.

(End of this chapter)