Kevin has traveled for 10 years, but he has relied on two legs, and he has walked through mountain roads and waterways, rugged roads, and no way to open the road with a knife, although his experience is not as good as that of a mercenary who is away all the year round, but he is not a delicate and expensive person. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There are no magical beasts in the mountains here, and at most there are occasional coyotes. However, this kind of coyote generally does not attack humans, and when it does, it mainly attacks children, and only adults will attack unless they are hungry. Usually walking at night and lighting a torch is foolproof, but lighting a fire at this time is equivalent to exposing the target, and Kevin believes that he should not be so unlucky.

Holding an ordinary firewood knife in his hand, he slashed through the thorns in front of him. Kevin has been using this knife for three years, chopping wood, cutting meat and cutting apples are all this one, although chopping wood is too small, cutting apples is too big, but it can be made with familiar use. The blade of the knife is about the length of the forearm, and the state stipulates that non-combatants are not allowed to have knives with a blade that exceeds the forearm, and all combat knives are registered, and the length of this chai knife is already considered the limit.

Looking up at the sky, it was already the moon, midnight. Looking back, it was pitch black, and no one seemed to be chasing after me. But looking down at the traces of his own walking, it is too obvious. Kevin believed that even if he tracked himself, it would be easy to follow the traces, let alone a powerful assassin.

But there is no way around it, the roads are muddy and thorny and bumpy. Kevin didn't dare to go on the official road, although it was a little faster, he would definitely be caught easily. He could only run up the hill, find his way, cut through the thorns, and then speed towards the nearby town. If you're in town, it should be easier to hide.

The nearest town is called Ulla, when Kevin taunted a bard before leaving, but he didn't expect to go back so soon, hoping not to meet him.

After walking for a while, Kevin finally climbed to the top of the mountain, and the stars shining above him were in the vast sky, which was also a good view. looked down, but saw that there was a firelight moving slowly on the official road in front of him on the right.

The people who came from the front, and they were moving slowly, should not be the pursuers behind, but only the travelers from the town of Ulla. But even if it's a traveler, it's very rare to come to a small mountain village, and it's a coincidence?

Kevin thought for a moment, his strength should not allow the Assassins to send more men. Three days earlier, the old priest had gone out for a meeting, and a man named Laurous had come in his place. But when Laurus and Linda arrived on the same day, I'm afraid it wasn't easy. Is it the old priest who came here now? But it's not his style to travel in the middle of the night.

Kevin looked up at the sky, and although the sky was clear, the clouds in the distance were moving in this direction. Tomorrow there is a chance that it will rain during the day, so the old priest can see it?

However, the other party must be an ordinary person, and people with a little bit of strength will not slow down like this.

It's okay to take a look, Kevin made up his mind, squatted down with his left hand to support the ground, and with a move in his spirit, a magic shield had been formed. The translucent shield can cover about half a person, and of course, its use is much more than just defending against attacks. At this time, Kevin's feet gently moved to the shield, his left hand still holding the control shield, and the knife in his right hand held to the ground.

Kevin even took a shield and began to slide. The hillside wasn't too steep, and the neighborhood had been casually observed when Kevin came. At this time, the road is muddy, and it is obviously extremely inconvenient to walk on your legs, and it is certainly faster to slide on a shield. Hold the knife in your right hand and slash the ground so that you don't let the slide go so fast that you lose control.

At the same time, the left hand can also control the hardness of the magic shield a little, so as to reduce the possibility of being caught in the mud or bouncing off rocks. But even so, sliding down the hill in the dark is still very dangerous, and Kevin would never do it if he wasn't in a hurry.

Whizzing all the way, it was halfway up the mountain in an instant. Feeling that the magic shield was already a little difficult, he immediately adjusted the hardness to make it softer, and strengthened the firewood knife in his right hand. The descent speed is immediately reduced, and then it slowly stops.

Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously wiped his sweat, shook his sore right hand, and changed his left hand to hold the knife and his right hand to support the shield. Kevin was already very proficient in this kind of early magic, and basically took a breath and came back to his senses. However, scraping the ground with a knife to brake is a laborious job.

After two breaks, Kevin had reached the foot of the mountain safely, and the fire was already not far from the right front. At a closer look, Kevin could finally confirm that this man was not an old priest. The face is not clear, but judging by his attire, he seems to be a bard.

Kevin thought for a moment, jumped out of the side of the road, and waved politely: "Hey!"

"Robbery!" the other party screamed, and the torch was thrown away.

"Don't run!" Kevin subconsciously smashed a magic missile into it, although it was only the power of the farmer's old fist, but at least it was a long-range attack. The other party was immediately hit in the back and fell into a dog eating.

Kevin took the opportunity to go over and asked, "What are you running for?" I didn't say I was going to rob. ”

"You...... It's you!" the other party turned over, and the two of them couldn't help but be shocked when they saw each other clearly. This man is the bard who was squirted away by Kevin in the town of Ulla, the one who talks about "Rex" in the tavern.

"What do you want to do?" After the other party found out that it was someone he knew, he became a lot more courageous, even if Kevin was carrying a knife, he was not very afraid.

"Uh...... It's okay!I'll come out and scare you, hahaha!" Kevin chuckled dryly as he put the knife away.

"You bastard, I can't get along in the Ula Tavern, and you're going to scare me here today!" the other party was furious.

"Well, I actually have a suggestion. Give me your garments, and my garments will be given to you. Kevin just calmly narrated, "It's more important to me, if you want money, I can give you some too." ”

"You're just joking!" the other party frowned when he saw Kevin's mess.

"Then I'll have to beat you up. Kevin put one hand behind his back, secretly condensing a magic missile behind his back.

"Hmph, you're going to beat up?" the other man rolled up his sleeves. It seems that in the face of bards, everyone has the courage to fight, even if they are also bards.

Kevin threw a magic missile in his face and the other man lay down.

Kevin himself was startled, he wouldn't be dead, right? Hurriedly went up to touch his nose, and found that he had just fainted, so he was relieved. Then he quickly took off his clothes and shoes, then changed them himself, took off his dirty clothes and threw them beside him. Looking at the sky, it seemed that it was already dawn, and for the sake of responsibility, it was better to find his torch and erect it beside him to prevent him from being bitten to death by a coyote.

Kevin is dressed neatly, since the other party has not chased after him so far, the official road should also be safe. Although there is a three-day journey here, the villagers usually do not rush at night, and there are usually wooden houses on the side of the official road to rest. The so-called three days are only three days. Kevin saves a lot of time by sliding down the hill and can be there early tomorrow morning if nothing happens.

The next morning, a rooster crow resounded throughout Sams Hill Village, and Laulu and Linda were ready to go. There is no doubt that the two of them are the Albatross and the Little Spoon of the Assassin Guild. The albatross learns that the priest is leaving temporarily, so Jack comes in under the alias of Laulu and pretends to be a priest, while Little Spoon comes casually as a traveler under the alias Linda.

Both of them are fans of Kaiwen, and they are curious and respectful of the author, and they don't want to stab them to death. So the two of them found a chance to chat with him separately, but the task still had to be completed. It's not that the Assassins' Guild hasn't issued outrageous and ridiculous missions, but almost no one complains, and that's the Assassins.

"It's time to get to work," Laulu crouched down, his fingers drawing a six-star array on the ground, glowing and colorful. One of the most commonly used contract summoning techniques in the mainland, Laulu is a four-star assassin in the Assassins' Guild, ranking 15th in terms of contribution. A Tier 6 warrior is also a Tier 5 magician, and knows a lot of light spells, earth spells, and summoning techniques.

Many high-end Assassins were versatile, and it is difficult to judge their strength by one standard.

However, the light dissipated, and a white fat pig actually appeared in the middle of the circle, looking fat and plump, full of 200 catties.

"This," surprised the little spoon, "where's your hound?"

"According to research, the nose of a pig is actually more sensitive than the nose of a dog. I trained a pig for this purpose, but today is the first time I have been fighting. Anyway, he's just a bard, so let's put it to the test," Laulu explained, pulling out a sock, "Come, smell, tell me, where is he?"

The white fat pig arched the pig's nose, shook his head from side to side, stretched his right hoof forward, and then stopped moving.

Laulu skillfully carried the whole pig and ran in the direction of the pig's trotters, explaining: "The pig is lazy, so I can only run with it." ”

The little spoon followed behind with a surprised face, although this picture was weird, but at this time the task was serious, and he didn't complain anything.

The two followed the direction of the pig's trotters and quickly came to the village tavern. It seems that this white fat pig is still very reliable, and the place where Kevin left for the first time yesterday was the tavern.

The two of them broke in like this, and it had just opened early in the morning, which frightened the village chief, who just subconsciously replied: "We don't buy this pig." ”

The two laughed dryly, and at this time the pig's trotters changed, and pointed out the door again, and Lauru immediately carried the pig out again, and the little spoon also chased away. The village chief was left with a surprised face: "The new priest ...... A pig killer?"

And the two of them came quickly to the hillside, and the pig's trotters pointed upward, apparently from where the other party had gone up the mountain. At this time, it was getting darker and darker, and it seemed that it was about to rain.

"There's obviously fresh footprints here," Little Spoon crouched down to check, "you're a really good pig." Except for being lazy. ”

"Let's hurry, if it rains heavily, the smell won't be easy to smell. Lao Lu carried more than 200 pounds of fat pigs on his shoulders, and he still walked like a fly, flying up the mountain. The 6th-order warrior already belongs to the level of two qualitative changes in fighting spirit, and many people will not be able to reach it in their lifetime. The standard of palace guards is 5th order, and at that time he told Start that the four palace guards were not his opponents, which was already very modest.

Of course, the two masters went over the mountain without any problems, and the pig also changed a hoof halfway, it seems that the right hoof is tired, and the left hoof is changed.

Up the mountain, down the mountain, the rain gradually became heavier, all the way back to the official road. Suddenly, the pig sniffed left and right, shook its head twice in succession, and finally stretched out its two hooves and pointed to one side of each side.

"What's the situation?" Little Spoon was surprised, "Is there really such a technique?"

"I think he should take off his clothes or something, put them on some kind of demon or something, and let him go in the opposite direction, in an attempt to disturb the pig's sense of smell," Laulu frowned, "Although we will inevitably be captured in the end, it will indeed delay a lot of time in the middle." It's okay, anyway, the two of us, just go to the other. ”

"Where are you going?" asked Little Spoon.

"Hmph, the most dangerous place is the safest place," Laulu looked back at the mountain village he had come, "he must have fled to the old place." It's easy to get away from us. ”

"Then you go back to the village, and I'll go to the town of Ulla," said the little spoon, and the man had disappeared into the rain, and Lauru carried the pig back.

It was only a moment before I saw a bareback man walking slowly on the road, seemingly carrying a few pieces of clothing in his hand. Laulu leaped and jumped directly in front of the opponent from the top of his head, accompanied by the sound of rushing water.

The other party was shocked and blurted out: "Pig thief?"

"Who are you?" said Laulu, without much nonsense, "Have you ever met Kevin Indon?"

"Who?" the other party was at a loss, although they had met twice, Kevin had never revealed his name to him.

"Have you ever seen a bard?" asked Laurius again.

"Yes! He knocked me unconscious, stripped me of my clothes!" the bard immediately complained, "it is disgusting. ”

"Do you know which direction he's going?" asked Laurous.

"I don't know. The bard shook his head, "He knocked me out and ran away." ”

Lauru was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at his pig, only to see the pig's trotters pointing firmly at the clothes in his hand. The other party noticed his gaze and couldn't help but explain: "This dress is too dirty, I don't want to wear it." ”

Laurus looked back and saw that it was very close to the village of Sams Hill. The official road in the middle doesn't seem to smell of Kevin, but since it's close, it doesn't hurt to go back and take a look. He still insists on the idea that the most dangerous places are safer, and he has carefully studied Kevin's novels, and he is very enthusiastic about similar routines.

Braving the heavy rain, Lauri rushed into the tavern with the pig on his shoulder. The tavern is run by the village chief's house, and this is the entrance to the village, so the first step must be to start looking for it from here.

The village said, "It's useless for you to carry the pigs back, I said, we don't take the pigs." ”

The pig's trotters turned upside down, and Lauri went out silently helplessly.

There were only about 20 households in the village, and in an instant, the specially trained white fat pig clearly "told" him that people were never in the village. Lao Lu was stunned in the middle of the village carrying the pig, and many villagers pointed under the eaves: "Alas! These days, we have to knock on the door from door to door to sell pigs!" "We are so poor that even the village chief can't afford to buy a whole pig, who can afford it!" ......

Laulu let out a long sigh and could only run back onto the official road. As a result, the villagers applauded warmly: "Fierce man, can't you sell pigs, can you resist going back to the town?" "Wow, this person is so fierce! Such a heavy pig, I will lie down after two steps." "Everyone applauds! The great gentleman said that this was a tribute to the fierce man!" ......

On the other side, the small spoon rushed straight to the gate of Ullah Town, when the rain was pouring down, and there were no pedestrians on the road. Only two guards stood in the shed on the side. Twenty paces away from the door, several garbage cans were piled together, watered by rainwater, and a lot of sewage flowed out, and the stench was bursting.

Some of these things will be harvested by farmers, but it will rain heavily today, and it is estimated that it will not come. A pile of garbage over there will undoubtedly affect the mood, but it is raining heavily at this time, and no one is too lazy to clean it up.

Little Spoon ignored all this, and asked the guards in the rain, "Did any bards come in the morning?"

"No!" replied the guard. Although she is a girl, she doesn't dare to underestimate it, and the speed at which she came at a rapid pace just now is not small.

"Or is there anyone in disguise?" asked the little spoon.

"No, no one came after the town gate opened in the morning. The guard replied, "There is only one gate in this town, and if you want to come, you must pass through it." ”

Little Spoon looked up at the wall on the side, although the earthen wall of the town was not taller than the city wall, it was also three or five meters high. At the level of an average man, it is still possible to climb over the wall, but it should leave traces, even if it rains. I trotted all the way around the outskirts of the town with my head up, and I didn't find anything.

Could it be that as the albatross said, the other party is in the most dangerous place and thinks it is the safest?

The two met again on the official road, and they were stunned, and they didn't need to say much to know the result. Neither of them came to fruition, and a mere bard was so difficult to catch.

"Your pig's trotters are still pointing in the direction of the town, is it too late to chase them?" asked the little spoon hurriedly.

"If he's really in town, it's too late. Laulu finally put down the pig on his shoulder, "There is a carriage in the town, and you can pay a dozen copper coins to get to the nearest city, where there is a teleportation point." As soon as we entered the waypoint, we completely cut off his clues. ”

The rain gradually stopped, and the two looked up at the sky, it was already afternoon. The two of them are fast, but this waste of time back and forth cannot be ignored after all. At this time, I am afraid it is too late. The world is big, unless he comes out with Kevin's name to tell yellow jokes, he really has to fight luck.

"Wow!," the little spoon shook the water off his clothes, "like a rabbit, although it has no combat power, and a careless let him run away, but it is very difficult to catch." ”