"Trial..." Walking on the path in the fields, Xiwei looked ahead absent-mindedly.

In addition to establishing the academy's "preliminary form" task at the beginning, there was another new task in the task panel of the Magic Academy system.

【Task: Primary Trial】

[Task content: You already have the ability to hit the initial level, so you can perform well in the Tower of Hardening!]

[Requirements: Complete the trial of the Tower of Hardening (First Floor)]

[Note: Because the process of the Tempering Tower (First Floor) is long, please make complete preparations before entering]

Xiwei has confirmed that the so-called Tower of Hardening is actually a new copy that appears in the Trial Gate. In addition, because [Noisy and Busy Seashore] passed the A-level assessment, another copy called [Coral Sea Trail] appeared.

However, because today's opportunity has been used up, no matter what kind of dungeon appears, it has nothing to do with the current Sivi.

But the note behind the mission made Sivi feel uneasy.

What does a long process mean? What kind of preparation is called complete preparation?

Xiwei, who was completely unaware of the situation, thought for a long time and finally decided... to go to the village for dinner first.

Although the fruit is delicious, it is not difficult for Sivy to play wild game now, but there are always a day when you are tired of eating fruits or barbecue. It is indeed better to go to Alisa's tavern to eat other foods than the two.

"It turns out that humans are social creatures... Even as a magician, they cannot escape from human society."

Although there are rumors that magicians with extremely high ranks can make food out of thin air, and even survive without eating and only ingesting elements, those rumors that even for Sivi are like myths more than facts are still too illusory. Generally, magicians still need to consume food even when they are promoted to the level of a great magician.

After entering the village from the path between the ridges, Xiwei found that the atmosphere in the village seemed to be inconsistent.

A group of men surrounded the village entrance, and the women took care of their children, but they couldn't help but look at the village entrance, and they couldn't even notice him even after he entered the village.

Curious Sivi simply climbed up to the low-high bungalow roof, walked towards the entrance of the village and saw what was happening there through the crowd.

Five fully armed soldiers were confronting the men in the village. After getting close to a sufficient distance, Sivi could almost hear the conversation between the two sides.

The soldiers led the conversation with a big man who was nearly two meters tall and could give people a sense of oppression just by standing, while the one who picked the lead in the village was an old village chief with a white beard, a bald head, a crutch, and a hunchback. In terms of momentum, the village was already several points behind the other party.

Even if there is a saying like "two fists can't beat four hands", compared to the opponent's seemingly imposing half-body armor and bright iron cast gun head, most of the weapons in the village are just hoes, rakes, hatchets, etc., and they are rusty... Only a few hunters have a few shoddy bows and arrows.

The soldiers seemed to mean that the lord specially sent these elite soldiers to collect war-assisted taxes on the residents in the territory.

However, the villagers had no money at all. Except for a few relatively affordable families, most of them could hardly take out a little copper before the spring harvest. The village chief was forced to beg for the other party to give up for a little time.

"What 'elite soldier'," Although the other party's half-body armor, which was not too thick, could scare the villagers who were short-sighted, it could not scare Xiwei who had traveled to many parts of the mainland... Well, now it is just someone who inherited Xiwei's memory: "Isn't that the half-body armor of ordinary spearmen? The weapons are just long spears used for array formations. If an elite soldier wants to at least take a sword, isn't this too expensive?"

I'm afraid these guys who claim to be acting in tax officials are just soldiers who have escaped from the battlefield.

Because of the autocratic rule of this world, generally speaking, deserters would have to go to the gallows if they were discovered, and they didn't even have the qualifications to go to the military court. However, these guys not only did not hide their heads and tails like rats crossing the street, but they also dared to pretend to be tax officials to do such things. Obviously, there was something behind them.

Based on this, Siwei did not rush to stand out, but continued to bend down and ambush on the roof to watch the development of the situation.

There is no money in the village, so no matter how the other party forced him, it was impossible to make money. So it was natural that the talk broke down.

The big soldier looked down at the old village chief and began to speak loudly: "Hmph, if you refuse to pay the tax, it means you must resist the lord and resist his orders! A team of knights will soon come to flatten your small village and set an example for other stubborn villages!"

"Oh, tax officials, but our village really has no money..." The old village chief was anxious and sweating profusely.

Not to mention a team of knights in their small village, even if they come to two or three, they will be completely destroyed.

"No money? There is no way to do this." The big soldier touched his chin, and then he might have made a kind smile, but the deliberately smile made his face even more ferocious, which could be seen from the old village chief who was already scared and trembling.

"What...what?" But even though he was already trembling, the old man still did not forget to win a life for his village.

"Old man, you should also know that the nobles above have some habits of one kind or another, and slaves are very good things to vent their habits. This thing is sold on it for a good price." The smile on the big soldier's face has changed from a stiff smirk to a real smile, but it looks even more obscene: "You just need to pick a few children from the village to be slaves to the nobles, and then the tax can be offset. How about it, not only can you not only need taxes, but also reduce the population in the village. It's a very simple way, right?"

"Stop!" The old man leaned on the crutch in his hand on the ground, his wrinkled face filled with anger: "I am the village chief here! How can I do such a thing to betray the villagers!"

"Hey, old man." The expression on the big soldier's face also became cold. He leaned over to the old man and said with a slight smile in a half-forced and half-threatening tone: "I have pointed out the way for you. Don't blame us if you don't leave yourself! Now hand over the tax money quickly, otherwise we will be polite!"

"No, we will not betray our family and friends no matter what. Tax official, just give a few more days of grace and wait until the spring harvest is completed..." The old man tried to reason with the other party, but was rejected by the soldiers who were not drunk.

The big soldier laughed strangely: "Wait? We can afford it, the soldiers on the front line can't wait! Brothers, let's get on!"
Chapter completed!