Mercenaries and Adventurers

At this time, Kuai Mao Mao seemed to remember the injury on his tail. He was also very surprised. Because Mao Mao often uses their tails to beat various things and help support the body to move quickly, so the pain and touch on it are not that big. Keen, at this moment, Courage Maomao grabbed his tail, and Kuaishou Maomao seemed to remember the thrilling experience he had just had.

"Wow! Wow! Woo hoo..."

Quicklegs Maomao meowed in a way that Kil couldn't understand, which made him scratch his chin in confusion and had to put down the Maomao in his hand.

After landing, the four Maomaos gathered together, with their heads next to their heads and their ears touching their ears. While talking about what Fast Legs Maomao had just experienced, they regretfully stroked and wiped the injured area on its tail.

Seeing how precious their tails were, Kil asked how much this thing meant to Mao Mao.

"Wu, if the tail is injured, the female, Maomao, will, no, like it. Gugu, alone, every spring, will be lonely!"

Courage Maomao explained this to Kil, who was confused: "That's it? That's it?"

The four Maomao nodded heavily: "Spring, time, no companion, very, pitiful! It's better to die."

"Then you guys are awesome!" Kil complained in a low voice.

Then he asked what happened to Kuaishan Maomao just now, and how the tail, which was so cherished by their clan, was turned into such a state.

As soon as he said this, Kuailegs Maomao's hair exploded, and he meowed a lot. It was Courage Maomao who translated it to Kil, and Kil barely understood.

"This...that...such...such..."

"I didn't expect this to be the case!"

Kil frowned. It seemed that the matter was more serious than he thought. Not only were a small number of bandits who looked like trash to him focused on their team again, but there were also extremely capable hunters. Hidden around and watching them.

As soon as he thought about it, Kil knew that the latter was most likely an elite hunter sent by the Church of the God of Hunting, but he didn't know what those people were following him for. After all, it seemed that the other party was just monitoring and had no intention of attacking?

Kil is not sure, mainly because the Big Bird God has not told him about it. His newly developed controlled flocks of birds after regaining freedom, or the small number of intelligent believers who believe in him, are all in unclear situations. Next, he disappeared inexplicably and disappeared.

The Big Bird God is probably the God of Hunting, and his people are searching for traces of him and trying their best to reduce his influence and abilities. But even this primitive and ancient god did not know that from beginning to end, including the reappearance of his own last host statue, it was only a small part of the various hunting plans of the God of Hunting.

Elite hunters who believe in the God of Hunting must hunt some different prey.

And among the controlled prey with high hunting value in this world, what can be as thrilling as hunting a dependent of a god?

This game of confrontation is what every good hunter longs for.

Kil had previously realized that someone was secretly following him along the way, but he had been in the ranks of Kendall's army before. Those people almost only followed him from a distance, and did not come into close contact at all until Kil was separated for some reason in the city of Montaoka. After joining Kendall's army, those talents came close to Kiel's observation range from time to time.

The first few times he used the far-sighted ability given to him by the Big Bird God, Kil noticed something was wrong. There was always a sense of peeping from a distance, but he didn't care at that time. After all, the Big Bird God was the Big Bird God. , he himself is himself.

As long as he feels that the situation is not good, he can return the black bird-shaped wood sculpture that contains the last power of the big bird god to the person of the hunting god.

But it doesn't work now, not only because he has done many things for the Big Bird God, but also because Kil needs the Big Bird God to help him get rid of the souls under the sword that haunt him every day.

Even though Kil has done a lot for this, he still doesn't know when he will be able to do what this ancient god promised, allowing him to get rid of his troubles and have a good night's sleep.

However, Kil considered that the power of the big bird god had always been limited, so he did not urge him often. Before being completely disappointed, Kil planned to have some trust first, hoping that the big bird god would not let down his trust.

Back at this moment, after hearing the thrilling experience of Fast Legs Maomao, Kil was also surprised. He did not expect that the hunters who were monitoring him were so powerful and had such abilities. You must know that Maomao's body is light and flexible and can make They all have such a difficult time escaping from the attack. If ordinary people encounter them, they will most likely lose their lives without saying a word.

Some people estimate that they went to the underworld in another world after death and became dead souls without even knowing how they got down.

He died in a daze.

With a chuckle, Kil tapped his fingers on the big black bird wood carving under the hard cowhide armor. He didn't say anything, but his meaning was self-evident.

Sure enough, the next moment, the god's voice rang in Kil's ears: "It's those people, those people are chasing them. Be careful, rude humans! They are always difficult to defeat in small-scale battles, Otherwise, you should return to your team? Wait a day or two, and I will send some of the birds under my control to help you detect their location and information. You can try to fight them again. Fan?"

Kil snorted, lowered his head and whispered to his chest: "If you don't touch it directly, who knows who's skill is better? It just so happens that my hands are itchy recently and I haven't fought well in a few days."

"Tonight, I want to fight to my heart's content."

"It's really crazy! What a crazy move! This is the road to death! Facing elite hunters who are skilled in hunting skills without any sense, you will just fall into the trap of the beast like an unintelligent beast. Among them. When the time comes, people can easily use a wooden branch to take away your life. A stupid bird throws itself into a cage and turns into a pet."

After the big bird god became serious at this time, he even lost his usual speaking habits. As expected, this guy was very nervous at this time.

"You're scared, I can hear it."

As he spoke, Keir called on the Maomaos to follow him: "Let's fight those people who injured Quick Leg Maomao tonight. Let's go back and prepare first, and then come back to kill them!"

"Oh! Oh! Revenge! Revenge! Revenge for powerful humans, Maomao!"

Courage Maomao screamed excitedly and swung his tail. The other two also swung their tails happily. Only Maomao, whose tail was injured, hugged his tail sadly, because he couldn't flick his tail happily and freely with his companions. Feel sad.

After it held its tail in its arms, it became unsteady when walking. Without its tail to maintain the balance of body movement at all times, it was not used to it.

Kiel attracted no attention when he left the camp, and certainly no one noticed him when he came back.

It's not that his hiding skills are superb, but that the armed people responsible for patrolling around the camp are too amateurish. More than 20 people often line up in two shifts in the morning and evening, in groups of 11 or 2 at a time, but They always lined up in a line of more than ten people, patrolling outside the camp in a long queue that looked mighty but useless.

In this way, as long as Keir walked into the camp from behind them, no one would notice that he was entering or leaving the camp.

Of course, this is also related to the excessive false sense of security brought about by the large number of people in the camp. The people naturally felt that their team was very safe with hundreds of people, and there would not be a small number of irrational guys trying to force their way in.

Of course, this feeling cannot be said to be wrong. After all, the bandit team with less than a hundred people along the way has no confidence in taking down Kiel's team. Therefore, although there are always many people snooping and investigating, there are still some daring ones. Guys came up to grab people, but since they had a fierce fight with the people gathered by Mountain Wolf Barney when they first set off, there has been no second large-scale battle since then.

A team of bandits who feel that they are not strong enough will naturally retreat on their own initiative.

However, Kiel had a hunch that the bandits on the western trade route of Dorne Town used to make a living by robbing caravans. Their scale was not very large. Although the profits were huge, after all, the road from Dorne Town to the Whitestone City Wall Pass was , in the past, except for some hotels along the road, no other villages existed.

So although the bandits there are ferocious, their scale is certainly not very large.

But the place under their feet was different at this time. Not only did the population gradually become denser after officially entering the southern province, but also after the noble lords from various places led troops to support the border war, some rural areas lost the protection of the lord's army and had already become the previous The prey of the bandit gangs living here.

As analyzed before, bandits, defeated scattered soldiers, deserters, village hooligans who have lost control in various places, and young villagers who have lost their livelihood due to the above-mentioned scum attacking the village, these people will inevitably gather together. Through various methods, it has become a chaotic violent group that only aims at its own desires and interests.

It is difficult for Kiir to judge the number of these violent groups, but he thinks it will not be much less.

After all, the old debt has not been settled, and he does not want to add countless new souls to his hands.

-

"Kiel, why are you back? Have you finished the investigation? What's going on around you?"

Bloody Fangster was currently lying comfortably next to the fire in the center of the camp, holding a dagger in his hand and carving a simple wooden sculpture. Of course, this thing is not the same thing as the thing that Kil asked someone to order before. It is just a wood carving that Bloodfang made casually to miss his family.

"As for the surrounding situation, I can only say that it is not bad. But I came back to change the equipment. There is also a Maomao who was injured just now."

Bloody Fangster glanced at the four Mao Mao, and stared at the Mao Mao holding his tail: "It's such a pity. Do you want Priest Batal to show it? But I'm not sure whether the priest's healing ability can be given to it." Used by aliens.”

When Kil heard this, he also looked back at the injured Maomao, but the Maomaos just shook their heads with round furry faces and rejected the proposal.

At this time, Kil took off the hood of the cloak on his head, and since the hood was removed, the cloak's previous appearance of imitating flowers was also cancelled.

The Maomaos who went out quickly reunited with the Maomaos who stayed in the camp. Then they let out a small cry and removed the injured melee Maomao. The remaining seven fighting Maomao came out together, ready to wait for the big fight. A game where it's best to get some metal as loot while taking revenge.

Otherwise, Kuaishan Maomao's injuries would have been in vain.

Kil returned to his camp, not wearing metal armor, but equipping himself with a sword and shield.

As for the hunting bow, he didn't bring it. He still had this self-awareness. When competing in archery with the hunter of the God of Hunting in the woods at night, Kil had no idea of ​​​​challenging him.

Using his knight training at this time, he quickly approached the enemy with his shield up, and then used close combat to deal with it. This was his chosen battle plan.

The cover of trees in the woods is of course beneficial to the hunter's concealment and dodge, but it is also beneficial to Kiel himself. As for the open field without shelter, Keir felt that it was a situation that was very beneficial to him.

Because his own mobility is completely greater than that of the hunter, the opponent doesn't even have a place to hide in the open environment. As long as he gets close, he can quickly resolve the battle.

After making a good plan, Kil was ready to leave the camp.

He clapped his hands and called one of the men guarding his tent: "Bring me a barrel of crossbow bolts."

"Yes, Lord Knight."

After receiving the order, the guard dug out a barrel of crossbow bolts from Kiel's supplies.

Kil poured out the crossbow arrows, grabbed four of them, and handed them to the seven Maomao who were waiting for a fight: "Come on, come here and take them. One Maomao has four crossbow arrows. This thing can strengthen your attack capabilities a lot. All of you." Put it away, don’t lose it, I don’t have any place to replenish it.”

These crossbows were all brought by Kiel from Kendal's army. There was no place to replenish them at this time. There must be crossbows in Dorne, but they are unlikely to sell them out.

After all, it is the most basic concept to prevent bandits from possessing a sufficient number of long-range weapons. As for the full set of bows and arrows owned by the bandits under the King of White Walls, that is another story.

The Maomaos happily embraced the human crossbow arrows handed to them by the powerful humans. The reflective metal crossbow arrows made them extremely satisfied.

Courage Maomao also tried to compare the tail of the crossbow arrow with his own tail to estimate the angle and strength of the force. This thing is much more powerful than the clods of dirt picked up everywhere.

Then Kil took seven Maomao into the darkness again, quickly bypassed the patrolling armed people, and walked out of the team's overnight camp.

-

After walking along the previous route for a while, Kil probably found the dark woods where the sounds of birds chirped in the distance.

This forest is not in the direction where his team of woodcutters cut wood in the evening, so the birds living here have not been frightened by human brutality. At this time, as usual, they are either singing a beautiful serenade or pulling their throats to sing The horrifying cry of wuwuwu.

The buzz of mosquitoes is also very loud, and there are insects rubbing their elytra and singing loud mating calls.

"It's probably in this direction."

Kil found this place by reversing the direction in which Kuaishan Maomao ran.

Just as he was about to carefully enter the woods with other Maomao, Kil heard the voice of the big bird god: "On the rear left, in the grass are the weapons used by that hunter."

Keir was stunned, then turned around and started rummaging in the nearby grass.

It is really troublesome to find something in the grass at night in the pitch black. Fortunately, there were many others, and Maomao's noses were very good. They quickly followed the scent of humans in the weeds and found two long bows and arrows that were heavy for them.

Although he couldn't see clearly, Kil could barely feel that the two arrows were unusual. One was a metal diamond-shaped arrow, and the slender shaft was very heavy. The entire arrow had a deep and dim color that was almost hidden in the night. Made of materials.

When the cowhide glove on his hand rubbed the arrow, it didn't make any sound.

He guessed that this arrow was the first arrow that was attacked by Kuaishan Maomao. If it hadn't been for its keen senses and quick wits, it might have died here for no apparent reason.

"Human, give it to me, this is important!"

Keir pondered for a moment: "What are the benefits?"

"Helping me means helping yourself, haven't you figured it out yet? Those cunning bitches don't care whether you are related to me or not. They really don't mind hunting one more human. In addition, the other one is also dedicated to me! "

Kil snorted coldly: "That's not necessarily possible. I can give it a try and hand over the wood carving containing your power to them. Maybe they can reward me with something?"

"Oh, you can try it, but do you dare to try it? Quack, quack, quack!"

This big bird god seemed to be convinced of Kir, and finally laughed.

Kil's face turned cold: "I will decide my own behavior. I won't come to you, so just keep your mouth shut."

The other party stopped talking, but vaguely, Keir could still hear a squawk like a mocking sound, echoing repeatedly in his ears.

Kil checked another arrow he picked up. This thing was very special. After being caught by Kil, it was still shaking slightly and breaking free, as if this arrow also had spirituality.

After groping for a while, Kil discovered that the arrowhead was made of two metal fang-shaped arrowheads. The arrow shaft was cold and smooth, as if he was holding a hibernating snake!

The feathers on the arrow tail also feel very subtle.

It doesn't look like it's made from the feathers of any bird, but it's made from a different kind of special material.

The arrow in Kiel's hand was still trembling and running away, but Kiel forcibly bent the arrow shaft threateningly, and the arrow immediately became obedient and stopped moving.

Pulling up random weeds and tying these two things together, Kil put them around his waist and then said to the furries around him: "Get ready, let's go into the woods."

"Um!"

The seven Maomaos responded in unison, and then dispersed. Kil held the elf metal shield in front of him, and walked gently through the big trees, towards the place where Maomao might have been hit by arrows.