What was that? ”

Roger subconsciously concealed his figure, and at the same time quickly imprinted his surroundings in his mind.

The passage seemed to be one-sided, empty where he had been, with no white mist or hidden gaps.

After making sure that no one had found a trace, he quickly leaned in the direction from which the voice came.

Climbing over a large dense tree, Roger looked down.

In a clearing at the edge of the forest, a thin man was shouting with a pitchfork.

"Get out of here, you brute!"

"Give me my daughter back!"

The man was dressed in shabby linen, and he seemed to have some injuries, the tips of the grass cuttings were bent, and he had difficulty moving.

Opposite him, beside a shallow stream, a majestic brown bear was slowly approaching.

Roger took a closer look, judging from the other party's physical characteristics, this man should be just an ordinary person, he looked around, and did not find any enemies hiding in the shadows.

After thinking about it, Roger still planned to help.

The library of the Knights of the Round Table contains manuscripts of fairy tales, each with a different theme and the fate of different characters.

If you want to get this manuscript, you need to complete the story of the fairy tale as closely as possible with the theme.

In addition, it is rare to meet a living person here, and Roger also wants to communicate with each other to understand the surrounding environment and the general area radiated by this fairy tale world.

Just like Little Red Riding Hood, a fairy tale manuscript that Roger had obtained, the whole story is confined to a forest, and even the route is contained in a narrow area.

That world is relatively simple, and you can automatically get this manuscript by killing the monsters in it.

And since the one in front of her will attract the attention of the mountain girl and be repeatedly told by her, the radiation area of this world is much larger and more complicated than that of Little Red Riding Hood.

The panicked man didn't notice his body at all, and he stumbled backwards and fell, and the pitchfork in his hand also landed not far away.

At this time, the brown bear, which had long lost patience, jumped up, and pressed its heavy body towards the man, without even exerting force, the weight of the body alone was enough to crush the man under him into a meatloaf.

At the critical moment, Roger sprang out of the bushes beside him, but he didn't pull out the sword he had hidden behind his back.

"Bang!"

Approaching the stream, Roger kicked a pebble at his feet, and the stone whizzed and smashed into the brown bear's nose.

Taking advantage of the beast's pain, Roger stepped forward and dragged the man who fell to the ground out of the brown bear's attack range.

"How's it going, it's not hurt, is it?"

He doesn't know the real situation in this world yet, so he doesn't fully expose the idea of his combat effectiveness.

Picking up the pitchfork on the ground, although the tip was a little curved, Roger waved it, only to find it unexpectedly easy.

"Could it be that the pitchfork is the demon hunter's natal weapon?"

The panicked man only came back to his senses at this time, and he saw Roger overjoyed, "Run, we are no match for this monster." ”

At this time, the furious brown bear waved its huge bear paws and pounced on the two, and Roger stood in front of the man, looking extremely calm.

"Stand back and stay safe."

It's just an ordinary beast, Roger didn't pay attention to it at all, even if he didn't have a weapon in his hand, relying on physical strength alone, he had the confidence to smash this beast's head with two punches!

"Get out of the way, this is no ordinary beast!"

The man's voice came from behind him, and Roger's body moved quickly, dodging the brown bear's frontal attack, he saw the angle, and the grass in his hand was sent forward, straight to the heart of the beast!

"Poof!"

"Squeak!"

This time Roger did pierce the flesh of the brown bear's surface, but soon the pitchfork in his hand made an overwhelmed sound.

Tumbling backwards to dodge the impact of the brown bear, Roger looked down and saw that the tip of the grass cuttings was twisted at 90 degrees, almost turning into a grass rake.

"Such a thick skin?!"

Roger was slightly stunned, this is no longer an ordinary rough skin and thick flesh can be described.

The body of this seemingly ordinary beast in front of him may have hidden strange energy that Roger did not know.

The frightened man fled backwards in terror, his head planted on the ground as the vines curled, and he heard the howl of the beast behind him.

"It's over!"

In desperation, the man felt his bladder loosen, and a warmth covered his lower body.

After a few seconds, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him, followed by footsteps approaching and a sound ringing in his ears.

"You can't be so unlucky, will you, just fall to your death?"

The man quickly turned around and looked at the stranger who had come from not far away.

"You...... You're not dead? ”

He looked behind him, and beside the stream, the tall brown bear had fallen, one end of the pitchfork plunging deep into the brain.

"You actually killed it?"

"It's amazing!"

The man got up from the ground in a panic, "Kind stranger, thank you for saving me, my name is John, and I live in a nearby town. ”

At this, John seemed to think of something, screamed loudly, and ran quickly into the distance.

"What's wrong?"

"Jenny, my lovely Jenny!"

"I'm going to save her!"

Roger followed John and pulled out the pitchfork stuck in the brown bear's bird's nest.

The man in a panic was going back and forth on the opposite hill, sweating like rain, and he couldn't even take care of the injuries on his body.

"Tell me what's going on?"

Roger stops John, who is in a state of collapse.

"I am a lumberjack and live with my daughter, and I didn't pay attention to my child's traces when I was cutting wood and collecting dead branches at the edge of the forest, and when I came back to my senses, I realized that the child was gone."

"There were often wild beasts in the forest, and I was frightened, so I cried out and searched the woods."

John shuddered and pulled out a small cloth shoe.

"Then I found this and heard the big guy roar."

"God forbid, bless my Jenny from being discovered."

Suddenly John seemed to think of something.

"Quick, help me!"

"The beast is a she-bear, and may have a litter of bears in her den......"

His face turned pale, "The child may have been caught by it, but he was sent to the cave." ”

John's eyes were bloodshot, his face was painfully desperate, this girl was perhaps as important to him as life.

"Don't worry, tell me the characteristics of the child." Roger took John's cloth shoes and looked at them carefully.

He knew that normal parents would always be cranky in such situations, but for now he needed John to calm down as much as possible and provide him with enough information.

"Jenny is a little girl with yellow hair, 7 years old, no, 8 years old."

"You're holding his shoes, and her mother made her a new dress, a ...... with floral blue stripes."

As Roger memorized this information, he turned on the hunter's vision in a place that John hadn't noticed.

His powerful perception ability allowed him to quickly eliminate the distractions around him, and all the information converged, and a clue appeared in front of him.

Roger bent down and pretended to be an investigator.

"Let's go, come with me."

"I think I've zeroed in on the beast's tracks."

"Let's go take a look at its lair!"