Chapter 22: A Snowy Night in the City of Constantine
readx; As dawn approached, Furcy finally reached the outermost extension of the snow circle. As the book says, there are only three kinds www.biquge.info of trees in the snow circles, and now in front of Furcy are countless upright cedar trees. Oridon, a secondary herb that can be used to stabilize the production of low-level potions, this herb is the mission that Foxy came to the Winter Forest this time.
Foxy looked around, the eastern sky was already glowing with a faint light, and soon the city of Constantine would usher in a new day. Thinking of this, Foxy couldn't help but speed up his pace, he only had half a day to use on the way back, and Galileo was happy to play tricks on him.
The snow dodo flapped its wings and flew up from the branches, looking like something was disturbing their rest. This is a type of bird that is common throughout the North, and they have decent explosiveness and also have decent endurance, so they are qualified to survive in places full of enemies. And this time it was none other than Falcy, who was speeding through the dense forest. This time, Foxy did not dodge and detour from time to time as he came, but ran directly in the direction of the open space and ran as fast as he could, this time his time was really running out.
"There were a lot fewer people who came out to forage during the day, and only after running away did they see a few wild boars with giant teeth. Furcy looked at the gray sky and then behind him. He'd shaken off the heavy boars, but he couldn't shake off the thick clouds that were closing in the sky.
"It looks like there's going to be a heavy snowfall today. When he thought of the snow, Furssey's mind was reminded of a conversation he had with William on the street on a snowy night in Constantine. At that time, he was so confused about the world, how naïve his thoughts were, and how simple his heart was. It's just that just a short year has passed, everything has changed, and putting aside the initial childish ideas, what Furcy doesn't regret is that he chose to take the path of becoming stronger for revenge. On such a path, he gradually found the motivation to live, he understood the law of strength and weakness in this world, and he met many different people. Most importantly, he also found his own faith – his heart. And the reason for all this, including the fact that he was now running in the Winter Forest, was because of that snowy night in Constantine.
"Fate is like that sometimes. Furcy sighed as he climbed over a fallen tree. His eyes kept scanning the surroundings, and the more relaxed and smooth the moment, the easier it was to let down his vigilance, and the most dangerous moment.
"There's movement in the rear right. Francie glanced quickly to the right of the rear, where there was a dense bush, and his view was greatly obstructed. So he didn't know what was approaching him, but whatever it was wasn't a friend. As long as it's not a friend, then he doesn't need to give too much knightly mercy and mercy.
Furcy was still running at top speed, but he had taken a different route, and he had slowed down slightly. The reason he did all this was to see what kind of creature was chasing after him.
"Dark green eyes, hordes of attacks. How could there be a night wolf at this point?!" Foxie cursed in his heart, but his speed increased even more. Compared to the Winter Bear or the Grey-spotted Snow Leopard, a single Night Wolf can be said to be a middle-to-low existence among the first-order demonic beasts, they have neither the climbing ability of the snow leopard and its sturdy skeleton, nor the powerful attack ability and thick fur of the giant bear, in a one-on-one situation, Elsey can point out at least four or five first-order demonic beasts that can defeat them. But as the book says, the Night Wolves only come out in packs, and their most powerful attack is to rely on numerical superiority.
"This one looks like a stalking wolf, and the wolves are still behind. "The night wolf pack generally allocates different numbers of tracking wolves according to the size of the population, and then the wolves track the wolves according to the scent left by the tracking wolves. When the prey can't escape, that's when they start attacking. The first few times Falsey had suffered the heavy losses of the wolves, and in the end he could only rely on other magical beasts, or climb tall trees to get rid of them.
"This time, I'm going to have to solve this problem in a different way. Foxey drew his dagger and saw a stout Stockholm oak tree in front of him, and he had a plan of his own.
The sky was still grayish-white, and the snow had not yet fallen, and the more this happened, the more it proved that when the snow fell, it must have been extremely huge. Hiding behind the oak tree, Foxy held his breath as he glanced up at the sky, and if he was dragged by the wolves for too long, it would not be good if he encountered heavy snow.
When the night wolf chased it to the vicinity, he found that he had lost all traces of Felsey, and he slowed down his pace. These Warcraft survive in such a world of the jungle, and they have to be careful themselves, neither humans nor Warcraft can simply have the right to live.
As a wolf, the night wolf's sense of smell is definitely not very sensitive, but it is definitely not comparable to ordinary magical beasts. It's just that Falsey was prepared early in the morning, and when he came, he brought a bottle of potion that could mask his smell, as long as he sprinkled this potion on his body a little, it should be no problem to deal with this night wolf whose sense of smell is not abnormally sensitive.
Due to the strange smell in the air, the Night Wolf could not determine the exact location of Felsey, and could only move slowly in the direction of the oak tree in which Felsey was located. It didn't know where Fercy was, the animal's intuition told it that there was prey it was tracking, but that intuition also told it that there was danger. In fact, it doesn't need to probe, just wait for its wolf pack to catch up, but it doesn't know if the prey is still waiting.
Falsey didn't think as much as the night wolf thought, and he didn't have much time left. With the ability to suddenly trigger last night's near-death, Foxy could vaguely sense that the night wolf was approaching, but he didn't know how far he was from the wolf.
"No matter!" Foxie gritted his teeth, and if he waited any longer, he dug a hole and jumped on his own. If he is besieged by a large group of wolves in the night, he can only wait for Galileo to appear in front of him again.
With the explosive step and the extremely fast cut, Furcy can now master the connection of these two skills very flexibly, and his current physical strength and the energy accumulated in his body are enough to support him to use these two skills more than once. Just as Falsie had rushed out of the oak tree, he saw the night wolf, which was still about a dozen paces away from him, and it was just the right distance for Furcy.
During his previous time in Constantine, Foxy not only learned the knightly way of fighting, but in order to better hunt in the forest, he deliberately found Hazen and learned some basic moves of the Assassins. Haysom was happy to teach Vesey some techniques, such as how to cut his throat at an angle, how to pick up tendons smoothly, and how to kill him with a single knife. When dealing with Warcraft in the wild, the dagger can often have unexpected effects, and the standard broadsword has become a weapon that can only be used in desperate times.
The Night Wolf finally reacted, after all, Foxie's speed was not exaggerated. But even so, Furcy had already completed his cut, and now Furcy was less than four steps away from the wolf, and four steps was exactly the distance at which he could use a blistering cut. Rapid cutting is to use the energy in the body to quickly stimulate the muscles of the legs, so as to achieve the purpose of instantly changing direction or quickly cutting into the enemy's side. This skill has high requirements for the bearing capacity of the body, especially the legs, although it can dodge or attack instantly, but it is also considered to be a skill of "injuring a thousand enemies and damaging eight hundred".
When the wolves arrived at the scene, they only found a tracking wolf that had just died, and Fursie's figure had long since disappeared in some direction. In fact, this situation was decided when Foxy cut into the side of the night wolf, who was an assassin and not a knight.
In fact, Furcy could have solved this matter in other ways, but he wanted to test his ability to fight in such a situation. Although this seems cruel, the law of this world is like this, you can be merciful, but you can't be sympathetic to the flood, the bottom line of all this is life. In fact, all this is not complicated to say, he let go of the Winter Bear because he knows that this big guy will not trouble him again, but if he lets this night wolf go like this, he does not dare to guarantee whether he will have a chance to get out of this forest.
"I didn't expect you kid to come back so soon, and that big bear didn't bother you anymore?" As soon as he walked out of the familiar Winter Forest, Foxy saw Galileo wearing the wizard's robe of the "Wizard's Camp", and his face still had that somewhat playful smile on his face. Francie habitually ignores this expression, Galileo looks serious, but in fact he is an out-and-out "old urchin" at heart.
"Let's go, I've picked up all the winter flowers you wanted. Francie walked over to Galileo, then looked back at the Winter Forest behind him, perhaps before long he would say goodbye to the forest. Maybe twenty or thirty years after goodbye, he will return to this forest, but by then everything should change, at least he will not be the weak boy he is now.
The purple magic array lit up again, and the two figures standing in the clearing disappeared in place again. At the moment when Furcy left, he saw a white snowflake fall on his nose, and the first official snow in Constantine had finally arrived.
On a snowy and cloudy winter night, there was no starlight, but Francie still stood in front of the window of his room and looked at the city of Constantine, which was once again covered with snow. After today, and until the beginning of the next spring, the city will be what it is today, which reminds Flusse of another empire that once appeared in this land, the empire of St. Peter. It was the first empire in history to dare to put the word "holy" in front of the name of the empire. It's just that this empire is too far away for either Furcy or Byzantium, as early as Ragnarok, this huge empire collapsed with the fall of the World Tree, and it left only a few things in history, one of which evokes Furcy's memories - the Winter Palace.
The Hermitage was the imperial palace of St. Peter's Empire at that time, as well as the temple of the Empire. At that time, the St. Peter Empire believed in the three major gods - the god of the sea, the god of war and the goddess of ice and snow, and legend has it that the gods had blessed the empire, so there have always been a large number of ice and snow mages and holy strikers in the St. Peter Empire. But no matter how powerful a man is, he can't withstand the war between the gods, and the beautiful Winter Palace, which is like the abode of the gods, is still reduced to ashes in the flames of war. The mighty men of St. Peter's empire were wiped out of history after being killed and wounded in the Battle of Ragnarok, and the next empire to take over the north was Byzantium a thousand years later.
"Time flies so fast, and in the blink of an eye, a year has passed. At this time, Foxy heard the voice of William, who had not been heard for a long time, and he had been running for more than two months for the matter of the blood fountain. He didn't do a good job of hunting Oissino last time, and the two-month rush can be regarded as a small punishment from Lorangaros, after all, the turmoil in Constantine has not completely passed, and the appearance of the blood fountain should attract more people to gather in the city compared to the "bloodbath" plan.
"I'm no longer the ignorant teenager I was when I was at the beginning, and I can understand what you did at the beginning. Furcy didn't look back, a year is not a matter of people, but everything around him has indeed changed dramatically. In this life, Foxey gradually realized that William's steps in the Inquisition were difficult, and William had to bear far more responsibilities and pressures than he did. The name "Heide Wootz" now brings not glory, but trouble that follows.
"Actually, there are many things that your grandfather and father expected, and they handed you over to me in the hope that you could wait for the arrival of Galileo Magior. Also, your father said something before, and I think I should be able to say it to you now. "William and Furcy stood side by side. Only then did Elsey really feel that the man next to him was a little old, although his body still exuded a faint murderous aura and the coercion from the strong, but Elsey was able to face all this calmly.
"Is there anything else my father said?" at first thought that his father had just let him use William's power to make himself strong and possess the power to take revenge. It was his naivety to think that William didn't know anything, and that he had deceived the inquisition's special affairs, and in fact William knew everything for a long time. As the days passed, Furssey gradually realized that the family was not as broken as he imagined, but that the broken Heidhwutz was connected by another method.
"Your father has placed you in our Inquisition in order to make you a springboard to one day officially join the most powerful organization hidden in the dark. William still seemed to speak in his calm tone, but Foxey still heard the concern. The Inquisition's role as the "shadow of God" was not as simple as it seemed, not to mention Foxie, and even William could not see through this shadow. William feared that Furcy would become even more shady and unforgiving when he joined the Inquisition, a force that had the power to completely change a person.
"You don't need to worry, if I join the Inquisition, I will be at the center of that vortex and command everything. Furcy knew that the Inquisition was dark, but in the face of such a challenge, Furcy did not flinch in his heart, and this is his self-confidence, which comes from the self-confidence gained on the way to getting stronger.
I hope you will always have that confidence, but remember not to let it turn into unnecessary pride. William patted Furcy on the shoulder, the fourteenth head of the Heidewutz family, who had finally begun to show his ambitions on such a snowy night.