Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor-Chapter 582 - 289: Biological Modification Witchcraft

Chapter 582: Chapter 289: Biological Modification Witchcraft

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The next morning.

In Feiyu Village, in the courtyard where the army is stationed.

After Cook left with most of the soldiers, the courtyard felt somewhat empty.

The soldiers were relaxed; some dozed off in corners, some were cleaning their weapons, and others were preparing breakfast by the campfire.

The temporary command room inside the yard.

"Jorik, come over!"

Sharon waved to his deputy standing outside the room.

"Sir, what are your orders?" Deputy Jorik asked respectfully.

"Keep vigilant, don’t let anyone from the village leave."

Sharon ordered, "Those who must leave, don’t worry about anything else, just seize them first!"

"But... Sir, the hunters in the village need to hunt in the mountains to sustain their lives, they’ve all paid taxes."

The deputy said hesitantly, "And the farmers, it’s the season for weeding now..."

"Let them wait a few days!"

Sharon waved his hand unceremoniously, his tone was impatient,

"The most important thing now is capturing those damned robbers of Madre!"

"Go tell those villagers to use their heads and think hard,"

Sharon frowned, staring intently at his deputy,

"If those robbers aren’t caught, whether it’s the hunted game or the crops grown, they will inevitably be stolen!"

"When the time comes, they won’t even be able to keep their lives, let alone worry about the harvest?"

"Alright, Sir, you’re right."

The deputy nodded, "I’ll go make arrangements now."

He turned to carry out the orders but was suddenly grabbed by Sharon after only taking a few steps.

"By the way, go find two women in the village who are willing to make money."

Sharon lowered his voice, leaning close to the deputy’s ear, "You know what I mean, find the kind... understand?"

A knowing smile appeared on the deputy’s face.

As an experienced old soldier, he’s seen a lot of this kind of thing.

"Understood, Sir! Completely understood!"

"I know a few suitable candidates in the village, guaranteed to satisfy you." The deputy assured softly.

Sharon patted the deputy’s shoulder, satisfied, then let go.

"Then go ahead and do it."

Sharon stood with hands on hips in place, watching the figure of the deputy gradually disappear in the distance, eyes full of anticipation.

As if already envisioning the forthcoming joyous times.

Ever since receiving the task to capture Madre, they’ve been stuck in this remote village for over half a month.

Aside from routine patrols and vigilance, there was practically nothing else to do.

This monotonous life was making Sharon increasingly uncomfortable.

"Let’s hurry and end this!"

Sharon sighed, turning to walk to the cabinet in the corner.

He opened the cabinet, took out a keg of ale, and placed it on the table, filling a large wooden cup.

It was top-quality ale he brought from Eagle Town, he had no chance to drink when Cook was around.

Now that Cook was gone, Sharon couldn’t resist; he picked up the cup, threw his head back, and drank all the ale.

The little tavern in Feiyu Village was incredibly simple, without even a decent maid.

Combined with the previous necessity of maintaining high alert, Sharon had no chance to really relax.

But now things were different.

Knight Cook had already taken most of the troops west to pursue Madre, leaving the tasks here very easy.

He only needed to ensure no one from the village escaped or sent secret messages.

Of course, as an experienced senior knight, Sharon still had his discretion.

He knew when to be vigilant and when he could relax.

So after downing one cup, he put the keg back into the cabinet.

Until nightfall, when Feiyu Village was shrouded in darkness, his deputy finally returned to the courtyard.

Behind him were two young women.

These two women wore the coarse clothes commonly seen in villages, but were dressed more elegantly than usual.

Their faces were washed clean, hair neatly combed, but there was still a trace of tension and unease in their eyes.

Seeing them, Sharon immediately had a satisfied smile appear on his face.

"Jorik, well done."

He nodded appreciatively, then beckoned the two women over.

With the women’s company, Sharon’s mood became exceptionally cheerful.

He took out the keg from the cabinet again, this time pouring himself three consecutive cups.

The alcohol reddened his cheeks, and his voice became more exuberant.

Just as Sharon was about to continue drinking, the deputy stepped forward actively.

"Sir, haven’t you had a bit too much?"

The deputy cautiously reminded.

"After all, we’re still on an important mission and need to stay sober."

Hearing these words, Sharon felt a bit displeased but still reasonably put down the cup.

He wrapped his arms around the two women and turned to walk into the inner room.

Then a creaking sound came from the room.

One night passed.

Sharon didn’t wake up until noon, Deputy Jorik had long since been waiting outside the door.

"Did anything happen last night?" Sharon asked.

"No abnormalities, Sir." The deputy reported.

A light smile surfaced on Sharon’s lips, "I said nothing would happen here."

"Madre is in the west."

Speaking, Sharon reached for the cabinet to take out the keg again, pouring himself a cup,

"Care for a drink?"

Sharon handed the keg to the deputy.

"Sir, we’re still on duty, and it’s daytime..."

The deputy couldn’t help but remind him.

"Jorik,"

Sharon put down the keg, frowning, "Last night you said to be cautious of enemy attacks at night, advising me not to drink more. I took your advice."