The lake forest was not bleak in the middle of the night, and the moonlight through the trunks and broad-leaved branches was mysterious and deserted, sparsely leaking out of the dense canopy, dotting silvery-white spots of light on the black humus.

The white-haired boy dragged the corpse wrapped in oil canvas and walked deep into the forest that had deviated from the forest path.

The heavy corpse was littered with rotting leaves and soft dirt, and it needed to be dragged hard to keep it moving forward and leaving a rather visible trail.

"The primeval jungle is outrageous."

The tropical jungle by the sea was humid at night, and Ian's thin linen clothes were mixed with sweat and moisture, clinging to his skin in a very uncomfortable way, and he had to pay attention to the dark green moss beneath his feet, which covered every part of the jungle, whether it was roots, stones, or rotten wood, and if he stepped on it, it would make people fall.

Ian dragged the corpse for a while, then he had to stop and rest, he wiped the sweat from his head with his cuffs, gasped, and couldn't help complaining: "This rotten leaf is at least a foot deep, I suspect I don't even need to dig a hole, just cover people under the leaves." ”

That being said, Ian still had a shovel with him, and he didn't plan to save that effort.

Ian knew very well that it was difficult to hide the traces caused by dragging Orsna's corpse, but the lake forest changed quickly, and everything would return to its original state in a few days, and he was not worried that the drag marks would be discovered, and even if they did, they probably felt that they were arched by a crazy boar.

At the beginning, Ian also thought about carrying the corpse, but not to mention the faster physical exertion of carrying the corpse, because of the pressure, he would be trapped in the too soft ground and rotten leaves of the lake and forest, and he would fall into a step when he walked, just like walking in the snow.

Amazingly, though, even though Ian had to rest for a while, he didn't feel 'tired of being unable to move' until now.

On the contrary, the more he exercised, the more he felt a steady stream of physical strength being released from the inside of his body, scattering into his limbs.

Ian touched his lower abdomen, thoughtful.

The grilled fish and venison he had eaten before seemed to be a source of strength, and the hot current flowed from his abdomen, so that he only needed to stop for a few breaths to breathe, and his whole body was full of energy again—and as he exhausted his strength again and again, and waited for his energy to return, Ian noticed that he was even sleepy, and his whole body was refreshed and his mind was more agile.

There is no doubt that this is the result of the abnormal digestion and physical conversion efficiency.

The food he ate quickly provided him with a great deal of physical strength, and it was with this that he had enough strength to reach the depths of the lake.

"But soon to be hungry."

Feeling the physical strength welling up in his body, Ian knew the price of this extraordinary energy, and he couldn't help but think about the future with some apprehension: "How much food is left at home?" I'm afraid I won't be able to eat a few meals. ”

"In the future, if I want to ensure my normal development and growth, I will definitely need more food......"

Fortunately, this is a coastal port, and there are many rivers and lakes nearby, so it is not difficult to catch fish.

But even so, finding enough food sources is a big problem for Ian, after all, you can't go to the fish market every time the Air Force buys fish, right?

Ian's destination was deep in the forest, on the edge of one of the small lakes.

One of the reasons is, of course, that it's inaccessible, but most importantly, Ian needs a lot of water to do something that's very important to him.

For this reason, he also deliberately brought a lot of tools in a bag of wheat, even if he had difficulty moving, he insisted on doing so.

Of course, even though the road was difficult and tiring, Ian didn't let his guard down.

This is also the reason why he was able to spot the bushes not far away in the first place, and there was a strange breathing sound.

A dark shadow lurked in the canopy of a broad-leaved tree on one side, and it was extremely hidden, moving silently, not even disturbing even a leaf.

If it weren't for Ian's awakened psionic energy, his facial features were more acute, and he noticed the slight movement of the moonlight not far away, he really wouldn't have noticed that shadow.

Without hesitation, Ian took a step back, and he reached out to grab the pitchfork behind him - he knew that he would encounter danger in the lake forest, how could he not carry a weapon?

Knowing that he had been discovered, the shadow was no longer hidden, and it swooped down from the tree, bringing a foul-smelling fishy wind, Ian heard a low guttural roar, and without thinking, he pushed Orsna's body forward and smashed it towards the black shadow.

The black shadow naturally didn't want to be hit by the corpse of an adult man, so it deftly stepped in the air, stepped on the corpse and jumped away, it landed firmly aside, but lost the opportunity to attack from a high position, so it stared at Ian viciously.

Clenching the pitchfork in his hand, the boy looked closely, and he saw a large mouth full of yellow-white sharp teeth, and a long tongue with crimson dripping viscous saliva.

A forest leopard.

This creature is very different from male and female, the ferocity and cruelty of the male leopard cannot be tamed except for being cultivated since childhood, and can grow to a shoulder height of more than one meter at most and weigh more than two hundred kilograms; The female leopard is petite, docile and tamable, with a maximum of more than 50 kilograms, and often hunts animals as a companion of the natives.

The good news is that this is a female leopard, and it is obviously underfed to weigh more than 30 kilograms.

The bad news is that killing a human cub by a feline predator is obviously the same as drinking soup - he is now estimated to be in his early 1.4 meters, and his weight is estimated to be half a pound and 8 taels with the other party.

"Whew."

With a breath, Ian gripped the pitchfork with both hands and the underside of the fork with one hand, so that he could hold it more securely and stretch out his thorn whenever necessary.

His eyes were focused on the leopard from beginning to end, and Ian could tell that the female leopard was afraid of herself, otherwise she would have attacked again long ago - and he knew that he could only defend, and in the face of a feline predator, he had no right to take the initiative to attack.

Unless......

Ian took a step forward, causing the leopard to hunch his back and watch out for the impending attack - but instead of what he expected, the boy flew up and kicked Orsna's body forward on the ground.

The corpse rolled up, the oil canvas wrapped around the corpse scattered, and the smell of blood and flesh overflowed, and the forest leopard was momentarily distracted, the smell of flesh and blood made it even more hungry, and its attention instinctively shifted.

And Ian clutched the pitchfork at the moment, staring at the distracted forest leopard in front of him.

He stepped forward.

And a golden light followed behind him.

……

The golden light followed it early on.

At that time, the sky was not dark, under the light of the setting sun, the summer heat was blowing, and the blue-gray clouds were slowly moving towards the west, and at the end of the sky was the dividing line between sea and sky, and scattered stars were scattered on both sides of this line.

A dim twilight hung over the Harrison Harbor sky, and the orange-red glow covered the sea and stretched all the way to the streets.

The old knight strolled through the deserted streets, his gray-brown eyes gazing at the sea and the setting sun in the distance.

The man looked very strong, his face was not particularly old, but his hair was gray and gray, and there were signs of premature aging.

It's been a while since he returned to Harris Port. Thanks to the storm eight years ago, many houses in the harbour were in ruins, and some areas were completely abandoned, and they have not been rebuilt until now.

Although he no longer has the strength he had gained many years ago, he can still do it just by staying in the city, hiding the traces of his existence, and living with them without anyone knowing.

The city that was slightly dilapidated in the sunset, and no longer had the glory of its heyday, made the old knight recall some things, and he was a little stunned.

Port Harrison, a small watchtower built in the Pioneer Era, has now become the southernmost port of the Empire, connecting the Flamelands and the Canaan Moore Sea Trade Route, and if it were not for the 'rebellion' decades ago and the storm eight years ago, it would have become the brightest pearl of the southern empire.

Once upon a time, men had placed more expectations on this port than anyone else.

However, with the passage of time, Harrison Port inevitably fell into stagnation like other cities on this land.

"Alas......"

With a sigh, the old knight shook his head slightly. I am indeed getting old, but just a little sunset, I will think about it.

Pressing his mind, he continued to stroll.

The port was the hardest hit by the storm and not many people lived here, but now there is no one on either side of the street, and only a little light can be seen at night, and it will soon be extinguished.

Hidden here, it's the least easy to spot.

But today, the old knight noticed something different, he smelled a faint smell of blood, which came from an old house, but the sound of breathing was only the voice of two children, one large and one young.

Raising his brow, he stepped forward and quietly came to the window.