Things seem to be moving in a desperate direction. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Arthur didn't understand why this was the case, he thought they had escaped from the witch's castle and finally safed. But now in the rain, walking deep in a dark forest with Werther on his back, and the two women beside him exuded an air of unease and confusion, Arthur had the illusion that they hadn't really come out.

It seems that they are still within the confines of the witch's castle, still being watched and toyed with by witches with scarlet nails.

If so, it must not be forgiven. Arthur gritted his teeth, his feet stepped into the mud, and the land that had been watered by the rain for a long time was soft and mixed with the rain, becoming a state of muddy and thin mud.

The dirt even covered Arthur's ankles, and even his calves were covered in mud. But Arthur didn't care about looking at it, he didn't care that his shoes were all soaked, he didn't care about the cold toes, he looked ahead, only looked ahead, supported the weight of two people, and kept repeating the process of pulling his feet out of the mud, stepping in, pulling them out, stepping in again, and stepping in again.

Arthur was willing to endure any hardship for his companions, but he did not want this desperate process to continue, and he roared in his heart: Even if that bastard woman dressed in red appeared, it would be fine! Whatever devil could appear! Hurry up and have something appear! Now this state must change! I don't want my companions to suffer anymore!

Arthur's inner roar had not stopped, but Naine suddenly stopped advancing, raised the torch and shouted, "Arthur!"

Arthur suddenly looked up into the distance, and his footsteps stopped for a moment.

Suddenly, he saw a young girl in a red cloak riding a horse and looking at them among the scattered trees in the distance.

"Someone!" Arthur shouted.

Witt and Salina also looked in the direction Arthur was looking, but they didn't see anything.

Naine crouched down and stretched out his hands to touch the muddy ground to probe, but Arthur said, "No need to check, Nain, go quickly! Salina, follow!"

Before the two ladies, including Werther, could understand the situation, Arthur sped up and walked towards the girl he saw.

Arthur's steps were very firm, and although Salina didn't see anything, she trusted Arthur, so she quickly followed without saying anything. Naine felt something, but it was vague, she wasn't sure if it was a human, or a horned deer or a bobtail.

After less than ten minutes of fast walking, everyone heard the faint sound of horses' hooves in the continuous rain.

"There's really someone!" Werther was the first to shout.

Salina and Naine glanced at each other, pursed their lips, and nodded slightly, mentally ready for battle.

Arthur didn't know if the outcome of finding the girl was good or bad, just as he didn't know if it was good or bad to go to the witch's castle to find the witch.

Arthur only knew he wanted to.

They heard the sound of the horse's hooves getting closer and closer, so close that they all looked at the hillside not far away, a pure black horse neighed and suddenly rushed out, the girl on horseback was completely lying on the horse's back, holding the horse's neck with both hands, so as not to fall, but she looked precarious, the horse's speed was not slow, and it was downhill, the girl was already very reluctant, and her hand was about to be unable to grasp it.

As the horse rushed towards the group, Arthur stepped on the mud and quickly took a few steps, and when the horse was about to hit him, he instantly turned sideways and got out of the way, reached out and grabbed the horse's reins, and pulled hard.

The soft dirt became the advantage, and Arthur simply let his feet sink in the dirt to gain the power from the earth. He tugged on the reins with one hand and used the other to make sure Werther didn't fall off his back.

As the horse threw its head back and neighed and struggled, the girl lying on horseback saw Arthur's side face, then his face, and then saw all of him.

The horse did not hold out for long, and after a thick layer of dirt had been wrapped around Arthur's calf, the black horse quieted down, lowered his head, exhaled heavily, and shook his head slightly, and the horse's ears trembled.

"Shh......h Shrewd. Arthur thought the horse was beautiful, and he stroked the horse's head and the side of his face with one hand pulling the reins, so that the horse was completely calm.

Then, together with his companions, Arthur looked at the maiden on horseback.

To Arthur's surprise, she wasn't wearing a red cloak.

The girl slowly bent down and looked at Arthur and the others.

She was sixteen or seventeen years old at most, and it was impossible to tell whether she was tall or not, but she did not look at least thin, as evidenced by her round face and her swollen breasts.

This is a simple and lovely peasant girl who is about to mature, and everyone's first impression of her is like this.

Her face was like a round red apple, perhaps out of panic, and her round face was not white and pink, but white and red.

Her skin is pale white, delicate skin of a normal girl.

Her big eyes are as round as her face, and the big eyes are very smart.

Her mouth always seemed to be slightly open,** as full and round as her breasts, and even now that they were rained, they were as lovely and seductive red as her face.

Her forehead is high, which gives her facial features a three-dimensional look.

He was wearing a white turban, which looked like it had been used for a long time, wrinkled, but clean without a trace of stains.

Under the headscarf was blonde hair as pale as the girl's skin tone. The blonde hair that should have been over the shoulders was tied up and covered by a headscarf, with only two strands of blonde hair sticking to the sides of the girl's face.

She was dressed in plain peasant clothes, a long gray-brown skirt, and a long white apron covering her lower body, which, like a white turban, was wrinkled but clean.

The girl wore a white cloak like a turban and an apron, the cloak was long and completely covered the girl's body and part of the horse's back.

The girl looked at Arthur first, and after looking at Nayin, Salina, and Werther on Arthur's back, she looked back at Arthur, and her slightly open lips moved.

"Thank you...... I thought, I should say thank you, right? Thank you for saving me, and my horse was frightened when a wolf came out. ”

The girl was polite, but Arthur didn't reply right away. His brow furrowed slightly, staring straight at the girl's round face, which was as round as a red apple.

Arthur still didn't understand, what he had seen before?

He clearly saw the girl in the red cloak, riding on a horse and watching them. He was sure they had looked at each other.

"Did you see us before?" After hesitation, Arthur asked his doubts anyway.

"Before?" the girl was not as calm as her horse was, and her heart was still beating violently from the thrill she had just had.

And after seeing Arthur clearly, she found that her heart seemed to be unable to calm down.