Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 27
This night was too memorable for the residents of Charlene Village. The children looked at the starry sky, the moon was hanging in the sky, and the dark night was not so scary. Speaking of it... How long has it been since they left their residences at night?
Others, especially adults, are more concerned about the inexplicable sense of security that the arrival of this stranger today made them feel.

Even if he is still suspicious and strange, the villagers have begun to pay attention to him, and even look forward to him.

At this moment, a brown-haired girl pushed through the crowd of adults, almost threw herself on the ground with her palms on the ground, and under the light of the torch, her slender body trembled and shouted.

"Please, please teach me how to protect everyone!"

Little pupils overflowed with liquid, and the muddy sackcloth clothes could not cover up the child's light at the moment. That's right, it was the Orion's child. In this way, she had been looking at Roel for an entire afternoon.

The villagers didn't understand that although they had seen the terrifying power, they never dared to learn it. They had heard that black powder was something that even the knights didn't want to get their hands on!

There are many friends and relatives in normal times, and the neighbors in the neighborhood are persuading the child.

"My God, Sally, you can't learn this, Allie."

"Fighting and killing are men's business, not to mention that this is not considered formal swordsmanship or marksmanship!"

The Bretonnians couldn't understand a girl going to the battlefield. If Roel wasn't still here, they might have pulled the girl back.

After some chattering, a hunter in green clothes walked out of the crowd. He seemed to be quite popular in the village. Compared with the embarrassment of the girl pushing through the crowd, he could get others out of the way just by his physique.

"Alimara, stop thinking about it, I won't let you learn black powder with some outsider, if you die on that unstable thing, or..."

He paused for a moment, and cast a glance at Roel in the last sentence, obviously treating him like a beastman... no, something more dangerous.

The girl named Alimara jumped up from the ground, her words were mostly angry, but also very hurtful. "Uncle Rona, my parents only ask you to take care of me until I reach adulthood, don't they!"

The hunter's cheeks were quickly flushed with anger, and then he coughed a few words. Tal is on top. Roel understands his state very well. After all, hunters are just like him, they are people who stay away from society...

He must have a lot of thoughts in his heart now, but it is difficult for him to express it, it only becomes a cough and a heavy anger.

"Where you love to go, you will die on black powder and beastmen, and I will not save you with my bow and arrow!"

Then pushed away the crowd and walked towards the hunter's house in the distance...

Originally, Roel also subconsciously wanted to reject her, because gunpowder is definitely not something a young girl can play with, and a lady who wields knives and guns in Bretonnia can be sued, yes, sued...

The verdict will remain in effect until they are "behavior corrected", so teaching her to use gunpowder will have many difficulties for her future, but now he is hesitant because he sees the similarity in the girl.

This resemblance is not to anyone he knows, but to himself, or to say that the body he traveled through time seems to be similar...

They are all Bretonnian farmers eager to change, the real residents of Bretonnia, although her wings are still very slender at the moment, under the protection of knights and family members, she has a vague and shallow understanding of the world, but this...

It is obviously a falcon that may soar into the sky.

It could be stupid, stupid, it's a bet on the slim chance that a lovely lady will be a hunter strong enough to protect her homeland.

Under the girl's reddish eyes, with expectant eyes, Roel stretched out his hand to the girl who had broken with his uncle. "Now, watch the night with me, the first lesson, start with not being afraid of the dark!"

The girl replied excitedly. "is teacher!"

Roel replied. "Call me master."

The voice suddenly choked up, and then changed quickly. "Yes! Master!"

When other villagers saw this situation, they were both worried and happy. Naturally, they were worried that a lady should not learn firearms and fighting. They were happy that Roel, a powerful man, would definitely stay in the village for a while because of this.

They feel somewhat guilty about their own thoughts, but it is just a poor girl who lost her parents. It is actually the most suitable for her to learn the dangerous black powder, which also makes several respectable people in the village subconsciously choose silence at this moment...Safe The feeling is so addictive!

When the crowd with gossip dispersed, the breath of death from the black powder had not dissipated for a long time, and the corpses of the beastmen would soon attract other things that thirsted for flesh and blood.

And when Roel looked at the girl, he inadvertently thought to himself, maybe it's the memory mixed up, or maybe he's the same guy?

And the first lesson he gave this girl was...

"Your name is Alimara, isn't it?"

The girl raised her head quickly, with dirt and dust on her cheeks. She was obviously about the same age as Roel, but she didn't feel that the man in front of her was of the same age at all.

"Yes! Master!"

Roel picked up a pitch-black bomb, like a terrible weapon from the abyss. He wasted so much today to weaken the danger around the village on the largest scale. Even if there are undead and beastmen, there will not be too many in the shallow forest. .

And now he desperately needs samples, samples of the power of the bomb!
Roel yelled. "Look, I'll only demonstrate once!"

Roel reloaded the rifle and handed it to Ellie. At this moment, she is counted as a member of her own team, and naturally enjoys the bonus of the rifle, and the best way to make a talented guy a hunter is of course.

shot!
Roel looked at the forest, the corrupt corpse was awakened by the necromancer's curse, and crawled towards the village following the smell of blood.

Mary held the rifle tremblingly, like Roel in the first battle. She had never seen this terrifying undead, and she thought that only those horned beasts and green skins were monsters in this world.

Roel licked the corner of his mouth. He didn't intend to throw the bomb directly. Instead, he began to change the amount of gunpowder with great interest. The undead walked slowly, and there must be thirty of them. Because they would not be afraid, a certain On the one hand, they are much more difficult to deal with than horned beasts!
"Press that trigger to shoot, aim, or you'll be the one who dies."

Ellie held the rifle tremblingly, probably taught by her hunter uncle. She was taking a deep breath all the time. Although she was afraid, she was calm!

Fingers bent, the trigger pulled, and a moment later, a thunderclap rang through the forest and across the mountains.

(End of this chapter)