Chapter 2249: Dark Forest (13)

With the astonishing fire, wind, and heat, the second gargoyle was blown to pieces, and it seemed that it could no longer pose a threat.

Arthur gasped and wiped the sweat from his forehead (he realized that he was already sweating profusely, and the body of the young man he was manipulating was really poor!), and then turned his head to re-examine the witch.

"Good props. But why did you give me such a powerful magic item?" he asked.

"It's not because you're too weak to stand it. The witch said coldly: "With this level of strength, I want to fight with those guys in the demon clan who can be called demon gods, and I can already imagine your future." ＂

Arthur frowned: "Who said I was going to fight the demons." I'll leave as soon as I achieve my goal. Fighting the demons is something like this, and I can't be interested in it at all. ＂

"Oh, you will, that's a fate you can't avoid. Beatrice, the witch of the full moon, smiled indifferently, "If you want to take back your loved ones, that's the only thing you can do." No one can go against their fate, and no one can escape it. You think none of this has anything to do with you, it's just that the time is not yet ripe. ＂

"So------" Arthur looked at the witch coldly, "what are you going to do? You are friends and enemies of mine, and did you really spread the Black Death?"

"Black Death?" the witch paused, "O ancient king, the plague is not something that can be manipulated by man. It's just that if I leak the news like this, you, who hear the news, will come here to meet me. It's all just a ploy to get you over. ＂

"You went to great lengths just to see me? just to test me? And you let out two gargoyles to fight me, but you didn't do it yourself, just to test my strength?" Arthur was even more puzzled: "------What is your purpose?"

"It's okay to do anything like that. The witch didn't answer Arthur's question directly, and shrugged her shoulders and smiled indifferently, "The [Alchemy Glove] I gave you will be yours from now on." It's better that you're still a little stronger. Exactly how to use it, you can take the time to figure it out for yourself. Well, what to say is said and done, goodbye. ＂

"Wait, this ------"

"By the way, one more thing. The witch conjured something out of thin air, and threw a heavy thing in a cloth bag at Arthur's feet: "If you go back empty-handed, you won't be able to impress those nobles." Then take this with you as you wish. ＂

Before Arthur could ask more, the witch had already moved in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

The blonde boy frowned again and looked down at the package wrapped in black cloth. He kicked and probed, and found that the heavy package seemed to contain the head of some kind of creature.

Arthur went to unwrap the package, and what he saw was very similar to what he had guessed, the monster's head looked scary and ugly.

"This is the head of the Harpy. The big white wolf didn't know when he came to Arthur's side and said.

"Beddy?" Arthur snorted, "aren't you frozen, when will you be able to act again?"

"Just now, when you were talking to the witch. Bediwell replied depressedly: "Although consciousness has regained consciousness, it is as if the body is bound by some mysterious force, and it is completely unable to move. You can't move until the witch is gone. That witch is so powerful, how the hell did she do it. ＂

The current human wolf Bediwell is also a member of the High Demon Clan, but the witch controlled Bedivir just by air, first making the wolf's actions and thoughts completely stopped, and then making Bedivel unable to move. The witch could also easily control two gargoyles and Arthur at the same time. How unfathomable is her power?

"It's a good thing Arthur didn't get into a fight with her. If you fight, you're going to die. Bediwell added.

"Tsk. The Knight King did not answer the question directly, but only let out a low grunt to express his displeasure. But he also knew that Bediwell's words could not be more correct.

"Either way, her escape is the best outcome. Let's take the head of this harpy back and convince the nobles that the head of this monster will be enough. ＂

"Do you really think a harpy is the source of the plague?" Arthur grumbled.

"Whether it's or not, at least it proves that Arthur you destroyed a terrible monster that ordinary people can't destroy, doesn't it?" Bediwell smiled bitterly: "This feat, from the eyes of mortals, is already outstanding. That's it for now. Or are you going to tell the nobles that the real witch has escaped, and that the head of this harpy is still a gift from the witch?"

Arthur was silent for a moment.

"But then ...... The neck cut in this banshee's head is perfect. It's as neat as Arthur's swordsmanship. Bediwell added.

"Shut up. Arthur hurriedly wrapped the harpy's head again, and lifted up the heavy black burden. He looked at the scenery around him again.

Except for the room he entered just now, this hall is the end of the witch's residence, there is no other entrance and exit, and there are no other living facilities for the witch to live here. It was as if the abode itself was a testing ground. The witch released the news to the outside world and tricked Arthur into coming here just to see how capable Arthur was. Other than that, this so-called "dwelling" is of no use, so it does not need to be prepared with other living facilities.

Tricked hard...... ?

Arthur looked again at the glove he was wearing on his left hand. The witch called this the "Alchemy Gauntlet", but it was as if it had some kind of miracle that could create a crystalline throwing spear out of nothing. A crystalline throwing gun large enough can also cause an incredibly powerful explosion. Of course, this thing cannot be used in front of humans, especially in the environment of hunting witches and wizards everywhere outside, Arthur will be regarded as a wizard and hunted down by the Holy See if he uses the power of alchemy gloves indiscriminately in front of people. But in the absence of others in the way, in the face of powerful demons, this alchemy glove is estimated to be able to exert a very amazing destructive power.

Arthur obviously came to hunt the witch this time, but the witch who looked very similar to his mother gave him such a powerful magic weapon, which is really ......

Arthur, who had been wondering all the way, groped his way out of the back door of the cave with Bedeville, and it took about ten minutes to reach the exit. There were no enemies left in the Black Forest, and he and the Great White Wolf traversed the forest with ease, reaching a nearby village half an hour later.

There, a group of people were already waiting with torches. Judging from the appearance of these people who are fully armed, they must be mercenaries hired by the local nobles. Arthur single-handedly (in fact, with a wolf) went into the Black Forest to "hunt witches", which seems to have caused quite a stir in the local area. Fearing that Arthur's actions had alarmed the witch, the people of the village hired this large group of mercenaries to guard the edge of the village against the counterattack of the monsters of the Black Forest.

Their worries, of course, are unnecessary.

"Lord Aslan, is the situation inside alright?" asked the mercenary who took the lead, tremblingly, "Witch...... Has it been wiped out?"

Arthur didn't speak, but picked up the black cloth bag and threw it at the mercenary's feet.

The mercenary untied the cloth bag and saw the head of the harpy inside, and his face was shocked: "This is not just a witch...... This seems to be a monster called the Harpy?!"

"It seems so. Arthur didn't bother to explain, and replied casually: "Anyway, the monsters in the Black Forest have been wiped out." If you don't feel comfortable, you can bring another team in to clear the field, although I don't think there's anything else to hunt down. ＂

The mercenaries looked at each other, and the incredible expressions were carved on their faces, and they couldn't hide it if they wanted to. Arthur single-handedly destroyed such a terrifying monster, but there were almost no injuries on his body. The only wound was the scratched patch on the boy's chest, along with his clothes. But the wound was only a small bruise, and it didn't even bleed.

Harpys are terrifying monsters, and in addition to tearing their prey to pieces with unimaginably fast speeds, they also use their screams to burst human eardrums, causing them to bleed to death.

How the hell did the boy dodge the Harpy's screaming attacks and cut off the Harpy's head in one fell swoop? It was enough struggle for these mortals to figure it out.

"Here, please, Lord Aslan. Boiled bath water and a clean bed are ready for you. An old man who appeared to be the village chief said, "Please have a good rest in the village tonight." Tomorrow we will send someone to contact the lord and report your deeds to the truth. ＂

"Okay. Arthur, who was in a complicated mood, didn't want to explain more to these people, so he left the group of mercenaries and followed the village chief on his own. Although the bath water was hot enough and the beds were soft, it was probably the best hospitality that the village could offer. But that night, Arthur didn't sleep soundly.

Same night, somewhere.

The woman watched all this with a crystal ball, and she observed thoughtfully the blonde boy sleeping on the bed.

Behind her was a tall, burly knight in black armor. The knight waited silently for a long time before he snorted, "Do you care about him so much, Igline?"

"Of course. The woman replied, "Don't you care, my dear?" ＂

The knight in black armor had no emotion on his thin and resolute face, and he replied coldly, "He is not the real Arthur, nor is he our son. Arthur has been dead for more than nine hundred years, and it's useless for you to care now. ＂

"Be that as it may. The woman sighed again, "It's better if I'm self-inflicted." I just hope he'll succeed this time, Uther. ＂