Chapter 252: 018 – The Mayor Of Willcolly
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After the bath Lirian got his clothes back on and waited a short while for breakfast.
The scent of freshly baked bread from the bakery across the street swept across the village, and soon the first residents started to leave their homes and prepared for their daily toil and labour.
The inn that was usually only busy in the nights when everyone wanted a couple of drinks, was faced with a boom of early visitors.
Word had started to spread about Lirian, a cultivator coming to the village when they were facing a crises, to them it was a sign of the gods helping them, so there were many visitors that came to Lirian and started to pray in his presence.
Some of the more wealthy villages brought offerings of food, and within a short few hours Lirian had several sticks of hard bread, a couple vegetables and someone even offered him two eggs, which was basically a luxurious food item to the villages.
Lirian didn't want a repeat of the previous night but he also had a goal of trying to figure the effects of his godly constitution so he limited the number of people that could offer a prayer at a time, and only allowed them to make a single prayer.
Between the many prayers Lirian chose a few people to offer his hand to help them up, to a few he showed them a glimpse of his skin, and to the rare few he did another thing.
He put a layer of saliva on his fingers tip and drew runes on their forehead, all the runes he drew were in fact runes of power, things that could offer temporally increase a person's luck or help a woman to better conceive.
Lirian had just done it to put a bit of a show, and to see how the people would react to him using his saliva on them, but the one's who Lirian wrote on with his saliva were looked at with envy and reverence.
But the thing that blew Lirian away was that the runes were actually taking effect, and the system informed him that some fate particles had been transferred from him to the villagers, when he inscribed them with a rune.
Lirian knew that there were fluids from creatures and cultivators that could be used as conduits or to support and create some spells or talismans, but it was usually reproductive fluids or blood, in some very rare cases a creatures tears had uses, but saliva was never a conduit of power.
The more Lirian learnt of his godly constitution, the more concerned he became, it seemed like his body naturally produced treasures, and he'd have to be careful about the effects of all the things his body secretes.
For all Lirian knew his shit might act as a miracle fertilizer for plant life, the thought really soured his mood, the last thing he wanted added to his divine name was producer of miracle manure.
A short while later Lirian took a seat in the dinning room and started to happily eat some of the offerings that were given to him while a barmaid tended to his ale, making sure his mug was not empty for long.
That barmaid called Triss was constantly looking at Lirian with a pinning look, but she kept her distance from him, while on the other hand Lirian noticed that the innkeepers wife kept glancing at him and she frequently grabbed his mug from the barmaids and brought it to him.
"Curious," Lirian muttered softly at around noon, as it appeared that the one who saw his body was far more taken by him than the one who had him touch her body, there were still several factors to be considered, but Lirian was starting to come up with a general idea of the effects of his body.
While Lirian was lost in thought a big burly man came up to him, "Good Sir please forgive me for not introducing myself sooner, I am the mayor of Willcolly, but you can call me by my name Cowen," the mayor said introducing himself.
"Mighty I join you for a drink?" the mayor asked he'd been waiting for a while to come introduce himself, he planned to do it in the night when Lirian was drunk, but he heard from the innkeeper that Lirian was already on his twentieth mug by noon.
The mayor figured that if he came any later, all he'd have was a knocked out drunk to speak to, but when he heard Lirian's speak he realised that the rumours about adventures being able to drink entire kegs of ale was likely true, because Lirian seemed to be in a perfectly clear state of mind.
"Just call me Lirian," Lirian said to the mayor he was getting tired of people calling him 'Good Sir,' "I'm not overly fond of formalities, so lets get to the point, I believe that you want to hire me to protect your village against the orcs," Lirian said cutting directly to the point.
From the mayors attitude it was obvious that he wasn't like the majority of the villages who deified him, while he was still respectful he seemed more educated on the subject of cultivators, and for that matter so did the innkeeper his wife and the barmaids.
It was likely that due to their establishment that they had a lot more contact with cultivators than other people did, and hence they had a better understanding of cultivators.
There was that old saying 'If you want to understand someone live with them.'
The mayor's eyes widened in surprise and took a seat next to Lirian as he gestured for the mayor to join him.
"You're pretty sharp, most adventures are as dumb as a door nail and that's before they down their first drink," the mayor laughed heartily and sipped on his drink.
Lirian took a swing of his drink and continued, "I have heard from the people here that you have a cultivator who has taken up residence here, why would you need anymore protection than that?" Lirian asked, as he slowly probed into the mayor, there were things that he wanted to learn about this world.
It would start to raise suspicion, if he directly asked questions that should be general knowledge so the best way was to go with leading questions.
The mayor nodded, "Indeed Mr Cassy is a cultivator, but he only strengthened his body, but you," the mayor said shaking his head and looked at Lirian as if he found a treasure, "Everyone is speaking about how you made a little girl fly, and those blessings that you have given, it's very rare to come across one of your kind, no one has seen a spell caster in these parts for generations," he said.
"To have you here will reassure everyone, and I won't have to light the moats every night to make everyone feel safe, Proge sends us enough of the black oil to last the winter every year, but if I use it now during harvest season, it will run out,"
Lirian nodded softly as he digested the info, "It will be two months before anyone from Proge arrives to clean up the orcs, does that mean that you want to employ me for that duration?" Lirian asked, but he had absolutely no intention of staying here for more than a week, his top priority was to gather intel, as for how Lirian knew the time it would take for people to come from Proge Lirian had heard many people say something similar in the village.
The mayor hesitated a bit but then nodded, "I'll double the standard fee considering your ability, and you can come stay in my home and join my family for our meals," the mayor offered generously.
Lirian chuckled inwardly at the mayors attempts to rope him in, the only thing left was for the mayor to offer his most beautiful daughter to him as a wife, then he'd become free labour to the village.
'The role of a leader is truly suited to a sly person,' Lirian thought, in the academies political course, this was considered as 'Luring Tactics 101'.
Lirian smiled while drinking, "Orcs are pretty dangerous," he said suggestively, but before the mayor could say anything more, he quickly added, "I'll take your offer into consideration, but give me a few days to come to a decision," Lirian tactfully denied the mayor.
"Now Cowen, I can tell that there is something else you want to ask me, so out with it, I told you I don't like formalities, if you don't tell me now I won't consider your request at all," Lirian said simply.
He noticed the mayors hesitation earlier, there was more to his request than some orc invasion, but he only wanted to bring it up after Lirian was more comfortable in his home and possibly infatuated with his daughter.
Two months would have been enough time to form a tight relationship with Lirian, and by then a slightly more unreasonable request would be tolerable.
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After the bath Lirian got his clothes back on and waited a short while for breakfast.
The scent of freshly baked bread from the bakery across the street swept across the village, and soon the first residents started to leave their homes and prepared for their daily toil and labour.
The inn that was usually only busy in the nights when everyone wanted a couple of drinks, was faced with a boom of early visitors.
Word had started to spread about Lirian, a cultivator coming to the village when they were facing a crises, to them it was a sign of the gods helping them, so there were many visitors that came to Lirian and started to pray in his presence.
Some of the more wealthy villages brought offerings of food, and within a short few hours Lirian had several sticks of hard bread, a couple vegetables and someone even offered him two eggs, which was basically a luxurious food item to the villages.
Lirian didn't want a repeat of the previous night but he also had a goal of trying to figure the effects of his godly constitution so he limited the number of people that could offer a prayer at a time, and only allowed them to make a single prayer.
Between the many prayers Lirian chose a few people to offer his hand to help them up, to a few he showed them a glimpse of his skin, and to the rare few he did another thing.
He put a layer of saliva on his fingers tip and drew runes on their forehead, all the runes he drew were in fact runes of power, things that could offer temporally increase a person's luck or help a woman to better conceive.
Lirian had just done it to put a bit of a show, and to see how the people would react to him using his saliva on them, but the one's who Lirian wrote on with his saliva were looked at with envy and reverence.
But the thing that blew Lirian away was that the runes were actually taking effect, and the system informed him that some fate particles had been transferred from him to the villagers, when he inscribed them with a rune.
Lirian knew that there were fluids from creatures and cultivators that could be used as conduits or to support and create some spells or talismans, but it was usually reproductive fluids or blood, in some very rare cases a creatures tears had uses, but saliva was never a conduit of power.
The more Lirian learnt of his godly constitution, the more concerned he became, it seemed like his body naturally produced treasures, and he'd have to be careful about the effects of all the things his body secretes.
For all Lirian knew his shit might act as a miracle fertilizer for plant life, the thought really soured his mood, the last thing he wanted added to his divine name was producer of miracle manure.
A short while later Lirian took a seat in the dinning room and started to happily eat some of the offerings that were given to him while a barmaid tended to his ale, making sure his mug was not empty for long.
That barmaid called Triss was constantly looking at Lirian with a pinning look, but she kept her distance from him, while on the other hand Lirian noticed that the innkeepers wife kept glancing at him and she frequently grabbed his mug from the barmaids and brought it to him.
"Curious," Lirian muttered softly at around noon, as it appeared that the one who saw his body was far more taken by him than the one who had him touch her body, there were still several factors to be considered, but Lirian was starting to come up with a general idea of the effects of his body.
While Lirian was lost in thought a big burly man came up to him, "Good Sir please forgive me for not introducing myself sooner, I am the mayor of Willcolly, but you can call me by my name Cowen," the mayor said introducing himself.
"Mighty I join you for a drink?" the mayor asked he'd been waiting for a while to come introduce himself, he planned to do it in the night when Lirian was drunk, but he heard from the innkeeper that Lirian was already on his twentieth mug by noon.
The mayor figured that if he came any later, all he'd have was a knocked out drunk to speak to, but when he heard Lirian's speak he realised that the rumours about adventures being able to drink entire kegs of ale was likely true, because Lirian seemed to be in a perfectly clear state of mind.
"Just call me Lirian," Lirian said to the mayor he was getting tired of people calling him 'Good Sir,' "I'm not overly fond of formalities, so lets get to the point, I believe that you want to hire me to protect your village against the orcs," Lirian said cutting directly to the point.
From the mayors attitude it was obvious that he wasn't like the majority of the villages who deified him, while he was still respectful he seemed more educated on the subject of cultivators, and for that matter so did the innkeeper his wife and the barmaids.
It was likely that due to their establishment that they had a lot more contact with cultivators than other people did, and hence they had a better understanding of cultivators.
There was that old saying 'If you want to understand someone live with them.'
The mayor's eyes widened in surprise and took a seat next to Lirian as he gestured for the mayor to join him.
"You're pretty sharp, most adventures are as dumb as a door nail and that's before they down their first drink," the mayor laughed heartily and sipped on his drink.
Lirian took a swing of his drink and continued, "I have heard from the people here that you have a cultivator who has taken up residence here, why would you need anymore protection than that?" Lirian asked, as he slowly probed into the mayor, there were things that he wanted to learn about this world.
It would start to raise suspicion, if he directly asked questions that should be general knowledge so the best way was to go with leading questions.
The mayor nodded, "Indeed Mr Cassy is a cultivator, but he only strengthened his body, but you," the mayor said shaking his head and looked at Lirian as if he found a treasure, "Everyone is speaking about how you made a little girl fly, and those blessings that you have given, it's very rare to come across one of your kind, no one has seen a spell caster in these parts for generations," he said.
"To have you here will reassure everyone, and I won't have to light the moats every night to make everyone feel safe, Proge sends us enough of the black oil to last the winter every year, but if I use it now during harvest season, it will run out,"
Lirian nodded softly as he digested the info, "It will be two months before anyone from Proge arrives to clean up the orcs, does that mean that you want to employ me for that duration?" Lirian asked, but he had absolutely no intention of staying here for more than a week, his top priority was to gather intel, as for how Lirian knew the time it would take for people to come from Proge Lirian had heard many people say something similar in the village.
The mayor hesitated a bit but then nodded, "I'll double the standard fee considering your ability, and you can come stay in my home and join my family for our meals," the mayor offered generously.
Lirian chuckled inwardly at the mayors attempts to rope him in, the only thing left was for the mayor to offer his most beautiful daughter to him as a wife, then he'd become free labour to the village.
'The role of a leader is truly suited to a sly person,' Lirian thought, in the academies political course, this was considered as 'Luring Tactics 101'.
Lirian smiled while drinking, "Orcs are pretty dangerous," he said suggestively, but before the mayor could say anything more, he quickly added, "I'll take your offer into consideration, but give me a few days to come to a decision," Lirian tactfully denied the mayor.
"Now Cowen, I can tell that there is something else you want to ask me, so out with it, I told you I don't like formalities, if you don't tell me now I won't consider your request at all," Lirian said simply.
He noticed the mayors hesitation earlier, there was more to his request than some orc invasion, but he only wanted to bring it up after Lirian was more comfortable in his home and possibly infatuated with his daughter.
Two months would have been enough time to form a tight relationship with Lirian, and by then a slightly more unreasonable request would be tolerable.
After the bath Lirian got his clothes back on and waited a short while for breakfast.The scent of freshly baked bread from the bakery across the street swept across the village, and soon the first residents started to leave their homes and prepared for their daily toil and labour.The inn that was usually only busy in the nights when everyone wanted a couple of drinks, was faced with a boom of early visitors.Word had started to spread about Lirian, a cultivator coming to the village when they were facing a crises, to them it was a sign of the gods helping them, so there were many visitors that came to Lirian and started to pray in his presence.Some of the more wealthy villages brought offerings of food, and within a short few hours Lirian had several sticks of hard bread, a couple vegetables and someone even offered him two eggs, which was basically a luxurious food item to the villages.Lirian didn't want a repeat of the previous night but he also had a goal of trying to figure the effects of his godly constitution so he limited the number of people that could offer a prayer at a time, and only allowed them to make a single prayer.Between the many prayers Lirian chose a few people to offer his hand to help them up, to a few he showed them a glimpse of his skin, and to the rare few he did another thing.He put a layer of saliva on his fingers tip and drew runes on their forehead, all the runes he drew were in fact runes of power, things that could offer temporally increase a person's luck or help a woman to better conceive.Lirian had just done it to put a bit of a show, and to see how the people would react to him using his saliva on them, but the one's who Lirian wrote on with his saliva were looked at with envy and reverence.But the thing that blew Lirian away was that the runes were actually taking effect, and the system informed him that some fate particles had been transferred from him to the villagers, when he inscribed them with a rune.Lirian knew that there were fluids from creatures and cultivators that could be used as conduits or to support and create some spells or talismans, but it was usually reproductive fluids or blood, in some very rare cases a creatures tears had uses, but saliva was never a conduit of power.The more Lirian learnt of his godly constitution, the more concerned he became, it seemed like his body naturally produced treasures, and he'd have to be careful about the effects of all the things his body secretes.For all Lirian knew his shit might act as a miracle fertilizer for plant life, the thought really soured his mood, the last thing he wanted added to his divine name was producer of miracle manure.A short while later Lirian took a seat in the dinning room and started to happily eat some of the offerings that were given to him while a barmaid tended to his ale, making sure his mug was not empty for long.That barmaid called Triss was constantly looking at Lirian with a pinning look, but she kept her distance from him, while on the other hand Lirian noticed that the innkeepers wife kept glancing at him and she frequently grabbed his mug from the barmaids and brought it to him."Curious," Lirian muttered softly at around noon, as it appeared that the one who saw his body was far more taken by him than the one who had him touch her body, there were still several factors to be considered, but Lirian was starting to come up with a general idea of the effects of his body.While Lirian was lost in thought a big burly man came up to him, "Good Sir please forgive me for not introducing myself sooner, I am the mayor of Willcolly, but you can call me by my name Cowen," the mayor said introducing himself."Mighty I join you for a drink?" the mayor asked he'd been waiting for a while to come introduce himself, he planned to do it in the night when Lirian was drunk, but he heard from the innkeeper that Lirian was already on his twentieth mug by noon.The mayor figured that if he came any later, all he'd have was a knocked out drunk to speak to, but when he heard Lirian's speak he realised that the rumours about adventures being able to drink entire kegs of ale was likely true, because Lirian seemed to be in a perfectly clear state of mind."Just call me Lirian," Lirian said to the mayor he was getting tired of people calling him 'Good Sir,' "I'm not overly fond of formalities, so lets get to the point, I believe that you want to hire me to protect your village against the orcs," Lirian said cutting directly to the point.From the mayors attitude it was obvious that he wasn't like the majority of the villages who deified him, while he was still respectful he seemed more educated on the subject of cultivators, and for that matter so did the innkeeper his wife and the barmaids.It was likely that due to their establishment that they had a lot more contact with cultivators than other people did, and hence they had a better understanding of cultivators.There was that old saying 'If you want to understand someone live with them.'The mayor's eyes widened in surprise and took a seat next to Lirian as he gestured for the mayor to join him."You're pretty sharp, most adventures are as dumb as a door nail and that's before they down their first drink," the mayor laughed heartily and sipped on his drink.Lirian took a swing of his drink and continued, "I have heard from the people here that you have a cultivator who has taken up residence here, why would you need anymore protection than that?" Lirian asked, as he slowly probed into the mayor, there were things that he wanted to learn about this world.It would start to raise suspicion, if he directly asked questions that should be general knowledge so the best way was to go with leading questions.The mayor nodded, "Indeed Mr Cassy is a cultivator, but he only strengthened his body, but you," the mayor said shaking his head and looked at Lirian as if he found a treasure, "Everyone is speaking about how you made a little girl fly, and those blessings that you have given, it's very rare to come across one of your kind, no one has seen a spell caster in these parts for generations," he said."To have you here will reassure everyone, and I won't have to light the moats every night to make everyone feel safe, Proge sends us enough of the black oil to last the winter every year, but if I use it now during harvest season, it will run out,"Lirian nodded softly as he digested the info, "It will be two months before anyone from Proge arrives to clean up the orcs, does that mean that you want to employ me for that duration?" Lirian asked, but he had absolutely no intention of staying here for more than a week, his top priority was to gather intel, as for how Lirian knew the time it would take for people to come from Proge Lirian had heard many people say something similar in the village.The mayor hesitated a bit but then nodded, "I'll double the standard fee considering your ability, and you can come stay in my home and join my family for our meals," the mayor offered generously.Lirian chuckled inwardly at the mayors attempts to rope him in, the only thing left was for the mayor to offer his most beautiful daughter to him as a wife, then he'd become free labour to the village.'The role of a leader is truly suited to a sly person,' Lirian thought, in the academies political course, this was considered as 'Luring Tactics 101'.Lirian smiled while drinking, "Orcs are pretty dangerous," he said suggestively, but before the mayor could say anything more, he quickly added, "I'll take your offer into consideration, but give me a few days to come to a decision," Lirian tactfully denied the mayor."Now Cowen, I can tell that there is something else you want to ask me, so out with it, I told you I don't like formalities, if you don't tell me now I won't consider your request at all," Lirian said simply.He noticed the mayors hesitation earlier, there was more to his request than some orc invasion, but he only wanted to bring it up after Lirian was more comfortable in his home and possibly infatuated with his daughter.Two months would have been enough time to form a tight relationship with Lirian, and by then a slightly more unreasonable request would be tolerable.
