Chapter 117

"This is the best accommodation our village can provide." The middle-aged woman rubbed her hands and looked at the young man standing at the door, looking at the silver coin he handed over.

"Is one week enough?" he said softly, sighing helplessly when he saw her happy look.

This guy thought he had killed this guy from a big city, but in fact, even so, he only received a silver coin. It was not considered a killing at all.

This young man's name is Carragher, a lucky guy from the royal capital.

He is not famous at all, after all, he is only a senior person.

In the Adventurers Association, the first three levels are easy to upgrade. You only need to simply accumulate merit and complete tasks to continuously upgrade.

But when you are a senior person, it is difficult to become fearless.

Putting aside the fact that there are only a few brave men in the world, fearless men are basically the highest level position that normal people can achieve.

In short, if you don’t have a letter of recommendation from a big family, basically don’t even think about it.

For this reason, Carragher came to this village.

There are not many villages close to the Black Forest. There are still people living next to such a weird place, either because of cowardice or for various strange reasons.

All in all, those big shots asked him to come to the Black Forest to see if he could get something.

Anything is fine, even if it's just some information that I didn't have before.

Carragher knew that all the countries on this continent were staring at the Black Forest, and anything related to the forest was an absolute secret.

This place occupies half of the land and has not received any development. It is so desirable, but because of many lessons, everyone can only settle for dullness.

In fact, entering the Black Forest is not without exploration. After all, you still have seven days to live after entering. The exploration you can get in just three days in the Black Forest is enough to surprise people.

There is almost never a repeat.

Oh, this is also a shortcut to becoming a fearless person. As long as you are willing to enter the black forest, you will naturally become a fearless person - you are not even afraid of death. It is unreasonable to be unable to match the fearless person.

Thinking like this, Carragher was already sitting in this wooden house.

In fact, it's not bad, there is hot water and food. It hasn't been too cold recently, and it's relatively clean.

It's a nice place. If it weren't for the fact that it's next to the Black Forest, the accommodation fee for seven days would be much more than silver coins.

He sat on the bed and took out his notebook.

The habit of keeping a diary is shared by many adventurers, and it is different from other professions. Nervous and exciting things can happen almost every three days, and you are basically on the road to seeking excitement the whole time.

There are so many things that can be written down, and the diaries of many legendary figures have been taken out and turned into ready-made novels. If you can find a cooperating novelist, it will definitely be a story that can have good sales.

[Get Red Envelopes from Kanshu] Follow the public account [] and get up to 888 cash red envelopes from Kanshu!

After all, only after you actually do this job do you realize how unreasonable reality is. The depiction of adventurers in normal novels doesn't feel so-called thrilling at all.

After Carragher stopped writing, he simply tidied up the room.

For example, simple traps were made, ranging from crossbows connected by wires at the door to trap-like arrays set up with elemental crystals.

But none of these are as trustworthy as the dagger at hand.

After making all preparations, he lay on the bed and looked at the portrait of his fiancée in his necklace, thinking that he might be successful one day and fell asleep slowly.

At this moment, a moment of commotion outside his door surprised Carragher, who had just wanted to rest due to the fatigue of the journey. He sat up from the bed and looked through the window at the street outside.

That's a child.

If ten years ago, someone walked out of the black forest.

Then he will be cared for with caring eyes, and he will even be given good food and drink.

Because they will never survive seven days, and without exception, they will die inexplicably on the seventh day.

But if someone comes out three months later after entering the Black Forest.

Then, he will never be treated as a human being.

Blacka stood confused in the middle of the village. No door around her was open.

He knocked on the door of his home, but it couldn't be opened. No one opened the door.

But there were people there. Blacka sat on the stone hesitantly, listening to other people's gossip.

"I told you that the kid had to cut off his head and feed it to the wolves! That's a monster."

"Oh my God, he's at the door!"

"May my Father in heaven forgive my foolish sins."

Blacka can hear other people talking and even hear other people's heartbeats.

This was a very strange experience. He seemed to be able to feel the location of everyone. He could even know that the guy praying to the gods was actually hiding in the coffin at home.

He smiled, a silly smile.

It's not that he doesn't care about others hating him and what they say, but he has been hated for too long, so he doesn't mind at all when these people use such words to say about him.

But even so, I should probably think about how to spend tonight.

Blacka was very familiar with how to spend a night. There was a forest nearby. There was water, food, and shelter from the wind and rain in the forest.

Maybe my family doesn't want to see me today, but that doesn't mean they don't want to see me tomorrow either.

Just when he was thinking about how to spend the night, Blacka met his father.

He walked on the road in despair, wearing clothes full of patches.

"The ground in our house has been gnawed away by bugs." Blacka's pupils shrank. At this moment, he was awake again and returned to the perspective of a bystander.

Blacka stared blankly at Brino who was squatting there, and she said softly: "There was no harvest, and all the money invested was lost in the fields. I guess he is very sad now, right?"

Blacka didn't answer because he realized that these things were no longer in his memory.

"I don't think the guardian's cleaning of my memory is so weak." Blacka said softly: "The memory here is a bit too clear, isn't it?"

If what he could see in the black forest was blurry, then when he returned to the village, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have an impression of almost everything that had happened recently.

This shouldn't be the case, I don't have such a perspective.

And there are many, many things he shouldn't know.

"Haha, it's very simple, brother. There is more than one person in your axe." Brino's smile became strange: "You know that, don't you? Me, dad, mom, and the neighbors.

Aren’t they all hacked to death by you?”

Blacka was stunned. He suddenly felt that he was standing on the ground full of flesh and blood, holding the ax that the thief had used to chop down the tree for him.

He slowly covered his face, his stomach churning.

This time he was no longer experiencing this memory, but suddenly realized that he was in a strange space, where there were chains hanging in the sky, and he was soaked in a pot of oil.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the thing squatting in front of the fire in disbelief. It was a strange monster, huddled in front of the fire and shivering.

...

"After meeting humans, do you still want to go outside the Black Forest?"

"I want to go, and I don't feel that I hate humans that much." Xin said hesitantly: "It's just my instinctive disgust... In fact, I don't hate those guys very much... You

Do you understand what I mean? I'm just physically disgusted, but psychologically I can completely accept it."

"As a human being, I feel honored by your evaluation." Noah said this, the sarcasm in his words was palpable.

But it is understandable. It would be wrong if the devil's creation would subconsciously get close to humans. Just like humans hate monsters, only those who want to communicate with monsters are aliens.

But I still feel a little unhappy, after all, no one will be happy because they are hated.

"No kidding, we don't have enough medicine now. If you want to stop those guys from bleeding, you can only use my blood and your holy magic."

Some are busy."

"You actually care about the life and death of those guys."

"It's not that I care, you should have noticed that Blacka really hopes that group of humans can survive." Xin looked at Noah and said: "You don't want to see that child looking depressed, right?"

"That dead kid is enough for me to worry about!" Noah said dissatisfied: "But you are right, we need to find a way to cheer that guy up a little. Our next journey is very dangerous, and we need his help."

Xin shrugged, indicating that he agreed as well.

Then he raised his glass and the two of them clinked a glass.

They found a barrel of good wine, a gift from Lilith.

That guy was really generous. Although the gift he gave was not expensive, it was very timely.

This kind of gift is really irresistible, especially under the current circumstances. A barrel of good wine from humans really makes people feel happy.

Even Noah didn't plan to call anyone else. If Xin hadn't caught him, he would have taken it all to himself.

But it’s good to have Xin to drink with. As a drinking companion, there is no one more suitable than such a charming girl.

The fire was swaying and the room was quiet except for the sound of two people picking up cups and clinking them.

The things that go with drinking are bacon jerky and peanuts. Well, drinking requires peanuts, vegetables that can be eaten directly, and baked shortbread.

Noah felt that this was simply a scene of God testing himself, but he passed all the precepts that could be broken without hesitation.
To be continued...