Witch Forest Friends Club

"Well, Krapussy, hello." After tearing off the carefully constructed barrier and formally recognizing each other, Anjaye was not stingy to give this lovely child the recognition from the blood connection - clinging to her, so The little child reminded her of herself back then.

But little Krapussy is healthier and lively than the lame girl at that time, and she is a life worthy of Anjaye's cherishment now.

Chapter 83 The anonymous brave team is assembled, and the pest sweep battle is about to begin

Pests often make it easier for fungi to live in an environment, but that doesn't mean I like pests that crawl right in front of me. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

The village where the Krapusi family lives is very small, with only about 40 households.

Located within the wall of the village under the cover of the starstone crystal clusters, there are scattered mud-brick and wood-built thatched houses and several old stone buildings. The buildings surround two wells with thatched canopies, forming a chicken The settlement circle of dog acquaintance.

Anjaye looked at the shabby houses where the villagers lived, and it was indeed, as Krapusi said, a poor village lacking oil and water.However, the residents who have been tormented by the troubled times have strong and simple rural qualities. Even after the disaster, the villagers calmly deal with the aftermath and seem to be able to tenaciously deal with all attempts to destroy their lives outside the wall. threat.

If it hadn't been for the recent war, this place would have been a place where travelers could settle down with peace of mind—at least it was much better than the small fishing village in Anjaye's memory, which was located on the barren coast and surrounded by salt, wind, sea fog day and night.

Fortunately, the flames of war were extinguished by them before it spread.

The residents responded well, and there were not many casualties. A few unlucky goats who did not have time to escape were hit by arrows and fell to the ground. The owner sighed and threw them into the cart, and transported them away together with the dead who died defending their homes.

The women and children who had taken refuge in the basement and the barn also began to go out to help clean up the mess, treat the wounded, clean up the dead bodies and repair the fortifications, and release the panicked cattle and sheep from the closed barn. Herds of voracious animals ruined the grain.

An Jiaye stared at the back of the man leading the way in front of him. Although he lost an arm, his gait was steady, powerful and strong, and his image gradually overlapped with the reckless young man in his memory who had protected her in front of the urchins in the same village.

The world is unpredictable, the naughty and rude cousin also broke out from the fishing village, and wandered to this foreign land to take root.

Anjaye turned her head to the side, and turned her gaze to Krapusi who was holding her hand.

The little girl was embarrassingly and secretly introducing everything about village life to Anjaye.

What did he get?What is lost?

The villagers who met along the way and Ketailuo continued to have brief exchanges on the aftermath, and they also turned their admiring eyes to the heroes who saved the village from the crisis.

The white-haired swordsman Ryan, who helped the villagers clean up the battlefield, even aroused their cheers.

The landmarks in the village are probably the four windmills that silently watch over the lives of the residents, and Krapussy even introduced it to her aunt on twitter—saying that the history of the windmills is much older than her deceased grandfather.

Crapsey's home is in the middle of the village—a two-story building with a chimney built of gray stones and logs next to a windmill with a black pointed roof.The solid stone wall is full of mottled traces left by the years - there is a layer of thick and dense thatch on the slope of the roof tiles, which makes one can't help but imagine what it would be like to lie on it for an afternoon nap when the weather is clear What a comfort.

"Meow, Xiao An, it seems that your cousin is still the village head here." Miao Ersha whispered while rubbing her friend's face.

As Crapsey said, there is a vegetable garden in the beautiful fenced yard behind her house.The emerald-green lettuce grew vigorously, and the bright yellow fruits on the pumpkin vine were so big that Anjaye wanted to carve Jack-o-lanterns for Halloween.There are neatly chopped wood piles piled up under the corner of the eaves, and there are a few old hens pecking around in the yard, which is full of the strong flavor of rural life.

"Look, Auntie! I found the 'little lettuce' from the vegetable garden! I was shocked when I picked the lettuce the other day, and she was caught in the leaves, no bigger than my thumb!"

Little Krapussy led Anjaye, walked slowly to the fence surrounded by flower vines, leaned on the fence and pointed at the vegetable garden with an excited face-the vegetable elf grabbed her ponytail and slid onto the fence, and jumped onto the fence again. In the vegetable garden, she kept jumping happily on the lettuces and pumpkins, shedding emerald green magic light all the way, as if this was her carefully cultivated garden.

Coteiro was not surprised by the exaggerated performance of the little Krapussy, so he just pushed open the half-closed wooden door of the stone building.

"come in."

An Jiaye stepped over the creaking threshold and scanned the place where their father and daughter lived—although the house was barren, it was cleaned neatly and neatly. After all, it was a family protected by vegetable elves, and there was no stale and moldy smell , and no traces of rats and cockroaches could be seen, only a pile of dry carpentry tools and unfinished rattan containers piled up in the corner.

"The family is very poor, and there is nothing to entertain you." Cotelo picked up the tongs and fiddled with the stove dug out from the floor of the hall. "However, the robbers killed several sheep, which happened to be enough to eat."

"Crapsey, go boil some water. We'll have mutton soup tonight."

After her daughter happily picked up the bucket and went out, Coteiro looked at the crippled witch waiting with her staff—suddenly scratched her head in shame, and found that there was no place for the long-lost relatives to sit down.

"Sorry, someone came to my house to make trouble a while ago, all the tables and chairs were broken, I haven't had time to redo it yet."

"It's okay." Anjaye raised her staff upside down and pointed it at the ground, and summoned two mushroom chairs. She waited for the velvety soft red mushroom caps to grow completely, then raised her cloak and sat down, and motioned for her cousin to sit opposite.

After sitting down unaccustomed to touching the soft and fluffy mushroom cap, Cotelo smiled slightly awkwardly, "Spellcasters just like to play some magical tricks."

Once he got home, he seemed to be in trouble, how to try his best to greet his sister who had been away for many years, and finally started with a thank you word.

"Thanks for coming. There are very few men in the village, and most of them were dragged to fight for Uncle Leng. I met this gang of robbers today. To be honest, I was ready to die in battle."

"Kotailuo, what's the matter with your arm." An Jiaye didn't wait for the man to finish talking, but just looked at his mutilated arm, and asked plainly as usual.

"I lost it when I was a mercenary." Coteiro didn't even care about his empty right shoulder, but continued to use the tongs to fiddle with the charcoal that was about to go out, and added some kindling sticks and a few pieces of firewood into it.

"What about Uncle and the others?" Even though An Jiaye realized that some of the cruel past had become old scars in the man's heart, he still could only uncover these wounds that he didn't know whether healed.

"Killed by pirates." Cotelo raised his single arm and pressed his lowered head, "It was a pirate fleet that was besieged by several northern city-states. At that time, my father and I had a quarrel and wanted to go out and meet In the world, I ran away from home with a harpoon in hand, and not long after I left, I found that pirates attacked the village. Fortunately, I met the 'Funeral Bell' mercenary group that participated in the siege, and was rescued in the end."

Anjaye put Melsa in his arms, as if he wanted to draw heat from his friend's warm fur, to expel the chill that penetrated into people's hearts in the foggy age.

The only relative's family that had taken her in had also been wiped out.Like her once, her cousin became a helpless orphan, the difference is that she found a home in the academy, and her cousin had to carry his life on his own shoulders.

"Then I was alone and had no place to go, so I joined Funeral Bell, working as a handyman and cook until I could take up a sword."

Ketailuo seemed to be tired of the gray memories, he glanced at Anjaye and said, "You have become a real witch now, have you been living well these years?"

"I'm fine." Anjaye looked at the still smoldering fire, "The teachers in the academy taught me true strength."

She held up Melsa's little paw and kneaded the soft meat ball: "I was in a tavern in the city today, and I met little Crapsey."

"You told her about me." An Jiaye sighed, "She is very smart, she guessed who I am, please come and negotiate with me."

"She didn't cause you any trouble, did she?" Ketailuo looked at Anjaye's staff covered with colorful mushrooms, suddenly lost his mind.

"Crapsey really wants to become a witch." Anjaye tested his cousin's intentions in a very sure tone.

"She just hates mediocrity." Cotelo shook his head, flicking the ashes in the hearth absently, "My daughter is very smart, and she knows what kind of life she will usher in when she grows up like this—the smarter she is, the more The harder it is to bear all this, like her dead mother, she is unwilling to be an ordinary village girl, but is it so easy to be a witch?"

"What if I say she is really talented?" Anjaye raised his staff and directly lit a bright fire.

"Ann, are you serious?" Cotelo weighed the unused tongs in his hand, with an embarrassed smile on his face, "Look at what I look like now?"

"I originally thought that I could be regarded as someone who could win a place on the battlefield with the sword and fighting spirit in my hand, but although our mercenary group is a bit famous, it is all in exchange for heavy casualties, big sister—— That is the deputy head, Shiya, who led us to survive. Until nine years ago, I lost an arm and came to this village where refugees gathered. The rest of the brothers are changing careers in Shuangchenggang, and everyone happens to have someone to take care of them."

"When I was discharged from the army, I married a widow here, the daughter of the village chief. Later we gave birth to Krapussy, and her mother was always weak after dystocia. One year, there was too much smog and famine. died."

"Do you understand? It's hard to raise Krapussy and live a stable life. I don't want my daughter to have too many unrealistic pursuits, which will only mean a dangerous and turbulent life."

"She can have the power to protect herself." Anjaye looked at the girl who was pulling water from the well outside the door. "Maybe you just don't want to leave the only sustenance for survival."

"Crapsy, she has never experienced the cruelty of the outside world. Even if she has power, she will probably be engulfed by a more terrifying fog."

"It's good to live in Cold Lake Territory." Cotelo watched the growing flames, and sighed, "It's good here, with the protection of the knights, it's much safer than other places in the mist."

"Besides, losing an arm is not all a bad thing. At least I won't be drafted by the Cold Lake frontier uncle. Krapussy can live a life with my father's company, and with the care of my eldest sister, I can live to see her grow up. Even if there is any danger, I can hold my sword to defend her, everyone in this village is like this."

"But you can't protect her for the rest of your life." Anjaye pointed out the man's self-deception pain point coldly, "And there has been turmoil in Lenghu Territory, and a talented child like Krapussy has been targeted, so I came to see you .”

The man fell into an awkward silence.

"Let's not talk about this."

The girl knew that it would be difficult to convince him for a while, so she asked another matter.

"Can you judge, what is the purpose of these bandits besieging the village?"

"It's probably called by the 'gang' in the city." Ketailuo's speculation confirmed Anjaye's thoughts.

"In addition to buying women and children, those people want our village to stop growing crops, and force us to secretly grow a kind of potion raw material called 'Prayer Grass'. They will pay for it. Hehe, they just want to Secretly turning us into serfs."

"This should be an addictive psychotropic drug." An Jiaye frowned slightly, realizing that the situation was more serious.

Koteiro nodded and continued to provide information.

"Yes, according to the eldest sister - now under the Shuangcheng Port, there is a kind of strengthening drug called 'Apocalypse' that is popular, and many gang thugs and mercenaries like to use it. It is said that the source of the drug comes from a certain force in recent years. The rapidly expanding gang "Apocalypse"—compared with ordinary strengthening potions, users can hear revelations from dreams and exert power far beyond the original. They used this to gather a large number of thugs, their strength greatly increased, and they annexed There are several rival sites, and they gradually tend to dominate the underground world of Shuangcheng Port."

"In other words, your village is also being targeted by the 'Apocalypse'." An Jiaye calmly integrated the clues in his mind, and asked his cousin, "What are you going to do?"

"Obviously without crops and mills, it is difficult for people to make a living." Cotelo squeezed out a disdainful sneer, "But these scumbags always want to take the last bit of living space from us to satisfy their despicable greed. "

He took out a blood-stained money bag from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

"With this thing that smells like copper, no matter how poor I am, I will never betray my daughter and the villagers. I beat them back that day and left without taking the money bag. I'm afraid I won't let it go."

Anjaye stopped grooming Elsa, but raised her staff horizontally, and said seriously to her cousin: "Since you understand the situation between yourself and Krapussy, I am the only one who can help you now."

"Auntie!" Crapsey came in with a bucket, "Ms. Gloria has something to ask for you."

"Xiao An, the results of the interrogation are out." Gloria broke into the door with her head down, holding a bloody dagger in her hand, "The leader is called 'Bristle' Buck, a wicked knight who is in debt and bankrupt. Instigated by a smuggling gang, they came to kidnap people as slaves. This group of bandits was originally hyenas raised by the gang to eradicate enemies and do dirty work. The linker is called "Pyne the Dreamer" and is a dark wizard, including the Dinoclaw Including the pig-headed beast soldiers, they were all provided by that gang. As for more inside information, the bandits don't know."

"Let's take the leader away." An Jiaye leaned on his staff, stood up simply, and said to Ketailuo, "Let's leave the other prisoners to you."

"There is no ration in the village to feed these beasts. If you exchange it for bounty, it will also expose your situation." Koteiro also got up and picked up a wooden saw and chisel and said, "I will deal with them and notify the eldest sister tomorrow. deal with."

"Do those bandits have a base?" Anjaye continued to ask his companion.

"It's right by the lake." Gloria pinched the bloodletting dagger with her fingers and threw out the gleaming blade. She sneered, "The bandit leader said that the smuggling gang provided them with a place to stay. He dare not lie."

Koteiro interjected.

"There is an abandoned mine in the Weeping Mountain on the west bank of the lake. The place where they are entrenched should be there."

Anjaye looked at Krapussy's terrified eyes, and decided in his heart to do what the old wolf said.

"Goria, let the bandit leader lead the way, and we'll kill the weeds."

"Aren't you going to eat dinner?" Krapussy asked mutteringly, "I want my aunt to taste the mutton soup I cooked."

"Thank you." An Jiaye gently stroked the girl's ponytail, "My aunt will come to see you tomorrow after finishing her work."

"The mine is deserted because of a heavy fog, you have to be careful." Cotelo warned, "I don't know what the hell is in there."

"I will find a way to investigate." An Jiaye put on his hood again, "Besides, don't disclose my identity. Right now, I am just a wandering witch."

Under Krapussy's disappointed gaze, after bidding farewell to the Ketailong family, Anjaye came to the entrance of the village.The girl stared at a strong Dreadclaw beast caught by the villagers, and chanted an obscure witchcraft, accompanied by the black air released from the staff, pouring into the mouth and nose of the beast, and quickly tamed the frenzied beast. mount.

Gloria had already brought out the bandit leader and goblin who were gagged with mushroom balls and had a bruised nose and face.

"It seems that you are quite fast in researching our witch spells, even the Dreadclaw can be tamed."

"This is a fascination spell specialized for beasts, just like manipulating a puppet." Anjaye explained helplessly, "I still prefer psychic spells, but after all, I don't like animals, so it's more efficient to do so."

Seeing Goliath tie the two captives to the back of the Dreadclaw with hemp rope, Anjaye calmly turned his head and asked the white-haired boy who was standing behind him.

"We're about to go, so—Mr Lane, what are you going to do?"

"Are you going to the robber's lair to find trouble? This village has given me a full meal, at least let me help to the end." Like the albino, the young man with a sickly pale appearance replied firmly, "My swordsmanship , should come in handy."

Anjaye silently watched the suspicious swordsman who met by chance.

Intuition told her that this boy was very dangerous.

She believed that Gloria must have felt it too.

For the first time since the reunion, she found a savage with beast instincts, showing cautious guard against someone.

Why would a young man bring her an unfathomable sense of oppression?

What kind of real identity does he have?

The self-proclaimed trainee brave is just a commonplace—after all, after Wenlan defeats the disaster beast every year, a large number of so-called "braves" are born, and it won't take long for them to be submerged in the billowing smoke and dust raised by the mist.

But the white-haired swordsman with impeccable every move in front of him is obviously not on the same level as some adventurers who are trying to gain fame - he is a truly skilled and daring ruthless character, if you meet someone like him in the martial arts tournament , that would be bad, we have to think about how to get along with him.

Anjaye stared at the pair of pale gold pupils who seemed indifferent to anything - could not see any joy or anger.

Did this guy named Ryan crawl out of hell too?

Chapter 84 Let me go through the maze?Excuse me, Miss Ann will drive the vermin out of the nest

Mushrooms and mice are really a perfect match, and they both reproduce silently in dark corners. Maybe I should consider forming a standing army of mice. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

The mushroom staff held by the girl kept rising and falling, leaving deep marks in the humus layer covered with rotten leaves and mud, supporting her through the misty and gloomy forest, and bypassing the unburied corpses on the ground .

A nest of mice poked their heads out of the holes in the broken bones, only to be startled by the gigantic monsters that invaded their home.

An unlucky little mouse that didn't have time to escape was hit by the black light of the witch curse shot from Anjaye's staff. After a short roll and struggle, it obediently lay down on the spot, raised its pointed-nosed mouse head, and stopped with the lame foot The witch—the pair of black eyes that were overflowing with a strange red light met their gaze.

An Jiaye, who was looking forward to building a "bridge of synaesthesia" with the mouse, suddenly wanted to laugh.

It turns out that in the cognition and senses of the mice, the "monsters" they suddenly appeared are more terrifying than any beasts they have encountered before, except for Elsa, the big cat as a natural enemy, who exudes an abyss-like aura. The dark breath—as well as Goliath, who was entangled in red evil spirit, and Ryan, who was surrounded by pale flames, from the mouse's point of view—are covered with indescribably terrifying monster silhouettes.

——Although these three guys are placed among humans, they are indeed first-class monsters.

"Everyone, please keep your momentum and pay attention to the movement." An Jiaye turned his head and reminded, "We are about to enter the enemy's territory, and be careful not to be discovered by detection witchcraft and familiars."

The sky is getting darker, the north wind blowing from the lake, and the humid breath from the south of the peninsula meet at a narrow line of mountains along the lake, but they can't blow away the dense fog that entangles here—a mountain of dilapidated ruins stands in the fog The silhouette, like a ghost wandering and weeping, mixed with the whistling and whistling wind, is creepy, and it is really not a good place to go when night falls.

However, more than ten years ago, this place was still a lively human settlement.

On the hill named "Weeping Mountain" because the sound of the wind and waves is like crying, high-quality copper mines were unearthed in the past, and people built towns around the copper mines. In the history of Lenghu leading to prosperity, it has recorded a stroke worth remembering.

However, the rise and fall of mortal cities and towns is often just something that can be easily determined by a fog disaster or a war.

Things have changed, and outside the mine area that has been covered with cobwebs and weeds, there are also ruins of the same deserted town—collapsed and dilapidated houses and facilities everywhere.