The Divine Hunter Chapter 18: Twisted Talent

In the evening, Roy returned to the mill, took out the still-warm kebabs, placed them at the door of the warehouse, knocked on the door, and then entered the living room.

At the dinner table, Roy mentioned Vivien's matter to the Henke couple, and their descriptions were basically consistent with Tross's.

He tried again in a roundabout way, why not send his daughter to Cardell House.

Toya is young and physically disabled, belonging to a disadvantaged group. Kadell House might accept this student. But the couple only excused themselves because they couldn't afford the tuition fee, and they decided that Toya was not smart and was not the material.

Roy had a deeper understanding of the couple's bottom line, so he stopped talking.

After a hasty dinner, before he returned to his room, he unexpectedly found a visitor.

The oil lamp hanging on the wall illuminated a petite figure, standing with his back to him at the door, slightly stooped, shoulders higher and lower, carefully wiping blueberries one by one, and then carefully placing them outside the door. on the bucket.

After doing all this, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief and prepared to return to the warehouse. However, as soon as she turned around, she saw a figure behind her.

She was stunned in place, the happy smile on her small round face instantly solidified, and then she lowered her head helplessly, and her whole body began to tremble.

But this time she didn't run away.

"Toya, don't be afraid, I don't mean any harm..." Roy smiled as gently as possible and kept a good distance from her instead of walking over recklessly. "I just want to say thank you. The fruits you have sent me these days are very fresh and taste good."

"You..." the girl was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly took a deep breath, as if she had exerted great determination, and said hesitantly, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

The voice is as crisp as an oriole, with a little girl's innocence and overflowing nervousness.

"Why do you ask?" Roy deliberately stared into her eyes, "I think you are no different from other girls..."

Toya's breath was choked and her heart seemed to have stopped beating. No one had ever said such words to her, not even her dearest father, who had never said the words she was most looking forward to.

It was as if sand had been rubbed into his eyes, and a surge of sourness came out.

Roy continued, "Those brats with low morals only know how to run around, make trouble, play pranks, and make fun of others. But you have begun to take care of livestock and poultry, take care of gardens and fields, and you make a living with your hands. myself."

"You are amazing," Roy said with a familiar smile. "I think it is necessary to introduce myself formally. My name is Roy. I am about the same age as you. I am the son of a farmer in Baja Posada. I just came to Ai. Desberg soon. Toya, you have accepted my gifts in the past few days and returned gifts, then we are friends."

"Friends?" Toya felt that this word was far away from her... When she was very young, she had a few friends, but since she had health problems, her ugly hunchback became more and more obvious. Those friends She gradually became alienated from her, even avoiding her like a snake or a scorpion. She could hardly remember the appearance of those friends. Now her mind was filled with the vicious expressions of others laughing, cursing, and sarcastically.

She didn't dare to hope that she could still make a friend.

The firelight illuminated her bewildered face, and Toya entered a state of relaxation, but unconsciously her tense body relaxed and she was no longer on guard.

"How about we change places to chat? Don't be nervous, just some daily topics, such as... what did you eat for lunch?"

Roy's eyes searched everywhere, and the moon rose in the sky. Next to the open space where he sweated profusely every night, the water surface of the pond was rippled by the night wind, and the silver gauze of the moonlight swayed gently, becoming hazy.

……

Roy noticed the girl sitting down by the pond not far to his left and breathed a sigh of relief. He originally thought that the girl would run away directly, because he had never been in contact with such a sensitive girl, and he was very worried about touching her. to each other's wounds.

But I finally took the first step successfully.

The girl was obviously extremely uncomfortable with this scene. She lowered her head and twisted her fingers together nervously. She didn't dare to look at the boy next to her or look at her own reflection in the pond, as if she were some kind of monster.

"Toya, relax... Come on, have you ever seen a magic show?"

"No...what does magic mean?" The girl asked this question very carefully.

"It's almost the same as a trick. Do you know the trick? I'm going to perform one for you right now. Watch carefully!" Roy's commanding tone startled the girl, who instinctively looked over in obedience.

"Don't blink..."

Roy stretched out his right hand, showed the empty back and surface of his palm to the opponent, and then began to turn his wrist, one, two, three times...

Toya recited silently in her heart for a few moments, then opened her mouth slightly and widened her dark eyes. A delicate card suddenly appeared in Roy's empty palm - the card showed a girl with red hair and a red dress. A woman who is as voluptuous and beautiful as fire, with a mysterious temperament lingering all over her body.

Roy held the cards in his right hand and continued to turn them. After a few rounds, the cards disappeared without warning.

"Roy...how did you do that?" The girl's attention was completely attracted. It was just an extremely poor trick, but she had never left Edesberg since the day she was born, and even more No chance to see any tricks, "Where did you hide the cards?"

"It doesn't work if I explain the principle. Guess where I hid the cards?" Toya really held her chin up after hearing this, letting her long brown hair hang to the surface of the pond, and she began to think seriously. .

At this moment, she forgot about her inferiority and uneasiness.

But Roy suddenly strode a distance (0.3 meters) away from her, interrupting her contemplation.

The girl froze, cold sweat appeared on her forehead and pale cheeks, her heartbeat was beating fast, but it was not due to shyness or other reasons, but pure nervousness and fear.

Long-term abuse always made her feel that anyone who came close to her would torture her, either beating her or spitting on her.

"Sorry... I scared you." Roy apologized, spread his hands and took two steps back until the girl's breathing returned to normal and she "came back to life" again.

"I just wanted to come over and find the card."

He pointed at the girl’s white apron,

"Toya, believe it or not, that card is lying quietly in your pocket now."

The girl hesitantly touched her pocket, and then on the palm of her hand covered with calluses and frostbite, there was an extra card, which was exactly the one that appeared in Roy's hand.

Unfortunately, she was illiterate and couldn't recognize the woman's name, but looking at the lifelike woman on the card... she was fascinated by her slim figure and beautiful appearance, with a hint of envy and longing in her eyes. .

"Isn't it interesting?" Roy said, "This card is for you."

"Why?" Toya was puzzled. She had been flattered by the herbs and food the other party had given her in the past few days. "I can't accept it. It's too expensive."

"This is just an ordinary Gwent card," Roy said truthfully. "Most tavern keepers can buy it. If you feel bad about it, just give me some fruit tomorrow."

Toya held the cards with a look of reluctance on her face, and said for a long time, "Then...okay," she put the cards in her pocket with great care. "Who is the woman painted on the card?"

"Sabine Grievishig, a sorceress in the capital of Kaedwen, Ard Kalai."

"Sorceress?"

"Believe me, you will understand this later. Now, let's talk about something else," Roy sat down next to her. This time, the girl no longer had the strong rejection reaction before, maybe it was In order to relax, she gently imitated Roy and swayed her feet gently.

There are two more passengers in the "moon boat" on the water.

"What kind of work do you usually do in the mill?"

"In addition to what you said, I also have to feed pigs, clean houses, and weed crops in the fields..."

"Oh, you are so young, you shouldn't bear so much..." In fact, teenage girls are either married or have to help with farming at home, but their lives are not as painful as hers.

"What are your hobbies? Painting, singing, dancing, Gwent?"

"I don't know how to play Gwent, maybe...sing? But I don't dare, Oona will scold me for singing as unpleasantly as a rooster crows,

Other people will laugh at me too. ”

"Don't listen to their nonsense, your voice is very suitable for singing..." Roy praised sincerely, "If you go to other big cities, you might not be able to become an opera singer. It's too late now, wait until later Opportunity, do I have the honor to hear your singing voice?"

……

The two talked about daily life. Most of the time, he was telling and asking questions, while Toya listened quietly, occasionally interjecting, and the answers were short and slow, but Roy still found some useful information from it. Information.

Her hunchback is not natural, but mild symptoms suddenly appeared eight years ago, and then worsened year by year. Her mother died five years ago, worried too much, and then along came that mean fat woman, her stepmother Oona.

Toya's life has since fallen into endless manual labor, and her father has gradually alienated her.

……

Roy felt panic, helplessness, and confusion from her answer.

And Toya could feel that in the other person's eyes there was no disappointment and disgust from her father, hatred from her stepmother, and discrimination and contempt from the children and the surrounding residents. But full of patience and consideration.

She felt a long-lost word...respect.

For the first time since her mother passed away, Toya felt the desire to talk. But not today, the moon has risen higher, and one hour has passed quietly.

"Roy, are you really... willing to be friends with me?" She patted her skirt and stood up. The bright moonlight was so close that she could clearly see the bulge and the height of her back. shoulders.

"You are wrong," Roy smiled heartily, "We are already friends."

"Then can I still chat with you tomorrow?"

"Of course, you are always welcome to come see me as soon as I return to the mill."

The girl breathed a long sigh of relief and limped towards the shabby warehouse.

Roy watched her leave.

Toya

Gender: Female

Age: 13 years and 10 months

Identity: civilian

Health: 30↓ (magic erosion)

Magic value: 120↑ (magic erosion)

Strength: 3

Agility: 4

Physique: 3↓

Perception: 6

Will: 6

Charm: 4

Spirit: 12↑

Skills:

Source of Dharma (Passive Solidification): Self-Awakening~IndoMTL.com~Those who are sensitive to chaotic energy, that is, magic, are favored by the elements of earth, fire, water, and air, and their bodies spontaneously absorb magic all the time.

After professional and systematic training, you can manipulate magic, release magic, and achieve challenges that are difficult for ordinary people to complete.

……

Roy remembered what Leisuo said when he taught him meditation: When sensitive people awaken, if they are not sent to the Warlock Academy in time to receive warlock training and domesticate the power of elements, they will go crazy because their magic power is out of control. collapse. Or they may end up in a more miserable state, with their bodies tortured by magic into ugly deformities.

Apparently the miller's daughter Toya is one of the unfortunate ones. God gave her a unique magical talent, but did not teach her how to restrain this power. The deformity of the girl's body is undoubtedly caused by the out-of-control magic power running rampant in the body. If left unchecked, her lifespan will be much shorter than that of an average person.

Roy was indeed out of sympathy at first, but now he has more thoughts. He cannot become a warlock, but it does not prevent him from making friends with a future sorceress, which can be regarded as a long-term investment.

If you haven’t made a few spell-casting friends, how can you call yourself a demon hunter?

But the situation is more complicated, so he has to plan it step by step.