Hunting

The window was blurry, the mist and rough glass made it difficult to see the situation behind, but the man's eyes could see through the blur and clearly see the real scene behind.

It was a boy holding a pitchfork in his hand and a cloth bag in his arms, waiting quietly behind the window on the other side.

The boy stared at the street outside the window, his face was calm, there were many wounds on his body, and the bandage on his head was still bleeding, and the smell of blood came from it.

After a quick look, the old knight knew that the child was obviously abused by his family. Now he couldn't bear it and wanted to fight with the parents who abused him.

It was too common. He couldn't help shaking his head.

The wandering in his wanted career for more than ten years and the scenes he had seen on the northern front in the past were more tragic than what he saw today, and he had seen similar scenes and counter-killings many times in the factory cities on the western coast.

This was a microcosm of this era, the embodiment of the era he had fought against in the past but failed in the end.

Domestic violence...

The child is the future of the empire, how can he be treated like this? Even let them resist alone.

This desperate effort will almost certainly fail, after all, how can a child defeat an adult in terms of violence?

If it were him in the past, he would definitely teach that scumbag parent a lesson without thinking, then take out his sword and order local officials or nobles to reflect and think about why such a thing happened in his jurisdiction and territory.

As for this child, at most he could take him back to the orphanage in the imperial capital, or arrange him to the apprentice camp of his own knights. After all, a child who has the courage to resist adult violence is worth his time and effort to cultivate.

However, the current self, and the current world...

The old man shook his head slightly.

Even if he killed the parent who abused the child, the child would not be able to survive in this frontier port by his own strength, especially he would bear the notoriety of killing his blood relatives.

And with his current wanted identity, it is impossible for him to take a child with him, which would harm the other party even more.

"Dead end."

The old knight sighed, he was going to leave, but he still stayed here.

He made up his mind to secretly help the other party when the time comes.

In any case, he didn't want to see a child die today... As for the future, let's wait until the future.

Who knows if there will be any miracle?

But.

What happened next was obviously beyond the old knight's imagination.

As the sun set, a gloomy, shaky, lame man returned to the old house. The boy by the window held the pitchfork and cloth bag tightly in his hands, and then went to the corridor to prepare.

It's about to start. The old knight thought so. Maybe it's time for him to take action soon.

But that moment did not come.

"What...what?!"

The old knight who was hiding outside the window and originally planning to take action was shocked to see that the white boy used sneak attacks and sleeping powder to easily knock down the man who was obviously addicted to mushrooms, and then tied him to the fish-dividing table with incomprehensible skills. He thought to himself that even his own craftsmanship was not so skilled... Of course, he never needed to tie people up, break their hands and feet, and remove their joints.

After finishing these things, the boy drank a sip of water and rested for a while.

The next thing was to sharpen the knife.

Sharpening the knife is to make the knife sharper and also a process to make people determined. The old knight could know that the boy, who was relieved because of the man's death, calmed down again by the action of sharpening the knife.

He had made up his mind.

The man woke up, and he kept struggling, as if he wanted to speak, but because of the linen stuffed in his mouth, he couldn't say a word no matter what.

And the boy just watched all this indifferently, and then spoke, making the other party even more crazy, and even frightened to the point of incontinence, and then he drew his knife neatly.

"Decisive!"

Watching the boy take action and kill the man. Until this moment, the old knight couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a good seedling!"

If it were in the past, he would even want to make the other party his knight apprentice. Such a decisive seedling is hard to find even in military families and frontier nobles. Unexpectedly, he could find one in this remote port.

But now... he was a little worried.

After killing someone, has the boy figured out what to do?

Killing someone with passion, courage and wisdom can indeed succeed, but dealing with the body is always difficult, far better than killing a person.

With the boy's physical strength, it is difficult to take the body out of the city and bury it intact, and if the body is to be cut, it must be careful not to leave too many traces and blood - there are many hunters in Harrison Port, and leaving too many traces will be easily detected.

Not to mention, there are no adults at home, which may not be much better than being abused every day for a boy of seven or eight years old.

"What will you do?"

The man stood outside the window, holding his breath, half heavy and half expectantly waiting for the boy's next move.

Before waiting for the coastal "abnormality" to appear, such an emergency was enough to make him stop and observe.

However, the scene in the house once again shocked the old knight.

He opened his eyes wide and saw that the boy in the house ignored the gradually stiffening corpse after resting for a while.

The boy turned around, took out the stored fire from the brazier, lit the fire, poured water into the pot, took out the dried meat and fish...

It was to the dead man that he started cooking!

Facing a corpse that had just died, he could still cook meat in the pot, light a fire to roast fish, and eat with relish.

This kind of psychological quality may not be a big deal for the veteran, but for a boy of eight or nine years old, it is enough to make people look sideways.

"Psychic."

At this moment, the old knight had already seen the fluorescent light in the eyes, and he couldn't help but clap his hands: "This quality..."

In the boy's eyes, the water-colored pupils were slightly flashing with a warm light. It was not the reflection of the moonlight, but the brilliance from the inner heart, which was the most representative feature of psychics.

This quality is no longer described by "excellent".

Even if the parents of the noble family are psychics, the fetus in the womb is stimulated by psychic energy from the beginning of pregnancy. With such superior family conditions, it is not 100% that they will become psychics when they grow up, and the awakening rate does not exceed 30%.

In the final analysis, psychic energy has extremely high requirements for willpower. Except for those who have awakened psychic energy at birth and are born "chosen ones", all acquired psychics have willpower and tenacity above ordinary people. This is the key point.

"It's not accidental that you can resist successfully and kill your parents who abuse you."

Looking deeply at the boy in the house, the old knight is very interested in what he will do next.

It can be seen that after the boy finished his meal and recovered his strength for a while, he began to clean up the scene, sort out the bodies, open the windows for ventilation, and disperse the bloody smell.

Then, the boy went into the house, stroked his younger brother's face, and fed him porridge.

The old knight heard the boy's low murmurs, those words that revealed his firmness and determination to protect his relatives.

--He is a good child. He thought so.

After arranging his brother, the boy with white hair and blue eyes dragged the body out, while the old man with gray-brown eyes wore a navy blue robe, and the two walked in distinct shadows.

The knight followed the boy quietly in the moonlight.

Since he was wanted by the empire more than ten years ago and lived in exile under a false name, he has experienced countless attacks and manhunts, but this is the first time he has tracked down a child under ten years old.