The Divine Hunter Chapter 11: Refugee camp

The sky was bright and a little white light shone through the tents in the clearing among the woods. The women were still sleeping soundly, holding their children tightly in their arms, with traces of tears and grease remaining on their faces.

The witcher jumped down from the big oak tree where he lived.

The little earth spirit and the little girl with long braids followed him for a distance.

"Friend Oaks, I've kept you waiting for a long time. Last night, Dorothy, I, and my furry friends buried everyone in the village. Otherwise, the corpses might attract dangerous monsters, and the entire village It will become a den of monsters."

"Thanks to you, not only did we drive away those bad guys, but we also rescued Dorothy!" Donnie grabbed one of her hands and shook her from side to side like a happy child, his eyes shining brightly, "We How should I repay you?"

Behind Donnie, the girl with long braids changed into a clean gray linen dress. Her eyes were as red and swollen as almonds, and her round face was filled with deep gratitude and admiration.

She will never forget the scene of the demon hunter killing several thugs in front of her.

The heartfelt feeling of revenge arises spontaneously.

Facing the benefactor, he was helpless and kept bowing.

Seeing that his benefactor was silent, Downey took out a handful of dark nuts from his pants pocket and stuffed them into his palm.

The witcher didn't mind the mud and grass clippings on the shell, and threw it directly into his mouth to chew, his eyes looking a little dull.

Still silent.

"Friend Oaks seems to be in a bad mood. Did something unexpected happen last night?" The earth spirit carefully observed the eyes of the witcher and noticed the anomaly, "Did the escaped bandits come back?"

"I just saw a group of women and children along the way, but there were two men?"

Roy turned his gaze to the woods behind him.

Danny followed his line of sight and saw the newly dug grave bag and tombstone.

The look in his eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head, frustrated and blaming himself,

"It was Donnie who asked you to provoke the robbers, Donnie got them involved!"

"The people who killed them have gone to hell... It's not your fault." Roy shook his head and laughed at himself, "It was my negligence."

Frick wouldn't have died if he had left the Gorfen or the Guwysir sword in the camp.

It can definitely be sent back in time.

If he repeatedly emphasized the danger, Bavi would not rush to catch up.

But he didn't.

I thought I could be sure that I could attack and kill all the gangs of robbers by myself without any chance of slipping through the net.

Think of cavalry as moving targets and experience.

But he made mistakes because of his arrogance and arrogance.

"I didn't think carefully."

"We want to pay homage to them."

The little earth spirit and the girl came to the tombstone and kowtowed devoutly to them.

"Friends Frick and Bawe, Downey is sorry for you. Downey swears that he will come to visit your graves every week and tell you fresh stories! My furry friend will protect you, and the other guys I don’t dare to harass your ‘home’!”

Dorothy wiped her nose and whispered softly, praying for the souls of the two.

The three of them stood quietly in front of the tombstone for a long time.

The sky is bright.

The women and children beside the tent started to move.

"Friend Oaks, we haven't thanked you yet."

Roy took a deep breath,

"Earth spirits usually know everything about the affairs in their territory. Have you seen a man with white hair and two swords on his back recently, and a little girl with emerald green eyes and mouse-grey silver hair?"

"A man with white hair?" The faint sadness on Downey's face turned into thinking, scratching his head and ears,

"I, I've seen it!" The girl with long braids suddenly raised her hand, "Nine days ago, I remember a tall man came to the village to ask for directions. He had white hair, cat-like eyes, handsome appearance, and a back He holds two swords and leads a black mare."

"He asked the same question as you!" said Dorothy. "He is looking for a little girl with green eyes, but no one has seen her."

The little girl suddenly lowered her head, her eyes red, and whispered,

"The robbers did not come at that time, but the village chief was still alive and suggested that he go to the Mayena refugee camp. The girl might have gone there with a refugee team! Counting the time, he had already arrived there."

Sure enough!

Roy nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a pity that Geralt failed to find Ciri.

"Friend Oaks, what are your next plans?" Donnie asked, "Should we continue to Mayena Fortress?"

"We can't let a group of orphans and widowed mothers stay in the wilderness, what about you?" Roy glanced at Dorothy, "This child's family and friends are gone. Why don't you leave with us? Stay alone. There is no place to stay when we come down. What if there are other bandits, dangerous monsters, or wild animals?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to leave!" The teenage girl raised her face and shook her head, "I'll stay here to live with Donnie!"

Roy thought he heard wrongly, and his surprised eyes flickered between the two of them.

A little human girl living with a little earth spirit?

Roy had never heard of these two species falling in love. Their reproductive isolation was severe, even worse than that of the witchers.

"Donny knows how to survive in the wild. Donny will ensure that Dorothy is well fed and clothed!" The little earth spirit clapped his fingers and said with excitement, "If she wants to be bored, Donny will take her fishing and swimming. Swings, wild boar rides and giant catfish! The whole territory is an amusement park!"

"Johnny will protect Dorothy well this time and will never let the robber hurt her!"

"Yes!" The girl smiled knowingly and held the little earth spirit's hand, "I know Donnie will take good care of me, just like before! I believe in Donnie!"

"Dorothy, have you ever thought about the future?" The witcher poured a bucket of cold water on her and asked curiously, "Can you adapt to life in the wild? When you get older, you will still be Living outside, not finding someone to marry, have children, and raise your own children?"

……

Roy's question made Donnie lower his head sadly.

But the little girl didn't hesitate for a moment and held the little earth spirit's hand hard, her voice was clear and strong,

"Obviously everyone is farming and living honestly and has never provoked anyone. However, those bad guys suddenly came in and were not satisfied after taking all the money. They also tortured everyone crazily. I saw it with my own eyes, dad and mom. ...Woo, so many villagers are dying of pain!"

She raised her voice,

"The scum among humans are far more cruel and terrifying than man-eating beasts, and more cruel and terrifying than the water ghosts that harm people by the river!"

“I went to a refugee camp, what if there were people worse than bandits?”

"Just thinking about it makes me scared. I would rather live with Downey for the rest of my life!"

"He won't harm anyone!"

Roy was silent.

Suffered such a major change.

No wonder Dorothy would have such extreme thoughts.

But this is her own choice and she will not interfere.

"Okay, you two, I wish you peace and happiness." Roy patted the sleeping Gorfen and Xiao Hei awake in the hood, and it was time to leave.

"Wait, friend Oaks! I haven't paid you yet!" The little earth spirit took out a bag of crowns from the pocket of his rag pants. Roy glanced at it and saw that there were two hundred crowns.

"The stinking puss didn't have time to take away the money collected, and Dorothy won't be able to use it in the future."

"Yeah!" The girl nodded.

"This money is given to you as a reward, and Oaks friends must accept it! You are a kind-hearted demon hunter, and you can use this money to help more good people."

Roy did not expect that the other party would recognize his identity long ago. He was not fooled by the sunglasses at all, and he clearly only carried a sword.

He didn't refuse.

"By the way, you brought such a group of women, children and sundries with you, and just one mule friend is not enough!" Donnie put his left hand in his mouth and blew a loud whistle.

A pair of erect long ears emerged from a redbud bush not far away, and a yellow-brown head with a long face emerged——

A wild donkey, more than two meters long, ran happily to the little earth spirit.

He grabbed its ear and whispered something.

The wild donkey suddenly brayed, lowered his head and walked to Roy, standing obediently as if he was ready to obey instructions.

"I've already told my friend Mao," Donnie said, "It will help you transport the goods to Mayena. When you get there, pat its **** eight times, and it will run back on its own."

"I hope you can treat her kindly in the next few days and don't let the bad guys catch her, otherwise there won't be a hair left!"

Roy smiled happily and touched the wild donkey's big, fluffy head.

"Well, you two, let's say goodbye... I'll visit you again when I have the chance!"

He is very curious, how far can humans and small earth spirits develop?

……

Roy returned to the camp, woke the woman and children, and continued north.

With the extra wild donkey available for tired members to take turns to rest, the team moved much faster than before.

If it was as slow as a funeral procession before, now it is like a procession to welcome a bride, the pace is fast.

"You didn't have to take us away and protect us, but you still did it." Yunig said to the witcher, "I know you are a good person with a cold face and a warm heart."

"Say this to the dead Bawe and Frick. I don't deserve the name of a good person."

The blond widow was choked and had no choice but to retreat.

……

"Sir Oaks, I heard that refugee camps are usually dirty and smelly, and are full of thieves and sloppy men." The woman with a delicate face and round **** walked up to him again, twisting her waist and feeling slightly uneasy. Said, "It's dangerous for a bunch of women to live there. Can you take us into the city, or me?"

"I think you'd better stop and learn to be content."

The woman hit a hard nail and left in confusion.

……

Although Roy accepted this responsibility, he was unwilling to communicate too much with women.

Although widows came up to him every now and then, intentionally or unintentionally showing off their plump or slender bodies under their thin clothes, to express their gratitude to him.

He is lukewarm and keeps a distance, like a pot of ice water that never boils.

……

The group of people walked along the road for a week.

There are more and more pedestrians on the road, and from time to time you can see carriages loaded with goods passing by, their wheels crunching on the ground.

But that doesn't mean it's safe.

During this period, Roy dispatched a group of evil spirits who attacked at night, and three waves of farmers who jumped out of the grass on the roadside, wearing barrel helmets and holding pitchforks to block the road and rob them.

If this group of women went on the road alone, they would probably have been "eaten".

On the fourth day, a tall and wide city wall made of bluestones appeared in everyone's sight.

They knew they had arrived at their destination.

Roy took the saddle bag off the wild donkey, patted its butt, and watched it disappear into the lush shrubs.

……

Mayena is a heavily fortified fortress located south of Maribo.

Dozens of Temerian soldiers stood guard on the battlements and at the gates of the sentry towers, carrying bows and arrows and holding Gabriel on guard. At the gate of the city, merchants and townspeople traveling from north to south lined up in a long line.

They were subject to strict inspection and body search by guards one by one.

Roy's team only stayed for ten minutes before seeing several waves of ragged refugees trying to sneak into the city being pushed away.

Swearing, he returned to the right side of the city wall, where there was a lot of noise, noise, and sewage flowing across it.

That is the final destination of the women, the refugee camp.

Roy quietly retreated to the end of the team, not too far or too close to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.

The camp, which smells of cabbage and shit, is made up of horse-drawn carriages, campfires, wooden sheds and tents.

There are at least more than four hundred people living there, maybe more. There was commotion everywhere, the chaotic voices of hundreds of people composed a symphony, and the cries of cattle, sheep, chickens and other poultry and livestock were variations.

There is not much order here. People shout, cry, and curse at will. Some clothes have big holes in them. A thin man with thick black eyes is waving his hands quickly and slowly in the open space in front of the tent, twisting and turning. The waist seems to be showing some kind of performance art with profound meaning.

Of course, it's also possible that he's just a psychopath.

Although the women could not be called very beautiful, a group of more than a dozen, plus a mule, was still quite eye-catching. Unkempt, unkempt men were hiding by the tents, looking at them indifferently. With concealed eyes filled with dark desire, he whistled at them lightly.

Revealing some intention——

There were skinny women sitting in some tents.

They had empty eyes and confused expressions, waiting for the man to walk in, pull down the tent, and make some kind of noise.

This is a way of letting off steam in the camp.

Roy looked around for signs of Ciri and Geralt.

This messy refugee camp does not require any handover.

You can occupy any place you like with your own tent as long as there is no one there.

The clean and tidy areas in the camp have long been occupied.

The women could only circle around the outside. The blazing eyes around them made them panic, and they wanted to run away.

But they have no choice but to adapt to this bad atmosphere.

After walking around three times, Roy had confirmed that Geralt and Ciri were not in the camp. He looked towards the towering city wall and wanted to enter the city.

And the women had an unexpected gain.

A group of acquaintances from nearby villages approached them.

There are many men, women, old and young.

Two acquaintances who had been separated for a long time hugged each other and cried, expressing their sorrow.

As expected, they will accept this group of widows, and this tent will become the women's new home.

The witcher stood not far away, watching this scene.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally got rid of this group of crying women and children, completed the unfinished business of the two Frick brothers, and a good thing was accomplished.

……

He was a little regretful. He had thought that the women would at least come over to say thank you, say a few words of gratitude, and say goodbye.

But endless joy and tears overwhelmed them, and they fell silent, forgetting everything else.

"See, Gorfen, Xiaohei..." Roy rubbed the two little guys in the hood, meaningfully, "Some people only know how to ask, but are not willing to give even a word."

"Remember, don't meddle in your own business in the future."

He turned and left.

However, he didn't get very far.

An urgent shout from behind stopped him.

Eugni, with a swaddle wrapped around her chest, golden hair and a slim figure, chased after her.

Puffing, I wiped the sweat off my forehead and looked at him with bright eyes, "Thank you!"

She said solemnly, "Thank you for taking care of me and my family and friends along the way. Thank you for putting up with our poor performance!"

"I accept your gratitude." Roy nodded at her, his eyes softened slightly, and his previous dissatisfaction with the widow dissipated a lot.

"Oakes, whether you admit it or not, you are a good person! You are more like a real man than those cowards, bullies, sentimentalists, and thugs!" Her big brown eyes stared at the witcher, There was a flicker of yearning, and then dejection, "But I have nothing, and I have nothing else to give you as a thank you."

She rushed up to him and gave him a big hug.

A faint smell of sweat and other smells drifted into the demon hunter's nose, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Goodbye, Oaks..." Eugenie held the child and backed away slowly, waving goodbye to him, her eyes red and her voice choked, "I will spend my whole life praying for you, when little Harry grows up. , I will let him remember a few saviors, Bawe, Frick, and Oaks..."

"This is for you." There was a flash of hesitation in the demon hunter's eyes, he stepped forward and took her hand, stuffed a small bag of coins into it, and closed her palms, "Take it. I hope they can I bring you good luck and work hard to survive with your children..."

……

Eunig watched the witcher leave, walked to a remote corner, and opened the bag.

Tears of joy and emotion filled his eyes.

No more than twenty crowns~IndoMTL.com~ was enough for the mother and son to establish a foothold in this unfamiliar territory.

……

"Huh... mind your own business!" Roy laughed to himself after watching Eugenie return to the camp safely.

But this is already the result of his restraint. Originally, I wanted to leave a message to the woman, but if I had any difficulty, I would go to the city to find him. After all, he was the only person who knew how to be grateful.

But then I thought about it, there are so many poor people in the world, how many can I save?

It's time to get down to business.

After the witcher circled the majestic city wall of Mayena several times in a concealed manner, he found a location that was sparsely guarded and inaccessible.

Pulled Gabriel.

The soldiers on the city wall only heard the vibration of bowstrings a few times. They looked around vigilantly, but could not see anything.

The demon hunter has already entered the city through flickering.

He made his way out of the dark and narrow alley and walked openly onto the street of Mayena.