"Here you go, Mr. Francis, the rye beer you wanted."

Vincent found Francis, who had finished his rounds, and handed him a dozen cold rye beers, "Can you hear the scarecrow?" ”

Francis nodded, it looked like Vincent had already been to the Harvest Tavern, "You've always wanted to find the Scarecrow, and luckily it has been following me." ”

After speaking, Francis pointed to the scarecrow standing peacefully in the wheat straw in front of him.

Vincent stood up slowly, a little unresponsive for a moment, and finally greeted the scarecrow at a loss; "Hello, scarecrow."

The scarecrow actually responded, but it was still in its characteristic difficult language; "Gollum."

Francis just wanted to explain to Vincent what this guy said that humans can't understand at all, Vincent was stunned for a moment, and then turned to Francis in surprise and said; "Mr. Francis, the scarecrow asked me to say good evening to you on his behalf."

Francis stood up in disbelief, and Vincent could understand the scarecrow?

I've always wanted to find someone who can understand the words of the scarecrow, but then I think it's unlikely that there will be one in this town, who would have thought that person was right in front of me.

If Francis had asked why Vincent's paintings were so good, he would not have even been incredulous at this time. Vincent could hear what the objects in nature were trying to express, their conversations, their joys and sorrows.

His brush wants to touch the canvas, and the paint knows where it should go. For Vincent, colors are lifelike, and he simply listens to them.

So when the scarecrow made an obscure grunt, Vincent understood what each tone represented.

"What an amazing talent." Francis lamented; "Help me ask why this guy keeps following me."

The scarecrow began to grunt in large successions, jumping in place from time to time, as if in a hurry to say something. Vincent nodded frequently, trying to understand what the scarecrow was trying to say.

I have to say that the grammar of what the scarecrow said is mixed, and it is still a little difficult for Vincent to understand.

"Well, Mr. Francis, it seems to be worried about its wheat field."

Francis said puzzled; "This wheat field has been inspected four times - this guy has been following me around, and it's safe."

"Bounty hunters, captivity, wheat fields, burning."

Vincent finally shook his head and told Francis that the scarecrow was just repeating those four words all the time.

Francis sighed, it seemed that even with the translation, humans still didn't seem to understand the meaning of the scarecrow.

Bang!

Just then, a gunshot rang out of the wheat field in the face of a guy dressed as a serious bounty hunter, led by the same men who had laughed at Vincent in the tavern when Francis first arrived.

The bounty hunter stared at Francis and said loudly; "That's right, I'm a bounty hunter, and I'm here to capture you and imprison you, and then burn this illegal wheat field sown by this monster."

The men who ridiculed Vincent were bought for their 'souls' by a thousand gold riel, betrayed Francis and the wheat field, told the bounty hunter Francis and the Scarecrow, and brought him here.

The bounty hunter took out the bounty announcement he received from the Holy See in the royal city and compared it to Francis's face, "Francis, the bounty of five thousand gold riel is to be captured alive in the royal city." He continued beautifully; Throw the scarecrow monster into the wheat field and burn it together, and Sheren is willing to use a thousand gold riel to solve the problem of a small town that resists cleaning the scarecrow. ”

"Samuel, you traitor!" Vincent shouted angrily, "You betrayed the town! ”

It turned out that the man who was ridiculing him was Samuel, and Samuel shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly and said; "You know a fart, after getting rid of the scarecrow, the harvest night of the province gave him an offering, the mayor is too stubborn!" Then he pointed at Francis and said viciously that he was a criminal who did not deserve to stay in the town, and would only cause trouble for the town in the future.

Vincent was speechless in anger, Samuel didn't understand at all. Without the scarecrow, how much wheat would have been lost in this disaster-stricken land. And without Francis, all of this year's harvest would not survive harvest night.

Francis took the black sword after protecting Vincent behind him, and at the same time maximized his mechanical heart, the circuits buried in the skin of his limbs emitted a more intense pale blue light, and his nostrils exhaled a galloping hot white steam, "Why do you think that with a piece of paper, I will obediently follow you?" ”

The bounty hunter looked at Francis who had strengthened himself in amazement, thinking about what an extraordinary derivative of this, but laughed and threatened; "If you resist, I can come to church under any name, and then it will be a pediatric to execute a few townspeople or something, and besides, I know where you have a very beloved daughter."

The bounty hunter relied on his connections in the church to take down Francis's bounty.

Francis hesitated, but the hesitation led him to make a big mistake, and the bounty hunter seized Francis's moment of hesitation and shot him in the body.

The opportunity passed in a flash, and the bounty hunter turned his gun to Vincent, "First of all, I am also a first-order mutant hunter, do you know the wolf totem, but unfortunately I can't fight you because the church wants to live." Secondly, if you try to resist again, this guy's head will not be beaten by you. ”

Francis endured the pain, unwilling but finally forced to put his hands behind his head, and said to Vincent at the same time; "Do as he says." At the same time, he gave the scarecrow a look and told him to hide in the wheat field to take care of himself. The scarecrow listened to Francis's words and leaped into the deep wheat grass, and the bounty hunter cursed, but now he couldn't catch up, so he had to give up.

"Mr. Francis..."

Vincent was anxious, but he couldn't help much.

Perfect doglegs, Samuel and his two friends listened to the bounty hunter's command, tied Francis with a thick rope, and cursed with spitting; "Mutant Miscellaneous..."

Vincent tries to stop them despite the danger, but is knocked to the ground by Samuel and tied up with Francis.

Francis was bleeding from the corners of his mouth and said to Vincent; "Tell me not to be a hero."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Francis, but we're not going to die."

Francis's wound tore at his breath, but his eyes flashed with coldness, and he said softly; "Some people will die, but it will never be us."

No one can hurt Elsa, not even threaten, this is Francis's absolute bottom line!