Fairy’s Box

Celtic - Southern Great Forest.

With the rising of the sun, a new day begins again, but for hunters struggling in the mountains, it is just another day-to-day hunting action.

Ilan and Quincy, one of the 60,000 Rosevians who live on the Celtic island, stalk the forest and work hard to get their prey. Like most of the clan, they all rely on hunting for a living, so they have been crawling and rolling since childhood, and they have a copper skin and iron bones, and igniting their fighting spirit is just a coming-of-age ceremony for them.

I don't know how long I had been walking, but Yilan suddenly felt something, and couldn't help but glanced at the jungle. In the dark depths of the woods, except for dead branches and broken leaves and moss bushes, nothing could be seen.

But the hunter's sixth sense told him that a pair of dangerous eyes were watching him in the dark.

"What's wrong?"

Quincy's voice sounded beside him, and Ilan reacted, shaking his head slightly and making a booing gesture.

The other party understood in an instant, did not continue to speak, raised his head along the gap between the branches and leaves, and glanced at the scorching sun in the sky: "Let's take a rest first, anyway, there is plenty of time."

"Okay, then rest for a while."

Yilan stood at the back of a big tree, untied the water bladder hanging from his waist, pulled out the cork, and poured a few mouthfuls, sighing comfortably:

"Really cool!"

Quincy leaned in for a sniff, and was immediately choked by the smell of mutton. He pinched his nose and said:

"It doesn't taste like alcohol, you drink goat milk instead."

"I don't have any money. My mother said she wanted to save money for me to marry a bride, and now she won't give me a penny."

While complaining, Yilan glanced vigilantly behind him, the feeling of being watched became stronger and stronger, and became more real and clear.

Quincy was standing opposite him, keeping an eye on the gaps in the jungle. In the dark jungle, a pair of green and faint wild pupils suddenly emerged from the dead branches and vines, and shouted fiercely:

"Go!"

A group of bright red flames immediately burst out from the surface of the two of them. Before the other party could react, they turned into phantoms and rushed towards the pair of faint green beast pupils.

"Ouch!"

A pair of cruel eyes saw the flames bursting from their bodies, and they rushed into the depths of the forest for the first time, as if they knew the power and terror of these two prey, so they chose to escape...

Yilan and Quincy didn't pause, the whole figure rushed directly behind the dead branches and vines, and galloped towards the fleeing wolves. However, the fighting spirit of the two had more than explosive power and insufficient stamina, so they could only watch the dark jungle. Those figures drifted away.

"It's lost... it's all your fault, what's the hurry!" Yilan complained and shoved his companion.

"Hehehe..." The other party scratched his head with a dry smile, and said regretfully: "No way, this is the first time I saw so many wolves, I couldn't help but want to catch them all."

"If only I could hit it."

Ilan shook his head in disappointment. Since the nearby Glamorgan had a port, the prey they caught has sold a lot more, and merchants (mercenaries) often come to buy wolf skins. One skin can be sold for more than a dozen sols. Woolen cloth.

"It's still early, let's wait."

As Quincy was talking, his heart suddenly shrank, and he turned to look in the other direction of the forest. In the depths of the dark jungle, I only saw a pair of huge eyes with green and bloodshot eyes, gradually emerging in the darkness, approaching the position of the two.

"Damn it, I caught a big fish this time." Yilan immediately drew a poisoned metal spear from behind and licked his lips nervously.

"Such a big man, it is estimated that it is an adult violent bear." Quincy drew out the dagger from his waist, bowed his waist, and slowly backed away.

The beastly **** eyes on the opposite side gradually became clearer and brighter, and the blurred outlines gradually emerged from the darkness. No matter how experienced the two of them were, their bodies couldn't help but feel a little stiff under the disparity in size.

call--!

Accompanied by a foul-smelling wind, in the shaking of the light, a brown giant bear with a body size of ten feet tall, smashed through the grass and trees where it passed, and rushed directly in front of the two of them.

"Roar!"

The violent bear bared his dagger-like fangs, and a low roar came from the depths of his throat, and the nearby vegetation trembled slightly in the roar.

Ilan and Quincy raised their weapons, looked directly at the giant bear's bloodshot eyes, took a few deep breaths, looked at each other and stopped backing.

The violent bear suddenly stood upright, and a huge shadow directly covered the sky above the two of them. It obviously did not put these two weak prey in its eyes. A low roar came from the depths of its throat, and the figure kept moving in their direction. Approaching.

Yilan tightly held the spear in his hand, his palms wet with sweat, but his eyes bravely looked at the giant bear. He knew very well that facing such a large prey, once he lost his momentum, everything would be lost. Done.

"Fight!"

The two of them thought at the same time, along with this thought, in the low back sound of the violent bear, the power of the explosion burned from the depths of their hearts. In the burning of this power, raging fire erupted from their body surfaces, their skin became red, and their muscles bulged, like sturdy armor.

"Ouch!"

Ilan and Quincy tensed their muscles, and high-pitched howls came from their mouths and noses. The flames poured into the weapons in their hands with bursts of sound waves, and their eyes showed the madness and animal nature that did not care about life at all.

"..."

The violent bear stopped and stared at the two of them vigilantly. There was less contempt and more fear in their eyes. They moved with their short swords and spears, facing the giant beast.

The giant bear slowly squatted down his hind legs, his ferocious teeth rubbed violently against each other, and a drop of saliva dripped down on the soil along the sharp teeth. arms.

boom--!

There was a whistling in the woods, and the violent bear opened its hideous mouth, and slapped the right palm directly at Yilan who was holding the spear.

At this moment, the two of them rushed towards the stench at the same time, and the sound, trees, light and shadow all disappeared at this moment, and only the behemoth in front of them remained - the crazy bloodthirsty eyes, the terrifyingly huge. Teeth, strong forelimbs... everything is so clear.

With a high concentration of consciousness, all the actions of the giant bear were taken into their eyes, and the desire for prey and wealth made the fighting spirit more scorching, and the daggers and spears suddenly appeared here.

Carrying the burning flame, the sound of hunting rippling from the daggers and spears swept through the air quickly.

boom--!

The spear suddenly swung horizontally and directly bombarded the giant palm that was smashed towards him. Yilan's body suddenly shook, only to feel an overwhelming force crushing the sea. They were flown out with them.

Pfft——!

At the same time, Quincy's body jumped high and crossed the space with a dagger. A series of tearing sounds came from the giant bear's throat, and then a great inertial force poured into his body, and He fell to the ground at once. After the violent bear realized the threat of death, his eyes were completely replaced by crazy emotions, and he slapped Quincy on the shoulder and slapped the man out like a mosquito.

However, the experienced hunter clenched the dagger tightly, and with the help of the prey's own strength, completely cut its throat, with the blood spurting out like flowing water, Quincy's whole body was splashed red.

"Uh uh uh!"

The violent bear covered the wound in vain, but still couldn't stop the rushing blood. He could only let out a series of strange howls sprayed with blood, and rushed towards the murderer who injured him.

It's life-for-life!

At the moment when the giant monster sprinted away with a crushing momentum, Yilan, who was burning with flames, stood up, rushed forward first, jumped sharply, and kicked the violent bear with both feet. skull.

boom--!

Before he could resist, the giant bear was dazed by his full-strength kick, and fell to the ground.

boom--!

The giant trees were stopped and snapped, and the violent bear, who felt that his life was coming to an end, completely fell into madness. While chasing the two, he kept squandering the power in his body.

Its strength became weaker and weaker, and its limbs became weaker and weaker, and finally lay down on the ground, gasping for breath, letting life pass by.

Seeing this, the two stopped and looked at each other who had been drenched in blood. They couldn't help gasping for breath. They walked towards the giant bear lying on the ground, and suddenly grinned happily.

"A violent bear with almost no wounds, we both made a fortune!" Quincy said happily, touching the blood on his face.

"Fortunately, I didn't use a spear to poke it, otherwise it would be contaminated with toxins, and the price of this bear would be greatly reduced." Yilan rushed to the dead giant bear and closed his eyes for the other party.

"Come on, take this bear to Glamorgan, and we'll have a big drink in exchange for the money."

...

The two dragged the dead bear corpse one after the other, panting over the mountain, and finally arrived at the only market in the entire Celtic Island - the market of the brave.

It's just that today's Brave Market looks different. Not only are red stripes posted everywhere, but there are also drool-worthy girls handing out flyers on the street.

Yilan and Quincy trotted to the market center as usual, bargained with several merchants (mercenaries) who collected bear corpses for a long time, and finally sold the whole bear corpse at the price of 1,850 sol.

"Get rich, get rich! Great harvest!" The two of them held a stack of thick banknotes and danced with joy.

"Conscription order! Any adult with imperial citizenship, no bad criminal record, and aggression can sign up for the Celtic First Army. Once they pass the medical examination, they will be paid 2,000 immediately. After three years of enlistment, a bonus of 30,000!"

A middle-aged mercenary holding a loudspeaker, standing on the high platform in the market center, kept repeating this sentence.