Chapter 56: The Feather at the Bottom of the Pool

Tom didn't really have amnesia after all, and soon remembered the cause and effect, and then he was very dissatisfied to settle accounts with Myer, believing that Mel had caused him to lose his treasure. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Mel scoffed at this, if it weren't for himself, I guess you stupid cat would have died of drugs.

As luck would have been, on the second day of his arrival in Ferro, a strange phenomenon happened to a hunter who inexplicably appeared in the town's square.

A group of people looked at the hunter and pointed.

Suddenly, the hunter woke up, looked at the crowd around him, smiled nervously, and then quickly ran in the direction of his house.

The crowd quickly dispersed.

Mel followed the hunter.

"Is there anything wrong with you, young man?" Maier did not deliberately conceal his intentions, so the hunter, despite his nervous state at the moment, quickly became aware of Maier's presence.

"Well, I'm a writer and I've traveled around in search of inspiration, and I've heard a lot about what happened to you in the town of Ferro, so I wanted to find out a little bit about it. ā€

"That's right, here's my Writers Guild proof. ā€

The hunter didn't know any writers' association proof, but looking at the fineness of the badge, the hunter believed that he was just a poor hunter, and no one would come to deceive himself with such a thing.

Because the benefits you can get from yourself are not comparable to the price of this badge.

"I don't know what you're trying to know, and besides, I still need to go hunting, so I probably don't have much time. "Hunters have their own minds.

"I just want to know what you were going to do before this happened, your surroundings, and if you can, I'd like you to take me there." ā€

"Of course, I'll compensate you for wasting your time, and if I can, I'd like to find a relatively quiet place. ā€

The hunter thought for a moment, then stretched out two fingers and said, "Two silver coins." ā€

Maier frowned, but agreed, and said, "After the experience, I'll give you a silver coin, and after taking me to that location, I'll give you the rest of it." ā€

"Deal!"

The hunter pointed to a hut behind him, and said, "In that case, then go to my house, only my wife and little girl are at home, and I will tell them not to disturb." ā€

Mel nodded.

"It probably started yesterday afternoon, after lunch, I went to the forest to clean up the traps, those traps I put in the early morning, the traps in the evening did not yield, I hope to have some good luck during the day. ā€

"I harvested a rabbit and a pheasant...... Until I reached the last trap, which was on the edge of a waterhole, with bushes on both sides and a mountain wall on the opposite side. ā€

"I suddenly felt a strange movement, and the direction of the movement seemed to be on the opposite side of the pond, but when I looked up, I suddenly saw that it was white, and then I found myself waking up in the town square. ā€

Mel gave the hunter a silver coin and said, "Take me to the waterhole." ā€

Based on the hunter's account alone, Maier could not draw any conclusions, for the hunter's words were only two words related to the reason why he fainted and appeared in the town square.

Abnormal movement, however, is normal in the forest.

The hunter and his wife spoke, and then went out with a bow and arrows and a sword, and Mel followed behind the hunter, with Drupa's loyal guards at Mel's side.

The hunter glanced at Druba with some envy.

"You're a good hound, but you're a writer and don't hunt, and this hound doesn't have much value to you, so I wonder if you can sell it to me?"

"I can get a good price. ā€

Druba sensed the hunter's intentions, and immediately bared his teeth at each other, revealing a fierce aura.

Mel shook his head and said, "I won't sell drupa, if you like hunting dogs, it's better to buy a hunting dog and raise it from a young age." ā€

"It's also true, only a hound, raised from a young age will be loyal. The hunter was an intellect, and when he sensed that Maier did not want to say more, he stopped looking for a topic and quietly led the way.

The road in the forest was not easy to walk, and the hunter originally thought that Mel would have a hard time, but he didn't want Mel to be able to follow closely without showing the slightest tiredness, which made the hunter look up.

"Mr. Writer, you must have been to many places, and your physical strength is really good. ā€

Maier nodded and said, "I've been to Sunset Town in the northwest, and I've also been to the Duchy of Orleans in the southeast, after all, I've also participated in knight training, and my physical strength is okay." ā€

There was a hint of jealousy in the hunter's eyes.

Of course, Mel did not participate in knightly training, and the Marquis of Condi did not let Mel participate at all, as if he was afraid that Mel would rob him of the light of his other son.

But as a magician, when the level increases, the physique will also improve to a certain extent, and Mel's current physique is not much different from that of the trainee knight.

Against hunters like this, it can be easily defeated without using magic.

Of course, this is in the case of a fair duel.

The reason why Mel said this was because he felt that the hunter might have a bad heart, and that he should not look too weak because of his wealth.

"Alright, Mr. Writer, the waterhole has arrived. ā€

Mel looked up.

The water is a little too clear, about two or three meters of waterhole, you can see the stones at the bottom of the pool, such a scene, if it is placed in Meier's previous life, it is a national treasure.

The hunter was not surprised, and kicked a pebble into the pool, causing a stir.

The fish under the water are frightened and jump in all directions.

"Mr. Writer, do you need my way back?" the hunter seemed to be expecting a share of Myer's income, which was much better for him to hunt.

Just by saying something and leading the way, you can earn more than hunting.

Maier shook his head and refused, he wanted to investigate the situation nearby, so he had to use some magic methods, leaving a mortal here would be inconvenient and unable to use his hands and feet.

The hunter walked away.

Mel said to the side, "Tom, follow this hunter and report to me at any time." ā€

Tom poked his head out of the way, and quickly followed the hunter in the direction he had left.

"Drupa, stand guard by the side. ā€

Druba immediately pricked up his ears.

Maier cautiously walked to the edge of the waterhole, his eyes moving back and forth around the waterhole, as if to see through the whole terrain.

Finally, Mel focused his gaze on the bottom of the pool.