Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Maniac

"Hmm... It hurts..."Aven's head swelled with pain, and his limbs felt as if they were falling apart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Am I still alive... Evan used a rhetorical question.

On the ground not far from his right foot, the "crescent moon" was quietly inserted there. On the hilt of the sword stood a four-legged bird, where it was constantly "muttering and muttering".

Surrounded by vegetation and species that Evan had never seen before: a giant purple tree that sticks its thick branches into the ground, a large red tree that "rushes into the crest", a rabbit that has no legs and relies on its belly to bounce, and a squirrel that turns into two when frightened.

"Oh my God, I must not have woken up yet. Evan shook his head and struggled to prop himself up from the ground, almost kneeling down with an "ouch" before he could stand still.

The pain in his left foot was so real, and Evan couldn't find any reason to contradict it.

Where's this... Leah... By the way, Leah...

Ai Wen glanced around, there were only some small creatures in the silent woods made the sound of "Xi Xi Suo", there were many trees around, and the dense branches and foliage made it difficult for Ai Wen to see things in the distance, and then he looked at the ground, there were no footprints on the ground, only broken branches... Wait, what is this?

Not far away by a tree, there was a white thing shaking there, looking like a piece of cloth.

Leah Kritoland Aurora?

Ai Wen tried to call softly, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, in case he summoned some messy beasts, in the current situation, he was afraid that he would not even have the ability to escape.

Let's take a walk and take a look. After making this decision, Ai Wen tried his right foot, which was not bad and could move, but his left foot was worse, every time he touched the ground, it was like stepping on a needle, but fortunately, the sword was still there, and it could be used as a crutch...

Getting closer, Evan seemed to smell a scent... A smell of meat... Belch... Someone barbecued in the wild?

Aven took a few more steps forward, and he finally saw the shaking white cloth. That's, it's a white pants! That's right! It's a human ass! It's not the wind blowing a piece of cloth, it's someone in big white pants squatting by a tree and shaking his ass while eating!

"Who, who's peeking at Lao Tzu eating!" the man stood up abruptly holding the food.

Now Evan finally got a good view of the man: it was an old man in his seventies, with a ring of sackcloth tied around his head, and a large mushroom (which looked like a miner's hat) growing in the middle of the sackcloth. He was bare (with flabby fat and thick, slightly curly brown chest hair), a cloth bag tied around his waist (gray and patched), and the only white old pants and toed-toe, tattered gray boots made him look like a madman who had just escaped from a cave above the monastery.

The "madman" came over, sniffed Aven's body, and shouted, "Unfortunate traveler, you have five seconds to answer my question!

"Uh, yes...", Evan looked at the "madman" with some fear, wondering if this could be the natives and savages here, but he spoke Continental's fluently.

"Second, who else fell with you, five seconds!" The "madman's" mouth chewed and chewed, as if it was still cleaning the remaining flesh foam from its mouth. His beard was gray and messy, and the bottom end was a little black, as if he had accidentally burned it during the barbecue.

"Well, a girl, an old man... There is also a big bird, a giant eagle to be exact, the snow-white kind, we call it the aurora... Anyway, what are you eating!!, you can't be eating Aurora!!" Evan looked at the blackened piece of charred meat on the ground, his scalp tingling, and his cold hair stood on end. He's starting to miss Suntown's pine cone bread a little.

"It's been more than five seconds, look behind you, there's something!" the "madman" gestured to Ervan's back with an exaggerated expression.

"What?" Evan looked back, but didn't notice anything behind him, and then he turned around, only to be knocked unconscious with a "bang!"

"Sorry, I don't like chatting. The "madman" held a wrist-thick wooden stick in his right hand and made several "home run" poses after the "murder". He gave a high score of 9.5 for the head-on blow he had just made.

......

On the streets of the civilian area of Ketran.

Marcus and the bald head were tied up by Eluman, and then dragged by Eluman towards the center of the city like a gourd. The rope was covered with cloth, so it didn't attract much attention on the street.

"Boss, what are we going to do now?" asked the bald head in a whisper behind him. They had just witnessed the entire process of the giant eagle taking off and falling at the door of the bounty club.

"I said... Hey, I've already told you the truth, where are you taking me going?" asked Marcus in a loud voice.

"To the king, of course. "You must take an oath in court, testify, and then identify the real murderer." ”

"You're so naïve, you're so naïve!" Marcus snorted and laughed, "Evidence, do you have evidence? Can it be useful to identify the murderer? You just took us over like this, not afraid of being killed by that big man? I saw his methods myself that night, and you couldn't fight him." ”

"I believe that the King's ruling will be fair and just. Eluman tightened the rope, he knew Rellior's status and abilities, but his father's death had to be paid for, at the right time, even at the cost of his own life, because the honor of the family could not be tarnished, and whoever that person was, he had to do it.

"Wait a minute, Eluman!" Marcus stopped suddenly, his chin slightly raised, as if he had something important to say. He was really speechless to this tenacious aristocratic young master.

"What's going on?" said Eluman back.

What a damn ... I can't just send you to death with this kid like you... Marcus muttered to himself, as if he had made a painful decision: "I have decided to share this secret with you... This secret has to do with a sword, so you'll know why I risked my life to escape from Gilberg, and..."

"And, and what?"

"And how to use this secret to help you kill your father's enemy. Marcus gritted his teeth and paused word by word.