Under the gaze of everyone, Roy walked quickly into the jungle.
"He is..." A mercenary looked around and asked, "Is he going hunting?"
Everyone looked at each other.
Alder opened his mouth to call Roy back, but ended up making no sound.
Only the mercenaries knew that there used to be an elf hunter in the Liangguang team. Trek cooperated with him and learned a lot. Among the hunters, he was considered outstanding.
Although everyone agrees on Leo's archery skills and strength, hunting is a technical job.
Even in ordinary times, many old hunters have to rely on hounds or observing the droppings and footprints of wild animals to gain something in the mountains for several days. What's more, with the shortage of food, more and more mercenaries are coming.
Hunters and even ordinary people joined the hunting team.
Generally, all the wild beasts in the mountains and forests around the town have been hunted down. Besides, dinner is about to begin, and even Trek returns without success. Leo goes hunting. Isn't this a waste of effort?
However, Leo saved everyone's lives after all. There are some words that are not easy to say.
Could it be that even if you can't tell others to stop and say Trek, you can't do it either?
"How about..." Looking back at his subordinates, Alder said awkwardly, "How about we wait?"
The mercenaries, whose stomachs were already growling with hunger, looked at each other and nodded with a wry smile.
Since Alder invited others and Leo asked everyone to wait for him, why would he have the nerve to start the meal by himself? But everyone hoped in their hearts that Mr. Leo would not take it too seriously. If he couldn't find the prey, he wouldn't
If you are willing to wander around the mountains for a few hours to pray, it will be miserable.
"Trick," Alder said to Trek, "don't mind, Mr. Leo..."
"How is that possible?" Trek shook his head and said with a smile, "Could it be that if I can't find the prey, others must not be able to find it? If it were someone else, I might still be qualified to say this, but Mr. Leo..."
He recalled the nine arrow rainbows and said with fascination, "Not only did he save our lives, but his archery skills are really superb. If I am snickering at someone who is half as capable, I have no right to point fingers."
With that said, Trek turned to Alder and said, "But speaking of it, captain, don't you think Mr. Leo feels very familiar and cordial to others?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Alder's eyes: "Do you feel this way too?"
At this time, Xia La on the side came over and said, "Not only Trek feels this way, but I also feel this way." She said with a wry smile and said, "I know why."
Seeing Alder and Trek's eyes focused on her, Shara sighed softly, took Alder's arm and said, "Don't you think Leo looks a lot like Roy?"
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
After being pronounced a heretic by the angel of heaven, this name has become a taboo in the mouths of everyone who knows Roy.
The images extracted from the long river of history by Diana, the Archangel of Punishment, have been spread throughout the continent through the shrines of the Holy See in various places.
But for Alder and others, the only thing that exists in their memory is the young man who stood on the carriage with a long bow and shot arrow after arrow, crushing the bandits unable to lift their heads. Not only did he defeat
He defeated the Black Skeleton Bandits and saved Trek's life.
Looking back now, Leo's archery posture does look a bit like Roy.
However, the two are not only different in appearance, but also in other aspects. Roy is not only an excellent archer, but also a magician. Leo, on the other hand, has a five-star level of impartiality. Counting the time, Roy
No matter what, it is impossible for Yi to improve so quickly.
In the silence, suddenly a voice came from below.
"Is this the Roy you are talking about?"
The three of them lowered their heads, only to find that at some point, the dwarf Tie Xiaomai with a round face had walked up to them, holding a portrait in his hand and looking at them curiously.
The three of them looked at the portrait and couldn't help but look at each other. The person in the portrait was none other than Roy. Moreover, this portrait was obviously a heresy announcement from the church.
"Um..." Xia La knelt down and asked curiously, "Did you tear it from the church bulletin board?"
"Yeah." Tie Xiaochui nodded.
"Why?" Shara asked. You must know that the church's heresy announcement is not something that can be torn off at will. If you are caught, you will be sent to the inquisition. If it is serious, you may be beaten as an accomplice of heresy.
Especially pagans like dwarves who do not believe in the Holy Emperor. If it were not for the Hundred Years War between Humans and Demons, both sides were allies, I am afraid that the Holy See would have turned its butcher knife on the dwarves. Over the years, major races have gradually withdrawn from human society, and finally
The important reason is the Holy See.
Therefore, Shara wanted to know why this young dwarf warrior took the risk to tear off Roy's portrait.
"He is my friend." The dwarf obviously didn't care much about human taboos, and his personality was much more straightforward. Tie Xiaochui said without hesitation.
"Friend?" Xia La and others looked at each other, a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.
You must know that dwarves are stubborn and incompatible with humans in terms of beliefs and traditions. To some extent, dwarves are even somewhat hostile and distrustful of humans. Therefore, it is a difficult task for a dwarf to be willing to admit him as a friend.
Very difficult thing.
There are very few such people. There are even people who have been dealing with dwarves all their lives but have not been able to become their friends.
"It was a long time ago," Tie Xiaochui stretched out his hand to compare with his head and said, "At that time, this guy was not much taller than me. Now he has grown taller, but his appearance has not changed much."
As he spoke, he drooped his eyelids and said sadly: "I didn't expect to see this when I came out this time. Is he dead?"
Xia La turned her head to look and saw several other dwarves looking at her quietly. The worry and sadness in their eyes were exactly the same as Tie Xiaochui's.
She opened her mouth, but she just sighed.
As soon as they heard Shaila's sigh, the dwarves understood everything, and their eyes suddenly turned red.
The atmosphere seemed a little depressing for a while.
After a while, Alder turned his head, only to find that Leo had come back at some unknown time. He was standing quietly not far away from him. He was holding a fifty or sixty-year-old man in his hand.
The heavy arrow-patterned wild boar looks at this side with a strange look.
"So fast..."
Following Alder's gaze, everyone also spotted Leo, and everyone was stunned.
No one expected that Leo actually hunted an arrow-patterned wild boar, and counting the time, it probably only took a few minutes from the time he left to the time he came back.
Seeing everyone looking over, Roy laughed and greeted everyone: "Come. Let's roast a whole pig tonight!"
It's late at night.
The bonfire was burning loudly. The firewood exploded from time to time, emitting a few sparks.
The river at the foot of the hillside was flowing, making a gurgling sound. The figures of several soldiers on guard were half-dark in the wilderness under the moonlight, like static sculptures.
Roy was lying on the grass, resting his head on his hands, looking at the stars in the sky, thinking a lot.
In the tent next to them, the dwarves and mercenaries were already asleep, and from time to time, figures turning over could be heard. The snores of the guys from Tie Xiaoshan came and went.
For others, it has only been less than two months since Roy suffered divine punishment. However, for Roy himself, it has been nearly half a year since he left the place of salvation.
This is a lonely and difficult day. In addition to practicing every day, it is just practicing.
The driving force that supports all of this is the people I know and are familiar with and this land that is so quiet and peaceful at the moment.
Listening to Tie Xiaohuo's series of beeps as he snored and exhaled, Roy couldn't help but smile.
He himself did not expect that when he came back this time, he would meet all acquaintances.
Whether it was the dwarf friends who made mischief and got into trouble together when they were young, or the mercenaries of the Fire Squad and Lulian warriors such as Todd who fought side by side, they all occupied a place in their past lives. They were either close to each other, or shared joys and sorrows, life and death.
And now, they are gathered together by such a coincidence.
Roy felt that this seemed to be God's will. Just like in Borabel before, just like in Medina. In Munich, on every road he walked, the footprints of his life left behind,
Connect these smiling faces together to form your own life.
At the same time, it is also your most precious wealth.
Thinking back to the conversation he heard between Xia La, Tie Xiaochui and others when he came back from hunting just now, Roy felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.
When I see my friends feeling sorry for me, I can only stand by and watch helplessly in another identity.
At that time, Roy wanted to regain his true appearance and tell them that he was not dead and was here.
However, he held back.
Because he knows that the consequence of his impulsiveness may be to bring disaster to these friends who care about him.
The powerlessness I felt at that moment of punishment is still suppressing me like a nightmare. Before I have enough strength to fight against my opponent, the only thing I can do is to silently protect what I want to protect and move forward silently.
Walk and never stop for a moment.
Roy stood up.
The prison armor on his body was pressing down on him like a mountain.
However, this sense of oppression made him feel extremely fulfilled and at ease.
Because he knows that he is growing every moment. When the confinement armor is lifted, he will become far more powerful than he is now.
Roy turned around and got into the tent, holding the verdict in his hands.
A moment later, an absolute darkness swallowed up his figure silently.
Passing through the space passage of the judgment, Roy stepped into the desperate situation in the night. He kicked his feet, like a cheetah, over a huge rock and flew down the mountain. With a clear whistle, the jungle on the top of the mountain
In the middle, a little green phosphorus fire lit up.
Skeleton soldiers came out of the darkness one by one, gathered together, and rushed towards Roy.
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.The rhythm is not quite right. It seems like I have to write two or three chapters a day. But the speed is too slow. It gives me a headache.