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Spring,It is a season of joy when people can finally start the new year after a long and cold winter without having to endure the cold, food is more readily available and the variety is slowly becoming more abundant. Therefore, when winter goes to spring, it is the most important festival of the year, and not only humans, but also dwarves, orcs, elves, and even ogres hold the most important celebrations in spring. Of course, the world is so complex that there will always be exceptions, such as the inhabitants who live in the earth's crust, for whom spring means little. Exceptions can go to extremes, such as the Snow Fairies, a race that hates spring the most. In any case, spring is always a joy for most people.

When the warm, moist air currents struggled over the Coast Mountains to reach the village of Rutheland, the people knew that spring had arrived again.

Nestled at the foot of the Coast Mountains, Russelland is a humble spot in this vast mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, and is one of the tens of thousands of human settlements. It is part of the Barony of Tucker and is part of the Holy Alliance's Empire. However, even in a straight line, Baron Tucker's castle is nearly three hundred kilometers away. Only at the time of the autumn harvest each year do the people of the village see the baron's tax collector. It was only at this time that the lord had an insignificant presence. The baron's tax was very light, and he only collected some local products unique to the mountains, and had little effect on the daily life of the villagers. However, the output of the village is limited, and if the tax impact is greater, it will involve the problem of survival.

Life in the mountains is actually not difficult, as long as you work hard for a year to the end.

As soon as spring arrives, the land outside the village needs to be turned over to sow the grain that can be harvested in the summer. The hunters began to enter the forest, and at this time, the monsters in the depths of the forest who had been hungry for a winter gradually woke up and began to forage for food. They become dangerous and aggressive. However, some of the specialties of the monsters, such as some glands that can be used as precious medicinal herbs or spices, can only be sold for the highest price at this time. At this time of year, there are dead and wounded hunters, but every year the hunters go into the mountains as usual. Therefore, in Ruthran Village, the goddess of the forest and the hunt has received the most faith, you know, in addition to the eternal dragon, the gods and beliefs on the Norland continent are as many as the stars above their heads.

The Norland Continent is a land of abundant resources, a land of advocating strength, and a land of strict hierarchy.

Even a remote and quiet village like Russelland is deeply marked by its age. The villagers are simple and sincere, but they also respect the strong and despise the weak. A small village with only a few dozen households, but it also has a hidden hierarchy.

A small figure appeared outside the village, it was a boy, but he was carrying a basket on his back that was almost as tall as he was, filled with breadfruit. In the spring, the winter's reserves had been mostly used up, and the new crops had not yet been harvested, so this not-so-tasty fruit was an important food source. It was easy to get, just pick it from the trees near the village.

Behind the boy, three boys appeared, who were a full head taller than him. They were carrying hunting bows and spears, and had knives at their waists, and rabbits and deer on their backs. They were not yet ten years old, but they could already hunt in the mountains. Of course, their prey was not magical creatures, but gentle animals, and their hunting methods mainly involved traps, but that was already quite difficult. Townspeople and noble children of the same age were still learning and training under their parents' wings

The leader of the group suddenly shouted out, "Hey, Richard, where's your father? Didn't he teach you to hunt? I was able to set traps and catch rabbits by myself when I was your age!"

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