The Divine Hunter Chapter 1: Farmer’s children

"Have you heard that the old Moore boy was hit by a horse?"

"Poor child, if I remember correctly, he is only thirteen years old this year, and I am afraid he will have to lie in bed for the rest of his life."

"You are talking about the situation a few days ago. The new news is that Roy's child has woken up. Unfortunately, there seems to be something wrong with his brain. He has been standing in the yard in a daze all day."

A few farmers stood on the ridge of the field and whispered to each other. Just behind them, a tall middle-aged man quietly put down his **** and clenched his fists, his face full of anger and helplessness.

He is the old Moore that the farmers call him, and he is also a lowly mud-legged man. He has been farming quietly for half his life. He has ordinary appearance, no ability, and no family property. Only at the age of twenty-three did a woman who didn't dislike him want to marry him.

The couple did not have a child until they were twenty-five years old. In this world, in this era, there are many people who become parents at the age of fifteen or sixteen. They can undoubtedly be called older parents. They naturally take great care of this child and are not willing to let him work in the fields on weekdays.

Their child Roy is also obedient. He was born quietly, never fights or makes trouble, and always has a shy smile. He is completely different from the little **** in the village who run around all day long.

"What a well-behaved child..."

Thinking of this, Old Moore was even more painful. The good times did not last long. Just four days ago, a woman galloped through the village on horseback and happened to brush against poor Roy. He fell into a coma at that time.

The poor herbalist in the village couldn't detect any external injuries. What was even more surprising was that the child woke up naturally after being in a coma for a day. Then he seemed like a different person. His eyes were dull, he didn't speak or answer, he just stared at the sky in a daze. .

Like a fool!

"Alas..." Old Moore was worried about his son. Seeing that it was getting late, he trotted home with his **** in hand.

The houses in the village are all made of thatch and wood. They are simple and dilapidated. It seems that a gust of wind can blow away the house. The whole village is very small, with only about a hundred households.

Old Moore's house is located in the far west of the village. It is noon, when the sun is the brightest, but a small figure is facing the dazzling sun in the sky, his eyes unblinking, as if he has no eyes. Puppet of the soul.

In the yard next to him, a rough-skinned peasant woman was bending over to feed chickens.

"What should I do if I hurt my eyes by staring at the sun? Susie! Didn't I ask you to look at the child? Look at what he is doing!"

Old Moore rushed into the overgrown courtyard of his house in a hurry, put his arms around the child's waist and put him in front of the threshold, touched his small black head, and showed a trace of warmth on his dry yellow face.

"Little Roy, listen to dad and don't do such stupid things in the future."

"Huh? Dad..." Some time ago, Roy, who woke up, ignored Old Moore's words, but today, there were waves on his handsome face, and his confused eyes became clear. He opened and closed his mouth and muttered,

"Luo Yi... Roy... By the way, my name is Roy now."

"The child spoke?" The farmer put his ear to his son's mouth in surprise.

He was finally sure that his son, who had not spoken for three days and three nights, had not become mute.

"Come on Susie, my son has spoken, don't be busy feeding those animals!"

After this exclamation, the peasant woman hurriedly ran in from the door.

The two couples hugged Roy, one on the left and the other on the right. Tears filled their eyes when they heard him call out their names.

And Roy took a serious look at his parents in this life - Old Moore and Susie. They have ordinary faces, wear old clothes made of linen, have rough skin, and have overworked and thin bodies, and their whole bodies reveal the simple and rustic look of rural farmers.

"These are my parents."

Roy's eyes were sore, his heart was suddenly touched, and he hugged the couple's shoulders at the same time.

At this time, two completely different memories merged completely in his mind. He is Luo Yi, an eighteen-year-old high school dropout from the Chinese country on Earth. He is also the son of a farmer in the small village of Caye in Lower Posada, on the southern border of a country called Aden in this other world.

As Luo Yi, his parents died in an accident. He dropped out of school and stayed at home. He indulged himself in the virtual world of games and planned to spend time with his parents after the compensation was spent.

It can be said that both of his parents are dead, he has no car and no money, he is addicted to games, and sooner or later he farts.

Although Roy is a lowly farmer's son and lives in poverty, he enjoys the long-lost family affection.

"I play games so crazily just to make up for the emptiness in my heart."

"This is the opportunity God gave me to make up for it." Now, he has inherited all of Roy's memories and emotions, and he naturally has a blood-based closeness to the couple.

"Roy, what happened to you the past few days? You're worried about us!"

"I...I was frightened by the horse. I remember being scared all the time and didn't know anything else..."

"What nonsense are you asking!" Old Moore yelled at his wife and touched Roy's head lovingly, "As long as the child is okay, it will be okay..."

After calming down his agitated parents, Roy began to look around his new home and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Surrounded by pitted walls, the whole house has a fireplace, an iron pot, two or three tables and chairs, and two "beds". If the ground is covered with a layer of hay and cloth, it will be fine. If you call for bed.

Not long after, the woman prepared lunch, which consisted of some dry and hard bread that looked like misshapen taro, an egg, two salted fish, and various stewed vegetables such as potatoes. A rich soup. The important thing is that there are no seasonings. In this house, even having some salt is considered a luxury.

Roy suppressed the weirdness in his heart and took a bite carefully, "What do you care about? It was not easy to eat such natural and pollution-free vegetables in the previous life. ~IndoMTL.com~ Maybe it is the instinct of this body that affects it, He quickly accepted the taste of the food, and since he hadn't eaten much in the past few days, he was so hungry that he wolfed it down regardless.

The food supply, which was not much in the first place, was rapidly dwindling.

"Eat slowly, kid, don't choke."

The couple on the side looked at their son with silly smiles and kept adding food to him, but they didn't touch the small pot of food much.

I only take a bite of dried salted fish occasionally.

…

In the afternoon, after waiting for Old Moore and Susie to discuss killing a chicken to replenish their son's health before leaving home at night, Roy's face turned serious.

Aden, who was once addicted to The Witcher 3, how could he not know?

"One of the four northern countries, this is the world of demon hunters, wizards and monsters."

In this world, in this era, bandits, monsters, diseases, and natural disasters are raging, making people's lives extremely difficult.

“Without power and rights, there is no telling when misfortune will strike.”

According to the original memory in his mind, it is now 1260.

If nothing unexpected happens, in three years' time, Emhyr Emres, the mighty and talented Emperor of the Southern Nilfgaard Empire, known as "the white flames flying over the enemy's graves" will launch the first North Although the war started in the far west of Lower Posada, the Kingdom of Sintra, who can guarantee that no deserters will come here to cause chaos.

And seven years later, in 1267, the Second Northern War broke out, and Aedirn was not spared.

"What abilities do I have? What should I do? At least protect old Moore and Susie." 13-year-old Roy doesn't have much time to use.

However, his time traveling to this world was not in vain. Like many time travellers, he brought a golden finger with him.