People are dead, bloody hands, and Bill's heart is filled with guilt.

"In order to survive, there is no right or wrong!"

Silently admonishing himself with this sentence, Bill dragged his long sword and came to the female savage with a wounded leg and foot.

With a wooden arrow stuck in her calf, the woman looked in pain, Bill looked at her eyes, and his heart softened inexplicably, and the long sword he wanted to swing stopped in his hand.

After all, a woman who has no power to stay is in the way!

Bill thought so, looked at the frightened man who didn't say a word, and then picked up his sword to leave.

However, the woman who was injured in the calf and let go by Bill didn't know where she got the courage, and a bone blade stabbed at Bill desperately, and he was so frightened that he quickly dodged.

Stepping back, Bill didn't wait to take off the sword behind his back again, and his body standing on the hillside was unstable, and then he slid down the slope, just like those who died.

Bill, who was pressed down by gravity, saw the injured woman grabbing the dagger and limping towards her, and a large amount of blood flowed from her calf, but she had forgotten the pain at this moment, and her eyes were like a beast, staring straight at Bill.

Something even worse happened, as soon as the falling Bill fell to the soles of his feet, there was a sharp pain, I don't know what scratched it, Bill stood up and drew his sword, and touched the back of his hand, and there was a burning pain, Bill's back was numb from pain, and he felt that a layer of skin and flesh had been torn off by someone.

Gritting his teeth, Bill ignored the injury, he planned to remove the danger in front of him first.

"Bang~" A trap popped open, this is a phenomenon that was triggered, and before the woman could walk down, she stepped on the trap on the ground, and then she lost her balance, lost feeling on both feet, and rolled down from above like Bill.

Bill saw that it was a bone spur clip buried in the earth.

Bill seized the opportunity and kicked the figure at the wrist of the rolling figure, kicking the bone blade far away, landing on a small grass pile at the foot of the mountain, and disappearing without a trace.

The woman seemed to be very hostile to Bill, and Bill drew his sword with a cold face, intending to teach her a lesson that he would never forget.

The woman trembled with fear, but her feet were frustrated and she struggled to crawl away, but Bill's icy blade was pressed directly against her neck.

With a slight swipe, Bill was able to pluck her head off.

The woman was frightened, feeling the danger of death, and the chill on the blade of the sword made her give up struggling, and closed her eyes as if she had accepted her fate, but her body continued to tremble slightly.

In the face of death, everyone may be afraid.

Bill didn't move, and his indifferent determination to kill was shaken by the pitiful appearance of the woman under him.

He didn't know if this man could understand what he was saying, which was the continental lingua franca of mankind.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Bill's longsword turned sideways and slapped her face covered in mud with the face of the sword, motioning to open her closed eyes.

His eyes opened, and Bill saw deep hatred and fear in the woman's pupils.

"What I said! Do you understand? The woman was silent, and Bill repeated it indifferently.

Bill made up his mind that if he couldn't communicate and couldn't defuse her hatred, it would be easier to do it with a sword.

Kindness only appears in Bill's emotions, not in action.

Nobody likes trouble and letting danger chase after the ass.

Bill crouched down, but the long sword in his hand was still firmly pressed against her head, and the blade of the sword would take her life at any moment.

The matriarch, who was of great rank in the clan, nodded, but she continued to scream twice.

"Understands what I'm saying! And then nod, don't use your language with me~? ”

And then

This woman with a certain status in the clan directly grabbed a stone on the ground and threw it at Bill with all her might.

Bill didn't expect her to dare to do it now, and was hit the shoulder, and then even her arm went weak for a moment.

"Alas~" It seems that the communication is about to fail, Bill looked at the drooping arm, and then took out a dagger from inside his clothes.

"I'm sorry, it looks like it's better to kill you"

Bill sighed and looked at the woman who was still crawling on the ground and struggling.

If it comes to the time when he can't choose, Bill will not hesitate to attack, but now, it is still a little difficult for Bill to go under the knife.

It's hard to be tough, but Bill still moves in cold blood.

Feeling the cold death intent behind her, the woman dragged a long blood mark on the ground, and the direction in which she crawled was the grass where the bone blade fell, and it seemed that even if she was dying, she was going to give Bill another knife.

The two of them reached the grass almost at the same time, and Bill's dagger was also plunged into the back of the heart as the woman was picking up the grass.

But at this time, the unexpected protrusion, the woman who was not yet willing to give up, suddenly seemed to be sucked into something, and slipped directly into the grass, Bill's dagger, only had time to leave half of the straw rope tied to her waist, and shaved a big hole in the fur of her lower body.

A big living person, it is so unbelievable to disappear!!

Bill lifted the grass and found a small, half-man-high cave, well hidden by naturally growing vegetation.

He looked at it for a while, his heart was cold, could it be that this small hillside was the lair of some beast?

Bill didn't know if the woman who had fallen was dead, or if she wasn't dead.

He stood on the ground for a long time before gritting his teeth, grabbing the dagger and sticking his head in.

After a narrow downhill tunnel, Bill slipped into the hole.

Unbelievably, he really saw such a space - an underground stone chamber of more than ten square meters.

This small hillside is buried in such a place.

Bill's attention did not first focus on the tribal women who did not know life and death at his feet, but quickly explored here.

It's not damp, it's dry, and there's no sign of the beast's presence.

In this small space, there is also a stone bed that looks like a carving.

Bill concludes - this is probably where humans have lived!

It's very safe! Bill was overjoyed to think that he was very satisfied with such a good environment!

The walls are made of solid stone, so even underground, there are no disgusting or deadly insects, and the stone chamber is built in the interior of such a hillside, so it can secretly absorb a lot of sunlight.

Despite his injuries, Bill smiled happily.

Only then did he look down at the figure on the ground who did not know whether he was alive or dead.

"Huh? It's really confusing! Helped me find such a good place, how do I get started? Bill smiled wryly at the dagger in his hand, then hesitantly put it away again.

"Anyway, you don't pose any threat to me now, so let you live a little longer!"

Patting the face of the woman on the ground, Bill realized that she was unconscious, perhaps from excessive shock, or from excessive blood loss.

glanced at the stone bed fixed on the ground over there, and looked down at the woman lying on the ground.

Bill had an idea.

Picking up the unconscious woman vigorously, Bilton felt the wild smell on his face.

"How nice it would be if this were a normal person"

If you were in your own world, such a bumpy and wild graceful body would definitely attract a large number of male livestock.

Placing the man haphazardly on the stone bed, Bill began to observe her injuries.

The injury was not serious, it was just a lot of blood, Bill didn't know any medical skills, just pulled out the arrow he shot at her calf raw, fortunately the arrow didn't have a barb, so it wouldn't damage her excess flesh.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Bill muttered to himself.

Even though she was unconscious, Bill felt her muscles stiffen.

The blood flowed even more, and Bill cut off her leather skirt with rags of fabric and tied the wound tightly.

Seeing that his body was full of blood, Bill said in agony: "This time I really can't wash away so much blood!" ”

Removing the bone spur trap again, although she had the same wound on her foot and made a few cuts, Bill didn't bother to deal with her anymore.

Her own body is not much better than hers.

Being able to toss like this, Bill suspects that he is one of those villains made of data, and as long as his health is still there, he can't die.

"Huh!" Bill laughed because of the very cold joke.

The wounded man on the bed was again firmly bound with straw ropes, and then cut off a section of the cuffs of his clothes, accompanied by rags and straw ropes, and gagged her mouth without mercy.

Bill sat weakly on the floor.

"I wonder if I'll ever survive until tomorrow?" Tired Bill, he didn't care about what happened today, regardless of the corpse outside, and the long sword he left outside.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Bill couldn't open them anymore, his overdrawn body, without the slightest strength, his sluggish spirit, and his face was not half distracted, and Bill fell into the deepest sleep.

In the dark, once again the concept of time is gone.

Bill didn't know if he was asleep or unconscious, but he was sure it was a long time, more than a day or two.

It was still because of thirst that Bill woke up.

The throat was dry and the pain was terrible, and Bill couldn't wait to pour two sips of water, which made it feel better.

"There's not much water, save some water!" Shaking the kettle in his hand, Bill's face turned a little pale, but his weak body still regained a little strength.

Bill got up from under the stone bed, a little shaky and a little dizzy.

"Gollum~" Gurgl's stomach barked, but Bill had nothing to eat.

Licking his dry lips, Bill shook his head again, he was a little confused now.

As soon as he turned his head, Bill was shocked by what he saw.

The woman behind her, her pale and frightening face, formed a strong contrast with the strong colors on her face, her dry and pale lips burst open more than one place, the rags in which the plasma coagulated in her mouth were almost tightly gagged, and the most frightening thing was that Bill rolled her eyes when he saw her.

"It's miserable~"

Bill tore the rag out of her mouth hard, then 'snapped' twice and slapped her hard.

The man finally stopped rolling his eyes, and although his lips trembled, the amplitude was much smaller.

"Thirsty, aren't you?" Bill gritted his teeth, inhaled the cold air, and pulled out the kettle.

"Don't worry!"

The woman's hungry gaze, as well as her dry throat and trembling lips, uttered a silent language.

Bill held the kettle and didn't feed her directly, her hands and feet were tied, and the woman could only look at the kettle helplessly, trembling and wanting to speak, but couldn't say anything.

"I'm running out of water! I need to live too, so I'll just give you a bite, oh no! Two small bites for you! I feel like my life is worth a lot more than yours."

Carefully filling a bottle of water, Bill pressed the woman's head against the stone bed and poured a sip on her.

"You still have a mouthful~" Seeing the woman's enjoyment, Bill took a small bottle cap for her.

After swallowing two mouthfuls of water, the woman looked much better on the surface.

"Don't look at it, I can't give it to you if you want to drink!" Bill spread his hands, looked at the woman with his own handprint on her face, and sighed helplessly.

"If you want to live, it seems really difficult~"

Bill turned away from the poor man who was still praying.

If she can't find food, I'm sure I'll die worse than her.

"I'll go find something to eat, and if I'm lucky, I might be able to come back."

Even though he knew that the woman behind him couldn't understand, Bill still said it to himself. He finally understood why Corey said it would take two people to survive in the wild, and why he liked to be noisy when he saw him.

Human beings have emotions, and if they survive like a beast, I am afraid that many people will collapse because of this.

Bill crawls out of the cave and sees the sunlight outside.

Probably because of being in the dark for a long time, Bill was a little uncomfortable with the sun's rays.

The ground was covered with bloody swords, and Bill was reminded of what he needed to deal with.

There were a few corpses scattered all over the place, and Bill needed to throw them far away if he wanted to take possession of the underground cavern.

With the sword on his back, Bill felt a lot more at ease.

The smell of blood was strong, but Bill suspected it was his own, so he walked over to the nearest corpses, dragged them along, and chose a random direction.

Of course, it is necessary to sit down and mark and hide the cave before leaving!

The three corpses, each dropped by Bill on the road, continued walking.

"Food? Where is it? "Hunger makes Bill have to find food, he can't get enough to eat, and he may not wake up the next time he falls asleep.

The bloody cruelty of nature, Bill finally has a basic understanding that in a sense, food represents life, and life is just the cheapest thing in nature.

The scarlet eyes in his hand have been used by Bill to find prey.

But still nothing.

Bill continued to walk, and for the first day, Bill had been walking until the evening, when he was so tired that he collapsed on the ground, that he found some food!

"I shouldn't starve to death!" Bill smiled frozenly.

The small grass roots were carefully pulled out of the ground by Bill, and then supported with one hand.

"One, two, three"

With each one, Bill laughed and muttered.

Probably a delusion, Bill's mind became more confused due to the counting.

Finally counting to ten, Bill's eyes couldn't be opened.

At the last moment, Bill swept more than a dozen grasses into his mouth, and then gulped down the last of the water.

In a daze, Bill's hand was scratching at the ground, and he didn't know what he was grabbing, but he would move anyway! Then I didn't want to throw it in my mouth, chewed and swallowed it, and then fell asleep.

On a dangerous night, Bill's luck was okay and he wasn't spotted by the nocturnal foraging beasts.

If you don't die, you're lucky!

As soon as his eyes opened, Bill locked on his bearings and continued on his way.

Within a few steps, Bill noticed the difference.

There was a snow-white pigeon flying beside him, this pigeon seemed to be very human, Bill stopped, it stopped, Bill advanced, and he followed.

"Is the training still going on?" Bill glanced at his taskbar, still in the state of his daily task.

Five o'clock experience every day! It's one of Bill's most important things, just like his own life.

It shouldn't take long for such daily tasks to level up, right?

There is no specific number of experiences, and Bill does not dare to assert.

Today, Bill's good fortune doesn't stop there.

Extremely towards the withered body, when he came to a long path, he found traces of human walking.

Bill's face couldn't help but smile, as long as he found a human, then he could ask for some water and food! That seems pretty good!

Such good news makes Bill's weak body continue to generate strength, which is the power of hope!

Mark it in place! Bill resolutely followed the human trail and chased after him.

Determining the way, and then traveling day and night, Bill saw a contingent of humans in the distance as dawn rose.

This should be a caravan! There were also people in the carriages, pulling out long queues, each with a family-specific family coat of arms.

Bill's appearance of being covered in blood and dust naturally attracted everyone's attention.

The guards bravely stopped Bill.

But Bill was in a coma again by this time, this time with a more severe overdraft

The convoy stops when Bill arrives, and it is determined that Bill is really unconscious, so one of the leading guards suspiciously loads Bill into the carriage as a wounded.

Golden bread, pure white and soft bread, roasted delicious oily barbecued meat, canned fruits, and even high-grade secret jerky and jam.

Bill was treated like an emperor and had such a high level of treatment.

But it was all because of the words of the captain of the caravan guard who took Bill in, "This should be an adventurer in the wilderness, look at the ring in his hand!" ”

The adventurer is a symbol of bravery, exploring the mysteries of the Runeterrae Continent and having a high status in Demacia.

And although Bill looks covered in blood, isn't that a symbol of a warrior's bravery? This is the hero they need to respect, the guard warrior of Demacia! A national defender who guards the peace of the Federated States of Demacia, shelters the people of all walks of life, and allows them to enjoy freedom and high ideals~

Coupled with the kindness of the people of Demacia, who are driven by the dominant culture, Bill was treated to a wonderful hospitality.

Bill was placed in a separate carriage to greet the merchants for their individual meetings.

Now, Bill has such a businessman in front of him. I had to buy Bill's sword.

Every adventurer's weapon has been tempered by life and death, especially the traces left by the battle on it, as well as the bloody red solidified on it, and many collectors love this kind of equipment.

The merchant in front of him came to get close to Bill, and then wanted to buy his life-saving weapon.