Mercenaries and Adventurers

It is said to be a road, but it is actually a gap that is concave inward along the edge of the wooden wall. You can use your fingers and feet to step on it.

Keel tried the recessed gaps in the exterior walls of these mills and found that because the wood used to make the exterior walls was very good, these gaps had not rotted away in the years since the mill was built.

Reaching out to hold it, Kil felt that the gap was solid and secure, so he immediately started climbing up using his hands and feet.

It was only a few meters long, and we climbed from the wooden shaft of the windmill to a smaller platform on the top of the mill.

Below is a mill more than ten meters high, and in front of him is what Keir expected.

Bodies everywhere.

After a preliminary glance, Kil could see that at least ten people died here. Or, it was a corpse that was dragged here by the werewolf Wolf after death.

Most of the corpses have turned into skeletons, and only a few corpses can still see the remains of their bodies. Most of the corpses had already rotted, and it was only because of the cold winter that they did not continue to rot.

If left alone, it is estimated that after next spring, these corpses will become skeletons.

The decomposition liquid just discovered from the roof of the house seems to have leaked from these corpses.

The smell here is not unpleasant, and there is very little snow on the top. There is only a thin layer of ice crust embedded in the various bones on the roof. Keir speculated that this should have something to do with the windmill behind him.

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He observed it for a while, then carefully turned over.

A middle-aged man shouted from below: "Kiel Warriors? Did you find anything?"

"There are some, you don't want to know."

"ah?"

Kil no longer paid attention to the villagers below, and out of caution, he pulled out the sword and held it in his hand.

He had previously fought against the resurrected corpses in a corpse pit where bandits were disposing of corpses. Those corrupted skeletons, full of corrosive power, almost destroyed his long sword.

Now that he saw so many long-dead corpses again, he had to be careful, lest they suddenly get up and bite him.

But fortunately, Kil used the tip of the white-lighting long sword to knock the heads of each corpse, and the corpses that had been dead for a long time did not move.

Keir carefully observed the corpses and suddenly knelt down to take a closer look.

Only then under close observation did I see the corpses and white bones roughly scattered on the ground. There were many signs of being chewed. There were traces of being bitten by teeth on the hard bones, and each skull was chewed. The skull was broken and the contents of the skull seemed to be taken.

"Uh, that guy." Just thinking about the possible scenes made Kil feel sick.

After closing his eyes and calming down, Kil continued to explore.

After counting, he ignored the scattered human bones and only counted the skulls left at the scene. He found that there were a total of twelve corpses eaten by the werewolf Wolf here.

It can be seen from the different degrees of corruption of the corpses that the guy must have killed these people intermittently over the years.

After bringing the body here after the murder, he estimated that the body should be devoured by the full moon in this remote and open place.

With a shudder, Kil completely divided the werewolf Wolf into the non-human side in his heart.

From the previous encounter with the Wolf King, it was obvious that the guy had clear thinking ability when he turned into a werewolf. In other words, that guy actively hid in the village, secretly hunted humans, and ate the dead.

Or, not all of them dead?

After smacking his mouth, Kil stood up. He did not find anything similar to clothing or personal belongings in the corpse. It was obvious that as a cautious lurker, Wolf the Wolf did not leave any clues here. .

The belongings of the innocent dead were either discarded anywhere on the surrounding land, or hidden in a safe place.

If you want to confirm the identities of these deceased people, you can probably only start with the people who have disappeared around Wumihu Village in recent years.

But now these corpses before him and the things behind them can only be solved after taking care of the werewolf Wolf. Now is not the time.

Telling the people in the village this news rashly will only produce two results. Either he and Wolf fight in the village like before, or the other party secretly escapes and leaves Kendall County completely.

After all, after his identity is revealed, if he stays in the county, he will only be found and hunted by Knight Lanisa sooner or later.

But once the other party escapes, it will be impossible to arrest him.

In an environment where communications rely on human transmission and bandits are scattered everywhere in unmanaged areas, it is basically impossible to arrest a powerful werewolf.

Kil stood up and looked towards Wumi Lake, sorting out his thoughts for a while.

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After thinking for a while, Keel saw a farm tool that was less conspicuous than the surrounding corpses in the center of the platform on top of the mill.

It's really a farm tool, a short sickle for cutting wheat.

The short scythe was fixed to the protruding wooden stake in the center of the platform with metal nails. Kil looked at it curiously and found that it looked like an ordinary short scythe to the naked eye.

There was no flash of divine light, nor did it give him any special feeling.

First, he touched it with the tip of the long sword, and found that there were slight bright spots flickering at the contact area.

After taking a closer look, I discovered that there were slight traces caused by the collision between the power of the Sun God wrapped around the sword and the power of the God of Agriculture that was supposed to be there.

But that's it, there is nothing special about it.

However, this also reflects that this short scythe does have the power of the God of Agriculture in it, but it does not seem to be obvious.

Kil looked up at the sky. It was probably winter now and there was no lightning that occasionally occurred in spring and summer, so the blessing farm tools specially designed to protect against lightning did not show their power at this time.

He estimated that it should be so.

This thing is the property of the village, and it is difficult for Keir to take it away, so he no longer cares about this blessed agricultural tool that protects against lightning.

But before leaving, Kil still curiously touched the thing with his hand.

As a result, with this touch, from the point where the fingers of the glove touched the handle of the short scythe, a large section of the divine power of the god of agriculture in Kil's body was lost towards this blessed agricultural tool.

"Good guy." Kil quickly wanted to withdraw his hand, but his fingers seemed to be sucked.

Fortunately, this unusual incident was very short-lived. After a large portion of the God of Agriculture's power was lost in his body, it seemed as if he had absorbed all the power, and there was no longer any flow of power between the two.

Only then could Kiel remove his fingers from the surface of the blessing farm tool.

He carefully took two steps back and observed the blessed farm tool in front of him. He found that there was no change except for a thin layer of green light flowing on the surface of the god of agriculture.

"It seems to be used as a rechargeable battery?" Kil thought for a while and felt that his reckless move just now should be like replacing the priest of the Church of Saturn to replenish the power of the god of agriculture to this lightning protection blessing agricultural tool.

He looked down at the tips of his gloved fingers and found that there was no change at all. The fingertips are not broken and there is no excess feeling in the fingers.

"I'm really mean." After slapping his right hand, Keir decided to leave.

Although he had just lost a wave of Saturn's divine power, the wooden bracelet on his wrist given by the Church of Saturn still slowly replenished his body with a little bit of the Saturn's divine power.

Although the high priest of Saturn who gave him the bracelet didn't say much, Kil still guessed that this thing should be specially given by the church to the warriors who fought for Saturn and the Church of Saturn, so that the church's blessing items on their bodies could slowly replenish their divine power. of a tool.

Similar to how long sword hunting can replenish the power of the Sun God by barely getting sunlight during the day.

However, he guessed that the props of the Church of Saturn were not as offensive as the blessing props of the Church of Sun God.

After all, the God of Agriculture, fields, farmers, and food are not very offensive words no matter how you look at them. The Church of the Sun God can easily experience the uniqueness, supremeness, scorching heat, and light from the sun above its head. These things are either exclusive or harmful.

Although the light does not appear to be offensive, the sword in his hand indicates that it can easily be used as a combat aid.

And burning is directly linked to injury. As for the sun hanging high in the sky, it is the highest and the only one, and what is hidden behind it are the invisible meanings of attack, battle, and competition.

Keir felt that the Church of the Sun God should be very effective in fighting, but he didn't know why he heard from the tavern that the Church of the Sun God seemed to be quiet after he came to the local area.

Can't figure it out.

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Carefully climbing up and down the recessed wall from where he came from, Keel avoided the rotating wooden shaft of the windmill next to the entrance and exit, and climbed into the top floor of the mill with a push of his hand.

The middle-aged man was sitting in the corner of the room. As soon as he saw Keir back, he got up and asked about the situation above.

But Keir said with a face: "It's terrible, but it's better you don't know."

"Very bad? How bad is it?" The middle-aged man panicked.

Kil pointed at his nose and said sternly: "It's much worse than you think. Don't ask so many questions, and don't look up. You know what that monster will do. Think about it. Once you let him It finds out that you have discovered a little secret about it, will you die?"

"I, I, I will, die. I will definitely die."

The middle-aged man was frightened by Kiel's remarks.

Putting on the cloak hanging on the side, Keir led the panicked middle-aged man downstairs: "So now let's leave here, lock the mill, and don't come here again until the matter is over!"

"Okay, okay, I'll do it. By the way, do you want me to return to the village first? I promise not to tell anyone about it." He pointed to the top: "If you don't tell the above things, I still have relatives and friends in the village. , I can hide in their house for now. Waiting for you to deal with that monster!"

Kil thought for a while and felt that although he couldn't find a good time, he should be able to deal with the werewolf Wolf, the inhuman monster lurking in Umi Lake Village, in the near future.

So he said: "That's it. I will help you deal with that monster while cleaning up the sunken fish in the village. As for the reward for killing the monster, it's none of your business."

"Thank you, thank you Kiel Warriors." The middle-aged man smiled stiffly on his face. It was obvious that the other party hadn't smiled for a long time, so his smile looked unfamiliar and stiff.

"Remember, keep your mouth shut. I don't want to spread today's story about the monster on top of the mill."

"I understand, I understand. I won't talk nonsense if I don't drink."

The middle-aged man nodded continuously and promised not to drink alcohol for a while.

Keel nodded, walked out of the mill, and whistled to call back the horses in search of hay.

After leading the horse to the mill where the middle-aged man lived, Keel picked up the backpack on the ground and mounted the horse again.

He pointed at the middle-aged man on horseback and said: "Now you clean up, secretly return to the village, find your relatives and friends to live for a while, I will find time to clean up the monster these days. By the way, you Where was the last place where I said I saw a large group of wild boars?”

The middle-aged man immediately pointed toward the sparse forest south of the mill.

"Okay, goodbye then. Drive."

Kilda made the horses trot, first down the gentle slope facing the lake where the mill was located, and then headed south.

The middle-aged man stood there and watched Keel ride away, then rubbed his hands and returned to the mill where he lived.

While packing up the belongings he needed to take with him when leaving here, he said to himself: "He is really an enthusiastic young man. Hey, if Tammy hadn't died, he should be the same age as him."

As he talked to himself, he became sad again, thinking of his dead family members. With tears in his eyes, he prepared all the things he needed with him, including some shabby changes of clothes and all the food, and put them into a strong sack. , filled both front and back. There were some remaining coins, which were carefully put into the small pockets inside the clothes.

Finally, he saw the half bottle of wine placed on the floor of the mill. He thought about it and felt that the Kiel warriors did not want it. It was considered a gift to him, so he took it with him.

After all, this stuff is much stronger than the cheap ale he usually drinks.

I didn’t even taste it when I was talking just now. After returning to the village, I can drink it slowly.

Then he put the entire drink into his bag and took it with him.

Completely extinguish the remaining fire in the stone basin and eat all the leftovers in the iron pot.

He removed the mechanism on the stone mill and stopped turning it. Then he closed the mill door tightly, locked the wooden door with a copper lock, and walked quickly towards the village.

Wait a little longer, and the memory of the terrifying howl that has troubled him for several years will completely turn into a memory. The young warrior has extraordinary skills and unique weapons, and he will definitely be able to defeat the monster.

As he walked, he remembered the top of the mill that Kiel's warriors did not allow him to explore. Thinking of this, he turned around and looked down the gentle slope to the top of the mill not far away.

He knew what the warrior Kiel didn't say. He was not a person who had never seen the world. The mill should be full of human beings.

Bones?

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Keir headed south, close to the edge of the sparse forest, looking for traces of wild boars.

To the east of Wumihu Village is a cultivated field, and then to the east is the wilderness.

It is said to be a wilderness, but it is not the same as the wilderness surrounding Doral Forest Village. Because it is close to the big forest and Wumi Lake, there must be much more precipitation here throughout the year than in the south.

Therefore, in addition to the rugged low hills and hills, the wilderness here is mostly filled with sparse and scattered forests.

It cannot be called a forest, because there are often barren grasslands and hills separating the woods, so it can only be called a forest.

It had snowed when he came to Umi Lake Village a few days ago, so when Kiel looked around, he could only see the undulating white wilderness.

There is no vast momentum, nor is there the quiet solemnity in the big forest.

It's a completely deserted place but full of life.

The sky was overcast, so Kil didn't have to squint his eyes when walking. He could ride on the horse with his eyes wide open to see the surrounding situation.

There was a movement of snow arching forward under the snow not far away. He roared and carefully drove the horses towards it.

As if being frightened by Kiel, the thing moving under the snow suddenly jumped out of the snow, looking for the direction of the sound and danger to see what was approaching.

Long ears, a furry head, pure black eyes, and of course, a mouth with three lips that chew nonstop.

It's a gray-white long-eared rabbit.

Keir was disappointed.

When the little guy saw a tall animal like a horse running toward him, he immediately jumped up in fright and fled toward the bushes covered by snow not far away in a panic.

Gere slowed down his horse, not having the slightest desire to catch up.

They are just jackrabbits, they are everywhere in the wild. And that small body can probably only fill the stomach of an adult male, and it is impossible to arouse the interest of the capsized fish.

So he gave up the chase and continued to wander freely in this large wilderness.

Here he soon discovered the traces of wild boar herds. Those greedy guys moved forward and lifted up large tracts of snow on the ground, just to find all kinds of food that might be buried under the snow.

It's just that the traces Kiel found were very messy, and it was impossible to tell which direction the wild boars came from or where they continued to move in the long traces.

This is different from the Northern wolves. Although the footprints of Northern wolves are also very messy, especially when traveling in large groups.

But at least the northern wolf's footprints can easily tell the direction of the footprints.

The wild boar's is impossible.

Wild boars will move forward and dig over everything on the ground, just to find grass roots or insect larvae hiding under the frozen soil, or some rhizomes that are rich in nutrients and contain a lot of starch.

There was no other way, so Kil had no choice but to dismount and use the scat tracking knowledge he had learned from the old hunters.

Through the changes in the freshness, hardness, and temperature of feces within a certain distance of feces, we can understand which feces are recent and which are some time ago.

Wrapping his face under the visor with a fine cloth, Kil then used a branch to poke away the excrement left by the wild boar.

These large and confused puddles of wild boar excrement will become 'treasures' that small insects or animals in the wilderness compete to collect when the weather warms in the spring.

Even plants like this stuff.

Because undigested feces are rich in fertilizers that are beneficial to plants. To those little insects, it's like the King of Garbage walking into a landfill - and it's a bountiful harvest.

There are some differences among small animals. Some small animals that really can't find food can barely survive by eating the feces that have been frozen all winter even when they are extremely hungry. And some smart little animals will wait and wait.

Oh, no, it's just waiting for worms. They keep the excrement specially and only hunt the various small insects that follow the smell to fill their stomachs.

He is quite resourceful.

Kil didn't think too much. After observing a small amount of wild boar excrement within a certain distance, he angrily threw the branch in his hand.

Shouting into the quiet wilderness: "Damn it! I'm going the wrong way!"

He mounted his horse angrily and ran towards the other end of the trail.