Duke of Grief

Dragging his tired body, Ein gasped and turned away.

The logging axe in his hand was already covered with blood, and the smelly blood was dripping down the axe blade.

Behind him, a huge bear lay on the ground, blood gurgling from the part of his neck, his body was still subconsciously drawn out, and he couldn't see it.

Ain's axe can not only tear the neck of humans, but also penetrate the thick bear skin, tearing the trachea of ​​the ferocious bear.

But he was also injured. A scratch from his shoulder to his waist almost divided his entire body in half.

The bright red blood had soaked his coat, and the only coat was broken. I really don't know how to pass the winter afterwards...maybe there is no future.

When he crossed the border, he had finished eating all the food he had obtained from Victor, and in the following days he was drinking blood like a beast.

Now his hair is long and messy. If it weren't for the clothes and the axe still with a civilized atmosphere, then now he really looks like a wild man living in the forest.

"Ha...ha..."

A warm white breath spit out of his mouth, and Ain felt that he could not support it for long.

After crossing the border between Kurt's Kingdom and the Sad Wind Collar, he felt the situation here was strange, just like the bear!

In winter, bears usually hibernate, even the fierce bears, because they are still a bear in nature, but the bear not only does not hibernate, but also very energetic, not sleepy at all.

Ein is puzzled. He looks like a little giant. In fact, he used to be an adventurer, and his strength is still very good. However, in a battle for relics, he shot an arrow in his knee and had to retire. Too.

He returned to his hometown, followed the advice of his neighbor’s elders, and became a lumberjack. During his time as an adventurer, he didn’t think he would leave the industry so soon, so he wasted money. .

When he learned that because of the poison attached to the arrow, it was too late to go back and the injury could not be healed, he was desperate.

But in the end he didn't choose to die. He returned to his hometown, and under the influence of his hard life and friends, he became a reticent and serious man.

For his friends, he chose to shoot--

This time he had no plans to stay alive, whether it was the lord's chaser or the winter forest.

He was fed up with this kind of life. Instead of going on like this, it would be better to die directly at first!

Although even Dum's remarks were not possible, he might do it, but Dum's remarks were the reason why he chose to do so now.

An adventurer has never been a kind. Except for one of his teammates, he has never found any adventurer who is really kind, even if he is the same. He never thinks he is a kind. people.

"Are you dying...cough!"

Ain couldn't help but cough twice, but he didn't regret his choice.

Victor's greed awakened his bloodiness. He actually thanked the dead fat pig. If it wasn't Victor, he wouldn't die like an adventurer.

This is already the territory of the mournful wind. Although he has heard of the local lord, it is really difficult to imagine what the territory ruled by a black dragon would look like.

He just has nowhere to go. If he continues to be in the territory of the Kurt Kingdom, he may be caught and hanged outside the town.

This method of death is also ‘much like an adventurer’, but he didn’t like it, so he chose to escape to the mourning wind.

It is very close to the Black Forest. There is at least a large river between the north of the Kurt Kingdom and the Black Forest, and it is directly bordered by the Black Forest.

The wound on the chest hurts and itches, but Ain can no longer manage it.

The former adventurer stumbled and stumbled forward, at least he still had the power to continue to move forward, rather than die in vain.

He has heard of such scenes in many stories, and he is actually quite satisfied that he can die in this way of death. After all, he has no choice.

Red blood ran down the trousers, two lines of blood condensed into a footprint behind him, Ain's face had never been pale due to illness, but now it was as white as the snow beside him due to the large bloodshed.

"Snowing……"

Little snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, fell on his shoulders, and fell on his face, but he could not feel the cold.

His body was numb to the point that he could not feel the cold, and the pain and itching on his chest were slowly leaving him. At this time he knew that he might be dying.

Looking back, he could no longer see the giant bear's body.

"Ah……"

Ain couldn't help but bend his stiff lips and laughed.

Hunger, thirst, and pain are slowly disappearing. They are all afraid of ‘death’, so they leave his body.

boom!

Ein softened his knees and subconsciously reached out to support the trunk beside him.

After being slapped by him, the crumbling snow on the branch suddenly fell over and covered him.

"Huh...Huh..."

The lungs are like a broken bellows. Ain breathes as hard as he can, but the cold air that pours into his throat like a knife does come in as he goes in.

The scene in front of me had become blurred, and the sound of Zizuo Suo was heard in his ear. Ain swayed his stiff neck and turned his head slowly to see a rabbit as big as a tiger cub. He passed by.

The felling axe in his hand did not know when it had fallen to the ground, and Ein had no strength to pick it up again.

He was unable to kneel on the ground, leaning against the trunk beside him, trying to keep himself breathing.

"Call... call..."

Gradually, his breath became weaker, and the gasp that could overwhelm the cold wind was already covered by the whizzing wind.

"Hey! A rabbit!"

At this moment, another sound came from his ear, which made Ain's spirit rejuvenated, but suddenly his eyes turned black and his body fell to the ground.

"puff!"

The huge body fell on the snow, and made a small sound, but this sound was also enough to let the young boy who had discovered a rabbit listen to it.

…………

There was darkness in front of me, and there was not much energy in my body...

Ein struggled to open his eyes. At this time he seemed to have exhausted his last effort, even breathing was minimal.

"Huh? Are you awake?"

In the ear came a voice that was not just a teenager or a girl, full of vitality.

Ain's eyes turned subconsciously, and a young boy's head caught his eyes.

Looking at this young boy, Ein's mouth opened slightly, his consciousness gradually recovered, and his breath gradually recovered. After exhaling the turbid air to blow away the confusion in front of him, Ain realized-

He is still alive!

"I..." The voice is very weak~www.NovelMTL.com~ Even Ain himself can't hear.

"what? What?"

As if he heard something, the teenager suddenly got excited, put his ear down to listen, and shouted loudly, "What are you talking about? Make it louder!"

His excited and nervous look seemed to be afraid that Ain could not hear what he was talking about. Looking at the teenager, Ain smiled.

"I am still alive……"

The messy beard covered Ein's mouth, but the teenager seemed to understand his heart, grinning: "Of course you are still alive!"

"You saved me Jolar!" The teenager patted his chest, his face proud.

Alive...just alive...

Ain smiled, smiled, and he cried.

He was fortunate that he was still alive, which is really, great!