Demon Hunter and His Hut

"what sound?"

  Roger concealed his figure subconsciously, and at the same time quickly imprinted the surrounding environment in his mind.

  The passage seems to be one-sided, and there is no white mist or hidden gap in the place where he originally appeared.

  Confirming that no one had found a trace, he quickly leaned in the direction of the sound.

   Turning over a dense tree, Roger looked down.

  In a clearing on the edge of the forest, a thin man was holding a pitchfork and yelling.

   "Go away, you beast!"

   "Return my daughter to me!"

  The man is wearing a shabby linen. It seems that he has suffered some injuries, the tip of the grass blade is a little bent, and he is inconvenient to move.

   Opposite him, beside a shallow stream, a majestic brown bear is slowly approaching forward.

   Roger took a closer look. Judging from the physical characteristics of the opponent, this man should be just an ordinary person. He looked around and found no enemies hidden in the dark.

  Thinking about it, Roger still plans to help.

  There are records about fairy tale manuscripts in the library of the Knights of the Round Table. Each fairy tale has a different theme and shows the fate of different characters.

  If you want to get this manuscript, you need to complete the story in the fairy tale as closely as possible to the theme.

  In addition, it is rare to meet a living person here. Roger also wants to communicate with each other to understand the surrounding environment and the approximate area radiated by this fairy tale world.

  Like the fairy tale manuscript Little Red Riding Hood obtained by Roger before, the whole story is limited to a forest, and even the route of travel is included in a very narrow area.

  The world is relatively simple, as long as you kill the monsters in it, you can automatically get this manuscript.

  And since this one in front of me will attract the attention of the mountain girl and be told repeatedly by her, the radiation area that wants to come to this world is much larger and more complicated than that of Little Red Riding Hood.

  The panicked man didn't notice the body under his feet at all. One staggered backwards and the pitchfork in his hand fell not far away.

  At this time, the brown bear, who had already lost patience, jumped up, and his heavy body pressed against the man without even exerting force. The weight of the body alone was enough to crush the man under him into meatloaf.

  At the critical moment, Roger rushed out of the bushes beside him, but he did not draw out the sword he had hidden in his back.

   "Boom!"

   Approaching the stream, Roger kicked a pebble under his feet, and the stone screamed and hit the tip of the brown bear’s nose.

   Taking advantage of the pain of the beast, Roger took a step forward and dragged the man who fell on the ground out of the brown bear’s attack range.

   "How is it, didn't you get hurt?"

  He still doesn't know the real situation of this world, so he has not fully exposed his idea of ​​combat effectiveness.

   Picked up the pitchfork on the ground. Although the tip was a little bent, Roger waved it and found it unexpectedly smooth.

   "Is the pitchfork the natural weapon of the demon hunter?"

  The panicked man recovered at this time. He saw Roger overjoyed, "Run, we are not the opponent of this monster."

  At this time, the angry brown bear waved its huge bear paw and rushed towards the two of them. Roger stood in front of the man, looking very calm.

   "Stay back and be safe."

   is just an ordinary beast. Roger didn't care at all. Even if he didn't have a weapon in his hand, he was confident that he would smash the beast's head with two fists!

   "Hurry up, this is no ordinary beast!"

  The man’s voice came from behind, Roger moved quickly, avoiding the frontal pounce of the brown bear, he saw the angle, the grass in his hand was sent forward, and went straight to the heart of the beast!

   "Puff!"

   "Crack!"

  This time Roger did pierce the skin of the brown bear, but soon the pitchfork in his hand made an overwhelming sound.

   Rolling back, avoiding the impact of the brown bear, Roger looked down, and the tip of the grass blade was twisted 90 degrees, almost turning into a grass rake.

   "Such thick skin?!"

  Roger was taken aback for a moment, this is no longer an ordinary rough skin that can be described as thick and thick.

  There may be strange energy hidden in the body of this seemingly ordinary beast in front of him.

  The scarred man flees back in horror, one end of the vines entangled and rushed to the ground, and at this moment he also heard the howling of a beast behind him.

   "It's over!"

  In despair, the man felt his bladder loosened, and a warm heat covered his lower body.

  A few seconds later, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him, and then the sound of footsteps gradually approached, and a voice sounded in his ears.

   "It's not so bad, right? You fell to death?"

  The man quickly turned around and looked at the stranger who had never been far away.

   "You...you are not dead?"

  He looked back, and beside the stream, the brown bear's tall body fell, and one end of the pitchfork was inserted from the eye socket into the depth of the brain.

   "You actually killed it?"

   "It's amazing!"

  The man got up from the ground in a panic, "kind stranger, thank you for saving me. My name is John and I live in a nearby town."

  Speaking of here, John seemed to have thought of something, yelled out loudly, and ran away quickly.

"what's happenin?"

   "Jenny, my lovely Jenny!"

   "I want to save her!"

  Roger followed John and pulled out the pitchfork stuck in the brown bear’s nest.

  The flustered man was walking back and forth on the opposite hill, sweating like rain, and he couldn't even take care of his injuries.

   "Tell me what the **** is going on?"

  Roger stopped John who was crashing.

   "I am a lumberjack, and I live with my daughter. I didn't pay attention to the trace of the child when I was cutting wood and cleaning up the dead branches at the edge of the forest. When I recovered, I found that the child was gone."

   "There are often beasts in the forest. I was so frightened that I shouted while looking in the woods."

  John tremblingly took out a small cloth shoe.

   "Then I found this and heard the roar of the big guy."

   "God, bless my Jenny not to be discovered by it."

  Suddenly John seemed to think of something.

   "Quick, help me!"

  "This beast is a she-bear, and there may be a litter of cubs in its den..."

  His face is pale, UU reading www. uukánshu.com "The child may have been caught by it, but was sent to the cave."

   John’s eyes were bloodshot, and his face was painful despair. This girl may be as important as life to him.

  "Don't worry, tell me the characteristics of the child." Roger took the cloth shoes in John's hand and observed it carefully.

  He knows that normal parents can't help but think wildly in this situation, but now he needs John to calm down as much as possible and provide him with enough information.

   "Jenny is a little girl with yellow hair, she is 7 years old this year, no, she is 8 years old."

  "You are holding his shoes. Her mother made her a new dress with blue stripes..."

  Roger remembered the information, and at the same time opened the hunter's vision where John didn't pay attention.

  Powerful perception ability allows him to quickly get rid of the interference around him, all the information converges, and a clue appears in front of him.

  Roger bent down to pretend to be investigating.

   "Let's go, follow me."

   "I think I have locked the trail of this beast."

   "Let’s go and see in its lair!"