"You stand up first and tell me who your child is and what happened?" Thor said to the woman on her knees.

"Thank you, Adventurer, for coming with me. Although Thor's words did not reveal any willingness to help, the woman gave Thor a grateful look.

She wiped her tears from her eyes and stood up, leading Thor to an old house in the nearby alleyway, which seemed to be her home.

Pushing open the wooden door, which was so tattered that it seemed to fall down at any moment, Thor turned his head to look at the wisps of dust that had fallen from the door and the cobwebs hanging from the corner, and then followed the woman into the room.

"I'm Pasha, I'm sorry it's too shabby here, and I hope you'll forgive me for the lack of hospitality. The woman was a little jerky and polite, and put a small clay cup with a notch filled with water and placed it in front of Thor, who was obviously the master, but looked much more restrained than Thor.

It's no wonder that the slanted walls are blackened by fireworks and the roofs are faintly leaking. The whole room, except for the haystack used for sleeping in the corner, a clay pot for drawing water and a few cups and plates by the wall, seemed to be ...... It's nothing.

Obviously, such an environment can no longer be described simply by the word 'poverty'.

But even in this environment, Thor was not touched much, and he had experienced even more miserable sleeping in the tomb.

In Thor's inquiring eyes, Pasha began her story.

"My son's name is Peter, and the townspeople call him Little Peter, and he will be twelve years old this fall. ”

"Our family used to be engaged in vegetable trading in the town, and the family was well-off, but then my husband listened to his friend's demagogy and wanted to try some new industries, but unfortunately all the family's money was cheated out of friends. ”

Since then, the family has gradually declined, and he owes a lot of money to the old man Frank in the town. Then one day my husband ran away from the burdens of life, leaving Peter and I alone. ”

"The other day they forced me to sell my body to pay the debt I owed, and when I hesitated, they suddenly took my poor little Peter and threatened to send the child to Old Man Frank's house as a servant. ”

"I knew they were trying to control me through the child, but I didn't come to the door to ask for Peter, because I naively thought that the child might be able to live a well-fed life at Master Franck's house instead of suffering with me. ”

It is said that Mr. Frank liked to eat fresh mountain mushrooms, and would often tell Peter to go to the foot of the hill west of the town to collect them. Peter had been there several times before and had returned safely, but he had gone again three days earlier and never returned. ”

"I suspect he's been captured by a vampire in the cave to the west, and I'm asking the adventurer to help me. Eventually, the woman began to weep again.

Vampires, the rumored undead, the aliens who could escape the judgment of death?, Thor's eyes flashed.

"How do you know there's a vampire in the cave?" asked Thor.

"Rumor has it that the town says that it used to be inhabited by a few murderous trolls, which were later cleared by the adventurers of the town's organization, and then a vampire took over the place. Pasha replied.

It didn't sound complicated, and Thor cupped his fist to his lips and thought for a moment.

"Well, I'll go and take a look at the cave you said as soon as possible, but I don't guarantee any results. Eventually, Saul said to Pasha.

"Thank you...... Thank you, thank you for the kindness of the adventurer, but the reward is ......" Pasha looked a little embarrassed.

"No need, just wait for my results. Thor waved his hand and stood up, leaving in Pasha's gratefulness.

After leaving Pasha's house, Thor went to the tavern in town to sit for a while, and after a few rounds of drinking, he got the news he wanted. It's just a bit of a mixture, some say that there is a bear in the cave to the west, some say that the troll is not dead, and some say that there is nothing in it.

No one mentioned vampires, and it was unlikely that there would be one in Thor's imagination, after all, if there were really powerful vampires around, the town would have organized people to clean them up, and if the people were not strong enough, they could apply for more powerful people from a larger place.

It's like in the Old Kingdom, as long as there were dragons and other creatures around the human kingdom, people always took the trouble to erect the banner of dragon slaying. Some of them may want to be known as 'the brave', but more often than not, they should be instructed by the magistrate or the king.

After all, no one wants to have a presence around their living environment that can destroy the city at any time, and no one wants to suddenly die in their sleep. For humans, it is perhaps safest when there is nothing around.

Throughout the history of the continent, not only dragons, but also many powerful creatures have died from this cause that is not a cause. Maybe there was no hatred between humans and dragons, but after a few kills, hatred naturally followed.

Saul didn't believe much in Pasha's words, it was just his habit before his final judgment came.

As for whether the cave is a bear or a vampire, or simply a human malice waiting for you, you have to wait for yourself to see for yourself.

It was almost night, and after filling his stomach, Thor left the town and came to the mouth of the cave.

The reason why it came so quickly was because the cave was not far from the town, and if you came out from the west and went into a shallow wood, you could find the cave in the mountain wall.

It was so close to the human settlement, and Thor was a little more reliable in his mind that there were no strong enemies here.

Drawing his sword, Thor stood outside the cave and listened for a moment, except for the howl of the wind pouring into the cave, there seemed to be no concrete danger, and it didn't sound like the cave was deep.

Lighting the torch and keeping his due caution, Thor took a few steps into the cave and suddenly frowned.

The top wall here is neither high nor low, it is generally wide, and the path is not too tortuous, it looks like an ordinary cave. However, after entering the cave a few steps deeper, Thor still smelled a strong smell of blood in the air.

Tightening the bowstrings of his spirit, Thor finally walked to the center of the cave step by step, holding a torch high to see the whole picture of the cave.

The cave was open, and there were several corpses scattered around, both human and beastly. The reason for the dispersal is that these corpses are all torn and mutilated, with incomplete hands and feet, and look cruel and bloody.

After a cursory observation, Thor could only tell that it seemed that the claws of some kind of beast had split the corpses, but he could not tell what kind of beast it was. The strangest thing is that these corpses have no signs of gnawing, and they are just thrown here to rot.

The earliest corpses already had a faint tendency to decay and stink, and some were still fresh, as if it had been a matter of one or two days.

Rolling his gaze, Thor quickly found what appeared to be the body of Little Peter based on his age.

He had long since been torn apart, and his head was separated.

Thor sighed slightly, roughly gathered the body of little Peter according to his clothes, and then packed the body with a few pieces of cloth and carried it on his back. Anyway, I used to be a grave keeper, and I seem to have done this kind of thing many times in my impression.

It seems that there is indeed something inhabiting here, but since it is not here, Thor will not wait, let alone face it. Bringing Little Peter's body back to Pasha is a fulfillment of the commission.

Thor inevitably felt heavy along the way, because what Pasha said might seem to be true, and when she saw Little Peter's body, she wondered if the poor woman would be able to hold on to it.

Forget it, help her pay off her debts and leave her a sum of money, Thor has a rough decision. Hopefully, she can leave this sad place and start a new life.

It's not about justice, it's just that I witnessed a sad thing at first glance, and since I took over it, there must be a result.

After exiting the cave, Thor glanced around vigilantly, although he didn't know what the enemy was, whether he could face it or not, Thor didn't bother to pursue the truth.

Just as Thor glanced around, a certain patch of grass seemed to shake in his field of vision, and it seemed that a figure suddenly ran away from behind the grass, and it was not really visible for a short time.

Thor was stunned, then his eyes suddenly pulled his legs and quickly chased after him.

Since the other party chose to retreat, his strength was likely to be inferior to his own, and judging from the position he had just placed, his dark vision was probably only five or six steps, and he was likely to be a first-order professional.

Although Thor is not in the mood to fight at this time, the Reservoir Dogs must be chased and killed, and the other party will run away when he sees him, and it is likely that he has the key to open the fog of the whole thing.

Thor pursued quickly and decisively, and as the darkness drew closer, he saw a figure running ahead.

The figure looked ...... Appears to be a half-grown child, wearing a popular face-covering robe, and is not a fast runner. Of course, it could also be that his childlike steps didn't take much of a step.

He subconsciously glanced back halfway through the run, and he seemed to be startled when he saw Thor approaching quickly, staggered and ran again, and the little short legs shook endlessly.

Soon, Thor maintained an absolute advantage in speed and chased close enough, feeling the breath of the opponent's first order, Thor no longer hesitated, and suddenly pounced in the suitable terrain.

Throw the opponent into the field and press it tightly under him.

"Let go of me, rascal!" a crisp female voice quickly erupted from beneath him.

How could it be a little girl?

Thor heard the voice, and subconsciously let go of the arching and struggling figure in his arms.

The other party stood up and seemed ready to continue running.

Women? Women are useless.

Thor reacted briefly, and immediately threw his opponent to the ground with another flying pounce, hugging him tighter than the last time, or rather more appropriate, because he had to limit his opponent's movement first.

"What are you running?" asked Thor as he held the other man tightly in his arms, forehead to forehead.

"What are you chasing?" asked the little girl in her arms.

"Of course I'm going to chase you when I see you running!"

"Of course I have to run when I see you chasing me!"

"You ran first!"

"You chased it first!"

The corners of Thor's eyes twitched violently a few times, and he decisively ended this retarded conversation.

"I'm in a bad mood right now, and I don't have time to play any conversation games with you here. ”

"It's your luck to meet me today, and to tell you the truth, I've been wandering the wilderness all year round, hunting all kinds of people and all kinds of monsters, including of course chattering little girls like you. ”

"And I have a lot of more imaginative means for a little girl like you. So then, I'm asking you what you'd better answer honestly, lest I'm impatient to show my rudeness in advance, understand, little ghost!"