He said he was looking for food, and he went that way. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Hekate raised his little hand as he spoke, pointing in the opposite direction of the lake where Lucia and Lamech had slept yesterday.

"Looking for food?"

Lamech breathed a sigh of relief, if he was looking for food, it would be fine, and the reason why he came back late was because he couldn't find any decent food nearby.

"Really, if you can't find it, I'll come back early, isn't it past lunchtime? ”

There was no way, Lamech could only continue to ask.

"When did he go?"

The answer he received left Lamech dumbfounded.

"I don't know, maybe it's before dawn. ”

After thinking about it, Hekate added.

"Jonathan was a little weird this morning, like he was enduring something. ”

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There are so many places to complain, and Lamai is sure that this is not looking for food at all.

Although there are some early birds that eat insects, but this is too early, and they have to start preparing lunch materials before dawn, are they planning to hunt gala crocodiles? Unfortunately, this world does not need food hunters.

And it's clear from the phrase 'like he's enduring something' that Jonathan clearly has other reasons.

"Oh, Jonathan is very diligent today, is this the so-called early bird with worms?"

"That's weird!"

Lucia reacted a beat slowly, Lamai had already finished explaining in her head, and she didn't bother to say it again, she said it directly to Lucia.

"Something must have gone wrong on Jonathan's side, let Hekate look for it from the sky. ”

Although she didn't know much about the situation, Lucia cooperated with Hecate's instructions.

Time rewinds a little towards the morning, back after Jonathan left the camp.

Surrounded by a mess of trees that he had never seen before, it was obviously not near the camp, Jonathan couldn't remember or know how he got to such a place, his consciousness was in a hazy state.

"Woo....... ”

With a low howl coming from his throat, Jonathan's wrapped hands clenched his arms hard, but even the pain couldn't contain his current condition.

Laughter was about to overflow from his mouth, and the unwarranted ecstasy wanted to be vented, and Jonathan could feel the bloodthirsty desire that even humanity and reason could overpower his brain.

It began at dawn, when the familiar madness woke him from his slumber and lied to Hecate, who opened the carriage door and looked at him at some point, and Jonathan fled.

It's not the first time I've felt this way, it's been like this since I picked up a life, but it's usually just an auditory hallucination, and the last time I felt a change in myself so clearly was when I was in distress in the ruins of Macentonia.

That time, when he woke up from the madness of that changed person, he didn't lose his memories halfway, and the bloody and cruel scenes and the excitement that remained in his mind made it impossible for Jonathan to use 'another personality' as a reason to escape.

That cruel thing was himself, losing to Jonathan Joestar himself, who was malicious at heart.

The fear of being no longer himself, the guilt of killing, and the loss of forgetting something important took him breathless, but he survived, trying not to show his flaws, because he didn't want to lose like that.

"Obviously....... ”

Even if he spoke, he couldn't distract from the mental struggle that bordered on pain, but he still tried to speak, this was to make himself mentally identified, that is, he was cheering himself up.

"Obviously everything has changed, and obviously you can get happiness, how can you lose in such a place....... ”

He hasn't healed Jessica's eyes, he hasn't told Jessica how much he loves her, and he hasn't repaid the eldest lady who brought the opportunity to him, so Jonathan can't lose yet.

Perhaps because of his firm belief, the erosion of bloodthirsty desire began to ease, and Jonathan breathed a sigh of relief, if he continued like this, he would be able to hold on for a while longer, and then he would ask Einstein for help, and the guy who could do it at any time would definitely have a way.

However, just then, with the sound of breaking through the air, an arrow plunged into Jonathan's shoulder, and the pain and the smell of his own blood interrupted his thoughts.

"What, it's just a lonely poor sour traveler. ”

A rude tone sounded from the tree, and with this sentence as an opportunity, more than twenty people jumped down from the tree.

These twenty or so people are wearing loose pieces of armor, those armor are made of hard leather and metal armor, and the armor of different types and styles is worn by these people in a mixed manner, this kind of wearing that does not care about appearance at all and only cares about practicality makes their appearance very ridiculous, but the expression on their faces and the atmosphere full of low-level violence make people laugh.

They are bandits and mercenaries entrenched on the border, that is to say, they are scoundrels who make money by doing dirty things, living by doing shady business and manual work that smells of blood, but occasionally doing things that block the road and kill people, as they do now.

It was the leader of the men who had spoken, he was dressed in light armor with only an iron plate on his chest, the muscles of his limbs and chest and abdomen were exposed, his terrible tanned muscles were covered with various scars, and only on his head was a helmet that imitated a wolf, which glowed dimly yellow because of its age.

"I thought it would be some kind of rare fat sheep, but it turned out to be this kind of goods that no one has. ”

The disappointment in the leader's tone was not hidden, so his men tried to ask.

"So what do we do now?

The leader shook his head, and he said.

"Anyway, it's already been won, no matter how much money we have on this bean sprout, it's ours, and it's our hard work to move our muscles and bones. ”

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a robber, and it is easy to talk about the theory of such a robber.

With a grin, his men grinned as they walked over to Jonathan, who had fallen to the ground and looked unconscious, and began to scavenge.

A minute passed, two minutes passed, five minutes passed, and the men in charge of the looting didn't finish speaking, and didn't even move.

The leader's face became heavy, he was not the kind of fool who had no brains, and he basically knew that something was wrong when he saw this change.

"All on alert!"

After the leader shouted this, the subordinates around him immediately drew their weapons and marched in the direction of Jonathan.

Knowing this, the robber who searched his body shook it, but the leader could not relax his heart, because he could see clearly that it was not his own men who moved, but the young man lying on the ground who moved, so he took his hands and moved. (To be continued.) )