85_85536 Then the next day, the hunt officially began. The children of the nobles from all over the surrounding area, along with their retinue, headed deep into the forest. The group traveled lightly, carrying only bows and crossbows and hounds. The horses and luggage were left at the campsite. Half of the entourage stayed at the camp to look after the luggage, and the other half followed. William took a cursory glance, and there were about forty people in the entire team.

Michael was with several aristocratic teenagers he knew well. William noticed that they were talking for a while, and then looked at him. Then he laughed uncontrollably. The meaning was very obvious, I just wanted to see his jokes.

"What a joke. When Lao Tzu played with military bows and crossbows, I am afraid that a few of you were not born yet. Fight me?" thought to William.

He also noticed Miss Elise's appearance. It seems to be complaining that William tricked her into drinking bitter water yesterday. After Elise saw William again today, she didn't give him a good look. It was only when he passed by William's side that he said faintly:

"Well, then, give me a glimpse of your hunting skills, Mr. William. After saying that, she left with a few of her female companions, talking and laughing.

Today, Elise changed her outfit and swapped her slightly heavier dress for a lighter one. At the same time, he also wore a sword on his waist. The hair was tied in a ponytail. It looks handsome and refreshing. Of course, such a dress was amazed and praised by a group of aristocratic teenagers, as well as the envy and jealousy of the aristocratic girls.

"The little girl who wants to be too strong. William just smiled and shook his head when he looked at her. And then it doesn't matter.

"So, William, will you have a game, and see who catches more prey?"

After that, it seems that something was discussed with a few of his followers. Michael held his head high, walked up to William, and said in a slightly arrogant tone.

"You're wearing breastplate?" William glanced at Michael before bowing his head and plucking the bowstring.

"yes, that's something like you can't hold up. Michael said with a little arrogance.

"Anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that it doesn't make sense. William chuckled, "What do you want to do with this plate armor? grouse, rabbit, fox or deer? Look at the others, no one but you will come hunting in this thing." ”

Hearing William say this, Michael's face suddenly turned red again, and he said unconvinced: "If there is a bear, or a wild boar or other prey, I can-"

"Are you going to wrestle with him? Are you sure you mean it?" interrupted William, slightly surprised, "and there are no ferocious animals in this forest. At most, there are only a few wolves. But I'm sure those guys will be smart enough to avoid the hunters. So, ......"

"-You bastard!" Michael angrily took off his cuirass and threw it to the ground: "We'll see! I'll catch more prey than yours on this hunt!

"Not necessarily. William chuckled - just kidding, if he lost to so many hairy boys, it would be a joke.

With that, the group continued their way deeper into the forest. Bushes and weeds are also growing more and more luxuriant. In the grass and in the treetops, the traces of various animals are becoming more and more obvious. Many teenagers are a little eager to try.

Miss Elise saw that it was almost time, clapped her hands, and said aloud, "All right, gentlemen. Now spread out and capture your prey. Just be careful not to go too far. The hunt ends temporarily at noon. We meet on the shores of that little lake in the north. Is that okay?"

The aristocratic boys responded loudly, and then dispersed in twos and threes. When you have good friends, you get together. But it's more like William, a separate group. Because the more people there are, the greater the movement, and the more likely it is to scare away those prey.

"Alright, young master, let's hurry up. It wouldn't be good if he really lost to Michael's group. John watched as the people around him gradually dispersed. But William was still unhurried to adjust the bowstring, and couldn't help but say this.

"Too light. William, who was unable to make the short bow achieve the expected goal, frowned, sighed, and then said, "Then so be it." Well, let's go in that direction. As he said this, he pointed to the lush southwest.

While he was sleeping yesterday, he used his psychic reading ability to sift out some information related to the Black Forest from his diary. He knew that there was a small river in the middle of nowhere, and there were often animals next to the river, which was a very good hunting spot. And very few people know about it, so there's no need to be afraid of someone robbing him.

"Well, young master. Little John nodded in agreement. After that, the group thought about the southwest and walked over. There are also some prey such as grouse and hares along the way. Little John tried to draw his bow and shoot them, but William stopped him - before he got there, he could easily scare the animals away if he opened his bow for a while. At that time, the harvest will be much less.

Little John didn't understand though. But since the young master of his family said so, he had no choice but to be obedient. The group walked cautiously forward, trying not to make any noise—but the more William walked, the more strange he felt. He could already hear the rumbling of the river. But instead of increasing, the wildlife around them is decreasing.

"What's going on?" William felt in his heart that something was wrong. So he stopped the procession and observed it privately - the forest, the forest, the verdant vegetation. It doesn't seem like there's anything wrong -- no! It's so quiet here, it's not like it's in the woods!

William immediately closed his eyes, entered the psychic reading room, and brought up the period of contact he had just been in contact with, searching for suspicious places-

"Young Master?" Seeing that William stopped and didn't leave, Little John asked inexplicably.

"Do you usually have a lot of people coming to this forest?" asked William.

Little John scratched his head and shook his head again, indicating that he didn't know. William then looked at the other four attendants. One of the attendants replied, "Nothing." There are no hunters in the territory. The woodcutters were going to other woods to collect firewood. The hunters of the other realms did not dare to offend the baron, and if they were caught, they would be hanged. At most, a few poachers come here. ”

“...... Yes. William frowned, then asked, "Do any of you know how to climb trees?"

"I'll climb a tree, young master, I'll be able to climb a tree fast. Little John said with a smile.

"You go to that tree, about the left of the fourth fork, and see if there's anything there?" said William at once.

"Well, young master. Little John immediately complied, climbed up the tree, and after a while came down with a somewhat stinky grouse.

"Young Master, look at this...... It seems to be stuck in a tree branch, and it can't get down, and I don't know who shot it. There are arrows on it...... Shall we fool people with this? I'm afraid it won't work, right? This one stinks......

William ignored him: "Throw that grouse away, pull the arrow down and I'll take a look." ”

Little John was very obedient, and immediately drew the arrow, threw the grouse, and handed it to William. William took the arrow and looked at it. Then I saw that something was wrong. The shaft and feather of this arrow are crudely made. This does not count, the most important thing is that the arrow of this arrow is not iron, nor copper, but bone.

"Young master, this ......" Little John also sensed that something was not quite right. Scratching his head, he cautiously asked, "Is there something ......wrong?"

"Do we have such arrows in our area?" asked William, holding the feathered arrows of the bone arrows, to the other squires.

Several of the attendants looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.

"What is going on, young master, what's wrong with this arrow?" asked Little John in a whisper.

"Be careful from now on. William's expression became stern: "There's a good chance we're in trouble." ”

After the group had spoken, they continued on their way. Crossed the woodland and came to the river. On the soft river beach, William found more clues.

Even little John could see that something was wrong: "Horseshoe prints, and burned bonfires." I'm afraid someone has been here before...... But this is a forest, so it's inconvenient to come here on horseback. Our Marco stayed at the campsite......"

After inspecting these things, William grabbed a carbonized stick of firewood after the bonfire was burned, handed it to little John, and then turned his head and ran away impatiently: "Quick, go back! The hunt must be over right now! Damn it! I said I didn't want to be here, bastard!"

Although William's dominant consciousness has changed, the body is still the same body. The physique is not good, and there are many things to do in the past few days, and the energy is wasted. This run, it's a little out of breath. When little John saw this, he grabbed him and ran forward. As he ran, he asked William, "Young Master, is there anyone who wants to come over and make trouble?"

William replied. He only felt that Little John's strength was really amazing, and most of his weight was pressed on him, and his feet barely touched the ground when he ran, which was equivalent to him running with himself. But I can't see that I'm tired. I still have the energy to talk to myself.

"It's better not!" replied William angrily.

A few people ran all the way. There were aristocratic young men along the way, and William beckoned to them: "Hurry up and get together, something is wrong!

Although the aristocratic boys were skeptical, they still ran with them with the idea of being cautious. Soon returned to the place where the hunt had taken place. The aristocratic teenagers who went out have already gathered half of them. William didn't bother to wipe his sweat, so he said to them, "What about the others? Why don't they come along?"