LRAB Chapter 381 Extra Story·The first meeting with Renee (1)
Chapter 381 Extra Story·The first meeting with Renee (1)
Chapter 381 Extra Story·The first meeting with Renee ([-])
There are many classic stories circulating in every country. The civilians of Nali tell the legend of the golden king, Godelin, or which noble daughter who lived in the castle eloped with so-and-so. It may be that the farmer who was in charge of repairing the waterwheel found large flakes of gold in the river.
Nali people like this kind of dog-blood story that is more suitable for life, just like the tactful love sung in "Moon Night", which is similar to their own life and has a touch of magic.
But the story of Shiwali is not the case at all. It may be because even their founding emperor believes that after killing the giant snake, there will be good luck. fake story.
After Fisher smuggled into Shivali from Nari, he crossed the entire Shivalli and arrived near the border of Kadu. On the way, there are many questions about "the devil rings the bell at midnight", "conscious magic", and "molting monsters". "This kind of strange legend has been completely immune.
So when Fisher sat in the carriage and listened to the Schwali coachman he hired to repeat this kind of story again, he was a little impatient.
"Every night, our village will be attacked by unknown monsters, but the frequency of the monsters is very irregular. Some people say that the monster is an old pervert with a huge wolf head and feathers all over the body. door, and likes to sneak around to catch the chickens in our coop.”
In the carriage, Fisher, who was wearing a white shirt and overalls, held a quill in his hand and was planning his route against the map next to him.
This time when he entered Schwari, he pretended to be a city reporter from Crimion, the capital of Schwari, and traveled around to investigate these anecdotes in the countryside. In fact, his real purpose was to find the secrets hidden in the western continent. The rare sub-human race, the witch.
Next to the map on Fisher's desk, a book with golden light is displaying the contents of its title page, which are four predestined prophecies, the last sentence is,
【The immortal witch wrote the epitaph for them with magic】
"Stealing a chicken? And then?"
The coachman outside had just finished speaking this paragraph in rather bold Swali, and Fisher didn't listen to the words outside at all, but just acted as a ruthless flattery with a blank face, which could minimize the risk of his identity being exposed After all, the relationship between Shiwali and Nali is not good now, otherwise Godling IX would not have sent Elizabeth to the border
Thinking of a lady with golden eyes and a smart smile, Fisher paused while holding the quill pen to dip the ink, and did not write the next word for a long time.
"Then? Hey, it's weird to say that the men in our village were worried that the wild demi-humans or monsters with strange shapes would come to attack the village, so they stayed outside the house for a long time at night, waiting for the monster to come over. He caught it. It turned out to be really weird, every time we had a vigil he wouldn't show up, and then the chickens in the pen would disappear out of thin air as soon as we rested."
"Could it be that the chicken got lost?"
Fisher continued to be perfunctory, saying that he was listening with an incoherent response.
"How could it be lost?! There is indeed a monster stealing our chicken. Yalina picked up a very long black feather in the chicken coop the next day. What's more frightening is that her son was in the chicken coop. When I woke up in a daze at night, I really saw the figure of a woman catching chickens in my chicken coop, and those chickens didn’t make a sound, as if they had been enchanted!"
"The villagers think that thing is either a mountain god in the mountains, or some kind of monster or monster, but some people say that guy is a witch!"
Fisher's writing stopped abruptly. He didn't listen to all the previous words, but he was attracted by the old man's last word just now.
Pausing for a second, he put down the quill in his hand and pushed open the door of the carriage, looking at the old man driving the carriage with a pipe in his mouth,
"Repeat the story just now, what witch?"
"Ah? Oh, that's right, chickens have been missing from the chicken coop in our village a few months ago. Wait, you didn't listen to me just now?"
The old man turned his head and glanced at the young gentleman sitting in the carriage. The gentleman had a handsome face with sharp edges and corners. He obviously had a heavy bookish look, but his appearance was a little cold. His expression was serious, which made the old man who was about to complain just now curl his lips. , and then went on to say,
"Well, that's it"
After the story was finished again, Fisher sat on the door and touched his chin. Originally, he came close to the border between Shivali and Kadu for the witch. The junction here has a very complicated mountainous structure. This kind of ancient forest has also been preserved to this day. From the records of ancient books, many records of the activities of witches in history are near here.
Now that he has caught an obvious clue, Fisher has a goal. Whether it is true or not, it is best to check it first.
"Interesting, how often does she come over to steal a chicken?"
"It's not certain, sometimes it comes once a week, and sometimes it comes several times a week, and the time of each visit is different. The widows said that they felt someone approaching in the middle of the night, but the little boy saw the woman It's almost dawn. But she hasn't stolen anything this week."
"I see, I am very interested in her, so, this week I will help you keep watch to see if I can catch her."
But after hearing this sentence, the old man in front quickly shook his head and persuaded,
"Hey, oh, it's unavoidable, you are a reporter from the city, and you are going to guard a thief who doesn't know what it is this night. If something happens to you, it will not be worth the loss. To be honest, in a few days After failing to catch that thing for the first time, the villagers were all frightened by that evil thing, and would rather she steal something than hurt anyone."
Fisher smiled silently, and stretched out the cane standing beside him, only to see that the cane was soon covered with fine white rays of light,
"Is this, magic? My God, I only saw it when I went to the city to attend prayers when I was a child, and it was just a magic that can light up lights."
In fact, most magic is far away from civilians, and the high cost of magic is not something they can consider, and they don't have any use for it at all, so they take it for granted that the magicians who can use magic are all in the city Unbelievable big shot.
"Don't worry about me, if something happens, I can guarantee my own safety, and even if something happens, you won't be held responsible"
Nonsense, Fisher is now a smuggler from Nali, his identity cannot withstand the verification at all, in case something happens to him, the Shiwali government would like to thank these villagers for helping to subdue the Nali spies
"Besides, the village faces the attack of an unknown monster every night. I think you have endured enough, haven't you?"
Now that Fisher had said so, the old man would certainly not refuse even if he opened his mouth. He even felt that the reporter from the city was really thinking about them, instead of just coming here to find some irrelevant news. Get out of here, and then the populace gets their attention and kills the time, and they get the gimmicks, but the actual civilians who actually find out about these things are mostly nobody's concern.
"Okay, here we are, this is our village."
The carriage slowly stopped at the entrance of the village. What appeared in front of Fisher at this time was a small, quiet and peaceful village with everything from cooking smoke, running water, waterwheels and other factors. Walking into the village, you will soon A dense jungle was seen in the distance.
In the depths of the jungle are the mountains extending from Shiwali to the border of Kadu. The continuous mountains are still a forbidden area for human beings.
The two countries only set up border patrol troops on the edge of each other's jungles, and the mountains in the middle have truly become natural holy places, a mysterious no-nonsense zone.
You can see Shivali's outpost if you walk more than ten miles from this village, but if it is not necessary, Fisher does not intend to go there, although he has brought a lot of magic, and Haier Sen gave himself a graduation gift, but it is still too dangerous to cross a country's border without permission.
The old man was very happy to receive Fisher in his home. There was also a wife and two daughters who were not yet ten years old. The eldest son, who was 20 years old, went to work in a factory in the city and only came back twice a year. Second-rate.
And when they heard that Fisher, a big reporter, was going to keep watch for them at night, the old man's wife kept talking, and shared with Fisher the identity of the monster she guessed. The old couple were talkative people, Even the two daughters can mix in a sentence or two,
"I heard that there used to be an exiled Shiwali magician in the mountains. That guy studied a forbidden magic and was condemned and exiled by the king! The magic wanted to kill the living people and use their organs to cast magic, even if Even after being exiled here, he still doesn't stop, and even wants to use his own daughter to do magic experiments."
"People in our village say that the woman who came to steal the chicken is the ghost of the dead daughter of the Shiwali magician. She was abused and wanted to eat chicken, so she came here every day to steal the chicken."
In the midst of such conversations, the night was getting dark, and Fisher was going to be on duty outside the village as agreed to see if anyone was coming to steal chickens. The old man wanted to persuade him, but seeing that Fisher was too Persistence, he had no choice but to give his hunting single-barreled shotgun to Fisher for self-defense.
He is lying alone in the straw pile outside the chicken coop, which can not only keep warm but also hide his figure to the greatest extent. There are not many people who raise chickens, so he sleeps here and is very close to every chicken coop. With muskets and walking sticks, he counted all the chickens before lying down.
In the sky, a huge and extremely cold full moon has risen into the sky at some point, and the countless bright stars beside it seem to be just decorations, unable to cover a trace of the brilliance of the huge moon.
Fisher opened his eyes and listened vigilantly to any disturbances beside him, but nothing happened until the moonlight was getting darker and Fisher's eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
"Cuckoo..."
Surrounded by the sound of cock crowing, for some reason, Fisher's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness seemed to slowly sink into a dream. The scene in the dream was extremely dark, and Fisher was alone. Standing in the dead darkness, until a certain moment, a bright full moon suddenly rose in front of his eyes, staring at him coldly.
The cold gaze instantly woke Fisher up, and he suddenly remembered that he was still looking after other people's chickens.
Staggeringly, he sat up from the pile of straw, only to find that the silence around him was too frightening.
It was still midnight at this time, when he looked up at the sky, under the huge full moon, there was a purple lark standing on the roof of a villager, the feathers of the lark were very beautiful under the night sky, Looking at Fisher who woke up, it even tilted its head humanely.
"A lark?"
An ominous premonition welled up in his heart, and he hurriedly inspected the surrounding chicken pens, and looked at the chicken pen under the eaves where the lark was standing, but was surprised to find that there was a chicken missing there!
"Cuckoo!"
The lark seemed to have noticed that Fisher had noticed the clue, and the next moment it spread its wings and flew towards a certain direction in the forest. The surroundings were completely silent, and the other villagers basically had no fighting power. Fisher increased the burden, so he followed the direction of the bird's flight alone.
The lark led Fisher all the way to the mountain forest behind the village. When the night wind passed by, under the illumination of the huge full moon, the entire forest seemed to be agitated, but Fisher's face was stern, not at all because of the battle. In a panic, behind him he held a spinner's silk thread, worrying that he might get lost in the forest.
"Cuckoo!"
The lark flying in the forest seemed to find a certain direction, made a crisp sound and landed rapidly, and Fisher's pace also stopped at this moment.
For no other reason, there was a fire in the direction ahead.
He frowned, and looked in the direction of the fire with his walking stick, only to find that it was a small clearing in the forest. A wilted chicken on a wooden skewer.
Fisher raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction of the owner holding the wooden stick. The first thing that caught his eye was a head of black hair spreading like a waterfall.
"Hum hum hum~"
The black-haired owner was humming a song that Fisher couldn't understand the specific song, and was squatting in front of the fire, concentrating on roasting the chicken. Her hair was too long, and the simple linen clothes she was wearing They covered up a lot, but even so, they still couldn't cover up her bumpy figure.
The lark, which was being chased by Fisher, landed on her shoulder obediently, and whispered something in her ear. The next moment, the woman turned her head to look at Fisher's face in surprise. direction.
Under a head of black hair, she has a beautiful face, and a pair of deep purple eyes reveals a seductive charm, and then, her beautiful face reveals obvious panic,
"Wow!"
"Cuckoo!"
Just when she opened her mouth, Fisher realized that several larks that were exactly the same as those on her shoulders had fallen on the surrounding branches at the same time. The moment the woman opened her mouth, all the birds began to make "cuckoo" sounds. sound.
After seeing Fisher who was chasing up and still holding a musket, she got up in a panic and was about to run towards the other direction of the woods. Even so, she still held the skewered roast chicken in her hand.
Then the next second, to Fisher's surprise, she might have been squatting for too long, and she didn't notice that her legs were numb from squatting, and then she got up so suddenly that her left leg tripped over her right leg, All of a sudden, he fell to the ground and ate shit.
"thump!"
This set of operations stunned Fisher. It was not until a second later that he belatedly jumped down with the cane in his hand, and rushed towards the chicken thief.
"run?"
Fisher didn't want to hurt her, but just wanted to control her so that she wouldn't run away, so the method he used was to use his magic power to attach to the cane and hit her body, so as to hit her body and the magic power circuit at the same time, even if Even the toughest tough guy in the world would suffer unbearably.
Seeing that she was still about to run, Fisher hit her on the back with a cane,
"Ouch."
The woman let out a coquettish scream from the pain, and made an extremely cute sound, then quickly squatted down, holding her head with her hands and shouting loudly,
"Stop beating, stop beating, woo. I'm a good person, I'm human, I didn't do anything, help me, kill me!"
The woman held the chicken in her hand and covered her face with her hands. A series of voices sounded like bombing. The first half of this sentence was in Nali, and the second half was composed of Swali and Kadu. It seemed that she was afraid that Fisher would beat her to death if she didn't understand.
The woman's coquettish cries caused Fisher to stop holding the cane abruptly. He couldn't bear to see the woman curled up on the ground trembling while holding the chicken. He was silent for a second, and he He retracted the cane in his hand, frowned and looked at the woman with a blurred face in front of him,
"Who are you and why are you stealing from others?"
This sentence was said in Swali, and he did not want to reveal his Nali identity.
But at this moment of pity and deep moonlight, Fisher did not realize that the expression of the woman in front of her, hidden under her black hair, had turned into a "successful" smirk. When she had black hair on her forehead, her beautiful expression was full of pity and grievance caused by the pain.
She didn't seem to want to reveal her identity, but she carefully glanced at the cane in Fisher's hand, for fear that he would hit her again, so she finally nodded and said in an extremely delicate tone,
"I didn't mean to steal other people's things. It's just that I'm too hungry and I can't help it, so please don't hit me again, it hurts, woo woo woo"
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Fisher remained expressionless, but continued to look at her, as if waiting for her to explain.
The other party raised his head cautiously to let his eyes look away, and saw in the corner of his eye that the other party did not intend to attack again, Bi An immediately opened his mouth to explain,
"I am actually the daughter of a Shiwali magician. My father took me to hide in the deep mountains and old forests to study magic a long time ago, and lived there. But since my father passed away, it is difficult for me to be alone. I survived in the forest, so I had no choice but to come out of the mountain. I was really hungry, but I couldn’t do anything else, so I could only steal other people’s food.”
Her words were vivid and pitiful. Fisher was holding the cane. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the scabbed wound on her arm. Her ankle was also bruised from the fall just now. She looked seriously injured. appearance.
And the woman in front of her also became unnatural because of Fisher's naked sizing, she covered her skin uneasily, and at the next moment, there was an obvious sound from her stomach.
She was so hungry, the woman lowered her head in embarrassment, glanced at the chicken in her hand and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
".Eat, I want to ask you a few questions by the way."
Noticing that there was indeed some ungentlemen in his gaze, the youthful Fisher coughed embarrassingly to cover up his embarrassment, then he stood up and looked at her, saying so.
"Can I eat?"
"You have stolen it so many times, even if you don't eat it now, do you still expect the roasted chicken to turn back into a live chicken and go back to the farmer's chicken coop?"
After hearing this, the woman in front of her finally couldn't bear it any longer. She took a bite of the overcooked chicken, took a big bite and enjoyed the rare delicacy.
"Thank you, good man!"
"There's no such thing as a good person, so you were the one who went to the village below and kept stealing chickens?"
The woman ate the chicken in her hand and pretended not to hear, as if she was temporarily deaf, and almost made Fisher laugh angrily. When he raised the cane in his hand again, her expression immediately became pitiful again. stand up,
"It's me! It's me! I know it's wrong, but I'm so hungry, there's nothing I can do, right?"
Fisher raised his eyebrows, and asked with some doubts,
"The villagers reported a lot of unnatural phenomena to me. I thought it was a witch who was going to steal things."
Renee, who was eating chicken, shrank her pupils slightly, she waved her hand quickly, and explained with a dry smile,
"How is it possible, how could I be a witch?"
"And what are those larks in the trees?"
"That is. That is the magic created by my father. He is a magician who has a deep knowledge of magic. Well, if you can give me some more food, I can take you to see my father's original magic. Schwari magic!"
Fisher was a little moved when he heard the words, but thinking that he still had to complete the task of "finding the immortal witch", there was no need to waste too much time here. If there is no witch on Schwali's side, then he must Going in another direction, and even halfway through the journey will take a long, long time.
After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and said,
"No need, I have other things to do. However, it is unrealistic for you to keep stealing other people's chickens. I will compensate you and the villagers for the chickens you stole before. You can take care of the next thing yourself."
After confirming that the woman in front of him was really harmless to humans and animals, just an ordinary chicken thief, Fisher turned around and left holding his cane.
But behind him, the woman's pitiful expression just now disappeared in an instant. She took a careful look at the man in front of her, as if she saw some dangerous aura on him, and then quickly opened her mouth, using Some trembling voices asked,
"Wait! Are you... are you looking for someone?"
"Well, you know I'm looking for someone?"
".Well, I saw you hiding in the bushes this morning. What are you asking the villagers about? I can't hear you clearly, but you seem to be looking for some witch?"
Fisher looked back expressionlessly, looked at the harmless and pitiful woman sitting there, and swept the wounds all over her body, he said,
"I'm looking for an [Undead Witch]. Do you have any clues about her?"
"Immortal witch?"
Her movements paused slightly, and then she tilted her head naturally, as if she was thinking.
But Fisher didn't realize that even though she had a natural expression now, all the larks on the tree were looking at his figure at this moment.
"Well, I don't know too well. But I... my father's magic tower has a lot of records about witches, and there may be clues."
At the end of the words, she stopped speaking abruptly, and just blinked and looked at Fisher in front of her.
One look at Fisher and he knew what she meant. This guy is asking for payment,
"So, what do you want me to do for you?"
"Just one dinner. It would be even better if you could give me some money. But in addition to helping you find information, I will also show you the unique magic researched by my father!"
She said so without thinking, but Fisher squinted his eyes and looked at her. For the sake of caution, it's better not to trust the chicken thief in front of him too much.
"No, you can take care of yourself and leave."
The woman in front of her pursed her lips, then forced a smile,
"Okay, I'm actually afraid to go back because I left my father's magic tower. There are many dangerous beasts in the mountains. I'm afraid that a person will be eaten in the past. But all my father's things are still there. , I want to get them back. But anyway, thank you, don't mind my theft."
Fisher glanced at her, waved his hands, turned around and left with his cane in hand, and the woman sat on the spot with her knees hugged, watching his back quietly, as if watching him leave.
But from where Fisher couldn't see, the woman's expression under the firelight turned into an intriguing smile. She lightly raised three fingers and watched Fisher go further and further away.
As Fisher walked further and further away, the fingers on her hand were broken off one by one. When the last index finger was lowered, Fisher's movements in the distance also stopped abruptly, and he sighed. Tone, looking back at the woman with a pitiful expression,
"I'm going back to deal with some funeral affairs, and prepare some supplies by the way. It's too dangerous to enter the forest at night. It's better to go out in the daytime. I'll bring you food tomorrow. Don't steal any more. In return, please check with me About the witch and show me your father's magic, deal?"
The dim purple eyes of the woman in front of her became brighter little by little. She couldn't believe it, but she seemed to be grateful for Fisher's promise to her.
"Okay, I promise you!"
"Well, that's it."
Just as Fisher turned around and was about to leave again, the woman suddenly called Fisher again.
Under her somewhat messy hair, a bright smile bloomed on her not-so-clean face, and her pair of purple eyes were deeper than the dazzling stars, making it difficult to see the specific meaning.
She smiled innocently, and asked Fisher,
"I forgot to introduce myself and ask your name, what's your name?"
"My name is Renee."
(End of this chapter)