The simple conversation between Fitney and Darwin did not go any further—with the rustle of the leaves and the frantic barking of the hounds, the group came out of the woods and surrounded them—as if they had hurt the unicorns, humans. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fitnair looked warily at the men dressed as adventurers—about ten men, all men of the same physique, all of them wearing hoods over black coats, some with bows in their hands, some with swords, and some without weapons in their hands—and there were hounds barking beside them, these hounds were muscular and had loud voices, completely different from those of Xiaobai.

"Little girl?" The adventurer led by him lifted his hood, and there was a scar under one eye, and his face showed surprise, "There is still a little girl in the forest?

"Whatever little girl she is, the unicorn is there!" said the adventurer who followed him.

Fitnair didn't speak, her eyes were still staring at them vigilantly, of course she didn't want the unicorn to be taken away by this group of people - but before she could stop it, the unicorn had already walked out from behind her, and the tall figure stood between the group and Fitney, and there was a seriousness in the crystalline eyes.

It apparently didn't like the adventurers very much—I don't know if it was a delusion, but Fitney thought it was staring at one of them.

"What's going on?Jolin, didn't you say your spear pierced it?" said the adventurer with the scar on his face, asking his companion behind him.

"I'm not lying! it's still on the spear!" the man named Jolin also felt that what was in front of him was incredible, and he was a little unrelieved, "Could it be another unicorn?"

The spear in Jolin's hand was pitch black, but on closer inspection, it wasn't black itself—it was stained with the blood of a solidified unicorn.

The unicorn stared at Jolin and took a step forward, its front hooves stomping on the ground, and then Fitnair saw that the expressions of these adventurers became very ugly, and she realized that she used the Eye of Penetration, and found that the magic was flowing into the unicorn's body at high speed - this sacred beast seemed to be able to manipulate the flow of magic, or it actually had the potential to "become" a magician!

Theoretically, only humans can manipulate magic, but this unicorn has clearly changed that.

Of course, not everyone can feel the flow of magic, and some adventurers are still focused on Fitney, whether it is a unicorn or a little girl, both of which are very surprising to appear in the forest.

"Isn't this the little girl that Wicker saved?" At this time, a voice that was out of place with the atmosphere at this time sounded, and everyone's eyes were on him, and the square-faced man with a gray face who had already removed his hood stared at Fitney, "You saved this unicorn?

"Sir, do you know me?" Fitney frowned as he looked at the man, and seeing that he had no weapon in his hand, he probably guessed that he might be a magician.

"Myerson, do you know this girl?" the adventurer with the scar on his face asked Myerson - Fitney could hear that he was a little respectful of this Mileson, so he was more sure of his thoughts, this was a magician - only when did she provoke the magician?

Even if he had, Fettnay only remembered the female mage who had been in the forest to kill her.

Myerson glanced at Fitney again, and then he was sure: "That's right, I know you, Wicker died half a month ago to save you." ”

"Wickel is dead? The adventurers were also amazed.

Fitney's heart sank.

"Hey, guys, don't look at the little girl, that unicorn really seems to be the one from before!" Jolin said suddenly, interrupting their conversation—he was right, but Fitney noticed a hint ......of avoidance on the faces of many of them.

The unicorn took two steps in place, as if angry that he had been ignored by the humans—Jolin's face changed drastically and he raised his weapon—but the other adventurers only took a step back.

The unicorn took a sharp step forward, and this foot left a depression in the ground, and it took a step forward, and it rushed towards Qiao Lin fiercely!

Fitnair found that the unicorn did not directly use its horns to deal with the enemy, but instead gathered a layer of magic on the horns, making the horns sharper and stronger on the original basis, and when it sprinted forward, it seemed to lock on to the adventurer called Jolin, making him unable to move - Jolin originally wanted to throw away the weapon in his hand and turn away, but at this time he couldn't move at all, he looked at the unicorn in horror, his face turned pale.

No one can stop it.

The powerful magic power collided directly with Qiao Lin to the beech tree behind him, and the huge wound in his chest was breathless for a moment - a trace of surprise flashed in Fettnay's eyes, and even a moment of stomach churning, knowing that the unicorn's way of fighting at that moment was much beyond her imagination.

Feel more like a battle-hardened warrior.

Although the unicorn shook its head gracefully after all this, and there was not a trace of filth on its body, what it had done just now made the adventurers fearful.

"Damn it...... Let's go. The leader of the adventurers, seeing that they had no chance of victory, spoke to his companion.

Fitney couldn't help but wonder, their slow appearance, weren't they worried that the unicorn would continue to attack?

"No, the unicorn will only attack the enemy that inflicts damage on it," Myerson said, seeming to see Fitney's confusion, "Doesn't Wicker teach you the most basic things—or maybe he has a crush on a little girl, and the Willondan has a strange eye." ”

"I appreciate your explanation, but I hope you don't joke with Wicker. Fitney's tone was serious.

Myerson didn't care, he also gave up the pursuit of the unicorn at this time, and was very interested in Fitney: "You don't seem to know much about him, aren't you curious?

"Why should I trust you? I don't know what I have to do with magicians - if so, you're a magician hired by the Ansendils, I've made the Ansendils enemies, and I don't think I'm in the habit of believing in them. "Fitney doesn't have a crush on Myerson - does anyone else know her magicians besides those employed by the Ansendier family?

And Eddard's shadow on her was so great that she turned a little pale when she heard the name Ansendier.

"Adventurers also have a circle of adventurers, at least in the Aesop Forest, I haven't heard of a little girl's location, the Trekking Moon is coming, do you think you can continue to live alone?"

Fitney was speechless.

The first month of the Rose May, the month of the trek, is less than ten days away - it is in fact a hunting month, and the animals are anxious to find a suitable place to spend the difficult five months, so there is a lot of activity, including some rare species that can be sold for a good price when caught - and even the nobles will participate in the hunt.

Despite the dangers, the Trekking Moon will come alive for the sake of profit - and by then, I don't know how many adventurers and nobles will pour in, and Fitney will only be more difficult at that time, either the nobles will find out, or the adventurers will see themselves as enemies.

It is very difficult to have no place of one's own in any place.

"Well, I'll hear you talk about it. Fitney let go.

She had some doubts about why Myerson had come to her to tell her about Wicker - he should have had a deeper hostility towards Wicker than he had besieged Wicker when the magicians besieged him.

"Tomorrow evening, Wicker's Chalet North, it will take you to the Champagne tavern. Myerson said to her, and threw out a necklace that looked very ordinary.

Fitney took the necklace and brushed his thumb across its surface: "Wait a minute...... Don't you bring back the bodies of your companions?"

"Every day people die in the forest...... Don't be naïve, little girl. Myerson listened to Fertenay and walked away without looking back.

Rather than leave, Fitnair fell into deep thought, until she felt her neck tickle and turned her head to look, only to see that it was the unicorn's breath that had spurted onto her neck.

She turned her face sideways, reached out and patted the unicorn on the head - she suddenly felt that the creature was very interesting, that those who hurt it would be killed by it, and those who saved it would be close to each other.

"It's an interesting creature," Darwin didn't speak, and Fitney didn't even think where the old man was, as he approached the unicorn, "It would be nice to study it closely." ”

As if sensing Darwin's presence, the unicorn craned its neck slightly, and then rubbed Darwin meekly, though to these people Darwin was nothing more than a cloud of air, nothingness.

Fitney knew it had agreed to the offer.

"That's great! Lornay, let's go collect its blood, maybe it will be of some other use......" Darwin quickly proposed a plan to collect it, and then went to work non-stop, like a workaholic.

Fettnay smiled and shook her head, and went to help Darwin, the whole time she tried not to look at Jolin's body, but she still felt a little hairy in her heart - maybe she was a human being in two lives, and she had never seen a real dead person. Eventually, she couldn't take it anymore and dug a pit with a shovel and buried Jorin.