Chapter 895


Chapter 3: Evil-Rejecting Talismans

The valley of the teleportation exit lay nestled among the mountains, and naturally, with mountains by the waters, villages would spring forth.

In fact, when Miss Vilyric previously used sp to survey the surroundings, she discovered that the signs of human habitation increased noticeably outward from the valley. Although she had chosen to halt her investigation to avoid causing too much commotion, she already had a sense of direction for her advance.

“Here we are, here we are! Up ahead is our village, fairy sister! The folks in the village are a bunch of uneducated simpletons, so if they forget any formalities, please be forgiving!”

As she was walking, a somewhat rough voice came from beside her.

Miss Vilyric turned to look, catching a glimpse of the speaker.

It was a woodcutter, donning a straw hat and an old, light blue raincoat. He appeared to be in his early forties, with a square face that looked somewhat naive. He wasn’t handsome, but he couldn’t be called ugly either. His weathered raincoat was covered in signs of wear and rain damage, but this was a powerful testament to the woodcutter’s years of experience.

The girl’s mouth twitched slightly as she emphasized and corrected him once more.

“It’s not ‘sister’; give me a more normal way to address me.”

The woodcutter laughed heartily and quickly smacked his forehead in realization.

“Oh, oh! Look at my memory—I forgot again! How about ‘fairy lady,’ will that do?”

“Not a fairy… forget it…”

This person was the guide that Miss Vilyric randomly found after exiting the valley.

After all, she was in a foreign land, alone and isolated; she needed a temporary place to settle and some individuals to interact with in order to further understand the local situation.

Sure… it wasn’t entirely random.

At the time, Miss Vilyric chose to land near him to save time, and this startled fellow mistook her for a celestial being, which is where the title of “fairy” came from.

Putting aside certain matters, based on her encounters thus far—including this strange label “fairy” and the clear differences in language and behavior from what she had previously experienced—she was further convinced that this place was absolutely distinct from regions like the Holy Empire and its neighboring countries.

And this woodcutter’s name was Zeng Zhuang—standard naming convention in the East.

The two guards she encountered earlier at the Lingyin Merchant Association also had similar-style names, which already explained many issues.

By the way, Zeng Zhuang was an ordinary person.

A thoroughly ordinary person, without any peculiar abilities or special skills, at most just a bit robust from spending years in the mountains.

If evaluated by level, he was probably around lv5.

If his case was not an exception, then the basic combat strength of this world was about the same as on the other side.

“By the way, Zeng Zhuang, do you feel any discomfort in your body lately?”

“Huh? Not really, fairy lady, why do you suddenly ask that?”

“Just curious.”

Abandoning the inclination to delve deeper into the topic, Miss Vilyric shifted her gaze toward the village outline that was now close at hand.

To be frank, it wasn’t anything impressive or particularly distinctive.

The architectural style resembled a bit simpler thatched houses compared to villages in the Holy Empire, mixed with a few wooden-built bungalows. From the looks of it, it was merely a small village with just over a hundred households.

A simple fence was set up outside the village to keep out beasts, delineating the village area, but there were no guards at the entrance, which made it seem quite lax and poor.

No matter where you go, the scenery at the bottom of society is more or less the same…

Thinking this in her heart, Miss Vilyric looked at the woodcutter beside her and pointed at the empty village entrance.

“Are we just going to walk in like this?”

Thanks to the translation tool, her words shifted from the United Kingdom’s language into this country’s tongue, causing a measure of confusion to spread across Zeng Zhuang’s honest face.

“Uh, what else would we do?”

“…Forget I said anything.”

After stepping into the village, Miss Vilyric soon realized that many details here differed from the small villages in the United Kingdom or Holy Empire.

Aside from the architectural style, the biggest difference seemed to be the striking presence of something plastered on practically every door and window that connected to the outside—eye-catching talismans that looked like the kind used by Daoist priests for exorcising evil, yet exuded a cheap vibe.

On the talismans, in bright red ink, there seemed to be words of specific significance, somewhat resembling bizarre ancient drawings. Miss Vilyric could hardly comprehend them, but they definitely didn’t belong to any language she knew as a Priestess.

“What is this?”

Seeing the black-haired girl point at a piece of waxy-yellow talisman flapping gently in the wind, on the door of a wooden house, Zeng Zhuang froze for a moment and also stopped in his tracks.

“Ah, that’s an evil-rejecting talisman! Fairy lady, you’ve never seen one of these? Oh, that makes sense! Celestial beings probably don’t need talismans to exorcise evil, right? Hahaha!”

Wow… what a rustic name.

Could it be similar to how many people on Blue Star are accustomed to sticking couplets on door frames during the New Year?

But considering that this is merely a world with a somewhat similar style but fundamentally different nature, Miss Vilyric decided to approach it with the assumption that these things indeed had some usefulness, just to try it out a little.

She lightly touched her finger to the talisman and activated 【Information Detection】.

【An old talisman, inscribed with the words ‘Brilliant Divine Might, Evil Depart!’ written in beast blood.】

The skill only provided this minimal description.

Brilliant Divine Might, Evil Depart, huh…

Setting aside the specific content of the script, experience told her that if Information Detection provided too scant a description of an item, it usually indicated one of two things: either its mystery exceeded the detection limit, or it was an utterly ordinary item without any special properties and value.

Clearly, it couldn’t be the former.

So, this was just a plain old talisman.

—If Miss Vilyric had just recently crossed over from a gaming world, she would surely have made such a judgment.

But now, her understanding of power and the mysterious wasn’t merely that of a copy-paste from games.

The girl pondered for a moment.

sp transformed to divine thought, reaching out to that talisman which was likely handmade by the locals, already weathered by wind and sun.

And then, she felt it.

Beneath that seemingly unremarkable yellow paper lay a hidden power.

That power, although weak to the point of being almost imperceptible, still faintly lingered around the talisman—small yet undeniable.

Because the origin of this power did not derive from the talisman itself; it was more like a special authority responding to the laws and regulations after satisfying certain predetermined conditions.

Just like how a traveler in the wilderness can light a fire to ward off most predatory beasts, it’s not because the fire can truly harm them, but rather an instinctive, natural fear rooted in their bloodline.

This talisman was the same; it represented a kind of supreme will.

【Brilliant Divine Might, Evil Depart!】