Scene 66 Hunter Siblings II

The body lying in the snowdrift has almost been frozen into a popsicle, but you can still vaguely see what it looked like before he was born. He is about forty or fifty years old, an upright and mature man; Wearing thick fur clothing and holding a short bow in his hand, he looked like a hunter from the Llantonilan area. "More and more complete"

Brando was actually able to confirm the identity of the other party, but before he could answer, Freya, who was squatting next to the body, said in a sad tone: "The fatal injury was the arrow wound in the back, and the body we found before The same thing, but this one should have died at that time."

"——The injuries on the corpse we encountered before should have been sustained near here, but the hunter's injuries were relatively minor. After he escaped from here, he was attacked by a frost demon and died in the end." Lao Lenna looked at the corpse in the snowdrift and said angrily: "You nobles of Eruin have gone too far."

"Cruz's nobles are similar. What's more, our enemies are first and foremost cultists. You are also responsible for this." The black-haired female knight replied coldly on horseback.

Laurenna glanced at her and managed to hold back from speaking back.

"That actually makes sense." Brando thought, but he didn't speak. Instead, he raised his head and said to everyone: "If the battle happened nearby, then this should have been Anlek's camp. Everyone spread out and search left and right to see if there are any clues."

He didn't finish his words, as if to confirm his words. A whistle sounded in the forest. This is a signal for his guards to contact each other——

Everyone turned their heads over there and saw a girl on a white horse trotting out of the forest. Hipamila was still wearing her linen robe in such a cold weather. She turned around, pointed in a certain direction in the forest with the wooden stick in her hand and said: "Sir, many corpses were found here."

"As expected, Anlek took action." Nimesis shook her head slightly.

Standing next to Brando, Freya's heart sank slightly, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth. She had a bit of luck and hoped to save the hunters. But I didn't expect that the other party would be so decisive.

Beside her, the female knight Laurenna's face didn't look good either.

"Take us there." Brando sighed and replied. He still remembered the worried and expectant looks of the hunter's family members when they left Qianshui Town. For these families, their husbands and fathers may be the only breadwinners of the family. Once you lose your source of income, your future life is unpredictable; there are even single-parent families. The rest are just helpless children who are waiting at home for their father's return, but there is a possibility that the news will never come back.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart.

Hipamila seems to have seen what her lord is thinking. As a priest of Himmelud, she originally existed in this world to protect the world. The girl is not one of those saints in the Temple of Flame who are not stained with dust in the deep palace. She is well aware of the hardships of people's livelihood, so she can't help but lower her eyelashes slightly.

She pulled the reins, turned the horse's head and led everyone towards the woods.

After passing through a small sparse cedar forest, the view suddenly became brighter. A clearing that was thought to have been cut down appeared in front of everyone. "More More" But everyone couldn't help but suffocated slightly when they saw the scene in front of them. The collapsed animal skin tents scattered in various directions seemed to remain the same as that day. In this camp that seemed to have been trampled once, The tragic battlefield was restored in front of everyone.

More than twenty corpses were piled in the center of the camp, with some scattered around. There were eye-catching dried blood stains everywhere in the snow, and broken arrows were stuck everywhere in the camp.

Brando saw Metissa's unicorn standing next to the pile of corpses, while the little silver elf princess held up the ice and snow on the ground with both hands, and the ice and snow turned into crystal clear ice flowers in her hands in an instant. She placed these bouquets next to each corpse, looking very calm.

"Lord," she saw Brando. Then he patted the snow on his knees and stood up: "I remember in the last war. The silver elves would give a bouquet of lilies to all the companions of the brave warriors. The warriors would wear them on their chests the next time they go to the battlefield. Bring these bouquets to avenge the deaths of their comrades.”

Brando nodded.

"Don't worry, Anlek will pay the price for this. Some people regard other people's lives as ants. These people have long been abandoned by Martha." He replied coldly: "Chaos can't protect them. , look, the bloodshed must be repaid with bloodshed.”

"Is there anyone alive?" Laurenna couldn't help but gasped when she saw this scene and asked in a low voice. But everyone could tell that this upright and kind-hearted woman from Cruz was just suppressing her anger.

Medisa shook her head, "At least in this camp, everyone is dead."

The camp was slightly quiet.

Although Brando, Freya, Nymesis, and even Akane have all experienced many battles, life and death on the battlefield have long been commonplace - but it was a fight in which both sides risked their lives, and what was in front of them was a A naked massacre - these hunters from the area near Lantonilan each have their own families. They are the fathers, husbands or sons of their families. They may have entered this forest with longing for the future, but It is to let your loved ones live a better life.

But all hopes for the future were ruthlessly killed here. But it's just for the inexplicable pursuit of some people, who don't understand respect for life at all.

Freya looked at this scene and seemed to think of Butchi burning in the fire. The people of the kingdom were struggling in the disaster, while his nobles just watched indifferently, and even contributed to the disaster.

Everything that happens at different times and in different places is so similar.

She gritted her teeth and her clenched fists were almost white.

Laurenna on the side seemed to have noticed the future Valkyrie's mood swings, and she had a slight affection for Freya in her heart. He couldn't help but said: "Let's sort out the bodies of the hunters. It's best to find a way to bury them and take them out when they leave here - at least their families have the right to know what happened here."

Brando was impressed by the words of the female knight from Cruz. Although he had known that Laurenna was famous for her integrity and kindness, after all, the other party was the daughter of a noble family, and he did not expect that she could consider the issue so carefully.

He looked at the other party in surprise. But as if noticing his gaze, Laurenna turned back. Explained to everyone: "The knights respect their fallen comrades, at least they will not let their dead comrades expose their bodies in the wilderness. Although these people are not our companions, we promise to take them back. Whether they are dead or alive, at least We need to give an explanation to their families.”

She put one hand on her chest and faced everyone and replied somewhat seriously: "I hope I can keep my promise."

"That's right. I support Sister Laurenna's view." After hearing these words, Medisa couldn't help but nodded for Wei Wei and expressed her support.

"Me too." Freya exhaled softly and replied a little lonely.

Brando looked at the other side of the Nouga River. In fact, there was not much time left for them. Her Royal Highness the Princess is heading to Wallentenburg, but Eco, Macaro and his entourage have obviously arrived ahead of them. In the south, the armies of Count Jeandenaire and the Blood Staff are converging. From persuading the Archduke Viero to form a coalition, to sending his troops south to ambush Count Jeandenaire just like in history, there is only one time left for him. Just one month.

This means that he can stay in the forest for up to two weeks.

The scorching summer sun, which has become very mild in the frost-stained forest, has moved past the center line above the head. If we delay for a while, we may have to spend the night here.

He looked at Nimesis beside him. The female knight expressed neither approval nor disapproval. However, he has gradually become familiar with the other party's character over the past few days, and he knows that this is actually an acquiescence.

Brando finally nodded.

Fortunately, everyone present understood that their time was tight. Brando nodded and began to clean the battlefield consciously. Due to sufficient manpower. Digging holes in the snow to bury bodies is actually not that difficult. And because it was expected that the bodies of these hunters would be retrieved and taken away sooner or later, the guards under Laurenna's command only dug a few large pits to save trouble, covered them with snow, and marked them conspicuously.

Others, Medissa and Freya, were looking for possible survivors further away. Although Brando felt that the possibility was not too high, he had already seen from the arrow wounds of the hunters that this time Anlek brought veterans who had fought with him for many years, and it was unlikely that he would commit such a crime. Low level error.

Just when Brando thought so. Suddenly Ciel's voice came to his mind.

"Lord, what do you think I found?"

"What?" Brando was startled, and then asked.

"A woman."

"Char, although the weather here is still relatively cold, it is summer now, and spring has passed for a long time." Brando was stunned for a moment, and then replied angrily.

"No, no, you got me wrong. Lord, I mean I found a living woman." Ciel quickly shouted that he was wronged.

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Peia was found in the Nouga River, and Charles happened to see her being washed down from the upper reaches with the drifting ice, and hanging on a branch that reached into the middle of the river.

In this weather, the temperature of the river was close to subzero. When Charles found this woman, her whole body was almost soaked, soaked in the cold river water, and there was a long stab wound on her back. The knife wound seemed to be caused by excessive blood loss, and the rolled skin and flesh were soaked and turned white.

Originally in this state, the young wizard's first judgment was that this woman was dead, but the fact turned out to be a joke on him. When he used magic to fish the other party out of the middle of the river, he found that the other party still had a heartbeat.

Peiya already knew what happened next.

But for the girl herself, she couldn't remember anything that happened before she jumped into the river. She only remembered that day when the nobles turned against each other, and the eldest hunter in the team was directly pierced by the middle-aged swordsman's sword.

Then came the melee, the flash of swords and the shadow of swords——

It's like a terrifying scene that would only happen in a nightmare. The most powerful hunter in the team, it is said that he once served as a swordsmanship instructor for the army in the Manowell area. The team leader with silver strength was not a match for the middle-aged swordsman in one round.

She would never forget that scene in her dreams. The noble knights surrounded them with grins, and then the screams of familiar people came one after another.

She remembered that a knight wanted to hold her down and cut her hands behind her back. She remembered the other party's vulgar scolding, and he also touched her body with his hands unruly.

If it hadn't been for that ring, she really didn't know what terrible things would have happened after that.

What happened after that seemed to be running away, but the wound on his back hurt so much, and his body became weaker and weaker. But instead, he became more and more worried about his brother. The pursuers were getting closer and closer, and then there was darkness.

"Can't die..."

"Aruta..."

It seemed like a long nightmare, and every face in the nightmare was distorted. The faces of the townspeople who had hated their siblings were covered in blood. Then came the grinning knight's face. Finally, she saw her brother being stabbed by a gunshot and nailed to the snow, with bright red blood spreading out from under him like countless tiny red snakes.

"don't want--!"

The girl suddenly opened her eyes.

She was covered in sweat, and then she saw a female face clearly through the faint firelight outside the tent. She recognized the identity of the other mountain man at a glance. Only mountain people could have such long fiery red hair. The girl hugged her knees and leaned on a spear, looking at her motionless.

"You, who are you..." Peiya seemed to want to ask this question, but she immediately felt a pain in her throat as if it was on fire. In the end, she only made some meaningless hoarse syllables, but the severe pain made her moan.

"The lord said, it's best for you not to talk and take more rest. You're seriously injured, but the key is that you've been unconscious in the cold river water for who knows how long. Now you have a fever, but we don't have any herbs on hand."

Akane rarely spoke in front of strangers since she left the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group, but when she spoke, she finished her words in one breath as if she were reciting a boring report.

After she finished speaking, she still looked at the woman on the bed quietly, her eyes shining brightly as she reflected the firelight outside.

Peiya was slightly startled, but felt the kindness of the other party. She lay back down again, her heart a mess, but she finally felt a little calmer.

She frowned slightly, as if trying to remember what happened.

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