"Tomera?"

Frank looked at the woman who walked in, his face surprised.

A woman with long black hair, a round face that is slightly chubby, a simple coral necklace, a dark red shirt and pants, and a strong smell of herbs on her body is standing in the doorway with an angry face.

Huck looked at the woman curiously, thinking to himself that this was the famous herbalist in the White Fruit Garden?

"Frank, you didn't tell me that a witcher was coming to the village..."

"Wasn't I about to send someone to inform you?"

The old man blushed and said with an embarrassed expression.

Huck was a little surprised, he didn't expect the old fellow to blush.

"Come on! If I'm a few minutes late, I'm afraid no one will see it! ”

Tomera glared at him angrily, and turned her gaze to the witcher: "You, you look a little young~"

Seeing the woman's hesitant and disappointed expression, Huck didn't know whether to be happy or sorry for her words.

I can't imagine that this herbalist still has the habit of ageism.

Noticing the witcher's somewhat displeased expression, the woman immediately sensed the problem with her attitude and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that..."

"I think," Huck smiled, not wanting to dwell on such a trivial matter, and asked straight to the point, "You are in a hurry to come here, you must be looking for me something, right?" ”

"Yes, I need your help with something."

The herbalist saw that he didn't care about the previous faux pas, and his heart was a little relieved.

"What's the matter?" Huck has a good impression of this woman who speaks up for the witcher, and he doesn't mind if he can help.

"That's right, I have a friend who participated in the battle earlier and has not been heard from since, and I want you to help him go to the battlefield to find his whereabouts..."

"Do you mean the battle two days ago in that glade on the hillside northeast of the White Orchard?"

Hearing the woman's words, Huck's heart moved, he had been to that battlefield.

On the way here, they saw many corpse-eating creatures running in the same direction, and the three of them curiously followed to check, and the tragic scene was still vivid.

"Yes, that's the place, I asked the village hunters to help, they said that there are a lot of ghouls roaming the battlefield and don't dare to go there at all, so..."

When the woman said this, her tone was a little hesitant, probably because she felt that it was a bit difficult to be strong.

"Do you want me to go find it now?" Huck frowned, the sun had set, and the night was when the corpse eaters were at their most active, and it was almost like looking for death to go now.

"I, I, it's been two days, and I'm worried that Morris won't be able to resist tonight..."

"It's been two days, if he was still alive, he would have come back a long time ago, and there is no news yet, it should be..."

Looking at Tomura's eager expression, Frank sighed, trying to dispel her unrealistic thoughts.

"No, he's still alive, Morris is a veteran, he knows how to survive on the battlefield, yes, he must be alive..."

Tomera interrupted the elder angrily, and the more she spoke, the more she felt that she was right.

"Ma'am," Huck had to speak, "whether he lives or dies, I can't go to him at night."

The young witcher stood up and spread his hands: "You can also see that I am young, I am not experienced enough, and my strength is limited. ”

Seeing that the woman still wanted to speak, Huck added:

"The battlefield is littered with corpses, attracting a large number of ghouls, and their abilities are strengthened at night, which I can never deal with alone."

"However, you are a demon hunter, and you specialize in dealing with monsters, Nannick said, you are very powerful..."

Seeing that the witcher was about to excuse herself, Tomera was a little anxious.

"If you are paid, don't worry, I will satisfy you, although I don't have much money, I grow a lot of herbs, if you need it, you can..."

"Ma'am, it's not just a matter of pay, so let's go, I have a teacher in the white orchard, I can ask his opinion and then give you an answer."

"That's it~" Tomilla was a little disappointed, but she could already see that the other party would never take risks for herself, so she had to ask helplessly: "So when can you act?" ”

"If the teacher agrees, tomorrow morning at the earliest," Huck couldn't bear to refuse immediately, but knew that there was little hope, "if you don't agree, you won't have to wait for us." ”

"Well, then I'll wait for you in the village tomorrow morning!" Tomera didn't seem to hear the euphemistic refusal in the witcher's words, and her eyes were still full of hope.

"Good night, Mr. Witcher, I still have to take care of those children, so I'll take my leave, and we'll see you tomorrow morning."

After the woman agreed, she nodded at Huck and hurriedly turned and walked out.

"Wait, does that Morris you're looking for have a puppy named Hu Long or something?"

Finally, Huck couldn't suppress his curiosity and opened his mouth to ask.

"What puppy? Morris hates dogs the most and doesn't have dogs. ”

Tomilla turned her head and looked at the witcher strangely, not understanding why he had asked the question suddenly.

"Well, it's all right, good night, Tomera!"

"Good night!"

The woman turned again and walked out.

The footsteps faded away, and finally disappeared completely.

"You just said she wasn't in the village?" When Tomyra was gone, Huck turned to look at Frank with a puzzled expression.

This old man is very bad, and he must be hiding something.

Frank smiled wryly, picked up the pipe on the table next to him, glanced at the burned cigarette cake, and put it down again.

"She didn't live in the village, so we built her a yard for her and her children, and the place was very remote, some distance from the village."

"Kid?" Huck had just heard Tomilla mention the child, and he couldn't help but ask with some curiosity, "Is her child or the village child?" ”

"No, it's the orphans she took in," the elder sat down and looked out of the house with a strange expression, "She set up an orphanage, and now she has 21 children. ”

"Twenty-one?" Huck gasped at the sight of this number.

Herbalists are not a very lucrative profession, and although they can ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing, they are responsible for the food and drink of 21 children.

"Can she take care of it alone?"

"Can't take care of it," Frank shook his head, "Morris is the one who helps her take care of the children." ”

"Demon Hunter, I really hope you can help her" The old man's expression was particularly sincere at this time, "Morris is a good man, he was captured and sent to the battlefield to protect the child, and I hope he is okay." ”

He sighed, and continued with a somewhat helpless expression: "However, as you can see, Tomilla has no money at all, and the village is the same now, and it is impossible to make up the bounty for the entrusted task, so..."

"So, you're just going to hide it from her and not let her know about my existence?"

Huck looked at the old man, didn't say anything more, and turned to walk out.

"I can't help it, the village can't afford to raise so many children," Frank whispered faintly behind him.

The young witcher didn't look back and walked straight out.

The onlookers had all dispersed, and only a few children were still frolicking at the door.

Looking up at the night sky, there was no sign of the moon or stars.

The night was as dark as ink, and there was not a single light in sight.