In such a desolate, run-down, isolated place, the sudden appearance of an incredibly enthusiastic old village chief was frankly rather bizarre. Still, finding someone who could communicate with them was much more comfortable than having a circle of silent villagers standing around them. As soon as Hao Ren activated his translation plug-in, he immediately went up to greet the old man with equal enthusiasm. First, he introduced himself as an international traveler temporarily residing here who had happened to pass through while on the road, then began asking about the local customs and conditions.
As expected, the old man was the village chief. According to his introduction, the village was called "Narim." It had a few hundred inhabitants and rarely interacted with the outside world. During their conversation, Hao Ren discovered that the village was isolated from the outside world to an almost unbelievable degree. The old village chief did not even know what era it was outside, and whenever any matters concerning the outside world came up, he would gloss over them. The sentence he said most often was, "Ah, living in such a peaceful and tranquil place, who would still need to worry about the outside world?"
After a brief exchange, Hao Ren brought up their search for someone.
"We came here looking for someone. He should be called Fernand," Hao Ren said, describing him according to the information Hesperis had provided. "He's a tall, powerfully built man, almost seven feet tall, with a scar here, near his eye... Ah, he might have another name. I can't remember clearly. He was an old friend of my uncle's."
The old village chief furrowed his brows and fell into thought. In the end, he slowly shook his head. "I don't remember anyone like that. No one like him has ever