Mercenaries and Adventurers

Umi Lake Village, that night.

Rufu Wolf took out a block of ice the size of a human head from the cellar of his house. Through the blurred surface of the ice block, it seemed that there was a **** heart frozen inside.

Holding the ice cube in one hand carefully, he climbed up the ladder into the house. Soon, he climbed the ladder back to the house with one hand.

He dug this cellar secretly in the house. It's nothing. Basically, every household in the village digs a small cellar for storing food and valuables.

It's just that his cellar is a little different.

The entrance to the cellar is in his bedroom, facing the lights in the house, Worf admires the 'fresh' heart frozen in ice.

And licked the corner of his mouth.

Finding a wooden dinner plate, he put ice cubes on the wooden dinner plate, and then his hands changed rapidly according to his wishes.

The hair on the back of the hand grows rapidly, and the nails on the fingertips magically become thicker, sharper, and elongate rapidly. Most importantly, the internal bones and muscles of the palm are also changing rapidly.

This change made Wolf's mouth tightly pursed, and he locked the uncomfortable pain in his throat. But the twitching eyebrows and cheeks still showed his feeling at this moment.

But soon, only a few seconds later, the changes in the hands stopped, and the original human male palms disappeared, replaced by a pair of half-human, half-wolf palms that were twice as big as before.

Wolf spit out the air in his body, then took a deep breath, and then put a smile on his face again.

The huge palm pinched the ice cube, and with just a pinch of his hands, the originally solid frozen ice cube shattered, and the heart inside fell into the wooden dinner plate.

The shattered ice in the palm of his hand was casually placed in a wooden bowl aside, then he picked up the wooden bowl and placed it next to the fireplace in the house.

Returning to the dining table, Worf straightened his fingers and inspected his ten sharp fingers and the sharp claws on his fingers. Finally, two commonly used left and right fingers were selected, one was slightly fixed on the side of the frozen heart, and the other finger was cut along one side of the heart ventricle, exposing the frozen residual blood in the inner ventricle.

He sniffed excitedly, and couldn't wait to move his mouth to it, carefully licking his favorite and cherished hard work with his tongue.

Literal blood.

After licking the remaining frozen blood in this ventricle, he then processed the remaining blood in the ventricle in the same way. After that, he chopped up the remaining heart with his fingers and claws, pierced them one by one and put them into his mouth to taste.

The heart muscle, which is far more flavorful than other muscles, made him very satisfied, but then he felt a pity for the preciousness of this 'food'.

It's a pity you can't enjoy it like this every day.

The valves of the heart and the large blood vessels connected to the heart are also slightly different in chewiness, which surprises him every time.

Human beings are truly amazing beings.

Wipe his palms with a dry cloth, and with the drastic changes in his palms, he transformed into a normal human again.

Swallowing the ice water mixed with a little blood in a wooden bowl by the fireplace, Rufu-Wolf stood still for a while, thinking about the alien hunter warrior for a while.

"Hey, I still have to go and have a look. Well, I have to go and have a look." He said to himself.

Afterwards, he poked the firewood in the fireplace to the inner part of the fireplace with an iron braze, changed into the clothes he had gone out, and then put on a cloak made of pure black leopard skin for himself.

After blowing out the oil lamp, Rufu-Wolf came to the backyard of his house.

He didn't wear shoes or boots, so he just walked barefoot into the yard that he rarely came to.

I carefully inspected the left and right, and carefully distinguished the sounds in the surrounding environment with my excellent ears, but I didn't find the sound of anyone walking and hiding.

Then his legs changed slightly, and his feet changed from human feet to beast feet.

The originally loose pants looked tight and short after his legs changed, but he didn't care. He jumped on the spot and jumped from the backyard door to the roof of his house.

There is only a narrow and dark corridor between his house and the east gate of the village, and the distance is very close.

Therefore, he just lightly and nimbly ran up two steps on the roof, jumped over the dark corridor, and jumped directly from the roof to the wall of the east gate.

On cold winter nights, the militiamen guarding the east gate huddled in the house on the top of the gate, and only at certain times would they come out of the warm house and patrol back and forth on the wall surrounding the village.

So Worf was not afraid at all that he would be discovered by those lazy militiamen. He only stepped on the wall with his feet to borrow some strength, and then jumped over the wall and landed outside the village.

His dark cloak also prevents the possibility of being seen.

Flickering on the wall that is not illuminated by torches, even if someone sees it, they will only see a shadow that is darker than the night flashing past, and regard everything as an illusion produced by boredom.

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In the dark alley next to Luf-Wolf's house, the scruffy young man stuck his head out of his dilapidated shack, just in time to see the dark shadow flashing past his head.

It wasn't until there was a very slight sound outside the wall in the silent winter night that the scruffy man showed a weird smile. The whole person laughed silently, and the bottom of his eyes were slightly red.

It was two twisted and magical blood twisting and controlling under his eyes.

After the blood calmed down, the slovenly man whispered to himself, and retracted his head into the shack.

"Yes, yes, yes. The great wolf king, I will wait, wait for that person to perish, wait for the news of that person's destruction. Hehehehe, he doesn't know yet, his own death is not far away , not far away, hee hee, hee hee hee hee."

-

Luf-Wurf ran with all his strength through the dark winter night.

There are dark clouds in the sky, so only a small amount of hazy moonlight is cast down. Human eyes cannot see anything clearly in this field, so he quickly lifted the hood of his cloak to reveal his face.

With the beast's feet running and leaping several times, the human's head and face quickly changed into a werewolf's head.

It has a long snout, a mouth full of sharp teeth that is more terrifying than a logging saw, a pair of wolf ears that stand upright in the wind, and of course, the beast eyes that he needs at this moment.

The eyes of beasts, which are far more useful than human eyes, can clearly see the road under their feet in this kind of night.

Even, the tall mill that is still turning in the distance can be seen slightly, even if the mill is hidden in the darkness.

Although werewolves are far stronger than humans or wolves alone, there is only one thing that makes Worf very dissatisfied.

That is the endurance is really bad.

After he transformed into a werewolf, he would feel hot all over if he ran or fought for a long time. At first he didn't understand what was going on, but later he realized that the original human sweat glands disappeared when they were transformed into werewolves.

The ability to dissipate heat from the body by sweating is gone, but the werewolf does not have the ability to run on all fours, and the speed and running ability are not as good as real ones. If it weren't for the cold winter, which is a good time to run, he wouldn't have dared to run for a long time after transforming into a werewolf.

The most troublesome thing is summer, every summer, he has to prepare a pair of scissors to trim the overheated hair of himself after the werewolf.

Not to mention fighting or something.

Soon he ran up to the mill, but didn't go directly up to it.

He first lay down on the spot and listened carefully to the movement of the mill, and then circled around the periphery of the mill. After hearing no other noises or new smells except the windmill, I boldly walked into the mill.

His hands turned into wolf claws again, and he climbed up from the outer wall of the mill with ease.

The wooden outer wall is very suitable for him to climb up with his palms and soles, but when he climbs up this time, he will always think of the bad memories before.

The wolf king stubbornly attacked the trunk of the tree, but he could only stay on the top of the tree helplessly, waiting painfully for the tree to fall and be injured.

Fortunately, that stupid female knight still foolishly killed the wolf king.

"Hey hey hey." Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing happily.

Once the wolf king died, the crisis that had plagued him for several years disappeared, and life became easier again.

but.

This exhilarating joy every time I thought about it lasted only a little over ten seconds, and then was overwhelmed by panic and helplessness, fear and rage.

Because as soon as he came to the 'secret place' on the top of the mill, his huge animal eyes clearly saw the continuous boot footprints on the top floor in the dark night, left by walking back and forth.

You must know that he has never worn shoes when he came here.

Even with shoes, because you have to climb up with wolf claws and legs, the shoes will only be put in your pocket or backpack, and you will not put them on yourself.

The wolf's mouth opened slightly, and the entire expression of the wolf's head was slightly distorted.

Then he couldn't hold back any longer, his whole expression became furious and distorted, he leaned over excitedly, bent down and sniffed the footprints with his nose, and climbed back to the top of the mill along the wooden shaft of the windmill.

The smell of Martin and Keel's visit, the long wooden sticks that were randomly discarded in the house, and a piece of dirty coarse cloth on the wooden sticks.

He couldn't stop his heavy breathing, and immediately picked up the thing, and after smelling it, he could smell the smell of rancid liquid. After gesturing on the wooden stick in his hand, he looked up.

With the animal's eyes, he could vaguely see the stains seeping between the planks of the roof on the top of the mill.

"Ah." He took a deep breath of cool air, and then opened his mouth to silently exhale the heated air. Accompanied by the hot air, his trembling words: "Martin Puth! This is what you don't want to say What is it?"

"Hehe, do you think that kid can find me and kill me? Impossible."

"Impossible."

He crushed the wooden stick in his hand casually, and then threw the pieces out fiercely. He thought about it, and a surprised smile appeared on the wolf's face: "Ha, just right. That young man is not in the village, hehe, if he is not in the village."

The long tongue licked a mouth full of teeth.

"Kill him, and kill the fishermen who went out with him. No one will know I did it, because no one will find their bones."

"Just in time, those stingy and greedy businessmen are gone, and I have enough time to have fun with you in the wild."

"Or, have a good taste of fresh."

Gulong, he swallowed: "Fresh heart."

-

Keel is leading the team towards the place where they hunted the giant wild boar.

Since he didn't take a long way around, and basically headed straight in the predetermined direction, Keel found the frozen river in the strange wilderness on the second day after leaving the village.

He told the party to follow him down the river, and said it was not far.

"Keil, are you sure? I read other people's stories, relying on the magic pointer and the map to move forward in a strange place?" Wick, a middle-aged man, walked beside Kiel and complained to him. with.

Keir didn't ride on horseback, but walked along the frozen river with the others. He smiled when he heard Wick's question: "Stories are stories, and reality is reality. Seriously, this is the only way, I won't get lost in this place no matter what. You have to trust me."

Kiel patted the weapon on his waist: "And with this guy, it doesn't matter if you get lost, just kill some animals."

Wick also smiled, looked at the jackrabbits hanging on Keel's horse, and smiled with satisfaction covering his full stomach: "That's right, these two days have made everyone satisfied with the rabbits. I did. I didn’t expect yours to work really well.”

Wick made a circular motion with his right hand, gesturing to Keel when he used the sling.

Throwing stones Sokir is still a loot stolen from goblins. Naturally, it is useless to deal with vigilant bandits and northern land wolves, but pick up a stone on the ground and use it to hit snow and bushes from a distance. Small animals are especially useful.

And Kiel somehow, he is quite proficient in using this thing, at least much better than bow and arrow skills. Even if there is no one to guide the sling, they practice blindly by themselves, and the bow and arrow are guided by an old hunter with superb archery skills.

As they spoke, they turned a corner along the frozen wilderness river. When they looked up, they saw two wild dog-like animals fighting for a piece of animal legs.

Two wild dogs fighting each other for food heard the sound of human footsteps, and immediately stopped fighting when they became alert, but neither of them wanted to give up the food that was about to reach their mouths, so even though the human was jokingly getting closer, They still refused to leave.

"Wow woof!"

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

Both wild dogs barked at the humans, but Keel reached out for a self-defense stick from Wick beside him, weighed it a little, and then threw the wooden stick in his hand vigorously.

Whirring whirring.

The wooden stick was nearly one meter long, thick at one end and thin at the other. It spun and smashed towards the wild dog's back with the sound of wind.

"Hey, I missed it!" Wick just said something, but Keel immediately retorted: "Look good!"

When the two wild dogs saw the human throwing something, they immediately aroused the hidden instinct in their bodies: they fled back in a panic.

But one of them happened to coincide with the stick thrown by Kiel when he fled backwards, and his head was smashed with a bang, and he fell to the ground without saying a word.

The other wild dog was also taken aback by what happened to the same kind, but saw that its companion was dead, and the human on the opposite side did not continue to walk in. The wild dog's courage instantly increased, returned to the place just now, grabbed the legs and feet of other animals on the ground in one bite, gnawed on the food, and ran up the hillside with all four feet flying.

"Hey hey." The fishermen burst out laughing when they saw this scene.

Wick gave Kiel a thumbs up, then strode over to pick up his wooden club. Seeing that the wild dog knocked down by the stick was still twitching its legs and feet, it immediately picked up the stick and made another hit.

"Keil, can you give me this wild dog skin? My little boy still lacks a set of warm clothes?" Wick licked his face and said to Kiel with a grin.

Shrugging, Keel didn't care: "The leather is for you, but the meat has to wait for everyone to eat together."

Kiel gave the jackrabbit skins to all the fishermen in the team for free. Because everyone hasn’t gone out to hunt for a long time, and the fish caught in the water are not easy to make warm clothes, so these leather products are in short supply in the village.

It is really not cost-effective to buy from the caravans that come and go.

Wick mentioned the dead wild dog, and was about to say something to Keel and the others who came over, and Keel pointed to the distance where the river turned, where everyone followed Keel's instructions to look.

There is a messy place beside the frozen river. A road was opened by something big on the ground, and at the same time, a piece of snow on the hillside was messy in color, and more than that, some other animal corpses were scattered around and fell a lot.

Just as Kiel looked over, the many crows on the hillside tearing and pecking at the animal carcasses also saw Kiel.

"Gah!"

"Gah!"

"Gah!"

They seem to have remembered something, and immediately screamed excitedly. Some crows immediately took off and flew towards the nearby woods, seeming to call other crows. On the ground, a circle flew out in the air, and cursed the helpless Kiel with an unkind cry.

"What's the matter? Those crows?"

Wick and the fishermen looked panic-stricken.

Kiel scratched his cheeks that were a little red from the cold, UU reading www. uukanshu.com said embarrassingly: "Hey, it's nothing, I thought those crows were troublesome before, so I just killed a few of them."

"I didn't expect them to be like this after that. When I returned to Wumi Lake Village, I thought those guys had gradually given up, but I didn't expect to forget them."

But Wick and the other fishermen felt a little relieved after hearing Keir's explanation. But as soon as they looked up, they could see the crows making such an unreasonable behavior. They were still frightened, and told Keel some stories from the country legends.

Any child who doesn't eat the food cooked by his mother will be taken away by a flock of crows.

If a child doesn't sleep well at night and quarrels with the elders in the family to do that, he will be blinded by crows.

If there are crows on the roof of a house that exceed the population of that family, it means that disaster will come to that family.

Why would a crow eat the fingers of an infant baby as a worm, and the incompetent young mother would be disgusted by her in-laws.

If you dig out the crow's nest, the crow will hover over your head, and then you will be entangled by bad luck.

Now the fishermen look at the large number of crows circling dozens of meters above Kiel's head, and they all say that Kiel, a young warrior, may suffer bad luck.

Scratching his helmet, Keel didn't think these small briquettes with wings could do anything to him.

"Oh, everyone, don't worry about that, see the front, the place is there, dig the ground, and I will hide the wild boar's body in the ground."

"Fortunately, it seems that although other animals have come, but no animals have dug up that piece of land. Let's go there quickly." After Keir finished speaking, he ignored the crows above his head and called out to wince. All the fishermen, go forward.