God-level Demon Hunter

A gust of night wind howled past.

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

"I'm sorry, Oakes, you didn't mean to blame you...we're terrified and don't know what to do. You won't leave us too, will you?"

"Please, stay and go to Mayenne together!"

Roy didn't speak, his eyes slowly swept across the faces of the women, exuding an indifference that should not be entered by strangers.

There was a long and unbearable silence in the woods.

"Whatever you want, just ask!" A woman with a pretty face and bulging breasts raised her head and said, "What else can we not lose? Apart from the child, there is only this body. K will do the same."

"Choose one at random, and she will marry you when she arrives in Mayena!"

The women scrambled to speak.

As if if you take one step slower, you will lose something great

"Do you like Eugenie?" the delicate woman asked suddenly, walked up behind the blond widow with crystal clear tears on her face, pressed her shoulders, and pushed her to the front of the witcher. tightly hugging the witcher's thigh.

And Roy helped her up gently and irrefutably.

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

"This is absolutely not coercion! If you don't believe me, ask, she would like to marry you!"

The witcher didn't speak.

Yuniger glanced at the child in her arms, her red eyes were full of pity and regret, she clenched her silver teeth, and put one hand of the witcher into her soft embrace,

"Take everyone to Mayena, I will follow you from now on!"

Roy's messy sword eyebrows 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 treachery to repay him for his care all the way?

……

The latter's heart skipped a beat when he was stared at by the fierce eyes, and a terrifying blood-colored arm appeared faintly in his sight, waving in the void behind the demon hunter. A vine fell heavily.

However, when she regained her senses, she found that the terrifying hallucination just now had disappeared.

"Your Excellency Oakes, I know you hate burdens," she knelt down in front of the witcher with the baby in her arms, her soft lips held her thumb, and her big bright eyes looked at him curiously.

The woman raised her head and hissed and begged,

"But the child is innocent!"

"We'll be in the refugee camp in three or four days, help us!"

……

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

The image of the furious man just now was completely different from his usual quietness and gentleness, exuding a palpitating indifference.

He is no longer the uncle with sunglasses they are familiar with in daily life.

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

The anger in the witcher's heart slowly melted like snow covered by the sun.

He sighed dejectedly.

"Go ahead tomorrow." His voice was surprisingly hoarse and dry, as if he had suffered a serious illness, but it relieved the terrified women, "Rest now."

Leave a word.

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

"Pfft puff..."

The twin swords danced into afterimages, and quickly dug out a big hole in the soft forest 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 into a simple pit.

Buried.

A section of wood was whittled into a plaque and inserted on the grave.

Roy carved a line of words with a knife—Bavi, Frick, the hunter brothers in the Soden Mountains, abide by kindness and courage, hoe the strong and help the weak, live ordinary and die great.

……

"Woo! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" There was a crying sound from behind, and Unig came over at some point, jumped over the body of the witcher, hugged the child and knelt down in front of the tombstone.

The blond hair fluttered around his shoulders.

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

She touched the row of writing with tears in her eyes.

……

Roy didn't go to comfort him.

Silently led Golfin and the black dog up the oak tree, sat quietly on the thick branches, and guarded the women and children by the bonfire below.

Eyes change light and dark.

Frick, Bavi, what the hell is this?

Obviously yesterday I was still laughing and describing the future with me.

Just leave!

"Ordinary people's lives are so fragile."

this night.

From time to time, there were sounds beside the tombstone, and several women in the procession brought their own children, kneeling and praying to the grave.

Roy just watched them quietly.

And before dawn.

Xiao Diling brought back the braided girl with a new look on her body.

Chapter 11 Refugee Camps

The sky is bright, and a little white light shines on the tents in the clearing among the trees. The women are still sleeping soundly, holding their children tightly in their arms, with tears and oily shine on their faces.

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

Little Diling and the little girl with long braids walked a distance behind him.

"Ochs friend, I kept you waiting. Last night, Dorothy, my furry friends and I buried everyone in the village, otherwise the dead bodies may attract dangerous monsters, and the whole village will become Monster Den."

"Thanks to you, not only drove away those bad guys, but also rescued Dorothy!" Donnie grabbed her hand, shaking it from side to side like a cheerful child, his eyes shining golden, "How should we repay you?" you?"

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

She will never forget the scene of the witcher killing several thugs face to face.

The hearty feeling of revenge arises spontaneously.

Facing the benefactor who saved the people, he kept bowing at a loss.

Seeing that his benefactor didn't speak, Downey took out a handful of black nuts from his pants pocket and stuffed them into his palm.

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

Still silent.

"Friend Oakes seems to be in a bad mood. Did something unexpected happen last night?" Di Ling carefully observed the demon hunter's eyes, and keenly noticed the abnormality. "Could it be that those escaped robbers have been found?"

"I just saw a group of women and children along the way. There were two men?"

Roy turned his gaze to the woods behind him.

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

The look in his eyes dimmed, he lowered his head, depressed and blamed himself,

"It was Downey who made you provoke the robbers, and Downey made them suffer!"

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

Frick wouldn't have died if he had left Golfin, or the sword of Guwesir in the camp.

It will definitely be sent back in time.

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

But he didn't.

Thinking that he can be sure, he can attack and kill all the bandit gangs by himself, and no fish slips through the net.

Think of cavalry as moving targets and experience.

But he made mistakes because of arrogance and arrogance.

"It's me who didn't think well."

"We want to honor them."

Xiao Diling and the girl came to the tombstone and kowtowed reverently to them.

"Friends Frick and Bavi, Donnie is sorry for you. Donnie swears that he will visit your grave every week and tell you new stories! My furry friend will protect you, and other guys dare not come Harass your 'home'!"

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

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

The sky is bright.

The women and children by the tent started to move.

"Ochs friend, we haven't thanked you yet."

Roy took a deep breath,

"Earth spirits usually have a clear understanding of the affairs in the 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-gray silver hair?"

"A man with white hair?" Downey's slight sadness turned into thought, scratching his head,

"I, I've seen it!" The girl with long braids suddenly raised her hand, "Nine days ago, I remembered a tall man who came to the village to ask for directions. He had white hair, cat-like eyes, and was handsome. He carried two sword, leading a black mare."

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

The little girl suddenly lowered her head, her eyes flushed, and she murmured,

"The robbers didn't come at that time, but the village chief was still alive. I suggested that he go to the Mayenne refugee camp. The girl might have gone there with a refugee team! Calculate the time, and he has already arrived there."

really!

Roy nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Too bad Geralt couldn't find Ciri.

"Ochs friend, what do you plan to do next?" Downey asked, "Or continue to Fortress Mayenne?"

"You can't let a group of orphans and widows live 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? No one left behind. A place to live. In case there are some 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 and live with Donnie!"

Roy thought he heard it wrong, and his surprised eyes swirled between the two of them.

A little human girl living with a little land spirit?

Roy had never heard of these two species being in love, and they were reproductively isolated, more so than witchers.

"Donnie knows how to survive in the wild, and Donnie will ensure that Dorothy is fed and clothed!" Xiao Diling said happily, wrinkling her fingers, "If she wants to be bored, Donnie will take her fishing, swinging, riding Wild boar and big catfish! The whole territory is an amusement park!"

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

"Yeah!" The girl smiled knowingly, and took Xiao Diling's hand, "I know Donnie will take good care of me, just like before! I believe in Donnie!"