The Wizard's Infinite Journey

Chapter 89 Wood
The sound of footsteps echoed here and there, and then they got closer.

Yamu looked up, and one by one figures had appeared, standing around.

They were covered by a layer of leather armor, most of them wore bows and arrows, and iron masks on their faces. They looked quite serious and belonged to the same organization.

A total of five people stood together and surrounded them from all directions, directly surrounding them, leaving no room for them to escape.

The whole queue looks quite neat and belongs to a well-trained team.

"Really a hunter."

The old man's eyes were full of despair, as if he could already foresee his next fate.

But the eyes of the hunters in front of him were not on him.

"New prey. Seems to be still in its formative stages"

"There are no obvious elf characteristics, is the bloodline weak, or has it been sealed?"

"The use value is limited, but if it is properly cultivated, it is still a good material for providing blood on a regular basis"

There was a burst of sound.

From the moment they appeared, the eyes of the five hunters were not on the old man, but on Amu.

Just like what the old man said, there seemed to be something special about the hunters in front of them, which could sense the elf blood in Yamu's body.

And only at first glance.

"you."

Yamu's face was calm, and everything was as usual, and the old man went to be angry at their words.

He seemed to recall something from the past, anger overwhelmed fear for the first time: "You don't have any humanity yet?"

"It's just a child! Just come at me if something happens!"

"Human nature? Ridiculous."

"The so-called human nature refers to human nature, which is not needed for bastards like you."

The hunter's face was covered by an iron mask, and the real expression could not be seen clearly, but his own indifference could still be judged from the voice.

"The Prey Has Been Found"

"Start capturing."

They pulled out the swords in their hands, stepped forward, and were ready to strike.

"I say."

Yamu's voice sounded slowly.

Looking head-on at the hunter in front of him, his expression fluctuated for the first time.

"Who is it? Let us feel."

Slowly raising his head, the aura of divine power enveloped his whole body, giving him an inexplicable aura at the moment: "...you will definitely win?"

Boom!

There was a crackling sound.

Among the few people in front of him, one was directly sent flying.

The long knife came out of the body, cut a beautiful arc in midair, and cut open the other person in an instant.

puff
The blood was dripping, flew out and scattered all over the place.

That bloody smell makes people feel uncomfortable.

Yamu felt quite comfortable.

That feeling of cutting into the flesh.
With a knife in his hand, he stepped forward slowly. He obviously looked like a child, but at this moment he gave off an inexplicable aura.

"Danger."

The other person had just sounded the alarm and was about to make a move when he was pinned with a long knife, pierced his chest with a single knife, and was heavily tied to the wall.

There were bursts of wailing.

At this time, the remaining two also rushed up.

Yamu looked up and held out a hand.

The divine power was condensed and formed in the hand, and a punch was punched out, directly piercing a person's chest.

There is only one person left.

Pulling out the long knife, Yamu stood quietly without hiding.

The moment the opponent stabbed with the long sword, the ring in his hand shone brightly.

That was the activation of the power engraved in the ring, forming a short-term barrier to block the opponent's sword.

Afterwards, Yamu swung his knife and moved forward.
Accompanied by a crisp sound, the long knife swung down, and the legs of the man in front of him were cut off directly.

After the legs came the hands until only the head remained.

In a blink of an eye, the opponent bowed his head.

Silently putting away the long knife, Yamu looked at the old man beside him.

The old man stood aside, already stunned by this time.

He was very old, probably a long time by half-elven age, at least 100 years old.

But even in such a long life, he had never seen such a person.

It's obviously only a child's size, but it's so cruel
He has also seen the strength of those hunters before, and each of them is close to the bronze level, which is by no means something that ordinary people can handle.

But this kind of strength is so weak in front of Yamu, and he has no resistance at all.

This made him somewhat at a loss as to what to say.

It wasn't until Yamu looked at him that he reacted with a jolt.

"Help review."

Yamu said: "His time is not long, take advantage of this time to ask as much news as possible."

While speaking, he threw a dagger to the old man, and then led Emiya aside.

The scene just now was actually a bit bloody. He thought it would scare Emiya, but he never thought that the girl was going as usual, and there was no special reaction at all.

But after all, as a child, it is not good to be exposed to this kind of scene.

So he led Emiya aside, trying not to let her touch the scene of the old man's interrogation.

An interrogation process soon began.

Looking at the hunter who fell on the ground and couldn't move, the old man held the dagger in his hand, and there was an emotion called hatred in his eyes.

But unfortunately, until the end, he failed to find out any news.

In just a moment, the last hunter who was still alive died directly.

Looking at it, it seems that some means were used.

Apart from venting some emotions, the old man did not find out anything else.

Feeling this situation, the old man got up tremblingly and looked at Yamu, for fear that Yamu would get angry.

The scene just now still remains in his mind.

It is estimated that for a long time, the cruel impression of Yamu will remain in his mind.

However, this is not a bad thing.

Amu thinks so.

Contrary to the old man's expectations, Yamu didn't mean to blame him, but just asked him to grope for a few corpses and take away the remaining belongings from the corpses.

The strength of these hunters is actually pretty good.

According to the standards of knights, these five people are close to the existence of knight apprentices.

Of course, a very poor kind of knight apprentice.

But this is also much more than ordinary people.

The equipment on them is also quite good, if they are taken out, they should be worth a lot of money.

The old man fumbled below and seemed to be quite skilled.

This made Yamu a little surprised.

After a while, the old man approached Yamu with a lot of things.

He held the crystal nucleus and the weapons of the five people in his hand, and the leather armor of the five people was also contained in the bag on his back.

Some fine things were not spared either.

I really don't want to let go of anything.

The corner of Yamu's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say at this time.

He is also good at looting, but he usually takes away things that are easy to take away, such as coin crystal cores, and usually keeps big items like weapons and armor.

The old man in front of him obviously had to save a lot.

But that's fine too.

"Let's go."

Looking at the old man in front of him, Yamu led Emiya aside.

In this town, they first found a place to live, settled down like that, and then started asking questions.

"Now I ask, you answer."

Yamu looked at the old man in front of him: "How many people are there in the so-called hunter organization?"

"I don't know very well."

The old man hesitated for a moment, and then said: "There are many people who work for them, and they are also very rich, so they have great influence."

"Like the hunters before, there are at least hundreds of them in their organization, and they are very powerful."

Hundreds of hunters?
Yamu was a little surprised.

The strength of the hunter before was almost at the apprentice level, and his strength was quite good.

Hundreds of apprentice-level hunters, this strength is definitely considered strong.

Among so many apprentice-level hunters, there must be stronger hunters, and there are probably not a few hunters who are comparable to the formal knight level.

"What is the name of their leader, and how strong is it?"

"I have no idea."

The old man shook his head: "I haven't met their leader, I just heard that he is very powerful."

"Everyone who has seen him shoot is basically dead."

"All I know is that his name is Wood"

"Wood."

Amu muttered the name.

(End of this chapter)