Chapter 34 The fate of the ring made them meet
two days ago.
Ciri ran in a hurry through the forest. She was wearing a red hooded jacket, which was already dirty. Her beautiful little boots were also dirty, and there were weeds and leaves of different lengths stuck to her body, but she kept walking.
She didn't know where to go, but she knew she couldn't go to Verden, anywhere but there. As long as she doesn't marry the Verdens, she can do anything.
The little girl has always been curious about the wild and exciting adventures. She learned a lot about the forest from Mossack, and the druids were also willing to help Ciri understand nature.
This allowed Ciri to master complex knowledge such as life in the wild far beyond the palace etiquette and noble heraldry she was supposed to learn.
But no one had ever taught her that no matter how much she knew about the forest, she should never go deep into a jungle she didn't understand alone, especially when the jungle was called Brochlon.
Five steps away from Xili, something was slowly crawling forward, overturning the weeds. The thing was dark brown in color and almost as long as Ciri's height.
Fortunately, Ciri felt herself tripped by something, which allowed her to narrowly avoid the beast's attack.
Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was lying on the ground, only felt a gust of wind passing over her head. She had already been frightened and looked over in a panic, only to see a long-shaped thing standing there.
At first she thought it was a snake, but then she noticed its yellow, barbed legs and legs, as well as its long, knobby body. It wasn't a snake, but it was much more dangerous.
Xili screamed loudly, turned around and ran away. The giant centipede shook its long tentacles, feeling the smell and temperature, and raised its body in the grass.
At the critical moment of the situation, Xili suddenly heard a calm and magnetic voice shouting loudly.
"Don't move!"
Before he finished speaking, a tall man rushed out of the bushes. He stomped on the ground hard, as if he wanted to use his voice to attract the giant centipede's attention.
But the giant centipede didn't respond at all. Its tentacles were busy looking for smaller prey, which would make hunting easier.
The bug monster started to move, curling up into an S shape, and rushed forward. Its bright yellow legs shone in the grass, swinging rhythmically like rows of oars.
Ciri ran faster. But in the forest, not even an adult could outrun these hunters, let alone a little girl like her. Seeing this, the
strange man quickly stepped forward and took out his sword from its sheath, the silver blade shining brightly.
Before facing the enemy, it was more important to him to save the child. Taking advantage of the forward momentum, the man knocked Ciri, who was about to be overtaken by the centipede, into a blackberry bush.
Ciri was temporarily safe, but the man became the target of the giant centipede.
The giant centipede squirmed on the grass, first bent down, then turned to the strange man, raised its jointed front body, and opened and closed its fangs dripping with venom.
The man nimbly jumped over the monster's knobby body, turned around, and intended to drive his sword into the fragile joint of the carapace. But the monster moved too fast, and his sword grazed the chitin armor, but was unable to penetrate, as if its strength had been lost by a thick layer of moss.
The blow missed and the man tried to pull away, but he wasn't fast enough. The giant insect wrapped its abdomen around his legs with astonishing force, causing him to lose his balance.
The giant centipede curled up and tried to grab him with its claws. In the process, it scraped hard against a tree and wrapped its body around it. At this moment, an arrow whizzed past the man's head, piercing the giant insect's carapace with a loud noise and nailing it to the tree trunk.
The giant centipede twisted its body and broke the arrow shaft, but was hit by two arrows one after another.
The man broke free from its grasp and rolled to the side.
Where the man had just jumped out, a green-skinned woman with honey-colored hair knelt on one knee and fired arrows one after another at an astonishing speed, each one hitting the target. Every time the giant centipede breaks an arrow shaft, the next arrow will pin it to the tree.
The giant insect's flat mouth shone with a dark brown luster. It opened and closed, and its giant jaws bit into the spot pierced by the sharp arrow, foolishly thinking that this would hurt its enemy.
The man jumped aside and made a weird gesture with his left hand. There was a flash of light, and the centipede, which had been struggling violently, suddenly became confused and quiet.
Then he swung the sword in his hand vigorously, using the tree trunk as the monster's guillotine, ending the hasty battle.
The green-skinned woman stepped forward and revealed herself. This woman's dress was very "forest", with her honey-colored hair tied up with a rush, and the clothes she wore were only made of bark and leaves. The clothes were close to the skin and outlined beautiful and powerful lines.
"This is the Yorgon Giant Centipede." She stepped lightly on the still squirming corpse. "It broke my arrow." "
Thank you, Brian." The man thanked you, "You saved me and the little tree elf. "
Don't be so pretentious, Gwenblood. You can easily solve it without me. People like you are the best at this kind of thing."
Brian did not accept the man's thanks. Without looking back she carefully parted the blackberry bushes and dug her arms deep into the prickly twigs.
"It's what I thought." She exclaimed, picking up a dizzy Ciri from the bushes. "Look, Gwenbraed, she's not a dryad!" The man looked at the little
girl in Brian's arms, She had beautiful mouse-gray hair and large, clear green eyes. She looked no older than ten.
The problem was that it wasn't a dryad, or an elf, or goblin, or pix, or halfling, it was just an ordinary little human girl. And this is Brochlon: the place that cannot tolerate humans the most...
"Don't be afraid, child." The man squatted down and asked softly, "What's your name?"
"I'm not afraid, I'm cold." Shirley shivered. "My name is Sheila."
The man turned around. Brian was inspecting her bow when she met his gaze.
"Listen to me, Brian..."
"What?"
"Is it possible that she... escaped from... from you... from Doon Canal?" "
What?"
"Don't take me away. Be a fool." The man said angrily, "I know you will capture young humans. Did you yourself fall from the sky to Brochlon? I'm asking you, is it possible..." "No way."
Tree Jing interrupted him, "I've never seen her."
"Is that the poor child who strayed into the forest?" the man murmured in a low voice.
The dryad slowly approached Ciri: "But now, she needs to follow me to Duan Canal. We cannot tolerate humans entering this forest. We found her in Brok Leon, and she is ours. She It will also become us."
The man seemed unable to tolerate such a situation.
He protected Ciri behind him and warned in a low voice: "Be careful, Brian. You fired an arrow in the dark yesterday and shot a boy through the eye. But I am not him, and I know how to protect myself. The child suffered. I wasn't there when you, and now I won't let you take away another child."
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