The Divine Hunter Chapter 19: Intruder
On the afternoon of the rest day, the rare sunshine in winter shines through the gaps between the lush branches and leaves of the alder forest, casting mottled silhouettes on the ground.
This afternoon, the orphans from Gawain's House followed the Oaks brothers into the woods, starting a happy harvest time.
Each child is carrying a bamboo basket, humming melodious nursery rhymes, and jumping through the trees of varying heights in search of treasures: picking young and petite shepherd's purses with dark green and wrinkled leaves from the bare fields. The fresh green onions were dug out from the crevices of the rocks.
There are also marigolds, sage...
Occasionally, you can get some surprises, such as bird eggs on low branches, sweet and sour lantern fruits... and alfalfa collected for the teachers' cars, Wilt, Rocky, and Scoopian...
The dry air smells of bark and earth.
The orphans enjoyed themselves.
The two demon hunters were leaning against a tree, one on the left and the other on the right, holding dogtail grass in their mouths. They closed their eyes and fell asleep leisurely, and reminded them from time to time.
"Don't go far, little cubs, don't run far..."
……
Vicky broke the iron rule set by the teacher. She secretly set off in the direction away from Gawain's house, bent down and almost buried her head in the grass, and worked hard to pick marigolds.
She ranked first in every exam in class, and she completed all the tasks assigned by the teacher meticulously.
She has never been as naughty and playful as other children - because Vicky does not have any lofty ideals or ambitions. Her only interest is to gain recognition and praise from the teacher.
I especially like it when the teachers touch her braided hair on the back of her head in front of the whole class and praise her for her outstanding achievements in cultural classes.
Every time like this, Vicky's little heart would burst out of her chest with joy.
To get compliments, she would pick as many important herbs as possible, ignoring berries and wild vegetables and picking only the herbs.
The thick grass concealed the girl's petite body.
The little girl kept walking forward... I don’t know how long it took, but the movement around her became lighter and lighter. At a certain moment, when the tip of her nose was covered with crystal beads of sweat, she suddenly looked up——
She got into a completely unfamiliar forest, and there was no ghost in sight. Her friends, Oaks and Teacher Serrit were all left far behind.
The breeze blew through the forest, causing the branches, leaves and shrubs to rustle. The silent alder trees seemed to be sealed demons and ghosts, shooting bright eyes at her from all directions.
Vicky shrank her neck.
Putting the bamboo basket on his shoulders into his arms, he hugged it tightly, his fingertips turned white from excessive exertion, and he breathed out.
"I...I'm lost? Wuwu...Mr. Oaks, Mr. Serrit?!"
"Lena!"
"Renee!"
"Is anyone here?"
No one responded to her shouts.
"Calm down, calm down...Vicky!" The little girl wiped her nose and clenched her fists in mid-air.
"How does the teacher usually teach? How to identify the direction in the woods?"
She quickly regained her composure.
Squat down, check the reflection of the trees with wide eyes, and tremble to yourself,
"Afternoon, afternoon, the shadow points to the east. The orphanage is due west...Yes, go this way..."
"I can definitely go back, come on, Vicky!"
The little girl took a deep breath, and a trace of determination flashed across her fair and delicate face. She stepped on her short legs and took small steps. She controlled her breathing rhythm like she did every morning jog, and transformed into a little squirrel running around in the forest.
However, she had just run less than a hundred meters... Suddenly she let out an "ouch" and sat down backwards.
Vicky covered her **** and pouted in embarrassment, her eyes red and ready to cry.
Without any warning, a wall-like figure appeared in front of her.
He is at least 1.9 meters tall, twice as tall as Vicki. He is as thin as a ghoul and wears a dark cloak. He smells of sweat and urine from not taking a bath for a long time, as well as the body odor of wild animals. .
He turned his back to the sun, his face hidden in the darkness.
Vicky could vaguely see a long horse face, moist eyeballs with bloodshot eyes in the sunken black sockets, and a thick and scruffy beard.
He grinned ferociously.
Darkness and ferocity rushed towards us.
"Ah——"
……
"Pfft-" Oakes spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth, patted the soil between his fingers, and raised a ridge between his eyebrows, "Serrit, did you hear anything?"
"I have a bad feeling!"
"Kids, come closer!"
"Everyone is here, gather immediately!" Seret suddenly raised his left arm and shouted, "If anyone is less than thirty seconds, everyone will cancel dinner!"
"Ah! Ah! Don't even think about it!"
"Hurry up, brothers and sisters! Don't let the teacher's conspiracy succeed!"
"Hurry up, little short legs! Why are you dawdling!"
The orphans looked horrified and gasped, rushing towards the two teachers and standing in the open space in front of them.
Less than twenty seconds.
The boys and girls, who were as chaotic as a pot of porridge, had already formed a neat square formation of four rows and five columns according to the formation strictly trained every morning. Not a single hand or foot stretched out of the square formation. .
But one of the children ran away with the leather boots.
A bare little foot stepped on the soft grass in the woods.
No one had time to laugh at her.
The two pairs of amber eyes glanced roughly and immediately discovered that there was a missing point in the square array.
"Who's not here?" Seret's face was gloomy, with anger in his tone.
"Teacher, Vicky is not here!" Monty suddenly raised his hand and shouted. Most of the reserve demon hunter apprentices considered Vicky as his future wife and had been paying attention to the little girl.
"That's Vicki's place!" Lena, a girl with one bare foot, said, no longer caring about her embarrassment.
Karl stamped his feet anxiously, "Is little Vicky lost?"
"Never let anything happen to my future bride!"
"Teacher, give the order quickly, everyone goes out to search together!"
The children were talking to each other and making a noise. Serrit shouted, "You little bastards, shut up and stay where you are!"
"We are responsible for bringing her back!"
Serrit glanced at Oakes.
In the blink of an eye, the latter rushed to the clearing in the forest where the children had been playing. His eyes were as sharp as the flickering light of a predatory beast. He looked around, and interlaced colorful ribbons appeared in the air...
Represents different body odors.
Most of them end up in the square formation.
But a solitary one disappeared deep into the grass, into the unknown woods.
Ochs whistled loudly.
In an instant, an eagle covered with thick gray-black feathers flew down from a tree trunk not far away, landed on Oaks's shoulder, and stood still.
The sharp claws stepped on his leather armor as if to say hello.
"Golfin, Roy emphasized that you are a smart girl. You must be able to understand what I say, right?"
"Chirp!"
"Follow me first, and help me track and lock the target later!"
"偁~偁~"
Golfin instantly flapped his wings and flew out of the woods.
Hovering high into the sky.
And Oaks followed the ribbon and entered the woods like an electric drill!
……
"Pfft...pfft..."
"Pfft...pfft..."
A figure was traveling at high speed in the alder forest.
The man has long hands and long legs, and his broad and flat feet can stride three meters away in one step. The fallen tree trunks, roots that have emerged from the ground, and the soft and weak humus layer along the way cannot hinder him in the slightest.
He is as nimble as a gibbon swinging among the branches and vines.
Wearing a black cloak, it looks like he is flying.
He was holding a petite body in his arms.
The blond hair was messed up by the wind, the little face was pale, and the starry eyes were half-closed.
The head rested on the man's shoulder, and the waist was tightly bound by an iron rope-like arm.
During the process of being kidnapped, Vicky only had time to throw the hair tie on the back of her head to the ground before she fell into a coma.
In a daze, her heart was choked by despair.
After spending a lifetime of good luck, she finally found a warm home. She stayed there for more than a month and had to leave without saying goodbye.
There is no doubt that this man, who is as thin as a mummy, is a personal trafficker, right?
Take me to Skellige?
Sold to an old man covered in orange peel as his wife.
Woo woo...
In the hazy state of mind, Vicky felt a trace of regret in her heart.
Make your last strong wish——
"It would be great if the teacher could praise me one more time...just once!"
……
Chirp!
A goshawk fell from the sky.
A pair of sharp claws pulled across the face of the galloping figure.
The flesh is torn and blood is everywhere!
The man groaned and slowed down.
"Bang!"
A surge of air came from the darkness.
The man seemed to have been hit by a carriage, flying into the air and falling to the side.
Thick dead branches and leaves cushioned him.
But he was very skilled and quickly stood up.
A figure in brown leather armor jumped out of the nearby bushes, its amber pupils filled with cold murderous intent.
The man wearing a gray cloak with a skull-like cheek still did not let go of the girl in his arms, holding the hatchet at his waist with one hand.
But before he could take action, a cold snort burst into the air.
Suddenly there were colorful fireworks flashing in front of my eyes.
Too fast and too hastily, he saw stars and lost consciousness...
"You bastard, you dare to rob our child." Oakes spat in the man's face.
He stretched out his hand to check Vicky's breathing and heartbeat again, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Press under her nose.
The little girl leaned in Oaks's arms and regained her consciousness in a daze. She glared and immediately pouted, her blond hair shaking,
I cried loudly.
"Uh...wuwu...Teacher Oaks, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have run around."
"Little lady, remember to register in advance before starting a big adventure next time!"
"But you are quite smart!"
Vicky fell into a blissful daze at the compliment. ~IndoMTL.com~ Oakes wrapped the hair tie she had thrown back around her blond hair and turned her gaze to the unconscious man in front of her.
Tall and lean body, skull-like cheeks, scruffy stubble, and short black hair that is so greasy that it sticks into bunches.
The most conspicuous thing is that he exudes the smell of animal urine and the breath of nature.
"Hunter? No wonder you can avoid my trap."
The witcher raised his feet, and the dark soles under the thick leather boots greeted the man's cheek!
Once or twice...
"I won't call you Oaks unless I kick you so hard that you don't even know your mother!"
The cheeks were covered with clear shoe prints, the bridge of the nose was broken, and the cheeks were swollen like steamed buns.
The man convulsed in a coma.