Being able to play games without any worries in the forested wilderness is a luxury dream for the residents of Faerûn. All kinds of monsters and beasts make all those who set foot fearful and worried.

Then a deadly wild wolf or ogre rushes out from behind a bush or tree stump.

Little Mishal didn't have such worries. She ran happily in the jungle, jumping between shrubs, sometimes chasing a hasty jumping rabbit, sometimes scaring a nest of squirrels squatting on a tree branch. The little girl grinned and screamed.

He drank the strange sound without paying any attention to the branches and grass around him.

The little girl clenched her little fists and pumped her chest and yelled, "Ha!" Then she looked at the scurrying rats and rabbits, jumping happily and stamping their little feet and laughing. Not far behind, there was a man with a steel war bow on his back, his waist straddling his waist.

William followed the protector. He was holding a light single-shot crossbow in his hand. It was the low-quality one he had bought from the one-eyed dwarf's house. The string of the crossbow, which had been loose for a long time, had been readjusted by William.

At this time, it is just right for Xiao Mishaer to use.

The little girl took the crossbow handed over by her brother and fired it without looking. Then she dropped the empty crossbow and rushed forward, leaving only William standing there dumbfounded. This girl was too inaccurate.

Well, with her hunting method, the chance of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse is even lower than that of a blind cat. William picked up the empty crossbow and reloaded the arrows. At this time, the little girl was curiously standing under the big tree with the crossbow arrows.

Looking up, a big gray-white cat is lying on the branch of a tree, eager to try. I don't know if the little girl is brave or ignorant, or if the big cat is not arrogant enough?

I don’t know whether it was because the big cat was not hungry or for some other reason. It did not pounce down directly, but stared at the little girl’s head with the same curiosity, as if it was “studying” who this little one with “horns” on its head was.

What kind of creature? But its "research" can only go so far, because taller and stronger beings also came under the tree and threatened the big cat's life.

William pointed the crossbow at the big cat unceremoniously. When he was about to pull the crossbow, the little girl pulled the corner of William's clothes to stop him. She looked at her brother pitifully with her big eyes open. William

Pretending to put away the crossbow, she smiled and said: "Okay! You have the final say this time! I just won't interfere!" The little girl then happily raised her head and screamed in the face of the big cat and fox's fake power. Unfortunately, the tree

The big guy on top had no reaction to this. It simply ignored the provocative little guy and paid more attention to the big guy behind her.

Little Misha's "threats" several times in a row failed to frighten the big cat, let alone scare it away. She pitifully turned back to her brother again to complain: "William! The bad guy refused to pay attention to me! He's not even afraid of little Misha.

What a scare!" He said and made a "Ha!" scare gesture.

What a naughty little guy! William said with a smile: "Okay! Let's see my brother avenge you! Now! Cover your ears first! It will be very scary!" He said and made a hand covering his ears.

With the gesture, the little girl quickly held her head with her little hands. Then she felt that this was not very effective, so she inserted two slender little index fingers into her ear holes.

Seeing that the little girl had already covered her ears, William calmed down and took a deep breath, raised his head, chest and tongue, and shouted loudly, "Drink--!" Like a sudden thunder, the terrifying sound waves echoed in the mountains, and even he covered his ears.

The little girl was so shocked that her face turned pale and panicked, not to mention the big cat who bore the brunt.

All cats have extremely keen hearing. This big cat suffered a lot when faced with William's violent drinking. It was so shocked that it almost fell off the tree with its eyes blurred. It howled in horror and quickly hurriedly grabbed hold.

Bark, with its tail between its legs, swayed and tried to retreat, but when the big cat was about to jump to another big tree, its balance that had not yet been restored made it fall miserably.

The big cat fell to the ground and howled miserably, then rolled over and got up, stumbling away in a hurry. William looked at the little girl with a smile and looked at what she wanted to say, but he couldn't help coughing, but the roar just now was too loud.

The violence vibrated my vocal cords. It turns out that you can’t be too arrogant in life!

Little Missal squinted her eyes and looked at William who couldn't stop coughing. She was thinking about a question: when would she be as strong or as majestic as her brother? The simple little girl didn't have the consciousness that a girl should have at this time.

She quietly gestured at the physical difference between herself and her brother, then gave up on this unrealistic idea.

The little girl returned to her previous laughter, and she continued to happily disrupt the normal life order of the "jungle dwellers". Of course, it would be better if her brother stopped coughing all the time. William once again felt the sorrow of self-mutilation.

I swore that I would never show off again.

If there is a creature that is the most hated in the North, it is of course the orcs. Barbarism is their nature, cruelty is their motto, predator is their synonym, and bandit is their profession. Being aggressive

Humanoid creatures, orcs are the greatest threat to all cities, villages and settlements in the North. These chaotic and evil combinations will occupy and destroy every village and town they can conquer, plunder without restraint, and do as they please. They are always

Smash to pieces what you can't take away so that no one else can get it. Orcs will submit to the strong and be driven by them, but they will always do whatever they want without their master noticing.

When William's throat was no longer so uncomfortable, a group of ugly orcs appeared. They were a group of orc reconnaissance teams. Twelve orcs with thick and rough hair, tattered animal skin clothing, and bulging muscles all over their bodies.

With pointed wolf ears, a flat nose that turns up to expose the nostrils, a low forehead, a protruding lower jaw and protruding long fangs that can almost touch the nose, the orcs look like humans.

A hybrid with a wild boar.

These orcs stared at the little girl greedily with lustful red eyes. They had already ignored William. Although this human was as tall as them, there was an insurmountable gap in their numbers. The little girl hid behind her brother in fear.

Looking at this group of ugly monsters, because these orcs are doing various intimidating movements to intimidate. Although they are omnivorous creatures, orcs believe that meat is above all else. They prefer the taste of blood, although not like vampires.

Bloodthirsty, but orcs still like to drink the blood of humans, dwarves or elves raw.

The orcs believe that the more fearful the victim is, the more delicious the blood will be, because "fear" will flow in the prey's blood vessels, and the blood of creatures that have been scared to death is the most delicious. These uninvited guests were negotiating while making terrifying movements

The distribution of prey, raping human women or girls, and drinking human blood is their pleasure. There is no deal in the dispute between the orcs, but strength and fists are the basis for their distribution. The three strongest monster leaders are right in front of William.

A fist-pumping battle ensued.

William gently patted the little girl's helmet. His smile made the little girl no longer afraid. Instead, she watched the three orcs' performances with great interest. However, the orcs were not obedient beings, and other orcs took advantage of it.
Chapter completed!