You're Not A Lord Of The Apocalypse Chapter 194: Orange Village, Feast, and Sacrifice - Novel Cool

Chapter 194: Orange Village, Feast, and Sacrifice

Chapter 194: Orange Village, Feast, and Sacrifice

Upon entering Orange Village, everything seemed peaceful. It was just an ordinary Western-style village, and the people here were no different from ordinary folks on the magical continent. They had no extraordinary abilities and spent their days toiling in the fields, making them some of the hardest-working yet most impoverished people on the entire magical continent.

"Are you a great mage, sir?" An elder with slightly better attire approached Qin Muye and hurriedly greeted him.

"Hello, you must be the village chief. I am a traveling mage from the Silver Star Alliance," Qin Muye said, pulling the wool over the elder's eyes.

The village chief's expression was somewhat awkward. "I apologize, but I have never heard of the Silver Star Alliance. Perhaps the nobles in the city might know. But, sir, are you just passing through our Orange Village?"

His words were laced with probing, as if he was trying to ascertain Qin Muye's background.

"Yes, I'm just passing through and don't plan to stay long," Qin Muye didn't reveal his true origins.

The village chief breathed a sigh of relief. "That's too bad. Our Orange Village holds its annual Orange Feast tonight, and you'll miss it."

He said this more out of politeness, assuming Qin Muye wouldn't stay. After all, Orange Village wasn't a major settlement, and the Orange Feast was only significant compared to their daily lives.

Normally, Qin Muye would have expressed regret, but he decided to play it differently: "A feast? That's wonderful! Since I've stumbled upon it, I don't mind delaying my journey for a few days. To me, a village feast is like a divine gift of delicious food."

"So, village chief, please let me attend."

Qin Muye even grasped the elder's hand, his tone sincere.

Now it was the village chief's turn to be bewildered. How did he agree so easily?

He managed a forced smile. "That's great, but we don't have enough accommodations. If you leave now, you can quickly find a warm place to stay in the town."

"Village chief, you're such a kind man. No worries, didn't you forget I'm a mage? Accommodation is no problem for me," Qin Muye said with a grin.

He wasn't about to leave, and he had things to do.

In the end, the village chief said helplessly, "Alright, great mage. The Orange Feast takes place tonight. Please be sure to attend at the village square in the center. I hope you find the sweetest orange."

Seeing this, the village chief had no choice but to subtly withdraw his hand from Qin Muye's and indicated that he needed to prepare for the Orange Feast, so he couldn't chat further.

"Master, there's something off about this village chief," Tianqi warned Qin Muye through the magic network.

"I know, but I'm not sure if he's a servant of the ancient gods or an informant," Qin Muye replied through the network.

Qin Muye could sense that the village chief was eager for him to leave, but he wasn't sure why.

Whether he was a servant of the ancient gods or a well-meaning informant, both would want him gone.

Servants of the ancient gods feared that a mage might disrupt their sacrificial rituals, while an informant might be concerned about Qin Muye getting entangled.

But it didn't matter; he was staying anyway.

As he walked around, the villagers cast curious glances at Qin Muye before hurrying off. Each household had a fresh orange hanging by their door, seemingly just placed there.

The oranges were normal, with no strange occurrences.

The name "Orange Village" came from its abundant production of oranges, and the lack of culture led to the village being named after its primary crop.

Most of the villagers were commoners, but according to Qin Muye's observations, although oranges were plentiful, they didn't grow only oranges. Oranges were a significant part of their agriculture, making it their livelihood. Each household also grew wheat and other grains for their own consumption, as well as vegetables and poultry. While the village was small, the orange industry provided a moderate standard of living for the villagers.

After a thorough exploration, he found no signs of villagers worshipping any strange deities, and there were no religious items in their homes.

The only suspect for being a servant of the ancient gods was the village chief, as no one else seemed out of the ordinary.

Even the Reconnaissance Spell couldn't detect anything, which was quite strange.

This village looked clean and problem-free, but that was exactly the biggest issue.

Later, he arrived at the central square of the village, which was indeed bustling with activity. Many villagers were busy preparing for the Orange Feast that evening.

There was one thing he could be certain of: the ancient god sacrifice was most likely the Orange Feast that evening. It was too obvious. As long as Qin Muye wasn't lacking in intelligence, he could pinpoint this event.

'It seems I’ll have to wait for the Orange Feast to catch the ancient god's minions off guard. It’s going to be difficult to catch one alive without making them desperate.'

Qin Muye thought for a moment. This time, he would summon five thousand spirits to prevent anyone from hiding.

The villagers were mostly 1st Tier, while the ancient god's minions were currently unknown. They were likely hiding somewhere, such as in a basement or underground cave.

While Orange Village wasn't large, it wasn't small either.

Unless Qin Muye summoned the spirits, it would be impossible for him to explore the entire area alone.

However, now wasn't the right time. He could wait until everyone gathered and then capture them all at once. If there were any leftovers, he could conduct a thorough search.

Otherwise, with the villagers scattered, some might slip away.

He circled the village but found no substantial breakthrough. Even Tianqi couldn't detect anything unusual. The entire Orange Village looked like a normal village. If it weren't for the fact that he had entered a dungeon, he might not have noticed anything amiss.

He found a place to sit, knowing that he wasn't the type of protagonist who could find clues effortlessly. It was normal not to find any leads.

Usually, a child or a pretty woman would come to provide a clue, but Qin Muye wasn't that lucky. He could only drag things out if he couldn't find the clues himself.

If it weren't for the fact that this dungeon didn't have the usual 24-hour time limit, he could have done more. Since it was part of the Magic Continent's server, the time flow was consistent.

Other lords might act swiftly and decisively, but Qin Muye preferred to explore the roots slowly, which is why he was taking his time.

Otherwise, with his army, there would be no chance of any escapees.

'If I could capture an ancient god's minion alive, that would be great,' Qin Muye thought. He was quite curious about them.

Of course, besides the ancient god's minions, he was also very curious about the ancient god's ruins.

Dungeons on the Magic Continent were actual existing structures or camps, but these ancient god ruins seemed different. It felt like he had been teleported to another world, but Qin Muye conducted a simple test and confirmed that he was still on the Magic Continent. For example, using a hyper-spatial teleportation channel consumed the same energy as a local teleportation, not a cross-world one.

This confirmed that he was still on the Magic Continent.

Qin Muye also observed the air wall outside Orange Village. It was silent and devoid of any human presence, as if the village was completely isolated from the outside world.

Was this possible? No, it wasn’t.

First, while Orange Village might not be a large settlement, such a significant event would normally attract visitors from neighboring villages, or even just curious onlookers. But so far, not a single outsider had entered, and no villager had left, as if leaving the village was an impossible concept.

Qin Muye boldly hypothesized that Orange Village had been separated and then formed into the ancient god's ruins.

In other words, beyond the air wall was the place where Qin Muye had arrived, not the usual roads or towns.

In essence, the vast void of the ancient god's ruins was Orange Village itself.

The only difference was in the presentation. The village was currently holding a feast, and if it proceeded without interruption and succeeded, the consequences were unknown but certainly wouldn't be good.

Moreover, he found it strange that he had arrived just in time for the Orange Feast.

It couldn't be that the feast was held specifically for him; he didn't believe he had that much influence.

'Maybe it involves some mechanism of the ancient god's ruins?'

(End of Chapter)

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