Chapter 20: The Hunter of the Owl
Although the Tosca region belongs to the glory of King Balotto, and the area is not large, the area is not peaceful at all, there are two groups of powerful bandits there, which make the people panic and make the people miserable, and the lord, who should have sent troops to suppress the bandits, fled from the lord's residence and ran to the castle in the mountains, enjoying his own blessings, thinking that there would be no danger when the gate was closed, and did not care about the lives of the civilians. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The so-called commission of the White Church is far from being as simple as Esin said, they saw the client riding a horse outside the cemetery, the client was wearing the robes of the White Church, his tone was weak, he tried his best to cover his face, as if he did not want to let the people of Fenitz see his face, according to him, they were a group of twenty people to protect the holy woman who was practicing outside to return to the White Church Church, on the way they were attacked by evil beasts, most of them were killed and wounded, because the place of Fasca was too small, there was no grave keeper, he ran all the way here, seeking the help of the grave keeper Esinγ Of course, this argument did not convince them, and he said that when they reached the village of Blau in Tosca, he would answer any questions. After some deliberation, the four of them decided to find out, not only for the large sum of money he had promised, but also to learn more about the secrets behind the White Church, an organization that was more closely tied to the Nameless God, in order to find a way to unlock the curse of immortality.
"This person is very strange, and I am afraid that it will be very dangerous at that time, so everyone should be careful everywhere to prevent accidents. Joan is still telling everyone that Joan, who is used to being alone, has a new understanding of the word companion.
"Sarya, what's in your box?" Finniz followed at the end of the line and saw Sarya carrying a square wooden box in her hand.
"This is my husband's medical kit, he is a doctor, I also know some first aid knowledge, I hope to be able to help everyone when the time comes, Joseph will also bless everyone. At the mention of her dead husband, Saliya had a mixed expression, containing self-reproach and nostalgia.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have reminded you of these things. Fenitz looked at her melancholy look and hurried to comfort her.
"Beautiful princess, I didn't expect me to have the same qualities as you," the blood knight Soltan took out an extremely simple book from the large bag behind him, with the image of the sun on the front of the book, "I don't have a good memory, but fortunately this book also lets me know that I am a knight of the Seven Kings and regain my honor." Saria's and Fenniz's eyes were immediately drawn over
Walking in the line, Joan turned his head and looked at the title page of the book, the name of the book was "The Seven Kings of the Seven Gates of the Seven Gates City", "But I have never heard of the place of the Seven Gates City in the West. β
"How come!" the knight's emotions suddenly stirred, "my lady, it is clearly written in the holy scriptures, you see, Your Highness the Princess." β
"Give ...... Knight Soltan, may the glory of the sun, well, always accompany you. Saliya looked at the handwriting on the book, "It's a strange way to write, the words read like ancient usage, maybe it's really an ancient country, Mr. Soltan, Miss Joan just said, there is no history in the West, but your country is not in the West, right?"
Soltan was immediately overtaken by Saria's gentle tone and the slight squint of her eyes and a smile, and began to praise her with words like "extraordinary wisdom," "profound knowledge", Joan did not continue to ask, she still had some questions in her mind, but now was not a good time to solve them.
The forest in the distance began to shake, and Joan knew that it was not a good sign, and soon all four of them heard it, and a rapid and continuous noise came down the air and the earth, "Hide!" Fenniz and Joan immediately pulled the remaining two into the bushes on one side, avoiding them and advancing their course.
"Is it a herd migration or a large group of people?" Joan was unsure.
"It's human, and it's not good. Fenitz replied at once, and even he did not know why he was so sure, and soon they saw a large army galloping towards them, with axes and scimitars in their hands, turbans around their heads, and black cloth covering their faces, leaving only a pair of eyes, their skin tanned, and making strange noises.
"The Diphni Gang!" Joan immediately sensed that something was wrong, "they are going in the same direction as us, and if they intervene, things won't be easy." Let's go!"
"Why don't you buy a horse?"
"Shut up!"
St. Gil knelt facing the wall, she had been praying all night, she thought her prayer had worked, because the pain in her lower body seemed to have lessened, but in fact she had knelt for too long and had not eaten, causing her body to be weak, and even her body was numb, and the sound of fighting and the light of the fire outside were gone, leaving only a deathly silence. She rested against the wall with her hands propped up, she didn't know how long she slept, she heard the sound of horses' hooves, she felt that she was about to be saved, her legs were still unconscious, she crawled with great difficulty, ignoring her white clothes, towards the door, she popped her head back in an instant, despair spread in the heart of the saint, it was not the rescuers of the church, but the three robbers, their conversation slowly reached her ears, making her even more frightened.
"Could it be that they did it, I remember that they only burned the house, and did not kill people, how could they all kill the villagers. β
"Whatever, there's an unburned house in front of you, and the boss told us to check it out and see if there's anything left. β
"What is left? There will be nothing left for us. β
The figure of a robber appeared at the door where Jill was hiding, and shouted, "Come here, there's a woman!"
"Haha, it looks like there's still something to play. The three people outside let out a disgusting laugh.
Jill is spotted before she climbs into a corner, and she begins to tremble nervously as she waits for her own end.
I heard only the laughter stop abruptly, and then the sound of weapons falling to the ground and people falling. When Jill looked back, he saw a man with feathers, a bird's head mask on his face, a black scimitar in his right hand, and a dagger in his left hand, which was dripping with blood, and this man had killed three people in an instant, without knowing whether they were friends or foes.
The man walked in and said in a mature female voice, "I'm the Owl Hunter, call me Kate." β
"My name is Jill, you're not here to kill me, are you? β
The woman who called herself Kate put away her weapon, "I only kill crazy people, don't worry, I'm just passing by." β
Kate saw the blood on her pants and hurriedly said, "I just gave birth." Suddenly she seemed to remember something, "Do you see my child?"
Kate picked up Jill and made her sit on the haystack, took off her feather cloak and put it over her cold bare feet, and looked at the girl's pale and tired face, "Child, you're still a child." β
"Ms. Kate, do you see my child?"
Kate took out a bottle of incense and placed it in front of the saint's nose, "It's so fragrant." β
"Get a good night's sleep first. β
"But my child,"
Kate told Jill to lie down, the incense worked, and she fell asleep.
"White Church, what have you all done. β