"Thank goodness you got her back!" the obese proprietress clutched K's black gloves with both hands and thanked her heartily, "There are fewer and fewer people alive in this village, and we really don't know what to do without her." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"I don't see you guys doing this. K rubbed her chin and looked at the fat proprietress as her first impression was that she was rude and unreasonable. The proprietress ignored K's slightly sarcastic words and handed him a small bag, which K took and found that it contained more than a dozen bottle caps.

"I know that fog chasers don't work for nothing, and you deserve it. The proprietress said.

"Well...... Thank you. "Windfall, but still too little. "It looks like you're having a hard time. K wanted to probe and see if there was any work to be done. After coming to the south, his life became more and more difficult, and he was desperate to find some work to earn some living expenses.

"Yes, the people in the village are always decreasing, needless to say, it must be the fog beast that eats them. But fortunately, you have been merciful enough to solve them, and life should be a little better in the future. ”

"Don't take it lightly, they'll come back at any time. That being said, he couldn't help but become depressed when he realized that he had lost his money because of his kindness. He should have made a good price, yesterday's battle cost him a lot of precious bullets.

At that time, he had just finished eating rat meat, and as soon as he went out, he smelled a thick fog. So he drew his silver sword, wrapped in black cloth, and slammed the pistol into the mercury bullet, and slowed his steps, following the source of the stench. It was a smell that only people like them could smell, a smell derived from their prey.

He followed all the way to the abandoned train station. He "smelled" three fog beasts roaring and wandering on the platform. Blue eyes allowed him to see his prey through the fog, and he saw the beasts gathered around a certain body. He thought the man was dead, but found that the man was still breathing, and the Mist Beast was not attacking.

The first time he encountered such a thing, he should have quieted down and observed the record, but he chose to attack to save people's hearts. He whispered some kind of incantation, and the silver blade began to shake slightly, as if the moonlight reflected on the sword, and the runes engraved on the sword emitted a faint light, like a bright lamp, expelling the surrounding fog. The fog beasts finally took shape under the light—they stood on their legs, their fangs and claws, their elven ears standing high, their vicious eyes looking at the uninvited guests in front of them, hunched and ready to attack.

"Go to hell, **** raised. K raised his hand and fired, and six mercury bullets poured out of the muzzle of the revolver, two of which were in front of the body of the fog beast, and the rest of the bullets were missing—his shot had always been terrible. Fortunately, two bullets were enough, and the highly toxic mercury quickly eroded the monster's body, and it wailed, and finally fell to the ground, dissipating into a thick fog.

The remaining two fog beasts lunged at him: the faster one raised its claws to attack the black-clothed mist chaser, and K raised his sword to block, shaking his hands numb. His sensitive senses warned him of his next attack, and K pushed his sword forward, slicing off his opponent's claws, and then immediately rolled to the right, dodging another charging mist beast.

The fog beast with its claws cut off was still wailing, and K swung his silver sword from top to bottom, slicing it in half. Before the monster could be wiped out, K immediately attacked the remaining mist beasts. He dodged his clumsy claws, ducked his vicious fangs, and stabbed the silver sword straight into the monster's back as he turned. A scream that tore through the air rang out, and the mist beast fell to the ground, turning to dust, and the fog gradually dispersed.

It's not over yet, not yet. He held the silver sword and cautiously approached the man lying on the ground. A girl, the girl who delivered rat meat. He pointed his sword at the tip of her nose, and anyone who came into contact with the fog could develop a lesion, become a beast, attack old friends, and disappear into the fog. No mercy, expulsion threats. This is the aphorism of the fog chaser.

But K eventually put away his sword, and he picked her up, hearing her even breathing. She just fell asleep.

It doesn't matter what kind of people they are, bring them back. The girl was special, and reminded him of a mission, the task that the Mist Chasers had to carry for eternity.

"How's that girl?" asked K.

"Girl, do you mean Nana? Oh, thanks to you, she's so good, she's asleep now. The proprietress said with a fluttering eyebrow, but then expressed her uneasiness. "Nothing will happen to Nana, right? I've heard that people who have come back from the fog are a little ...... No, no, I'm not suspicious of her. But, it's always good to be a little defensive, right?"

"She's fine, I promise. K said, "But, I want to meet her......"

"Hey, sir, are you serious? Is that girl okay?" Someone suddenly interrupted K's words, and he turned his head to see that it was the guy with only one mechanical ear. He had a shaved head, a high nose, and the mechanical ears looked extremely incongruous on him. From him, K sensed something strange.

"Well, she's healthy. Through the Silver Raven Mask, K cautiously looked at the man named Shunfeng.

"Thank God!" said Shunfeng Ear, very happy, "God will thank you, Misty Chaser." ”

"Thank you for your blessings, but unfortunately I don't believe in God. "If there really is a god, why didn't he come to save his people?

"That's a shame that he's always there for us. Shunfeng gave an awkward salute and left the bar, looking very happy. As he passed, K saw his shocking wound, his ear seemed to have been cut off entirely, and the wound was deep and large...... It's like being slashed with incredible precision by a sword.

"Why doesn't he have ears?" asked the proprietress as Shunfeng left.

"Oh, his ears were gone when he came here. He said he had been a soldier and had been cut down on the battlefield. ”

"It's strange where there is still a war these days. K is skeptical.

"yes, yes, we think so too. The proprietress chimed in, "Everyone thinks that his ears are lost by gambling." Why not, he's an alcoholic and a liar. ”

That's right, drunkards, liars, these people can't afford a mechanical ear. K pondered that this cripple was far more complicated than it seemed, but fortunately he would soon leave this place and have nothing to do with this person.

"I want to meet the girl, can you take me there now?"

"Now?" the proprietress looked a little embarrassed, "Nana is resting, isn't it okay to disturb her? No, I mean, maybe you can wait a while......"

K was fed up with the nagging of the proprietress and took out a dozen bottle caps from the money bag and threw them to the proprietress : "Please wake her up and tell her that there is a gentleman who wants to see her." Five minutes later, okay?"

The proprietress looked at K suspiciously, poked the cap of the bottle with her hand, and after confirming that it was true, she lowered her head and smiled: "Okay, okay, I'll go now." With that, he climbed up to the attic.

A few minutes later, K sees the girl he had saved.

The girl sat listlessly on the edge of the bed, her hair loose over her shoulders. There was a bowl of muddy porridge on the floor, which seemed to be dinner for the girl. Well, it seems that the proprietress has taken good care of her.

When the girl saw K, her eyes suddenly lit up, "Hey, it's you!" she shouted, "You saved me that day!"

"That's right, kid. Thank you for remembering me. K smiled, if the girl could see through the mask. "Hostess, let's go out and we'll talk alone. ”

"Sir, you know, it's a bit ...... to have you alone."

"20 bottle caps, please go out for a while, okay?"

"A bottle cap for a minute. The proprietress said.

"Good!" K waved his hand impatiently and kicked the proprietress out.

"Bad. The girl grimaced at the proprietress who went out.

"Well, it seems you don't like her?" K sat down on the girl's bed, as if sitting on a rock. "Oh, it doesn't look like you're sleeping very comfortably. ”

"Of course, I'd rather sleep on the floor. ”

K looked around and saw that the small cubicle was filled with all sorts of knick-knacks. There were clay dolls, crappy paintings, and what surprised him most was that there was a bookshelf made of iron rods and linen in this small place. Most of the books above are worn and broken, but there are many types. Geography, Fiction, History, Herbs, Magic......

"You collected all this?" asked K, surprised.

"Well, they're all scattered on the ground. Finding them is not easy. The girl said proudly.

"Hey, this is Evans's Dragon-Slaying Diary! This is the first edition, I've been looking for it for a long time!" K excitedly picked up a book with a painting of a flaming dragon on the cover.

"Evans is my hero! I dreamed of traveling the world like him!, but ......," the girl's eyes darkened, "I'm locked up in such a small underground with fog and beasts on the ground. Maybe I won't have a chance in my life......"

"Well, it's realistic. K commented, gently flipping through the dusty book with her hand. "Remember the battle between Evans and Darell?"

"Of course. Evans and his party were besieged by the black dragons on top of the tower. The dragon's breath splashed around him, and the children of the black dragon screamed and wailed. The Lord of the Black Dragon, Dareel, made them kneel before it. The dwarven Droger threw down his great axe, and the elf Mura dropped his bow and arrows. The knight Saladi took off his armor and wailed and wept. Only Evans sat quietly on the side, wiping his dragon's blood-stained sword. He said......"

"Don't be afraid of the road ahead, shine your sword forward. K half-crouched in front of the girl and slowly took off her mask. A shocking scar on her left eye was displayed in front of the girl's eyes. "You know the story well, don't you?" he spread out the book and placed it in front of the girl's knees, Evans's words standing out.

"Don't be afraid of the road ahead, shine your sword forward. The girl's slender fingers ran over the words and whispered them. She looked up, her resolute eyes meeting K.

"Take me away, sir!"

"Hey, I didn't say that. K clapped his hands and stood up, "The boss lady must not beat me to death." ”

"Unless......" he clasped his hands over his chest, surveyed the girl's small body, and smiled mysteriously, "you slip out yourself." ”