Volume 1: The Witchcraft and the Enemies of a Thousand Years Ago Chapter 5: Greg Audrian

Alan couldn't comprehend what was happening in front of him. He couldn't think of anything that could emit such a strange light and disappear into the sky.

He straightened up, shook his hair again, his eyes widened, and he stared at the place where the light had just shone with a puzzled face, but no matter how much he looked, there was still no light there, and he could only see his own black reflection on the water.

This made him wonder if what he had just seen was a hallucination. But then he thought about it, it couldn't be, it couldn't be that Riel was hallucinating at the same time as him.

But what is that?

"Crackling", a drop of rain fell on Allen's head, interrupting his thoughts, Allen raised his face, and a few more drops of rain hit his face, cool.

It's raining. And the raindrops are so big, it looks like this rain won't be small.

He had no choice but to put away his thoughts and walk to the shore. Although he had to look back every few steps, the light he had hoped for never reappeared, and only the ripples of raindrops on the surface of the river remained.

By the time Alan was about to reach the shore, the rain had already begun to fall.

From a distance, he saw Rare's vague figure still lying on the ground, motionless.

Alan felt something was wrong, and a trace of unease passed through his heart, and he shouted and ran towards Riel without thinking about putting on his shoes.

"Riel, get up, Riel!" But Riel still lay on the ground, letting the cold rain hit him.

When Alan ran to Rare, he found that he looked pale, his lips were unusually blue-purple, and his breathing was weak.

Eren was so frightened that he suddenly lost his mind, after all, children of their age didn't have any experience in dealing with such emergencies, so he could only keep calling Rare's name while shaking Rare's body, but found that he couldn't hear it at all, and his body temperature was very high.

Tears began to roll in his eyes. After shouting for a long time, he finally woke up from the rain, and looked around, and found that there was a forest not far to the north, which could shelter him from the rain a little. He then sat down behind Riel, holding the upper half of his body in his arms, then firmly clasped Riel's shoulders with both hands, dragging him into the woods with great difficulty.

This is not an easy task for such a young child, especially for Allen, who is not known for his physical strength, it will simply exhaust him from exhaustion.

But the rain in the woods was much lighter, and they were all very tall beech, each of which had three Alan to hug so thick. He lay Riel flat on his back and gasped for breath against a tree.

There was silence all around him except the sound of the rain, and the darkness of the woods seemed to lurk in the depths of the woods, but he had no other way than to watch Riel die on the shore.

Allen's brain was in a mess, and he began to feel cold when he was soaking wet, after all, summer had long passed, and it was already October.

However, he didn't know what to do next. He tried to run home to find Mr. and Mrs. Connor, but he was too weak to worry about Riel. What happened to Riel? He didn't know. What awaits them? The only thing Alan can be sure of now is that they are in a terrible situation, and even Riel may die here.

Just when he was about to cry again, a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Yo, it's finally here...... Sure enough, I insisted on coming and checking every day. ”

Alan shuddered with fright, turned his head sharply, and saw an old man with a hood appearing behind a tree, slowly walking towards them.

He had a scar on the right side of his face, which didn't look kind at all, his beard, eyebrows, and uncovered hair from his hat were all grayish-white and almost connected, but they didn't look messy, as if they were constantly groomed, and in his left hand he carried a walking stick that looked a little old, and in his right hand he carried a magic lamp.

"Oh, he doesn't look very good!" The old man saw Riel lying on the ground, and walked up to him and circled around him, reciting a spell that Eren didn't understand, and then Eren saw that Riel, who was extremely difficult for him to move, floated up like a feather and drifted in the direction of the old man's cane, deep in the woods.

Maybe he was too tired and made Allen's reaction very slow, or maybe he was confused by what was happening in front of him, so he stood there at a loss.

"I think I'll find a better way than to stay here with you. The old man said.

But Alan didn't seem to understand at all.

The old man saw Alan standing still, and said to Ryernunu, "Why, do you want to see him die here?"

Alan understood this sentence and quickly shook his head.

"Then come with me. With that, the old man walked straight forward.

Eren was nervous because he didn't know the man. Remembering the phrase "don't have too much contact with strangers" that Mr. and Mrs. Connor often talked about, Alan didn't know whether to trust him or not. But there was no other way, Rare had been "kidnapped" by him, and he had no choice but to follow the old man nervously and walk deeper into the woods.

After walking a short distance, only about five minutes later, Alan noticed that the woods were slowly becoming less dense, and the old man suddenly stopped moving.

By the light, Alan could see that they seemed to be standing on the edge of a small open field, as the nearby trees had been turned into stakes.

At this time, I only heard the old man muttering a few more words, and at the same time the crutch was pestled to the ground, and Alan saw a fence wall suddenly appear in front of him. Inside the fence wall was a small extinguished bonfire with a small pot on it. Inside, there is a small wooden house.

The lights in the house were still on.

A small door opened in the fence wall, and Alan followed the old man inside.

The door to the hut was opened, and the old man moved Riel inside, and then walked in himself. Alan hesitated for a moment, then walked in as well.

The door closes automatically. Alan saw that the furnishings of the room were very simple: there was a table in the middle of the room, on which was a magic lamp, a teapot and a cup, and there was only a chair next to the table; on the left wall was a bed, on which Riel was already lying; as for the wall on the right, there was nothing but a window; and on the wall opposite him there was a simple fireplace, and the fire was very hot, and Alan did not know why the room was not lit together, after all, it was a wooden house; there was a small cabinet next to the fireplace, and the old man did not know what he was looking for。

Alan walks over to the bed and is surprised to find that Rare's clothes are dry.

"Don't worry too much, he'll be fine. The old man came over, still unremoved from his hood, holding a small weed that Alan did not recognize, and said, "This thing should help him for a while." ”

"Excuse me, his foot ......," Alan said worriedly.

"Oh, you mean the wound on his foot?" the old man removed the roots of the weed, smashed it in a small bowl, applied it to the wound on Rare's left foot, and rubbed the leaves into small pills and fed them to Rare, "It's caused by the dreaded coecanth, which is common in the Blue Lagoon downstream...... This fish is ugly, likes to burrow in the mud, is slow, has nasty spines on its back, and has venom in the spines that can paralyze the respiratory system, and although it is not fatal for a short time, it spreads very quickly, and I promise that the average person will not want to touch it. ”

Although Alan didn't understand the old man's explanation too much, it inexplicably made him feel a little relieved.

"But what I don't understand is, how did it end up here? The old man helped Riel put on the quilt, then sat down in his chair with a frown, and muttered to himself.

He was silent for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw Allen, who was still soaking wet: "Oh, sorry, poor boy, I forgot that you are still freezing." As he spoke, the old man pointed to the fireplace and motioned for Alan to go there to keep warm.

Alan had been worried about Riel's safety, and when he said this, he felt that his body was indeed very cold, and hurriedly ran to the fire and squatted down to roast the fire.

The old man smiled kindly at him, and with a flick of the cane in his hand, the teapot on the table automatically poured a cup of hot tea and brought it to his feet.

Today, I was frightened twice in a row, and I encountered such a series of strange things and an even more eccentric old man, which made Allen, who was already not good at words, even more unsure of what to say.

"Excuse me......" After a long while, after a cup of hot tea, Alan finally felt relieved, and then turned around and asked, "Who are you?"

"I?...... I'm Greg fishing from morning to noon, I'm Greg chopping wood in the afternoon, and now you can call me Dr. Greg Adrian. ”

"Uh...... Thank you, Mr. Audrian. Alan felt like he was going to be dizzy.

"Actually, I want to know, who are you two?" asked the old man, looking sideways at Allen.

"His name is Riel, Riel Connor," Alan said, gesturing to Riel who looked a little ruddy, "My name is Alan Paterna, and we live in the southernmost part of the town of Beya, not far from here. ”

"Patna!" Old Greg heard Alan say his name, his left hand tightened, and the expression on his face became a little subtle, as if surprise was mixed with doubt.

"No wonder...... It turns out you're Tim's child," he got up from his chair and slowly walked over to Alan, looking at him carefully with an incredulous look, "No wonder it looks so familiar!"