MTL - Bestial Blade-Chapter 15 Goodbye

The man was tall, but with wide shoulders and narrow waists. He looked strong and not stupid. He wore a jacket and a bucket hat, and quickly passed through the thick woods from heavy rain and night.

Although he brought rain gear, he still told the rain water to pour through his heart, and a little faint blood appeared on his chest, which seemed to be injured. However, the man didn't seem to care, and waved away the thick bushes standing in front of him. Those spiky plants could not cause him any harm, like soft wicker in his hands.

The lower part of the palm of this man's palm was covered by cloth strips, and there was no way to tell if there were beastprints. However, looking at his figure and pace, it can be seen that this man is not only an unquestionable orc, it may be a very powerful one.

His face looks very young, but at the age of twenty-five or sixty years, his features are deep and his eyes are bright, but maybe because of the heavy rain, he also seems to be covered with gloom, and his eyes are as dark as The bottom of the deep pond added a bit of coldness to the man's expressionless face.

There is a small house deep in the woods, which is built with large stones and grass. The roof is a humble shed. There is a straw mat made of clover at the door. The man glanced at it and hesitated in the end. He was anxious though Hurrying, but I did feel that my physical strength was too much.

This small shack built in the forest alone is generally called a "welcoming house", and a clover card is hanged at the door to distinguish it from ordinary houses. It has no owner, but it indicates that there will be an orc tribe nearby.

The northern continent has a harsh environment, with vast areas and sparse populations. There are no city-states like the south. There are only scattered tribes scattered in various places.

These small sheds are mostly prepared for traders or wandering orcs. By using them to shelter from the wind and rain, it shows that the tribe is warm and hospitable, and on the other hand it warns these distant visitors-if you have arrived at our site, if it is not with good intentions Good guests, it's best to stay away from us.

Approaching the welcome guest house, the man saw a faint fire in the shed-apparently more than one walker who wanted to find a place to hide from the rain on this heavy rainy night.

He hesitated for a moment, this welcome house didn't even have a door, and the inside was empty. There was only one stove pit—the northerners had stove pits at home, which was to dig a hole in the house and build it with stones. It can be filled with firewood, which can be used for cooking and warmth, which is a good thing for winter.

However, the stove pit in this welcoming house is really too simple. The stove pit is a pit without even a lid on it.

Standing at the door, the man could see the side of the stove pit. A man was leaning there to snore. The huge bucket covered his face, only a pale and sharp jaw was exposed.

The slightly raised throat shows that he is a man with long limbs and looks a little weak. The man's hand lay aside, as if hung on the stove pit as if warming, and the back of the hand was right at the door, so that he could see at a glance-clean, nothing, he is a sub-beast.

The man standing at the door was a little hesitant. He had always been cautious, but the exhaustion of rushing through the day finally overwhelmed his other wills, and the young and thin Asian Orc in the welcoming house was also difficult for people to raise and bring. Come with more vigilance.

The man finally coughed, adjusted his facial expression, and revealed a sincere and thick smile, which made the deep-rooted coldness on his face disappear in an instant, his temperament changed, it was like changing in a blink of an eye Like a person.

He was very polite and asked with a little care: "This little brother, can I borrow a roof and hide from the rain together?"

The young man was shocked, and opened the corner of the bucket covered in his face, and half of his face was in the shadow. He quickly glanced at the man, but then made no noise, but Da La La made a "Please "Gesture to the other side to move a position next to the stove, seems to be unguarded against strangers, sleepless, quickly stunned himself into a ball, and fell asleep drowsily .

The man finally chopped off the drenched clothes on his body, and the thin cloth underneath clung to him, sketching a strong figure, still sticky and uncomfortable, but living in a room with outsiders, he never After taking off again, he also sat down and threw a handful of firewood into the stove pit that was about to go out, stirring it up, so that the fire that had been neglected for a long time became vigorous again.

He caught fire and breathed out comfortably, so he turned his attention to the stranger next to him.

Men are very puzzled. Generally speaking, unless born in the house of a leader or elder, ordinary Asian orcs have a relatively low status in the tribe. Most of them are craftsmen or laborers, and some are particularly intelligent. They can be doctors and are highly respected. -But no matter what their identity is, they rarely run away from their tribe.

It's a little strange that the young man who appears in this wild country is still very contented.

The man guessed that he may be in the tribe who built this welcome guest house, perhaps because he was awkward with his family and ran out in the middle of the night.

The fire was burning more vigorously. The teenager seemed to feel warmer than before. He couldn't help but turned over and leaned near the stove. He was stuck on the edge of the stove. He seemed to sleep very peacefully. Without knowing it, the whole person was stuck on a narrow edge, crumbling, as if it was about to fall, and people were frightened.

The man didn't want to disturb him any more. Seeing this scene, he finally couldn't help but reached out and pushed him, and said softly, "Little brother, watch out, you're going to fall into the stove pit."

The young man was pushed by his head, and the mask on his face fell down completely, and he just rolled into the stove pit. However, the young boy who had been sleepy suddenly reached out and caught the fish, so that he couldn't see clearly. In the action, Kankan took it back before it was burned by the fire, and a face that seemed somewhat dazed because of sleepiness appeared.

After doing this series of actions, he still seemed to be unconscious, and glanced at the person who awakened him.

The teenager's scarlet face had petal-like eyes, and the end of the eyes showed a slight redness because of the thin skin, which seemed to be a touch of color, and it showed a little under the mild fire. It means that it looks good against this heavy rain and the hut.

The man on the other side was startled, stared at him for a moment, then felt a bit rude, and then smiled at him sternly, and lowered his head to fiddle with the firewood in the stove pit, but his eyes were vacant. Sweeping the teenager's hand.

The boy yawned lazily, grabbing his messy hair, and the man still could only see the back of his hand, and still couldn't see a clue.

The man's eyes flickered, his heart wondered, what exactly was this Asian beast boy doing? How could he have such a fast hand?

However, the unknown Asian Beast boy had no desire to talk, but after glancing at the person who awakened him, he dragged his luggage over, slept on his pillow and went to sleep. I didn't know what was in the luggage. It was bulging, how long it was, and it seemed quite heavy.

Men thought, no one will go out with the beam on his back, right?

He thought of it like that, and couldn't help but look at the other person a few more times, but it didn't mean anything, but there was nothing else left and right, and when he saw a good-looking person, he couldn't help looking at it a few more times.

Looking at it, he couldn't help thinking of many years ago, when he was still a silly boy, he followed his father to the tribe on the other side of the mountain and met a little boy.

As soon as the man closed his eyes, he could think of the little guy putting a flower in his hand, looking at him with clear eyes and smiling at him. It seems ... It looks a bit like the Asian beast boy in front of him. If the little cub can live, maybe he is so big?

This man is Huayi who fled for ten years after the Snow Wolf Tribe Incident.

He thought about it, then shook his head again, there are hundreds of miles away from Yufeng Mountain. Unless the tribe is dispersed, which Asian beast can run so far? However, looking at the boy, he added a little intimacy to his heart.

But there was only a moment of nostalgia and sighs in his heart, and he quickly recovered his little smile, leaned cautiously on the other side, closed his eyes, grasped the time to recover his strength, and retracted his hands back to his own arms. Here, press and hold a knife hidden there.

For ten years, he has been living this kind of life, and it has become an instinct.

Just in the middle of the day, a mess of footsteps came from a distance, mixed with the sound of steel collision and the roar of a giant beast transformed into an orc. The orc's ears and eyes were extremely sensitive, and Huayi opened his eyes almost immediately. His pupils shrank for a moment, which made him a pair of eyes that were darker than others, and they couldn't fold a trace of light, which was scary.

He still hid one hand in his clothes, but the other hand turned into a beast claw. He tilted his head, and found that the Asian beast boy was waking up somehow, staring at him thoughtfully.

Huayi kicked it into the stove pit, and the soil turned up extinguished the fire, and whispered, "Sorry for the little brother, I'm afraid someone came to me. You better find a place to hide. "

The boy did not answer, and still studied Huayi's face with a serious expression. The sound of footsteps of people outside was getting closer and the voice was noisier. When Huayi saw that the boy had no response, he held it with his free hand. When he reached his shoulder, he lifted the whole man off the ground, pushed him back, and said quickly: "Don't be dazed, just hide if you don't want to die!"

The young man's eyes fell on the beast claws of Huayi. Under the snow-white hair, he saw a silver beast pattern. He suddenly raised his head, and it seemed that he also had a bit of an untimely joy, and said, "It's you! You Called Huayi. "

Suddenly, his identity was broken, and Huayi's heart was tense and instinctively murderous.

However, at this moment, a group of orcs surrounded the small welcoming house, and a man in animal skins and naked tops strode in without looking at the Asian Orc boy, his eyes were like nails. , Nailed to Huayi, as if to take a piece of meat from him.

He reached out his hand and said to Huayi coldly, "Hand over the things and leave you alive."