Chapter 73: A Difficult Puzzle

After Werther fell to the ground, Arthur grabbed Werther by the collar and lowered his own body while pulling the man closer. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Faced with this sudden situation, everyone was surprised, and Witt was even more dazed.

"Vitgo, you know how much I like roast wild boar, you know. I also know how kind you are and how much you value all living things. But I'm different. If one day, there is only one wild boar left in the world, and it can still reproduce, and that wild boar is in danger with you, I will save you. I don't care if it's precious or not, docile or not, I don't care about the ban of the Hunters Association, even if it's a species that sacrifices 100,000,000 million people to save, if it attacks you or my people, I'll kill it, Vitgo, we have to agree on this! ā€

Witt didn't speak, he seemed to need some time to absorb what Arthur said, and his expression was momentarily glazed.

Letting go of his collar, Arthur stood up, pulled out the sword still buried deep in the ape's body, brought out a large stream of blood and a little bit of flesh, and then took a step forward and looked at the snow apes that surrounded them quietly.

Arthur's eyes changed, perhaps because of the blood splattered on his face, and he looked different.

"Listen to me, you white-haired guys! I don't care why you're attacking us, I don't care, what I'm sure of now is, you come one, I'll cut one! If it's not a slash, I'll hack you to death! ā€

Salina looked at Arthur, she was sure that what the boy said was true, that he would do that.

After a period of silence, the snow apes retreated at the same time, as if they had a soul in their hearts, and soon they all disappeared.

Snow apes are precious creatures that are forbidden to be hunted by the Hunters' Association, so no one knows what snow ape meat tastes like.

Arthur excitedly put the snow ape meat on the campfire to roast, after Nain seasoned it with spices, after a while the aroma of the roast meat came out, and later everyone learned that the snow ape meat was delicious, soft and juicy, and it was definitely the best of the meat.

Arthur eats vigorously, and in his opinion, since he has been hacked to death, he will not eat in vain.

Werther ate a little weakly at first, of course, his method of cutting the corpse of the snow ape was still fast and accurate, and he handled the division of prey, and Werther was even better than a professional butcher.

Naine doesn't need to eat, but she eats something savorative every time, trying to fit in with everyone and minimizing the heterogeneous parts of herself. For snow ape meat, she treated it as if it were meat.

Salina, like Arthur, eats deliciously.

After eating, Arthur and Nayin went to fetch water, and Witt continued to deal with the remaining snow ape meat and furs, and Salina couldn't help, so she sat by the campfire and watched Witt work.

After a period of silence, Witt suddenly spoke: "Say whatever you want." ā€

Witt didn't look up when he said this.

Smiling silently, Salina tilted her head against her cheeks, "Is it obvious?" I always thought I was good at hiding my emotions, and it seems that the truth is the opposite of what I thought. ā€

"You could think of it as me."

"Hah...... This, I believe, is the merit of Werther. ā€

"Say whatever you want directly, you don't need to worry about anything."

"Hmmm......"

After a pause of a few seconds without hearing a sound, out of the etiquette of a man, Witt chose to take the initiative: "It's about Arthur, right?" ā€

After another few seconds of pause, Salina's voice lowered, "Is it obvious again?" ā€

"Observation is my strength."

"Ha ......"

"It's not always observant, though."

"It's not that simple."

"yes, I thought I knew Arthur, grew up with him, and mingled every day. But not only after the journey began, but there were also times when I felt that I didn't know him at all, that he was a stranger. ā€

"Hmmm......"

"So, I know how you feel."

After hesitating, Salina said, "I didn't understand it all along, it's just a ...... It's just a little ghost, why can't I refuse. ā€

Witt smiled helplessly: "Yes, that's his charm, and it's what makes me feel strange." ā€

"At that time...... He said those words, and you just took them. ā€

"yes, I can't argue with that."

He was right. Let me choose, and I will make the same choice. ā€

"So isn't it normal, mine can't refute it."

"Maybe, but I just feel that something is wrong."

Witt put down his work, but he didn't look at Salina.

"When I first met Arthur, I found that when I taught him anything, he was one step slower than other children to understand and accept. At first I thought it was because he was slow to react or because he was isolated from his mother, but then I found out that this was not the case. ā€

"Oh?"

"Arthur had a theory of his own, like a filtered system. The system is very simple, simple to brutal. He divides all things in the world, all things, all people, into his and what is not. All his thinking and judgment revolve around this classification. Secular views, ethics and morality, are no match for him in this category. ā€

"He did mention his people at the time."

"I, Nayin, are his in Arthur's eyes, including you, Salina, and before you agree to start looking for the dragon with us, no, it should have been earlier, when Arthur was interested in you and wanted to get closer to you, perhaps, he would have attributed you to his."

"Heh, that's a rough classification."

"Sometimes I get scared."

"Scared?"

"I'm scared to say to someone who has just joined the team, and it's a woman."

"Hey, I'm much bigger than you, and besides, being a listener isn't a woman's forte."

"Hah...... Well, that's kind of a consolation. ā€

"So let's talk about it."

Witt looked at Salina.

"Arthur is obviously just a child, but when he wants to do something, he must do it, and he must get what he wants. What he asks for is often fulfilled in the end. Sometimes he shows abilities that aren't of his age, and I don't know if that has something to do with the fact that he's a contractor, I found out the day before the trip started. ā€

Salina said, "Actually, contractors without spirit shadows are just ordinary people. ā€

Werther sighed: "Oh, then my fear is justified. I always thought that I was used to him, pampering him and protecting him like a brother, but the truth is that he has the ability that I can't refuse, and from now I know it, he has always been protecting me. ā€

Salina was stunned: "Sounds like a puzzle piece that is difficult to solve." ā€

"I'm starting to notice that he's hiding it from me."

"He doesn't look like someone who would do such a thing."

Witt smiled wryly: "So it's hard to believe, right?" I always feel lucky when he shows amazing ability, and I'm glad that I'm in his category. I know he loves me and treats me like his own brother, but I don't know what he'll think if he finds out that I have this kind of thought. But once this kind of thinking appears, it is deeply ingrained and lingering. I tried, drove the idea out of my head, countless times, to no avail. ā€