Author: What are you doing

The sound of horse hooves came from the winding and rugged roads.

It is not close to the village or far away, and is mainly used as farmer's arable land.

On the edge of the field, the dog began to bark alertly, while the cat seemed to sense something, and after the hair was blown away, it disappeared.

This kind of beast has always been sensitive to magic and magic.

In the direction of the hoof sound, there was an old horse worthless, carrying a young man on his back.

Lan En held the reins tightly and drove his mount seriously.

Willen, a major northern power, belongs to the poorest province.

At first glance, the vegetation looks lush and colorful, but if you have a decent person staying here for two hours, you will know that this is a disgusting place like shit.

Under the dense vegetation, there are swamps everywhere and miasma. The abundant aquatic plants nurture many creatures, but they cannot provide convenience to humans.

In other words, these overgrown and reproductive "organisms" are much more dangerous to ordinary people than swamps.

The storm, poor villages, rude country bumpkins, and monsters that pop up from nowhere are probably the only impressions of this place.

The tired farmer in the ridge of the field raised his head, and the strangers passing by were one of the few topics of conversation they talked about in their poor life.

So the farmer looked at the passersby carefully.

His face was pale and weak, but he was quite energetic.

It is very different from the facial features of humans on the mainland. The eye sockets are not deep enough and the bridge of the nose is not straight enough. However, it looks pretty and has good skin.

However, compared with those non-human races that are excluded and discriminated against, such as elves, dwarves, dwarves, etc., they are obviously "human".

Probably, what is the place that can't even urinate the king's urine? Are there humans coming?

That is much better than the inhuman race that is killed in the sky.

The farmer leaning on a hoe snored twice, tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground.

The cheap blue cotton armor is black and shiny, and even the cotton on the waistband is bursting out. The cowhide boots are not thickened and are also cheap. Although they are uncomfortable, they can walk freely on the ground.

There is a sword, which is normal in Willen.

But, a sword on your back?

Even farmers know that no one will have a sword like a bow.

How could he pull out when he cut people?

The farmer was about to laugh sarcastically. Although he didn't even have a pair of shoes, there were not so many rules for "mockery".

But the next moment, he saw the pupils of the young man approaching.

"Cat, cat's eyes! Mutant freak!!"

The sarcasm turned into panic, and the farmer screamed, as if he had seen some terrible infectious patient, some horrible filth, and retreated repeatedly.

Even when he fell down with his hands and feet in the process of retreating, he kept retreating.

The iconic feature of the Demon Hunter - a pair of cat eyes.

The mutant warriors created by ancient human warlocks to clean up monsters, their original noble vision and profession have become plague-like people in the eyes of modern people.

Lan En sighed indecisively, and he could only persuade himself in his heart: Come on, the magical medieval is also the medieval.

Foolishness is always accompanied by malice.

The amber cat eyes glanced at the farmer on the ground at the same time.

Immediately, Lane began to tighten the reins and control the horses.

Old horse was gentle and not strong. But he was also hungry and had only been learning riding for a week.

If someone throws it directly on the horse and falls off during the journey, it is also considered "learning".

"Xilulu~"

The farmer's dog is black and white, loyal.

Even if the old horse's hooves could almost kill it, it still rushed straight to its master from the gap in the horse's hooves.

Lan En spent a lot of effort to prevent this loyal dog from being injured.

He was even a little hungry in his state of hunger.

But when he saw the puppy rushing towards his master, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

But just as the dog was about to pounce on his owner, a slender black shadow rubbed against Lan Eun's legs.

"Swoosh!"

"Oh!"

The sound of breaking through the air was sharp and terrifying. The lively and loyal dog burst out bloody flowers and screams in the air.

A crossbow arrow shot in from the back waist and came out from the front chest slanted.

The dog did not respond to his master, but instead its neurotic twitching body hit the farmer's feet.

The farmer was already scared.

Lan En's slightly relaxed expression suddenly tightened, turning back to the cold ice, and his body froze with the old horse.

A tall and majestic figure rode on an equally strong horse and walked slowly by Lan En.

The man's hair and beard are vigorous, like a human-shaped brown bear.

But his face, which had no emotions, seemed like an ice without emotions.

Two swords were carried on their backs.

He was wearing solid and exquisite composite armor.

Chain armor, leather armor, iron armor and cotton armor are assembled alternately to form a robe armor with a calf length.

A roaring bear's head pendant swayed around his neck with the pace of the horse.

And his eyes were exactly the same as Lan Eun—amber cat eyes.

The man bent over the horse's back, grabbed the tail pole of the crossbow arrow while passing by the farmer, and pulled the dog's body up from the field.

It is hard to imagine that a person carrying at least thirty kilograms of armor can make such smooth and agile movements.

The dog's body was still twitching nervously, and the whimpering sounds in his mouth were desolate and miserable.

But he didn't even look at it.

With a "splash" sound, I pulled out my crossbow arrow, wiped it clean on the twitching dog skin and put it back in my pocket.

And the dog's body was thrown directly to Lan En.

The worn cotton armor is even dirtier.

Young people can feel the passing of life in their hands.

He still cannot get used to this feeling. No, it would be better to say that in order to retain the remnants of his life, he refused to lose his sensitivity to this feeling.

But Lan Eun just twitched his occlusion muscle on his face, which was so small that it almost seemed like an illusion.

Then, the expression on Bai Jing's face turned into nothingness just like a man.

"Bolton, what are you going to do with it?"

“That was our lunch.”

Bordon's voice was like his face, without any fluctuation.

"Dog, easy to catch."

Dogs are species that make genetic compromises with humans. Even if humans don’t like dogs, they will think they are either cute or agile.

At least - there will be special treatment in emotions.

But in Bordon's words, he only regarded it as a piece of meat.

Lan En's ice-like face showed no strangeness, and drove the horse to follow, "We shouldn't be eye-catching anymore, Bolton. You know what's going on now."

Lan Eun's hands were trembling slightly, but this did not affect his movements of hanging the dog's body on the saddle hook.

The hook is commonly found in butcher's butcher's butcher's shop, and is a tool used to hook into pieces of meat for easy hanging or transport.

For the group of demon hunters, it is more used to hang loot.

Bordon seemed to be reminded by Lan Eun's words. His cat's eyes, which were not shaking at all, turned to the farmer who was limping in the field.

The farmer's pants suddenly became wet.

"You're right, I'm wanted, so."

With the sound of the composite armor, he turned over and dismounted. Instead of pulling out the sword on his back, he pulled out the dagger hanging on his chest.

He wants to kill someone.

Lan En immediately realized this.
To be continued...