Demon Hunter and His Hut

"what sound?"

Roger subconsciously hides his figure, and at the same time quickly imprints the surrounding environment in his mind.

The passage seems to be one-sided, and the place where he originally appeared was empty, with no white fog or hidden gaps.

After confirming that no one had found a trace, he quickly moved towards the direction of the sound.

Climbing up a dense tree, Roger looked down.

In a clearing at the edge of the forest, a thin man was shouting loudly with a pitchfork.

"Go away, you bastard!"

"Give me my daughter back!"

The man was wearing a shabby sackcloth. He seemed to have some injuries. The tip of the straw was slightly bent, making it difficult for him to move.

On the opposite side of him, beside a shallow stream, a majestic brown bear was slowly approaching.

Roger took a closer look. Judging from the physical characteristics of the other party, this man should be just an ordinary person. He looked around and found no enemies hiding in the dark.

After thinking about it, Roger still intends to help.

The library database of the Knights of the Round Table contains records of manuscripts of fairy tales. Each fairy tale has a different theme and indicates the fate of different characters.

If you want to get this manuscript, you need to complete the story in the fairy tale as closely as possible to the theme.

In addition, it is rare to meet a living person here, and Roger also wants to communicate with each other to understand the surrounding environment and the approximate area radiated by this fairy tale world.

Just like the fairy tale manuscript Little Red Riding Hood obtained by Roger before, the whole story is limited to a forest, and even the route of travel is classified into a very narrow area.

That world is relatively simple, as long as you kill the monsters in it, you can automatically get this manuscript.

And since this one will attract Shannv's attention and be repeatedly told by her, the radiation area that wants to come to this world is much larger and more complicated than that of Little Red Riding Hood.

The panicked man didn't notice the body under his feet at all, he stumbled backwards and fell back, and the pitchfork in his hand also landed not far away.

At this time, the brown bear, who had already lost patience, jumped up and pressed his heavy body against the man. He didn't even need to exert force. The weight of his body alone was enough to crush the man under him into patties.

At a critical moment, Roger rushed out of the bushes on the side, but he did not pull out the sword he was hiding in his back.

"Bang!"

Approaching the stream, Roger kicked a pebble under his feet, and the stone roared and hit the tip of the brown bear's nose.

Taking advantage of the beast's pain, Roger stepped forward and dragged the man who fell to the ground out of the brown bear's attack range.

"How are you, you're not hurt, are you?"

He still doesn't know the real situation of this world, so he didn't fully expose his thoughts of fighting ability.

Pick up the pitchfork on the ground,

Although the tip was slightly bent, Roger waved it and found that it was unexpectedly smooth.

"Is the pitchfork the witcher's natural weapon?"

The panicked man only regained his senses at this time. He was overjoyed when he saw Roger, "Run, we are not the opponent of this monster."

At this time, the furious brown bear waving its huge bear paws towards the two of them, and Roger stood in front of the man, looking extremely calm.

"Stay back and be safe."

It was just an ordinary beast, and Roger didn't take it to heart at all. Even if he had no weapons in his hand, and only relied on physical strength to fight hand to hand, he was confident that two punches would smash the head of this beast!

"Get out of the way, this is no ordinary beast!"

The man's voice came from behind, Roger moved quickly, dodging the frontal attack of the brown bear, he saw the angle, and the grass in his hand was sent forward, straight to the heart of the beast!

"puff!"

"Squeak!"

This time Roger really pierced the skin of the brown bear, but soon the pitchfork in his hand made an overwhelmed sound.

Rolling back, dodging the impact of the brown bear, Roger looked down, and the tip of the grass plug twisted 90 degrees, almost turning into a grass rake.

"Such thick skin?!"

Roger was stunned for a moment, this is no longer an ordinary rough skin and thick flesh can be described.

There may be a strange energy hidden in the body of this seemingly ordinary beast in front of Roger that is not clear to Roger.

The man who was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were shattered fled back in horror, and the vines tangled and flew and planted one end on the ground, and at this time he also heard the howling of the beast behind him.

"It's over!"

In despair, the man felt his bladder loosen, and a warmth covered his lower body.

A few seconds later, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching, and a voice sounded in his ear.

"It won't be so unlucky, will it fall to death?"

The man turned around quickly and looked at the stranger who came from not far away.

"You...you're not dead?"

He looked back, beside the stream, the tall brown bear fell down, the end of the pitchfork inserted from the eye socket to the depths of the brain.

"You actually killed it?"

"It's amazing!"

The man got up from the ground in a panic, "kind stranger, thank you for saving me, my name is John, and I live in a nearby town."

Speaking of which, John seemed to have thought of something, shouted loudly, and ran quickly into the distance.

"What's wrong?"

"Jenny, my lovely Jenny!"

"I'm going to save her!"

Roger followed John and pulled out the pitchfork stuck in the brown bear's bird's nest.

The man in a panic was circling back and forth on the opposite hill, sweating like rain, and he couldn't even care about the injuries on his body.

"Tell me what's going on?"

Roger stops a collapsing John.

"I am a lumberjack and live with my daughter. I didn't pay attention to the child's trace when I was cutting wood and picking up dead branches by the forest. When I regained my senses, I found that the child was gone."

"There are often wild beasts in the forest. I was frightened, so I shouted and searched in the woods."

John shivered and took out a small cloth shoe.

"Then I found this out and heard the roar of the big guy."

"God bless my Jenny not to be found by it."

Suddenly John seemed to think of something.

"Quick, quick help me!"

"This beast is a female bear, and may have a litter of cubs in her lair..."

His face turned pale, "The child may have been caught by it, but it was just sent to the cave."

John's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was filled with pain and despair. This girl might be as important to him as life.

"Don't worry, tell me the characteristics of the child." Roger took the cloth shoes in John's hand and observed them carefully.

He knows that normal parents can't help but think in such a situation, but now he needs John to calm down as much as possible and provide him with enough information.

"Jenny is a little girl with yellow hair, she's 7 years old this year, no, she's 8 years old."

"You're holding his shoes, and her mother made her a new dress with floral blue stripes..."

While Roger remembered this information, he turned on Hunter Vision where John didn't pay attention.

The powerful perception ability allows him to quickly eliminate the interference around him, all the information converges, and a faint clue appears in front of him.

Roger bent down and pretended to be investigating.

"Come on, come with me."

"I think I've tracked down the beast."

"Let's go see his lair!"