Prologue:
If there were a red button that would give you a hundred million yuan when you pressed it, but Earth and humanity would be destroyed a hundred years later...
Would you press it?
As for me, I probably would... not press it. Because I wouldn't want strangers to have to foot the bill because of me.
Main story:
After several hours on horseback, Cui Ciyou and Roxy arrived at their destination-Buena Village.
The village lay among gently rolling hills, surrounded by farmland and pastures.
A clear stream wound through it, with women washing clothes along its banks.
Most of the houses in the village were simple wooden structures, with wisps of cooking smoke rising above them.
The air carried the scent of food and burning firewood.
The villagers were simple and friendly. Most cast curious looks at the two outsiders arriving on horseback, and a few smiled in greeting.
Roxy looked around and said softly, "It feels... like a very peaceful village." Cui Ciyou nodded in agreement.
Following the address in the commission letter, they found the home of their client-Paul Greyrat.
It was a two-story wooden house in the center of the village, slightly larger and sturdier than the neighboring homes, with a small courtyard.
Cui Ciyou dismounted first, then reached out to help Roxy down.
Roxy hesitated for a moment, but took Cui Ciyou's arm and swung down from her horse.
Once she was standing firmly on the ground, she discreetly withdrew her hand, smoothed the creases in her mage's robe, and resumed her somewhat serious expression.
Cui Ciyou stepped forward and knocked.
The wooden door soon opened, revealing a tall, sturdily built young man in his early twenties.
He had short, slightly messy brownish hair.
His features were handsome, his eyes bright, and a carefree