Chapter 4

Chapter 4

The moment he heard Xia Mingyu's words, the middle-aged man in the sheepskin coat quickly stood up. A clear trace of embarrassment appeared on his wrinkled face.

He awkwardly scratched the back of his head, then respectfully placed the gray rabbit he was carrying on the ground before preparing to leave.

Seeing this, the blonde girl beside him hurriedly called him back.

The two exchanged a few words in a language Xia Mingyu couldn't understand. After listening to her explanation, the middle-aged man suddenly showed a look of realization.

He gave Xia Mingyu a restrained smile, then said several more things to the blonde girl before finally leaving with a satisfied expression.

...

After returning to the wooden house, the girl stood in front of Xia Mingyu.

She held the rabbit by its ears with one hand and pointed at herself with the slender finger of her other hand.

"Anliya..."

The girl softly spoke her name.

"Anliya."

Xia Mingyu slowly repeated it.

Hearing him pronounce her name, the corners of the girl's lips gently rose into a brilliant smile.

It was warm and bright, like the winter sun.

Her clear, deep-blue eyes and delicate features, as though they had been carefully sculpted by a god, made that smile look as beautiful as a painting.

For a moment, Xia Mingyu was completely captivated.

Fortunately, Anliya soon turned around and headed toward the kitchen, so she didn't notice his dazed expression.

Under Xia Mingyu's gaze, the girl tied up her hair and put on a coarse linen apron.

Then she skillfully began preparing the rabbit on the chopping board with a kitchen knife.

Her hands were nimble yet strong.

With a single precise chop, she cut off the rabbit's head.

Then she removed its fur, cleaned out its organs, cut the meat into pieces suitable for cooking, and added some vegetables.

In only a short while, the plump gray rabbit had been placed into a pot together with chopped mushrooms and several wild vegetables Xia Mingyu didn't recognize.

A faint aroma of meat gradually spread throughout the room.

After finishing all that work, the girl seemed a little tired.

Beads of sweat covered her pale forehead, dampening the golden strands of hair near her face.

Seeing this, Xia Mingyu thought for a moment.

He took a wooden bowl, scooped half a bowl of water from the water jar, and handed it to Anliya.

However, the girl's reaction was strangely intense.

She immediately waved her hands in panic, as though Xia Mingyu had done something he absolutely shouldn't have done.

Only after Xia Mingyu repeatedly insisted on offering her the bowl did Anliya reluctantly accept it.

Obvious gratitude appeared on her beautiful face, as if Xia Mingyu had just bestowed some enormous favor upon her.

It's just a bowl of water...

The corner of Xia Mingyu's mouth twitched.

After drinking half the water, the girl pointed at what remained inside the bowl.

"Water..."

"Water."

Xia Mingyu repeated after her.

He understood that she was teaching him the language of this world.

"Meat."

"Bamboo shoot."

"Sreil."

...

For the next few days, Xia Mingyu stayed inside the wooden house and learned the local language from Anliya.

Every day, the middle-aged man in the sheepskin coat would respectfully bring them food.

Most of the time, it was a rabbit.

Occasionally, he brought a basket of fruit or even an entire leg of lamb.

For some strange reason, Xia Mingyu seemed to have divine assistance when learning.

Anything Anliya taught him was immediately memorized and understood.

He never forgot it.

He could even infer the names of other things based on what he had already learned.

After only three short days, Xia Mingyu was already able to hold ordinary conversations with Anliya naturally.

At the same time, he finally learned exactly where he was and why the people here treated him with such overwhelming respect.

According to Anliya, this village was located near the edge of Black Wolf Territory, on the southern frontier of the Kingdom of Sosia on the Western Continent.

Because the village produced large quantities of high-quality fruit, it was known as Fruit Basket Village.

The lord who governed this region was the noble Viscount Hughes.

The forest Xia Mingyu had gotten lost in was called Howling Wolf Forest.

Many packs of wild wolves lived inside it.

There were even rumors that an extremely vicious magical beast known as the Black Abyss Wolf lived deep within the forest.

As for why the villagers treated him so respectfully...

Xia Mingyu glanced at his reflection in the water jar.

More precisely, he looked at the long string of white words floating above his head.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

In this world, every higher intelligent life-form—humans, elves, beastmen, and others—had an identity label floating above their head.

Some were labeled Commoner.

Some were Nobles.

Others were Kings.

Nobody knew exactly where these labels came from.

Some claimed they were gifts from the supreme Creator of the World.

Others believed they came from the great Seven Gods.

These labels weren't merely decorative.

They also granted their owners all kinds of strange abilities.

For example, the Noble label could improve a person's appearance, physical constitution, talent, and even something as vague and mysterious as luck.

As for the Commoner label...

It could make someone more resistant to hunger.

To express their gratitude for the blessings brought by these labels, the people of this world called them—

Blessings.

In other words, protection bestowed by the heavens.

And the Blessing floating above Xia Mingyu's head could be translated as—

Heir to a Kingdom of 1,400,000,000 Citizens.

Of course, it could also simply be called—

Heir to a Kingdom of 1.4 Billion Citizens.

Or perhaps—

Heir to a Nation of 1.4 Billion People.

Xia Mingyu finally understood why every villager had dropped to their knees the moment they saw him.

Putting himself in their shoes...

Suppose he were a medieval villager who had never even left his village.

Then one day, someone wearing "luxurious" clothing appeared before him.

That person had pale skin, hands without a single callus, and an absurdly impressive Blessing like this floating over his head.

Xia Mingyu felt that he probably would have immediately dropped to his knees and kissed the man's shoes too.

Wait.

If every Blessing granted its owner some kind of special ability...

Then didn't that mean...?

Thinking this, Xia Mingyu narrowed his eyes.

He focused his gaze on the words floating above his reflection in the water jar.

After staring at them for around three to five seconds, another line of white text appeared beneath them.

Language Comprehension: Communication is the first step toward understanding. You can learn a language within an extremely short period of time and reach the proficiency of a native speaker.

Xia Mingyu stared at it.

That's it?!

You're telling me this ridiculously long title only gives me this?!

Xia Mingyu sighed.

His future suddenly seemed incredibly bleak.

So, after transmigrating into this medieval-like other world, his only cheat ability was being able to quickly learn the local language.

Other than that...

He had no relatives.

No land.

No friends.

Not even a single coin.

His only possessions were the modern clothes he was wearing and a phone that had already run out of battery and shut down.

He couldn't even afford to pay Anliya for the food and shelter she'd given him over the past few days.

"What the hell am I supposed to do now?"

Xia Mingyu collapsed onto the wooden floor.

His head buzzed.

Anyone in this world who saw his Blessing would probably assume that he was the prince of some unbelievably powerful kingdom.

After all, a population of 1.4 billion was an absolutely unimaginable number in a medieval world!

But only Xia Mingyu himself knew the truth.

Heh...

Back on Blue Star, there were another 1.4 billion minus one "heirs" just like him.

Xia Mingyu laughed bitterly.

"Don't tell me I'm supposed to keep pretending until I actually build a country with 1.4 billion people!"

Even Xia Mingyu himself couldn't help laughing at that stupid joke.

Just then, someone gently knocked on the door.

Anliya's soft voice came from outside.

"Respected Prince Mingyu, the village chief—and also my adoptive father, Mr. Robert—wishes to request an audience with you."

During the three days Xia Mingyu had spent learning the language, he had already told Anliya several times that she could simply call him by his name.

However, the girl continued treating him with a level of respect that made him feel painfully awkward.

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