The Divine Hunter

"Whoosh-"

Under the gloomy night sky, a black shadow kept flickering in the vast wilderness, and the bats foraging for food were no more ghostly than him.

Every time it disappears and reappears, it is 100 meters away from the previous location.

In just ten seconds, he jumped out a mile.

"Whoosh-"

After the twentieth flash.

The witcher stopped suddenly, and the corpse of a robber in tattered chain mail fell in the middle of the overgrown road, with a feather arrow stuck in the right eye socket.

Apparently one of the robbers who escaped from the village entrance not long ago.

who killed him?

Roy rolled his eyes.

The lost horse snorted restlessly under a cedar tree not far away.

Near there lay another young corpse, lying on its back, its forehead smashed and collapsed by some kind of blunt object, blood and brains pouring out of the broken skull.

See what he looks like.

The witcher's pupils shrank, and for a moment it seemed as if a hammer had hit his head, his brain buzzed, and a slight sourness poured out of his nose.

"I have long been in my heart. When I was a child, our family and another hunter next door had a baby kiss, and their daughter promised me."

"Her name is Maria Baring, but unfortunately his father died of illness shortly after we got engaged. Later, her stepfather beat and scolded her at every turn, and she couldn't stand it and ran to the north."

"Leaving home this time, I plan to wait for Frick to settle down and marry her!"

...

Beautiful visions are a thing of the past in the blink of an eye.

Bavi's ideal was completely disillusioned, and the corpse was especially warm.

Even when he was lying on the ground, he still had round eyes, as if he was about to draw his bow to aim at the enemy, but his pupils lost focus, as if asking a pale question.

His beloved elm bow was scattered around, trampled and broken in two by horses.

"breathe…"

Roy immediately opened the ring of time.

The surging magic power enveloped himself and the young man who died not long ago.

Unfortunately, twenty seconds of backtracking was not enough to save the lost life.

He was eerily quiet.

Roy rubbed his swollen cheeks deeply and closed his eyes for Bavi.

Reaching out a hand, the witcher took his corpse and bow and arrow into the space.

As soon as he turned around, the bright red ribbon emitting blood in the air flew straight forward, disappearing in the direction of the forest in the distance, and the witcher's pupils were burning with flaming flames.

"Shh-"

...

"breathe…"

Flick and a group of women and children hid in the myrtle bush not far from the small earth spirit tree hole.

Under the night, a pair of timid eyes are hidden among the branches and leaves.

He stared unblinkingly at the entrance to the forest.

My heart began to worry about my brother.

Shortly after the witcher left, the young and vigorous Bavi followed, thinking of helping him swept the formation and assisting him to escape.

Although they had just met, the hunter brothers' innate intuition told them that the young man with dark glasses with a seemingly indifferent face was a good person with a sense of justice and goodwill.

As he said, in this world where wars are frequent, it is too cruel and indifferent, and warm-hearted people should not die casually.

Their ending should be to sit together at the tavern in Mayena and toast to each other.

Flick glanced at the cautious blond woman beside him, and his heart filled with satisfaction.

Soon, after this difficult time, he will be able to marry a daughter-in-law.

His brother will also go after his own happiness.

Calculate the time.

Should they come back?

"Da da da!"

There was a rush of hooves at the entrance to the forest.

But not his long-awaited brother and friend.

A knight in blue chainmail, a gray cloak, and an iron helmet on his head galloped wildly, panicking like a lost dog!

Frick's heart froze, and he made a silent gesture to the people around him.

Even just a knight is not something they can afford!

Better to get away!

Along the way, the women have rich experience in coping with suffering, and actively cover their children's mouths,

whispered comfort in their ears.

But there is one exception.

The boy in Eugenie's swaddled baby was just over a year old, and the gentle mother was worried that she would damage the child. I really can't do it.

And this sudden and intense sound of horse hooves, like a gong being struck, woke up the sleeping child in the swaddling clothes.

"Wow-wow-"

A crisp and sharp cry echoed through the forest.

The knight on the horse trembled visibly to the naked eye!

"Yu—"

He suddenly pulled the reins, turned his direction, and there was a ferocious look on his face all over the flesh, and charged in the direction of the cry!

"Run!" Flick shouted, pulling the bow and setting the arrow at the same time!

The women ran away like frying pans.

"Whoosh—" The bow and arrow hit the knight's head precisely, but he turned his head sideways, and the arrow was blocked by the iron helmet.

His body swayed slightly, but he still sat firmly on the back of the horse, the mace in his right hand was raised in the air, and the radial blade radiated cold light.

The huge horse head exhaled hot air, and the bloodshot pupils of the knight immediately flashed with the madness of the desperado!

Lock on the target!

The bloody smell and the strong wind are like steel knives scraping the face.

"Pfft!"

Flick rolled on the ground, narrowly avoiding the trampling of the horses and the swinging mace. The horses missed his body and ran forward seven or eight meters.

Turn your back to the hunter.

The moment Frick stood up, he let go of his fingers holding the strings and nocks.

"Whoosh-"

The arrow crossed a distance of five meters in an instant, hitting the back of the horse!

Blood splatters!

The horse neighed in pain and raised its front legs high.

The rider's substandard riding posture and inferior riding boots caused him a big loss. He was knocked off the horse's back, fell to the ground, rolled over against the thick layer of humus, and his helmet and mace were dropped on the way. .

Flick pulled out the long sword from his waist and rushed over.

The swung blade slashed the knight's back. If he didn't have that layer of chain mail, he would definitely be able to sever his spine!

But this time, the knight who fell to the ground just roared and slammed like a fish struggling on a dry river bed. He clasped Frick's feet with both hands, threw him to the ground, and took advantage of the situation to reach his waist. dagger.

Raise your hand!

The water-like moonlight in the woods streamed over a sharp blade.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

A series of heart-pounding sharp knives into the flesh.

The knight pressed Flick, his cruel eyes glowed red in the night, and the short sword turned into a violent rain, breaking the leather armor and flesh.

Flick's body was poked with several large holes, and blood rushed out, staining his gray clothes, and soaking in the fallen leaves and twigs on the ground... Severe pain and powerlessness enveloped his body.

A few scenes suddenly appeared in his mind. Beside the bonfire, Yugenie smiled gently at him with her child in her arms, while Bavi and his wife Maria sat opposite and described a bright future aloud.

gone.

Do not!

The knight with his sword jabbed suddenly fell backwards.

Widow Yunig stood behind him with a bloody branch, her eyes wide and she trembled nervously.

The power to suppress Flick disappeared, and he stood up like a flash of light to hold down the fallen knight, and turned the defense into attack!

There was no weapon in his hand, and his teeth became his weapon.

Like a wildly hungry beast, he bowed his head, "He-"

Pale white gums tore the enemy's throat, revealing a broken trachea in the flesh.

The gushing blood stained his mouth, biting a tooth with flesh and blood, and half of his face twisted.

Eat, bite!

The knight fell to the ground with twitching hands and feet, and gradually lost his movement.

Ten seconds later, Frick's strength receded, and he fell on his back beside the bloody corpse.

panting, breathing failure, dilated pupils,

"Frick!"

"Frick!"

With the child on his back, Yugenie desperately clutched the blood on the man's stomach and stuffed the intestines that had slipped out of the belly. More women and children surrounded him, and hurriedly began to tear clothes to make bandages.

But the blood couldn't stop.

Others sobbed and said,

"It's no help, my intestines are broken."

"Bavi...my brother, have you found Maria?" the man lying on the ground suddenly asked nervously, his voice was choppy, his dilated pupils stared into the air, as if his twin brother was there.

The woman held his right hand with thick knuckles to his smooth and delicate face,

He felt a touch of temperature, but stared blankly at the air and asked anxiously, "Dear Yugni...give it to me!"

"I swear to protect you and the child with my life!"

"I do! When we arrive in Mayena, we'll get married!" The blond widow nodded frantically and shouted in his ear, with tears in her eyes.

The baby in the swaddle stopped crying, and the big black eyes looked curiously at the man's bright red and pale face, and he was not afraid.

But could not be saved.

The hand still drooped down weakly.

...

When Roy came back a few minutes later, the little black dog barked and ran to his feet to have fun.

Flashing all the way, he ran out of magic power, used up activation, and drank a few bottles of magic potion, and the side effects caused his brain to buzz.

When he returned to the woods, the moonlight and the jumping bonfire only illuminated a chaotic scene, a dozen women wandering helplessly in place, some praying in low voices, some weeping, children's faces Red, crying and looking at a corpse in chainmail with hatred and fear.

The blond widow sat on the woods, holding Flick, who was dyed red, in her arms.

She was pale and stared at the dark night sky with dull eyes, a sense of despair and dazedness emanating from her body.

Roy sighed deeply.

Heart is sad.

A knight who is vulnerable to himself.

To ordinary people, to these women, it is a deadly threat.

But why?

Bavi, Frick, didn't you tell you to hide? !

"Ox is back!" A thin woman with a dark and wrinkled face rushed towards Roy crying, and the others seemed to have found the backbone, rushed to his side, and vented their fears at him, "Uuuu...Frick It's gone, in order to protect us and that beast die together!"

"Frick is a good man, he shouldn't die!"

"Merciful Goddess Meritelli!" a woman with puffy cheeks shouted in disbelief, "Why take away those who follow your teachings with good intentions?!"

"Where's Bavi?" Another woman asked eagerly, "Didn't he go to help you, why did you come back alone, is he behind? Answer me!"

"Wuwu, what if he has another accident and calls us a group of orphans and widows?"

Roy was silent for a moment, separated the crowd, walked to Frick's body, stretched out his hand and waved, another body appeared in the open space.

The stocky twin brothers from the patriarch Kuxiao, the head of the Orion in Upper Sodden, reunited at this time.

But they have no sign of life, and they can no longer see the open-minded and bright smile on their faces.

"Bavi is dead!" The cries became louder, echoing one after another throughout the woods, and even the wolf howls in the depths were completely covered up.

The refugee team is in complete chaos.

There were also women who realized that something was wrong. Where did this man with sunglasses suddenly take out the body of the hunter.

"Your Excellency Oaks, as I said, you shouldn't have helped that wild boy in the first place!" shouted a blushing, burly fat woman, "If you don't leave and provoke the robbers, they won't Come here! Bavi and Flick are not going to die!"

"It's all because of that Luting goblin's bewitching!"

"No, if it wasn't for Eugenie's child crying uncontrollably," another woman offered the opposite view, "it wouldn't lead to the fleeing rider, and Frick wouldn't have died."

The blond widow's shoulders trembled when she heard the words, and she couldn't help hugging the infant child tightly, her thin body curled into a ball.

"Shut up for me!"

An angry roar resounded throughout the woods, which contained frightening magic!

All the women were taken aback, and the pestle remained silent.

A gust of night wind whistled past.

For a moment in the woods only the crackling of sparks could be heard.

"Sorry, Oaks, we didn't mean to blame you... We were so frightened that we really didn't know what to do. You're not going to leave us, are you?"

"Please, stay and go to Mayena together!"

Roy didn't speak, his eyes slowly swept across the women's faces, exuding an indifference that strangers should not enter.

There was a long and unbearable silence in the woods.

"Whatever you ask for, just mention it!" A woman with a delicate face and a bulging chest raised her chest and said, "What else can we not lose? Apart from the child, there is only this body. The same goes for K."

"Choose any one, and when Mayena, she will marry you!"

The women scrambled to speak.

It's as if you're going to lose something great

"Do you like Eugenie?" the delicate woman asked suddenly, walking behind the blond widow with crystal tears on her face, holding her shoulders, and pushing her to the witcher, Eugene hurriedly hurried hugging the witcher's thigh.

And Roy helped her up gently and irrefutably.

"Her future husband has died heroically! She is helpless again, do you want to accept her?"

"This is by no means forced! If you don't believe me, ask, she would love to marry you!"

The witcher didn't speak.

Yunig glanced at the child in his arms, his red eyes were full of pity and pity, he clenched his silver teeth sharply, and put one arm of the witcher into his soft embrace,

"Take everyone to Mayena, I'll follow you later!"

Roy's messy sword brows frowned, and a sense of absurdity suddenly surged in his heart, followed by extreme anger, his hands clenched into fists and his teeth clenched.

He glared at Yunig.

Marry me, what about Frick?

Where do you place your commitment to him?

You just use perfidy to repay his care all the way?

...

The latter was stared at by the fierce eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and a terrifying blood-colored arm and foot appeared in her sight, waving in the void behind the demon hunter, she couldn't help screaming, hugging the child and retreating quickly, not wanting to stumble. A vine fell heavily.

However, when she came back to her senses, she found that the terrifying hallucination just now disappeared.

"Lord Oakes, I know you hate burdens," she knelt in front of the witcher with her baby in her arms. The baby's soft lips contained a thumb, and her big bright eyes looked at him curiously.

The woman raised her head and hissed,

"But the child is innocent!"

"Arrived at the refugee camp in three or four days, help us!"

...

Several five- or six-year-old children hid behind their mothers and cast fearful glances at Roy.

The image of the angry man just now was completely different from the usual quiet and gentle, exuding a heart-pounding indifference.

No longer the uncle in sunglasses they were familiar with on weekdays.

Almost everyone thought he would turn around and leave in the next second, leaving this mess behind.

The anger in the Witcher's heart melted slowly like snow in the sun.

Dejected sighed.

"Go ahead tomorrow." His voice was surprisingly hoarse and dry, as if he was seriously ill, but it made the panic-stricken women relieved, "Rest now."

Drop a word.

Roy picked up the two corpses and walked into the depths of the woods.

"Puff puff..."

The two swords danced into afterimages, quickly digging out a big hole in the soft glade.

He took out the wooden sculpture of Maria Barin from Bavi's body and stuffed it into his arms, making a secret decision.

Then lay the bodies of the two brothers in the humble dirt pit.

buried.

A section of wood was cut into a plaque and inserted on the mound.

Roy engraved a line of words with a knife - Bavi, Frick, brothers hunters in Suoshan District, abide by kindness and courage, hoe the strong and help the weak, born in the ordinary and die great.

...

"Woo! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" A cry came from behind, Yunig came over at some point, crossed the witcher's body, hugged the child, and knelt down in front of the tombstone.

The blond hair quivered on his shoulders.

"If it weren't for us, they would have left Soden long ago!"

She stroked the writing with tears in her eyes.

...

Roy didn't go to comfort.

Silently led Golphin and the black dog up the oak tree, sat quietly on the thick branch, and guarded the woman and child by the bonfire below.

The eyes change.

Frick, Bavi, what the hell is this?

Yesterday he was still smiling and describing the future with me.

Just left!

"The lives of ordinary people are so fragile."

this night.

From time to time, there were noises from the side of the tombstone, and several women in the team, with their children, knelt and prayed against the tomb.

Roy just looked at them silently.

And before dawn.

Xiao Diling came back with a new braided girl on her body.