The Divine Hunter

Cloudy market.

Roy's bruised left hand held the white goose's slender neck tightly, and the other hand held a short knife with a sharp and thin top, aiming at the arteries and blood vessels on the white goose's neck, and it slashed like lightning.

The blood spurted into the ground like a spring, and the wooden barrels filled most of the viscous blood clots.

He breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the information in the template:

Roy

Age: 13 years and 10 months

Status: civilian

Health: 50

Strength: 5

Agility: 5.1

Constitution: 5

Perception: 7

Will: 4.8

Charisma: 5 points

Spirit: 6 points

Skill:

Slaughter LV3: The hostile creature that attacks you and enters the area of ​​​​you (0.3 meters) will have a 10% chance to be stunned by the breath. **.

Permanently increase your damage to 10 creatures you kill by 10%.

Crossbow Specialization LV1...

Meditation LV1...

Personal level LV2 (700/1000).

Other: unknown.

Personal space: 1 cubic meter.

...

Roy has been working in the market for half a month, because he only works there in the morning. On average, 20 poultry are killed every day. The cumulative number has changed qualitatively. The slaughtering skill has finally been upgraded from LV2 to LV3, which is not worth it. Sucked the smell of poultry excrement and urine for half a month.

In the past half month, I also earned 25 crowns and 300 points of experience.

The cypress stem fruit and dandelion sunflower he had been swallowing had completely lost their effect. The two weakest attributes, strength and physique, had been strengthened to the level of a normal person 5. Physically, compared to leaving Kaye Village At that time, he grew 2 inches (5cm) taller to 5 by 6 inches (1.68 meters) tall, with a faint outline of muscles under his clothes, and his body changed from thin to well-proportioned.

He already possesses strength and physique that is not inferior to that of an adult. The edges and corners of the facial features have become clearer, and there is a bit of youthful spirit.

After the blood is drained, the goose is soaked in scalding hot water, the hair is plucked, the internal organs are taken out, and the treatment is completed. When it was noon, Roy put down the knife, untied his apron, cleaned up the dirt on his body, said hello to the sleepy old Ruhr on the chair next to him, and left the market to go to Kadel's house.

...

Roy found Vivien in the yard with a sweaty face and handed over a prepared bag of herbs.

"Roy, this is?" Vivien took the bag, her pretty face full of doubts.

"Honeysuckle, an herb, drink a little in water every day. It's good for a lady's body. You know I work at the herbal shop in Tros, and it's easy to get this stuff."

"Why did you suddenly give me a present?"

"This is a thank you gift. Thank you for your care during this period of time. It really solved a lot of my troubles. If you don't accept it, I will feel sorry for it." Roy said seriously.

Vivien was silent after listening, "Roy, listen, I didn't help you for a gift."

"I can feel it. But what's the reason?" Roy asked, "Sister Vivien, I've always been curious, why do you take special care of me and help me review, like... a real sister."

Vivien suddenly took a deep breath, her fingers couldn't help pinching the burgundy hair, a look of disappointment flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she said quietly, "You are right. I... have a younger brother, and you gave me It feels very kind and similar to him. So, I occasionally have the illusion that you are him."

Roy was surprised when he heard this. He had never seen Vivien's younger brother at school, and he had never heard anyone mention it.

Could it be no longer there?

And the other party's tone was weird, a little uncertain?

"How old is your brother?

Did he go to school at Cadell House before? ' asked Roy again.

Vivien didn't answer this time, glanced at the wall clock outside the door, and changed the subject, "It's time, we should enter the classroom."

"Alright then." Since the other party didn't want to mention it, Roy didn't open the scar. But it seemed like a thorn had been planted in his heart, and he had a desire to explore this matter.

In the evening, Vivien uncharacteristically did not keep him from continuing to review after class. Perhaps a conversation at noon touched her sensitive nerves.

...

Under the night, in the small warehouse next to the mill, a man and a woman on a haystack whispered under the light of candlelight,

"Toya...do you remember the ten words I taught you yesterday?"

"Well, remember." Under the firelight, the hunchbacked girl wrinkled her nose, her small round face collapsed tightly, and her big black eyes were full of anticipation and tension. .

"Then according to the usual practice, I will test you first, and write the four words of bread, fish, potatoes, and morning."

Hearing this, the girl lowered her head, lifted the hay on the ground, and used her small hands full of frostbite and calluses to hold a shoddy charcoal pen, and then the quivering tip of the pen swiped across the uneven ground, quickly sketching a row of crooked italic characters.

"Well, not bad..." The black-haired boy praised while checking, "Toya, you are really smart, no, you are smarter than most people! Especially those little bastards who like to bully you, Those idiots have no right to laugh at you at all.

The hunchback girl got a blush on his pale cheeks, "I... no, no. You taught me well, Roy, and it's all your credit."

"Look up, Toya, you should be more confident."

Hearing this encouragement, the girl couldn't help holding her chest up. Although the huge hunchback made her body very strange, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and a rare smile appeared on her face. .

Roy's voice paused, "Have those little brats come to harass you again during this time?"

"No."

"Remember what I said, if they dare to come again, you will use a broom to smack them hard. You can't always be submissive. This will only fuel their arrogance."

"You can't beat them alone, then wait for me to come back and go find them together and beat them up."

Roy leaned close to her with harsh words, and the two pressed their shoulders together.

After more than ten days of getting along, the girl has become accustomed to normal contact and no longer reacts as violently as at the beginning.

"Let's put aside the everyday words today, let's learn something new." Roy opened the haystack and wrote "Temeria", "Goth Wellen" and "Senny" on the ground in turn with a charcoal pen. Tokushima" and "Eretusa" are four words.

"Roy, who drew a five-pointed star on your sleeve and only half of it?" Toya's attention was attracted by a pattern on his left sleeve, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

Roy glanced at it, or rather, a half-black pentagram painted with charcoal. He was lost in thought.

"I don't remember..." Roy pondered for a while, then shook his head, "Probably a naughty kid from the Cadell House, who secretly painted it on me when I wasn't paying attention."

"Today, let's talk about Temeria, a country in the north of Aden. Temeria and Edsberg are separated by a Mahakan... Toya, you don't want to go to another country to travel, travel. ."

"Ah...I, can I?" The girl's body trembled, with fear and anticipation in her black eyes, she shook her head desperately, "No, I haven't left the mill for many years. Temeride is far away. I have to feed the chickens, water the flowers, sweep the floor, and do so much work that Henk and Oona won't let me go."

"You're just imagining," Roy rolled his index finger around his head, "there's no way the two of them can read what's in your head."

Toya's eyes gradually brightened.