The Demon Hunter

Ke Luoyin woke up by a stream, he was wet all over, but he didn't feel cold, because he held a warm man tightly in his arms.Then the man moved, and Cologne immediately closed his eyes, relaxed his muscles, and breathed lightly, as if he was still deeply asleep.

Ansel opened his eyes, and found that he and a strange man were pressed together in an extremely intimate gesture. The other's forehead was pressed against his chest, and his waist was tightened with both hands. They were almost embedded in each other's bodies. .This made him irritated at first, but soon worried—he knew who he was: his name was Ansel.Knows what he is: a treasure hunter who knows how to use his longbow and sword to kill as fast as he can, but beyond that?

He didn't know where he was born, who his parents were, whether he had brothers and sisters, whether he had friends, who he learned his fighting skills from, what treasure he had successfully obtained, and who the man next to him was.

But it is impossible for a person to be completely ignorant of all this, so, has he forgotten?Because of what, hurt?curse?

"Hey! Hey!" Ansel shook the stranger who was still sleeping soundly, hoping to get an answer from him.

"Hmm...huh?" Cologne opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Uh, hello." Ansel greeted awkwardly. He couldn't see the other party's head when he buried it in his arms just now, but now he sees it. The man holding him has a beautiful and wild face. With a pair of gentle and clear blue eyes...

"Hello."

"I know it's silly to ask, but...do you know me?"

Cologne let go of his hands and sat up. In fact, he has been paying attention to Ansel. Even with his eyes closed, he can listen to the change of the other party's breathing rate, heartbeat rate, and even carefully. The speed of his blood flow can also be heard.So he knew about Ansel's psychological changes, and knew that he wasn't lying, that he had indeed lost part of his memory just like him.

"I'm sorry, I don't know anyone but myself right now."

"You lost your memory too?"

"It should be said that I just lost memories related to things like feelings, life experiences, and interpersonal relationships, but knowledge, skills, and memories about instincts are still there." Cologne moved his fingers, and there was desire in his body It's the appetite, but since the two of them have the same experience, it's the companion—outside the hunting range.

"So, we can only get to know each other again. I'm Ansel. Nice to meet you."

"Coloin, it's also nice to meet you."

"So, do you think we belong to a certain organization or country's soldiers?" Ansel looked at the light leather armor on his body, which was somewhat rough and made of popular materials, and should be standard equipment.

"The clothes don't belong to us." Cologne took off the leather armor and showed Ansel the buckle of the belt.The buckles he used to wear on his body were not the most commonly used buckles that were worn out, and the shirt he wore inside was also a bit bulky.Ansel looked at himself and indeed had the same problem.

"So, we attacked a certain team?"

"It should be." Otherwise, I won't be able to get these two sets of clothes.

"Then we were discovered, and what happened to us?"

"If that happens, the other party's more reasonable choice is to kill us. Since we are all alive and well, we are not injured at all, and the weapons are with us. Then, the possibility of being discovered and erased is not very high. It's a different group of people who erase our memory."

"That's even worse." Ansel sighed, "But at least we have a clue." He pointed to the leather armor, a small badge on the shoulder, and a cluster of crystals, to find the organization or family that used this badge, Should be able to find some past memories.

"I agree." Cologne nodded.Then their stomachs growled at the same time...

A campfire was burning, clothes hung on the branches, and Ansel, in his trousers, was roasting fish from the stream by the fire—fortunately they hadn't lost their flint, unfortunately they hadn't found any salt, it seemed. Have to endure the fishy smell.

It didn't take long for Cologne to come back, also naked from the upper body, holding a large bundle of dry firewood. His wheat-colored skin almost shone golden in the sun, and his tight and healthy muscles became full of strength with his movements. Undulating gracefully, Cologne didn't do anything superfluous, but looking at him like this, he couldn't help but feel that he was making some erotic invitation to you.

"We should have known each other before we lost our memory." Ansel coughed, because the moisture in his throat had evaporated in a short time, and now it was dry and almost itchy.

Cologne threw the firewood on the ground, and then took off the jacket tied around his waist. There were more than a dozen bird eggs in the clothes. He sat next to Ansel and stuffed the eggs into the campfire with a branch: " It should be." He remembered that when he was just sober, he held him, and the two men definitely knew each other in that gesture.

"We're probably partners." Ansel handed over the grilled fish, and picked up the second one instead.

Ke Luoyin took the fish in a daze, he had already finished the bird eggs, and was about to start grilling the fish by himself, but Ansel handed him the baked food first, which was beyond his expectation outside.

"what about the taste?"

Cologne took a bite: "It's fishy."

"Eat more and you'll get used to it." Ansel made an expression that he knew this beforehand.

Without any seasoning, the fish was simply grilled over a bonfire. The taste was not very good, but the two men were not picky eaters, and they ate up their respective fish seriously.But the taste of the roasted bird eggs was good, and the two men fought fiercely for it. Cologne showed his amazing speed in the battle, but Ansel only grabbed the poor one...

After just two mouthfuls, the bird eggs in his mouth disappeared, but Coloin was guarding a pile of shells slowly peeling off. Ansel made a grimace, ignoring the other party and stood up to look at his clothes, the coarse cloth that had been roasted by the fire. Hard enough to scratch your hands, but at least it was dry.Ansel put on his clothes again, and Cologne stood beside him at some point, holding a handful of white and smooth bird eggs after peeling off their shells: "Do you want to eat?"

"You snatched it." Ansel still held a grudge against Cologne's rudeness during the fight just now.

"The return of the fish," Cologne said.

At the same time, Lance was walking cautiously towards the town of Lancepole.Yesterday, until midnight, those two people still disappeared.Although Lance was used to following orders, he couldn't wait any longer.And when he arrived at Lanspor Town, what he saw was a beautiful light that enveloped the entire town.Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the light was actually composed of countless fairies shining brightly like fireflies.And it wasn't until dawn that those little things retracted into the city wall, and civilians began to move around to clean up the corpses, but Cologne and Ansel were still missing...

Before that, worry, tension, anxiety, panic, Lance knew these words, but never understood them, but in the past half of the night and one early morning, he learned them all in one go.He left the hiding place and walked towards the town.

There is absolutely no gentle and harmless race that can survive in this world-of course it does not mean that similar races did not exist, but now they have all become beautiful legends and can only survive in children's bedtime stories ——The only remaining race that does not have too much expansion must also have strong self-protection capabilities, such as fairies.

The town of Lanspor now looks nothing like the beautiful, peaceful and rich town in the rumors. The periphery of the town is full of corpses, those of the attackers and defenders.The early morning wind brought the sound of weeping, and it was difficult to distinguish whether it was the survivors or the spirits who had died but still lingered.

"Human, what are you doing here?" The city gate was opened, and three fairies suddenly appeared in front of Lance.

"Find someone."

"The survivors are all concentrated in the church. See that white pointed building?" Although the fairy was suspicious of this man who obviously walked from the outside, humans should not be so stupid. Are you looking for him to die?

"Thank you." The spire is very conspicuous, but those two people must not be there, because it is impossible for them not to go back if they are fine--Lance directly ignored the possibility of being seriously injured and unable to move, he took out the golden pouch, "Do you know this?"

"What's inside?" The fairy approached, because he could feel the aura of the same family in the small bag. If Lance hadn't acted calmly, he would have thought that this guy had captured his own people.

"I don't know. This is an entrustment from a friend of mine before she died. She hopes that I will give this to you instead of her."

The fairies dubiously dragged the small bag aside, and opened it warily.Inside the bag was a pair of transparent wings that glowed slightly golden. People who didn't know it might mistake them for the transparent wings of some kind of insect. Only fairies could be sure that they belonged to fairies.And there's only one way to get them off...

"It's Anne J①!" The elves exclaimed, it was the closest true legend to them—a female elf who abandoned all glory and became a human being for love with humans.However, the fairy is always kind to the people. If she wants to, she can still return to the fairy group, as long as she comes back with wings.

The author has something to say: ①Specially express the spelling, Anne·J is Jenna (Jenna) and vice versa.