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The next morning, the heavy snow continued to fall, but Sean had already brought Luke and the others to the hotel in town.
Sean has not really had a good time exploring his territory in this world for more than two weeks, because he was busy with funeral arrangements at the beginning, and then when things got better, he encountered heavy snow, so he has not found a good opportunity.
This time I finally have an excuse to come to the town... This small village is not as bad as I imagined, but it is definitely not great either.
The snow covered most of the road, making it look passable and not too dirty, but the buildings looked very old. Sean had asked Luke about the annual tax revenue for the entire territory, and it totaled just over 20,000 coins. That averaged out to about two coins per person per year. Even with the imperial supplement, he received 7,000 to 8,000 coins per year. Add in some daily necessities, and you'd get at least 10,000 coins.
In other words, the income of one of his own territories was twice as high as the state subsidy, and he was still a baron, the lowest level of noble. You can imagine how poor the territory of Telemian was.
But even if it's poorer, there's still infrastructure, because sometimes outsiders come, whether for tourism or research, and they always need somewhere to live and play. This is also a rare time when the town has outside income...
"Sir, I asked the innkeeper before. There are five of them in total, three men and two women. They look like they are from the north. It is said that they asked around for the whereabouts of a special coin, which is probably a coin used in ancient times." said the bachelor Luke who had been following him.
Ancient coins?
It sounds more like an archaeological team.
At this time, Luke took out a golden object from his waist bag, a short musket.
"Sir, please take this. If you encounter danger, just use it. I bought this when I was in Koga City. I haven't used it in all these years, but it should still be useful."
It’s actually a musket!
Sean took the weapon from the other person's hand. This thing actually existed in this world. He didn't expect that it was still the era of hot weapons.
When you hold it in your hand, different data will appear in your eyes:
[Crude Rifle: 1 Ammunition, Damage 50~500]
One round? And what's with the damage range?
Is there still a saying about hitting high and low? Sean pointed the gun barrel at himself.
"Oh, be careful, sir. This is dangerous! He needs to use it like this..." Luke moved a spring on the barrel of the gun, which looked like a safety button, and then demonstrated how to use it.
Oh, I see!
When Sean looked at the muzzle of the gun, he understood what the so-called damage range meant. If it was shot at the palm, the damage would definitely not be fatal. If it was shot at the head, that would be the so-called maximum damage.
Considering that the average HP of an ordinary person is 1,000, even shooting him in the head wouldn't solve the problem! It was indeed a crude musket.
Just as Sean was complaining, a sound came from the second floor of the house... This is a wooden building, and as long as someone walks upstairs, everyone in the building can hear it.
But what Sean needs more than sound is to adapt to his own vision. The world is the same in his eyes. Only when he looks closely at a certain place will a bunch of data and prompts pop up.
"Today we must take advantage of the increasing snow to get into the mountains. This is our chance..."
A middle-aged man's voice came from the corridor above.
When he popped up, Sean almost vomited out the water he had just drunk.
puff!
"What's wrong, sir?"
This action also attracted the other party's attention. When the middle-aged man walked down, there were four other people following him, two men and two women, exactly five people.
"Who is this?" The other party looked at Sean in confusion.
I feel my heart beating!
It’s not because the other person looks scary, but because his attributes are too high!
[6000/6000, Neutral.] and then [Confused!] appear on the mental status bar.
This was probably the person with the highest HP he'd ever seen, three times higher than Dante's. He didn't know if abilities could be stacked based on HP, but regardless, his level was significantly higher than Dante's, and by extension, higher than everyone in Thelmian.
And it's not just him, the two slightly younger men behind him also have 6000 health points, and even the girl has 5000... and the last girl.
[8000/8000, 4000/4000, indifferent.] The same expression of [confused!]
Eight thousand!
Cough cough cough~~
"Sir, are you okay? Do you want to go back and rest?" Luke, who was standing by, saw that Sean was almost choking to death from the water, and was busy patting him on the back.
The five people opposite looked at each other, raised their eyebrows, shrugged their shoulders, and looked like they didn't know what was going on.
Calm down, calm down!
Sean reminded himself in his heart that the other party didn't know that he understood their strength, so he just had to not do anything.
Keep a calm mind...
After all, I am an imperial noble, and they shouldn't dare to do anything wrong.
Just yesterday, Sean knew clearly that the imperial nobles were under special protection, so he dared to bring Luke and the other two here so boldly. But now it seems that it would be useless even if he brought others with him.
"This is Baron Weiger of the Telemian region." Before Sean could speak, Luke beside him answered proudly.
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