"Okay, this is the last one."
Food rations and a water bag, the best iron sword in the village, a set of civilian clothes, some not much gold coins and a few scattered gems...
There was nothing special about it; it looked no different from the packs of an ordinary traveler on a long journey. I don't know why it was necessary to emphasize preparation.
The only difference was that, as Ning Feng had specifically requested, there was a handwritten letter bearing the Charlie family crest, a church emblem representing Charles's status as a pastor, and a ring signifying the Charlie family's noble status.
Charlie checked and organized everything he had prepared, carefully placing it into the bundle, and hung the iron sword on the horse's back.
The sound of the door lock opening rang out, and Ning Feng's voice came from inside the room:
"Is it ready? I'll come and get it in a bit, just a moment."
Crunch, crunch.
The squelching sound of footsteps on the wooden planks echoed in the room as Ning Feng stepped out, fixing her makeup.
"Sir, you've changed...."
The hempen clothes that were originally stained with wolf blood and looked somewhat worn were replaced with a set of exquisite and solemn noble attire, with a black hooded cloak over them.
After changing into clothing typical of the Dark Ages and adjusting his demeanor, Ning Feng no longer appeared to be a modern person.
His slightly made-up face made the gentle smile that used to hang at the corners of his mouth seem much more fake, revealing an arrogance.
Behind the monocle, his dark eyes were like an abyss, concealing a playful and even more arrogant emotion.
Tall and handsome, with black hair and a mysterious air about him, he also exuded an air of arrogance.
His expression and demeanor perfectly resembled that of a foreign nobleman who lived a carefree life in the Dark Ages and would go hunting with his hounds in his spare time.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Ning Feng adjusted his gloves, adjusted the position of his monocle over his left eye, and smiled at Charlie, who was standing there dumbfounded:
"How is it? Does it fit well?"
This fits better than just perfectly!
Shaking his head, then nodding, Charlie let out a soft breath and sighed:
"Absolutely perfect! With such an air, you are indeed of noble birth."
High nobility?
Ning Feng chuckled and shook his head, seemingly acquiescing without answering.
It's a pity.
That kind of thing no longer exists in today's society.
Those customs and classes had long since faded away with the end of the Dark Ages.
When a situation arises where a single person's strength can influence the course of a battle, how many powerful individuals will succumb to so-called feudal ethics?
Not to mention, members like Ning Feng, who come from large awakened organizations like the Watchers, don't have much awe for the Silver Council.
Even if we maintain respect, it should be for the sake of the other party's strength, not for those classes that seem backward.
The era when one could act recklessly simply because of their birth is long gone.
Nowadays, everything depends on strength.
not to mention……
Even among those who call themselves "nobles," how many truly deserve the title of great noble?
Ning Feng disdained the title of nobleman, but it was indeed a very useful identity in this dark age.
What he is now imitating is the temperament of Sophie, whom he has met once, which he has added his own insights to.
"My lord, is there any deeper meaning behind your preparation of these things?"
After holding back for a moment, Charlie couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering him.
He couldn't help but care; Ning Feng represented the only variable and also embodied all her hopes.
A deeper meaning?
After thinking about what he needed to do next, Ning Feng nodded meaningfully.
"Of course, but I can't tell you the specifics."
There are some, but not many.
It's really not because I don't trust you.
It's not that I haven't thought about it yet!
Justified and confident!
No one can calculate everything from the very beginning.
If there were such a place, I would really like to see it.
He must have had a very hard life.
Looking earnestly into Charlie's eyes, Ning Feng did not flinch and spoke frankly:
"The more I talk, the lower the chance of success in the end."
Although he was making excuses, Ning Feng's words were not entirely lies.
This is a world where gods exist, and at this moment, the Star Chasing Land is still under the influence of the divine realm.
Ning Feng didn't know if he would be noticed by "her," nor did he know what state the final enemy was in, but necessary precautions were still needed.
"……Understood."
Ning Feng walked up to the horse and gently stroked its mane.
This is the best horse in the village.
Feeling being touched, Bai Ma shook his head impatiently and looked at Ning Feng.
Ning Feng naturally met its turned eyes.
Some people say that being stared at by an animal's eyes can be frightening because of their lifeless gaze.
Some people might turn their gaze away out of fear, but Ning Feng is not that kind of person.
He chose to look back and gave a kind smile.
Stroking the white horse's mane, he whispered gently in its ear:
"Good boy, don't make a fuss."
It's like kindly persuading an ignorant child.
"Otherwise, you might die."
White Horse: !
!
Even though he couldn't understand what the other person was saying, Hakuba still sensed a momentary killing intent emanating from them.
Genuine brutality and malice!
"Be good... Hmm, you're such a good girl."
Satisfied, Ning Feng watched as the white horse lowered its head and nodded to Charlie.
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