In midsummer, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse and the mountain breeze is cool.

There was a rush of footsteps in the dense forest, and there was also a dense sound of branches breaking.

There was a reckless guy rushing around in the mountains and forests.

With a 'smash', a black shadow as big as a calf rushed out of the dense bushes.

The black shadow lay on the ground with his limbs, his eyes flashing with a faint light like ghost fire, and he was breathing heavily in his mouth.

After resting for a while, it slowly stood up with its hind legs and looked at the town where scattered lights were flashing under the hillside.

Its eyes were surfing in the darkness and soon selected a target, a small wooden house located at the very edge of the town.

Within dozens of meters around the wooden house, there was no one in a family.

A few rays of dim lights emerged from the gap in the window of the wooden house, which shows that the house has the delicious food it needs!

The black shadow swallowed, lay on the ground again, running down the hillside with his hands and feet. Although his movements seemed a little clumsy, his speed was extremely fast.

Its steps were lighter after reaching a hundred meters away from the cabin.

It is very clear that this town seems peaceful and peaceful, but it is actually very dangerous. Many of its companions die here, and even their bodies cannot be found.

This time, if he hadn't been so hungry, he wouldn't have come here to find food at the risk of his life.

It walked carefully, but when it reached the thorny fence of the wooden house, it accidentally broke a thin branch under its feet.

With a 'click', the sound was very light, but it was still noticed by the dog in the yard. When the dog heard the movement, it immediately barked wildly.

A dog barked, and soon the whole town responded, and the momentum was very terrifying.

The black shadow shivered violently, shrank, closed his eyes, and lay on the ground motionless.

It is not afraid of the owner of this wooden house, but is afraid that these movements will alarm the people in the town, so it will be truly dangerous.

The dog was barking, and the people in the wooden hut heard the movement, opened the wooden door and walked out, looked around in the yard, and seemed to find nothing unusual.

He said a few words to the dog, calming its barking.

From the sound, we can hear that the prey seems very young, and the black shadow is a little happy. Just be young, and young means lack of experience, easy to deal with, and the taste is purer and more delicious.

After a while, the sound of the wooden house opening and closing came from the yard again. Through the fence, the black shadow could not see the specific situation in the yard. It estimated that this should be the young man entering the wooden house again.

The dogs in the town gradually stopped barking, and the night calmed down again.

The black shadow breathed a sigh of relief, stood up slowly, and began to circle around the thorny fence, hoping to find an entrance.

Fortunately, it found that a place on the thorny fence had broken, revealing a gap.

Although the gap is small, if it shrinks, it can barely get through it.

Its simple mind thinks it is an excellent opportunity to enter the courtyard quietly.

Since that's the case, then do it.

The black shadow bent down, carefully avoiding the thorns beside the gap, and slowly drilled into the gap in the fence.

Although there was delicious flesh and blood ahead, it calmed down and was very careful and made no sound.

It has always believed that the smartest member of its clan is not comparable to those of its clans.

The reason why the fellow tribes who came here before were killed was because they were so stupid.

After a while, its body penetrated halfway and made another step forward from success, but there was still no movement in the courtyard.

It felt a little proud, look, tonight, it had a big meal to enjoy, and when it returned to the forest, it could brag for a while.

Just as he was proudly at the moment, the originally loose gap suddenly tightened, and a large number of spikes wrapped around its body, making it unable to move forward and backward for a moment.

The black shadow immediately knew that he was trapped, and roared in anger, retreating with all his might, even regardless of the blood that had been cut by the thorns.

But, it's too late.

In the courtyard, a figure stood up. He held an axe in his hand and stepped over with an arrow. He raised the axe and slashed it hard on his head.

The axe was extremely fast and accurate. It ignored the shaking of the black shadow's head, as if it had eyes, hitting the black shadow's eyebrows!

The sharp axe blade carried huge power and easily broke through the hard skull and slashed deeply in.

The black shadow stopped struggling suddenly, and the faint light in his eyes slowly faded away, and he let out his last breath.

With the bright moonlight, we can see that this is a young man with a handsome appearance, extremely bright eyes, and a strong body.

The boy approached under the fence, squatted down, and looked at the shadow carefully.

The black shadow's eyes were very big, accounting for almost half of the face. The mouth was full of fangs and sharp teeth, but there was only one hole in the nose, which was extremely ugly.

Although its head was almost cut in half, it still had vitality. From time to time, a pair of dark eyes would blink, making it look very strange.

This is a mountain monster, a small monster living in the dark forest. It likes to devour flesh and blood, is timid and suspicious, bully the weak and fear the strong.

But monsters are monsters after all, and they are much more powerful than ordinary people, especially the dark aura contained in their bodies. Once ordinary people are infected, they will go crazy in less than half an hour and fall into human-shaped monsters.

The boy pulled the rope around the gap in the fence, loosened the thorn bushes, and then took the axe in his hand, skillfully chopping off the mountain monster's head.

As soon as he lost his head, the mountain monster's body immediately began to shrink and melt at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a pool of black juice and penetrated into the soil.

This is the special thing about monsters. Most of them have a dark core. Once they lose their core, their bodies will collapse at an extremely fast speed.

For example, this mountain monster has its core in its head.

The core recovery power in the head is extremely strong. If you put the head directly on the ground, it will run away after a day or two.

If you want to eliminate this core, you will be given the fire to the priest in the town to purify it. The latter can be exchanged for money. Such a head is worth two silver coins, which is very good.

The boy carefully avoided its mouth, lifted his head covered with black juice, wrapped it in a rag, and threw it on the pile of firewood in the courtyard.

Tomorrow I will send firewood to the church, and I will take my head over to hand it over to the priest.

After doing all this, the boy washed his hands in the sink in the yard and entered the wooden house.

The decorations in the wooden house are very simple, with a wooden bed and a thin quilt on the bed; a wooden table, a shabby candlestick is placed on Table Mountain, and a thick parchment book is also placed.

On the wooden wall was a rough short bow and a pot of wooden arrows cut by the boy himself.

The parchment books on the table are very old and dirty, with spots of stains, many places with holes that are worm-eaten, and many missing pages.

For a slightly rich family, this book is discarded, but for a young man, it is a treasure.

There are two awkward words written on the cover of the book, which is the name of the boy: German.

Dewen, the son of the woodcutter. When he was eight years old, he followed the old woodcutter into the mountain to chop wood, and a dark werewolf rushed out of the forest.

The old woodcutter had no time to send him to the tree, but he was torn to pieces by the werewolf and eaten all of them.

Xiao Dewen, who was watching this scene, fainted and stayed in the tree for a long time before she woke up.

In the eyes of the people in the town, he was just an abandoned baby picked up by the old woodcutter from the dark forest. It was no longer ordinary. Maybe it was abandoned by some cruel parents in the town.

But he himself knew very clearly that his soul came from a world with prosperous technology.

When he came, the body was just eight years old and was lying on a tree, under which were fragments of the old woodcutter's clothes.

Now he is eighteen years old and has been in this world for ten years. His son inherits his father's business and still makes a living by chopping wood.

The boy sat back at the table, carefully opened the pages, and began to read carefully again.

Writing is the privilege of this backward upper class person. If he wants to get rid of his current low status, he must read.

There are not many people in the town who recognize words. In order to achieve this goal, he went to find the noble clerk of the town.

For this reason, most of the money he earned over the years was squeezed out by that greedy guy.

But all this is worth it. By now, he has basically recognized all the words, and there is no big obstacle to reading books.

The parchment records the historical story of the mainland, and the content is very simple and tells the story of major events that have happened on the mainland.

The book describes a magical world.

In this world, dark creatures emerge one after another, with powerful heroes who can even destroy cities alone, defend the weak and have terrifying elements of combat skills.

Many heroes are so powerful that they are incredibly powerful.

The book records that in the 758th year of the Divine Calendar, the dark demon dragon Ethandre invaded the city of Diloka, and the sword saint Carren came to support him. After a desperate battle, he slashed the dragon skull with one sword.

This great dragon-slaying trace happened more than a hundred years ago. At that time, hundreds of thousands of people in Tiga City saw this scene and could not be faked.

This is just one example. There are many similar records in the book. The German language was so excited that I couldn't help but sigh.

Running thousands of miles, slaying dragons and destroying demons, this is what a real man should do.

Until the candle head on the candlestick was about to burn out and the candlelight began to dim, the boy closed the pages without feeling satisfied, blew out the candlelight, climbed onto the wooden bed, pulled the thin quilt to his body, and lay quietly.

After lying for a while, the boy's hands habitually groped along the bed board, and soon pulled out a half-drum purse in the crack of the bed. In the darkness, he began to count the coins inside carefully.

‘One, two, three…97.’

Ninety-seven silver coins!

This money is the worst food and the worst clothing he has saved in recent years.

There were three left, just one gold coin, the firewood in the yard, and the head of the mountain monster, should be enough to raise the money.

He inquired about it. Baron Heimer, the lord of the city of Rumba outside the town, opened a samurai training camp. Regardless of the high and low, as long as one gold coin is delivered, he can enter the camp for regular samurai training.
To be continued...