The Wizard's Infinite Journey

Chapter 88 The Old Man and the Hunter

“It's not a good view”

Someone in the caravan laughed: "It was quite tragic back then."

"The black knight broke through the city, and the entire city was slaughtered, and was dragged out by the black emperor for a blood sacrifice"

"The corpses fell down, then stood up again, turned into monsters and raised the butcher's knife to their relatives before they were alive. Anyone who has seen that kind of tragic scene will never dare to recall it."

"This used to be a bustling area not inferior to Black Wind City, but now it has turned into such a dilapidated look."

The middle-aged man spoke in a heavy tone, slowly.

Compared with others, he seems to have a better understanding of the scene back then, and his description is more accurate.

The people around couldn't help being silent, as if they also thought of similar scenes.

"We... what can we do?"

The leader of the caravan spoke in a low tone: "This world is like this. It's a mess everywhere."

"Whose family hasn't had a few people die yet?"

The people around remained silent, as if recalling the previous scene.

At this time, there was also a laugh.

"Anyway, the past is the past."

Amu looked at them and said, "The dead are gone, but the living still need to live with their expectations."

"No matter what the future holds, at least we are still here at the moment, and we can enjoy the scenery, which is enough."

"well said."

The leader of the caravan also laughed: "That's right."

"Every time I see you young people, I feel that there is still hope in this world."

"This world is yours after all."

"Haha, I'm not old yet."

"Ten years ago, I was still a young man."

The people around laughed and joked, and then sent the two of them off the carriage.

Before leaving, the leader of the caravan handed Amu a map.

"Here's a map of the surrounding area, take it."

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, those who don't charge money from you, keep it."

"Hey, every time I see you, I think of that kid in my family."

"If one day I die outside, his situation will probably be the same as yours."

He shook his head, and then led the people away.

Yamu watched the other party leave, then took Emiya's hand and walked to the side of the town.

There are not too many people in the surrounding towns.

This seems to be the center of this area, and residents from all over the place will come here to exchange supplies and make deals.

Over time, this fairly prosperous town in front of me was formed.

Snapped.
There was a light noise.

Amu looked behind him with a calm expression.

There stood a small boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing tattered clothes.

From the moment Amur entered here, he followed the two of them.

"Watch your hands."

Yamu spoke lightly, and was about to leave while holding Emiya.

"Give me the money!"

If the theft failed, the boy roared angrily, and took out a knife from his pocket: "If you don't want to die, hand over the money!"

boom!
As soon as the words fell, the boy's body was directly knocked away.

A burst of force flew out, hitting the young man's chest heavily, and smashing him against the wall, causing his chest to sag directly.

According to the boy's physique, he had been lying on the bed for several days without saying anything.

This is the result of Yamu stopping.

"If someone dares to follow, it won't be so easy."

After the stern voice fell, Yamu turned and left.

This frightened many people away.

This place is close to the black abyss, and the folk customs are already sturdy.

There are quite a few people here who make a living by stealing and robbery.

The two children were already eye-catching, and it was even more so when they entered this kind of place, attracting the attention of many people.

But after that moment just now, these people suddenly came to their senses, realizing that these two people are not so easy to mess with.

In the distance, an old man was wearing a gray robe, and the clothes on his body looked tattered. At this moment, they looked at Yamu, but their eyes lit up.

Looking carefully, the old man's appearance is actually a bit special.

Not only in some details, but also in his own arms and ears, which are different from ordinary people.

After thinking for a while, he got up directly and followed.

Amos walked with Emiah.

After a while, he stopped and looked behind him.

"How dare you follow me?"

He looked at the person behind him, one hand was already outstretched, holding it on the handle of the knife.

"do not want!"

What Yamu didn't expect was that it was an old man who followed him this time.

"Don't get me wrong, I mean no harm."

The old man looked a little weak. Seeing Yamu's unfriendly appearance, he quickly waved his hand, indicating that he did not have any malicious intentions: "I just rarely saw my compatriots. I couldn't help but want to come and have a look."

"Compatriots?"

Yamu was a little puzzled, and then noticed the abnormality on the old man.

The old man in front of him looked vicissitudes, with many scars on his body, as if he had been treated inhumanly.

But even so, it can't hide some inhuman features on him.

For example, those slender hands, and those somewhat sharp ears.

Half-elf?
Yamu took the lead in flashing this thought.

Before he could open his mouth to ask, there was a sound of footsteps not far away.

The footsteps were in a hurry, as if they were running from a distance, but it immediately changed the face of the old man in front of him.

"This is not a place to talk, please follow me."

He said with a hurried face: "Please believe me, these are not good people, if you are seen by them, you will be quite troublesome!"

Yamu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then walked forward with the hand of the former Emiya.

Following the old man, he walked into the alley.

During this process, his arm has been pressing the handle of the knife.

As long as there is anything unusual about the old man in front of him, he will immediately draw his sword and cut off his head without hesitation.

Fortunately, the worst didn't happen.

After walking all the way into the alley and shaking off the sound of footsteps outside, the old man stopped, as if he was relieved.

"Fortunately, it was not discovered by those people."

"Who are those people?"

Yamu looked at the old man in front of him and asked.

"That's from the hunting group."

The old man said: "They are an organization in the Deer area, and they like to hunt people with elven blood."

"Half-elves have half the blood of elves, so they are also among the targets of their hunting."

"If they find us, it will end badly."

The old man's tone was low.

"A force that specializes in hunting elves?"

Yamu frowned, but thought of another question: "How did you find out my identity?"

According to Emiya, the elven blood in his body has been sealed, so he looks no different from ordinary people.

Many people have seen Amu in the past, but no one has ever doubted Amu's identity.

It was the first time seeing the old man in front of him, but he was able to find out his details all at once. Why?
"Blood sense."

The old man said: "For ordinary people, you hide very well, but for people with elven blood, your blood is easy to find."

"The same goes for those people."

He opened his mouth to explain, with some fear in his eyes: "Don't think that your disguise is very good, those people are special hunters of elves."

"As long as you walk in front of them, they will definitely find out"

"Really?"

Ammu looked around: "So, that's why they were able to find us?"

As the voice fell, the footsteps that had disappeared before reappeared.

Step. Step. Step.
Heavy footsteps sounded on the spot.

The voice was like a urging talisman, and it kept ringing like that. Although the voice was not too loud, it had an almost suffocating sense of oppression.

"It's them!"

The old man's face suddenly changed, and at this moment, panic was written: "How is it possible? How could they find this place!"

He was a little hysterical, and there was a strong fear in his eyes, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Emiya glanced at the old man, and looked at the old man in front of him with some sympathy.

From the old man's reaction, she seemed to feel a similar feeling, a little empathy.

Perhaps in essence, she belongs to the same type of person as the old man in front of her.

(End of this chapter)