Son of the Olden Days

"You stand up first and tell me who your child is and what happened?" Saul said to the woman who was kneeling on the ground.

"Thank you, Lord Adventurer, please come with me." Although Sol did not reveal any willingness to help, the woman gave Sol gratefully.

Wiping her tears, she stood up and led Saul to an old house in the side lane, which seemed to be her home.

Pushing open the tattered wooden door that seemed to fall down at any time, Saul tilted his head to look at the dust that fell from the door and the spider web hanging in the corner, and then followed the woman into the room.

"I'm Pasha, I'm sorry that it's too shabby here. I hope the adventurer will forgive me for the poor hospitality." The woman was a little jerky and polite, and put a small pottery cup with a gap in front of Sol. She clearly It's the owner, but he looks much more cautious than Sol.

It's no wonder that the slanted low walls are scorched with fireworks and the roof is faintly leaky. Except for the haystack in the corner for sleeping, a clay pot for fetching water and a few cups and plates in the whole room, it seemed... nothing.

Obviously, such an environment can no longer be simply described with the word ‘poverty’.

But even in such an environment, Saul didn't touch that much. He had experienced even more miserable sleeping in the grave.

In Sol's questioning eyes, Pasha started her narration.

"My son is called Peter, and everyone in the town calls him Little Peter. He will turn twelve years old this fall."

"Our family was originally a vegetable trade in the town, and the family background was fair. Later, my husband heard his friend's bewilderment and wanted to try some new business, but unfortunately all the money from the family was cheated away by accidentally making friends."

"Since then, the family situation has gradually declined, and I owed a large sum of money to the Frank family in this town. Then one day my husband ran away under the burden of life, leaving only Peter and I to depend on each other."

"A few days ago, they thought that I was too slow to make money by sewing, so they forced me to sell my body to repay the debt I owed. When I hesitated, they suddenly abducted my poor little Peter and threatened to send the child to V. Master Ronk's house is a servant."

"I know they want to control me through the child, but I didn't come to ask Peter, because I naively thought that instead of following me to suffer, the child might be able to live a full life at Master Frank's house."

"It is said that Master Frank likes to eat fresh mountain mushrooms, and he would often order Peter to collect them at the foot of the mountain west of the town. Peter has been there several times before and he came back safely, but he went there again three days ago. He didn't come back either."

"I suspect he was taken away by the vampire in the western cave, and asked the adventurer to help me." At the end, the woman began to cry again.

vampire? The undead in those rumors? Can escape the alien of the death trial? There was a glimmer of light in Sol's eyes.

"How did you know there was a vampire in the cave?" Sol asked.

"The rumors in the town say so. It is said that a few ferocious trolls lived there in the past, and they were cleaned up by adventurers organized by the town, and then another vampire took over." Pasha replied.

Things didn't sound complicated, and Thor folded his fists to his lips and thought for a while.

"Well, I will go to the cave you mentioned as soon as possible to take a look, but I don't guarantee any results." Finally Sol said to Pasha.

"Thank you...thank you, thank the adventurer's kindness, just in terms of remuneration..." Pasha looked embarrassed.

"No need, wait for my result." Sol waved his hand and stood up, and left in Pasha's gratitude.

After leaving Pasha's house, Sol went to the tavern in the town to sit for a while, and after a few rounds of drinks, he got the news he wanted. It's just a little miscellaneous. Some say that there is a bear in the western cave, some say that the troll hasn't died, and some say there is nothing inside.

No one mentions vampires, and it is unlikely in Thor’s imagination. After all, if there are really powerful vampires around, the town must have organized people to clean up, and if the manpower is not strong enough, you can apply for more powerful people in larger places. Come.

This is like the ancient kingdom, as long as there are creatures such as giant dragons around the human kingdom, people always take the trouble to put up the banner of slaying dragons. Some of them may want to become famous as ‘Braves’, but more of them should come from local officials or kings.

After all, no one wants to live around their own living environment, there are existences that can destroy the city at any time, and no one wants to suddenly die in their sleep. For humans, when there is nothing around, it may be the safest.

Throughout the history of the mainland, not only dragons, but many powerful creatures have died for this unreasonable cause. Perhaps there was no hatred between humans and the dragon, but after a few deaths, the hatred would naturally be there.

Saul couldn't believe much about Pasha's words, it was just his habit before his final judgment came.

As for whether it is a bear or a vampire in the cave, or the malice of human beings waiting for you there, then you have to wait for yourself to see it yourself.

It was almost night, and after a brief filling, Thor left the town and came to the entrance of the cave.

The reason why it came so quickly is because the cave is really not far from the town. From the west, you can find the cave on the mountain wall by drilling into a shallow forest and walking to the end.

So close to the human settlement, Thor's guess that there is no strong enemy here is a bit more reliable.

Pulling out his sword, Thor stood outside the cave and listened for a moment. Except for the howl of the wind pouring into the cave, there seemed to be no specific danger, and it didn't sound like the cave was deep.

Lighting the torch, maintaining the proper caution, Thor suddenly frowned after walking a few steps into the cave.

The top wall here is not high or low, it is roughly broad, and the path is not tortuous, it looks like an ordinary cave. But after entering the cave a few steps deeper, Thor still smelled the strong smell of blood in the air.

Tightening the bowstring of the spirit, Thor finally walked to the center of the cave step by step, holding up the torch to see the full picture of the cave.

The cave is very open, and there are several corpses scattered here in a mess, some of them humans and some of beasts. The reason for the spread is that these corpses are all torn apart and mutilated, with incomplete limbs, and they look cruel and bloody.

After a rough observation, Saul could only see that it was the claws of some kind of beast that had split the corpses, but he couldn't tell what it was. The strangest thing is that these corpses have no signs of gnawing, so they are just thrown here to rot.

The earliest corpses had a vague tendency to rot and smell, and some were still fresh, as if they were only in the past two days.

Turning his eyes, Saul quickly found the body of the suspected little Peter based on his age.

He was already torn apart, his head separated.

Saul sighed slightly, gathered little Peter's body roughly according to his clothes, then packed the body with a few pieces of cloth and carried it on his back. Anyway, I was also a tomb guard before, and it seemed that I had done things like carrying corpses many times.

It seems that something is inhabiting here, but since it is not here now, Thor will not wait, let alone face it. Bring the body of little Peter back to Pasha, even if the commission is completed.

Sol inevitably felt heavy along the way, because what Pasha said might seem true, so when she saw the body of little Peter, she didn't know if the poor woman could continue to support her in the future.

Forget it, help her pay off the debt and leave her a certain amount of money, Saul roughly made a decision. I hope she can leave this sad place and start a new life.

This has nothing to do with justice, just because I witnessed a sad thing at first, and since I took over this thing, there must be a result.

After stepping out of the cave, Thor glanced around vigilantly, although he didn't know what the enemy was, and if he could not face it, Thor didn't bother to pursue the truth.

Just as Saul's line of sight passed around, a certain piece of grass in his field of vision seemed to tremble, and it seemed that a figure suddenly ran away from behind the grass, and it was not real for a short time.

Saul was stunned, then his gaze condensed and he quickly caught up with his legs.

Since the opponent chose to retreat, his strength is probably not as good as his own, and judging from where he was just now, his dark vision is probably only five or six steps, and he is likely to be a Tier 1 professional.

Although Thor is in no mood to fight at this time, the dog in the water must be chased and killed, and the opponent ran away when he saw him, and he probably had the key to the fog of the whole thing.

Saul chased quickly and decisively, and as the dark vision approached, he saw a figure running in front of him.

The figure looked... as if he was a half-year-old child, wearing a fashionable face-covering gown, and not running fast. Of course, it may be that his childlike steps can't take too many steps.

Halfway through the run, he looked back subconsciously, and when he saw Sol quickly approaching, he seemed to be taken aback. He staggered and ran violently, his little short leg swaying unceasingly.

Soon Sol maintained an absolute advantage and caught up to a close enough distance, feeling the first-order aura of the opponent, Sol no longer hesitated, and suddenly threw out in suitable terrain.

Threw the opponent into the wild, pressing tightly under him.

"Yeah! Let go of me, gangster!" A crisp female voice broke out quickly under her body.

How could it be a little girl?

Thor heard the sound and subconsciously let go of the struggling figure in his arms.

After the opponent stood up, he seemed to be ready to continue running.

woman? Women are also useless.

Saul reacted shortly afterwards, and immediately another swoop threw the opponent to the ground, holding his arms tighter than last time, or it was more appropriate to lean, because he had to restrict the opponent's actions first.

"What are you running?" Sol asked the opponent tightly, holding his forehead against his forehead.

"What are you chasing after?" the little girl in her arms asked rhetorically.

"Of course I will chase you when I see you running!"

"Of course I have to run when I see you chasing me!"

"You ran first!"

"You chased it first!"

Sol's eyes twitched violently, ending this mentally retarded conversation decisively.

"Now I'm in a bad mood, I don't have time to spend here and play conversation games with you."

"It was your luck that you met me today. To tell you the truth, I wandered in the wilderness all year round, hunting all kinds of people and all kinds of monsters, including of course your chattering little girls."

"And for a little girl like you, I have many more imaginative methods. So next, I ask you what you'd better answer honestly, lest I get impatient to show my rudeness in advance, do you understand? Kid!"

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