My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 132 Fanny Sith
Getting closer and closer to Fujin's position, Crown's eyes were focused on his feet, trying not to make a loud noise.

Allen stood on tiptoes and followed him step by step.

Crown turned around and made a stop motion, then he walked around to the top of the hillside and activated his extraordinary vision to observe below Fujin through the gaps in the trees.

There are three wild boars, one big and two small, and the visual variation is not large.

Licking his lips unconsciously, he took out three arrows from the quiver and placed them on the bowstring.

Because of the obstruction of the trees, there was no angle to hit the fatal parts of three prey at the same time. His main target was the largest wild boar and any of the smaller ones. As for whether the other one hit the target, it was up to chance.

Wild boars dig up the ground, dig out plant tubers from the soil and eat them.

Crown's eyes were fixed on the target, looking for the angle.

Only the bodies of the two small wild boars are exposed. No, this time only the neck of the big wild boar is exposed. Wait.
Maybe there was a lot of food there and the wild boar had no intention of leaving, so Croun continued to wait patiently for the opportunity.

The big wild boar swallowed a piece of root and then moved forward. The pig's head was completely exposed to his field of vision. The other small wild boar also exposed half of its head.

Krahn did not hesitate, and after predicting the big wild boar's movement, he loosened the bowstring.Then he immediately took out another arrow and put it on the bow to shoot the third piglet that did not aim at the fatal part.

The sun shines through the trees, leaving channels of light and golden mottled spots on the trees or the ground.

The arrow flew through the gaps in the woodland to where it was going.

Among the three arrows that Croun shot for the first time, two arrows hit the head of a large wild boar and a small wild boar respectively. The body of the prey that was shot tilted and fell to the ground.

The other arrow didn't have a good angle and hit the lucky little wild boar's butt.The arrow he fired still had no good angle and hit the piggy's butt again.

The little wild boar that was attacked jumped up and ran forward with a grunt.

"Alan, please take care of the two preys you shot first." Krahn pointed in the direction, and then started running to chase the prey.

The feathers at the tail of the arrow he just shot were specially trimmed to make the feathers on both sides asymmetrical, so that the arrow would spin after being shot, and it would cause a larger wound when it hits the prey.

There is a blood groove on the arrow. Even if the beast is more tenacious now, it will fall down due to excessive blood loss before it can run too far.

He ran very fast, but his steps were very light.

"Both ends?" Allen opened his eyes wide and ran in the direction he pointed. The branches he stepped on made a crackling sound.

. . . .

Six horses ran wildly along the road, and the one running at the front was a heroic woman riding a brown horse. She had long white-blond hair and a ponytail.

Her skin was a healthy wheat color, her lips were pursed tightly, and two shallow pear dimples were exposed on her face.The companions following closely behind were also two heroic women, and three other horses followed them from a distance.

"Drive", the leading woman raised her riding whip slightly anxiously and hit the horse's butt. The brown horse was stimulated and its originally fast speed increased again.

A wild boar suddenly jumped out of the woods beside the road and was about to hit a galloping horse.

The woman pulled out a square hammer from the horse's back, swung it hard, and smashed the head of the wild boar that was about to hit the horse's belly. The wild boar's body was then knocked straight down.

She tightened the reins and raised the horse's head high.

"Be careful," the companion behind her gave a warning at this time, and at the same time reined in the Pegasus.

The three women looked at the wild boar with two arrows stuck in the spindle, looked warily into the woods, and asked: "Who is there?"

Crown emerged from the woods, raising his hands and shouting, "I'm after my prey, and I mean no harm."

"Do you know that this wild boar almost hit us?" a woman with short chestnut hair asked coldly. "Can you afford to pay for the damage to our horse?"

"I don't want to either." Crown looked at the three female knights. "Who are you? There shouldn't be anyone else here."

According to the order of the church, the residents of the villages are concentrated in the towns, and no one should be around.

The riders all wore fine leather armor with no identification marks on them.

"I also want to ask you this, there shouldn't be anyone else here," the short-haired woman snorted coldly.

"Forget it if you don't want to answer, I don't mean any harm." Seeing that the other party wouldn't let go, Crown took a step back, bowed slightly and said, "I took this prey away and frightened you all. I'm deeply sorry."

"Is an apology enough? You said it was your prey. Who killed it?"

"Then what do you want?" Crown asked with a sneer when he saw the rider still had a holster hanging on his horse's belly.

'They must not be from the church,' he thought. Several church members he had seen did not use guns, and Nick also disdained firearms.

Hey, hey, hey.
Several more horses galloped over.

"Why are you running so fast? It's great if the horse is good."

A slightly familiar voice came, and Crown glanced quickly.

"Hey, what's going on?" Hamfa happily came to the confrontation.

"This man came out of nowhere. He was chasing a wild boar, and the pig almost hit Lord Fanny," the short-haired woman said angrily.

Hamfa suppressed his laughter, coughed twice and said, "Your Excellency Fanny, are you injured?! Boy, I see that you are kind, so I'll pay for the medical expenses."

"I can't control the prey's instinct to escape. The angle in the woods is not good, so I can't shoot the fatal part," Crown explained sincerely. "Besides, this beautiful lady was not injured. I am very poor. Let’s forget about the medical expenses, don’t you think so, Father Hamfa?”

"Do you know each other?", the short-haired female knight glared at the priest.

"Oh, I remember who this person is, the warrior beside Nick! One of our own, one of our own!" "Crown, let me ask you, why are you here, where is Nick?"

Hamfa said exaggeratedly, and behind him, Savas and Marshall turned their heads to the side while suppressing laughter.

"The priest is in a nearby camp, and I will hunt some prey for him. The situation in Zak Town is not good. The residents ran out of food two days ago."

"Where is the territory? How to get there?"

The woman holding the square hammer put the weapon in her hand back on the horse, her voice was gentle and strong.

Crown glanced at Hamfa's face, who pointed at the woman who asked the question and said:
"This is Your Excellency Fanny Sith, Nick's good friend. We came from Kux in advance, and the reinforcements will not arrive until tomorrow."

The word "good friend" was emphasized very strongly. After Hamfa finished speaking, he winked at Crown in a vague way.

"Just keep walking along the road. It can be reached by horseback in half an hour at most."

"Thanks, let's go first." Fanny turned the horse's head and started on the road again.

"drive!"

The chestnut-haired woman pushed her short hair behind her ears and said word by word: "Please bring the prey we killed with you."

"As you command, Ms. Sasha," Hamfa straightened his back, looking cynical.

When Crown saw the female knights walking away, he asked in confusion: "Your Excellency Fanny Sith?!"

The title "Your Excellency" is something that ordinary people cannot afford. It is used to address important people.According to what he learned, even the heirs of great nobles would not be called Your Excellency.

The expression on the priest's face immediately became serious, and his tone was full of emotion: "Yes, Your Excellency Fanny Sith! One of the undisputed geniuses in the church, a 27-year-old third-level extraordinary priest from Rhine City Pearl Nick is making a fortune."

After the kind words, there is a sour conclusion.

"Wow," Croun exclaimed, but didn't say much, "It's getting late, pack up, let's go back quickly."

After saying that, he pulled the wild boar into the grass by the roadside, spread out a piece of oilcloth, and began to disembowel the prey.

"Really take it back? Can this thing be eaten? They live in gray fog."

"No problem. We have tested it. This beast with very slight physical mutations has many edible parts."

. . . .

Nick was checking the reply from Cookstown, and the pigeons at his feet were lazily eating chestnuts.

The letter informed him that reinforcements of carriages and other means of transport would arrive tomorrow morning, allowing him to continue along the road early tomorrow morning.

The frantic beating of horse hooves suppressed the noisy and joyous sounds of the temporary camp.

"Shut up!"

Amidst the neighing of horses, three heroic knights stopped at the edge of the camp. Many children came over and looked at them curiously.

Sasha asked gently, "Children, are you residents of Zach Town?"

"Yes, who are you?" a little girl replied with a crisp voice.

"Okay, okay, get out of the way." Nick separated the children who were watching and walked out of the camp.

Fanny dismounted, dropped the reins and walked forward.

The priest looked at the woman who often appeared in his dreams, and his mouth opened slightly.

He had endless things to say to the other person, but after they actually met, he didn't know where to start.

"Fanny, you have lost weight." A few words came out dryly in his mouth.

The woman blinked her eyes slyly and asked, "Was I fat before?"

"Of course not." Nick turned around and saw more and more residents gathering. He pointed at the woods in the distance and smiled: "Let's go out and talk."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming?"

"If I tell you in advance, I won't see how stupid you are now."

. . . .

Six people and six riders returned to the camp under the orange-red sunset light.

Crown ordered: "Alan, divide the bones and meat of a piglet, and get some fresh vegetables."

"Okay," the little demon hunter agreed happily.

"Father Hamfa, excuse me. I'm going to prepare dinner for everyone."

"Where is your chef? How come you, an extraordinary person, can cook?"

Crown laughed "haha" and said: "I can also be a chef, a very good kind. Del, you can talk to these distinguished guests."

"Sir, Lord Crown's cooking skills are worth looking forward to."

(End of this chapter)