Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 15 Unrestrained Wilderness
  The wolves in the distance are approaching quietly. This is a medium-sized wolf pack. The entire group consists of 13 adult wolves. The species is the forest wolf, with a shoulder height of 3.3 feet (1.1 meters) and a body length of 5.7 feet (1.9 meters). ) medium-sized beast.

There were still blood stains on the corners of their mouths. It was obvious that the wolves did not return empty-handed last night.

But it seems that one prey failed to fill a dozen bellies, and now they have set a new target.

The wolves leaned down and quietly approached the deer drinking water not far away through the dense vegetation in the forest.

Animals do not need to abide by the rules set by druids at all. After all, they are nature itself and the embodiment of wildness.

However, precisely because of the hunting behavior of the wolves, Nohir can now take action.

The creed of the Verdant Woodland is not rigid, and in this case even taking action can be regarded as part of the cycle, and as long as it is not a pointless hunt, Father Nature will forgive it.

The deer are also very vigilant. Their leader has been observing whether there are predators around, but it seems that he has not found anything wrong. The other members of the group are replenishing the water they need for the day as quickly as possible. At this point in time, they encountered The probability of predators is the lowest, but they are not very lucky today.

The wolves approached quietly from all directions with their fur that blended in with the environment. The fog that had not dispersed filled in the last camouflage for the raid, and the smell of blood on their bodies was not carried by the wind.

Almost instantly, the pack of wolves that had reached the perfect attacking distance burst into action. All the wolves set their sights on the weakest old deer in the herd, and the two nearest wolves bit him on the hind legs.

A shrill scream rang out, and the beasts immediately fled in all directions. Other wolves quickly swarmed up and drowned the poor guy. This was a successful ambush.

However, the moment they moved, Nohir also spread his wings.

When the wolves targeted the oldest and weakest member of the herd, Nohir did the same. He spread his wings and glided through the air. When the entire wolf pack was immersed in the joy of hunting success, he reached out. Claws.

There was almost no sound when gliding in the air. The wolf running at the back was instantly pierced by the sharp claws without any reaction, and was killed in one blow.

Nohill quickly ended its suffering, carrying the 170-pound (160-kilogram) prey and flying across the river back to the tree before the ambush.

Only then did the wolves realize what had happened, and some wolves whimpered sadly, but this was the law of the wilderness.

Grief will not last long. The only thing the wolves can do now is to protect the prey they have obtained and get away from this no longer safe place as soon as possible.

"Nothing unfamiliar."

Nohir watched the wolves dragging the prey away, and then looked at the blood on his hands. The hunting experience could be said to be engraved in his bones. His combat effectiveness over the years had not been affected by his 20 years of memories.

After all, he used to be just a mortal with no power, and he was really afraid that his ordinary daily life would reduce the fighting ability of his current body.

Knowing that his fighting power had not weakened at all, Nohir was a little happy, but as he looked at the prey next to him, an inexplicable feeling of guilt slowly and deeply strangled his heart like a vine.

what happened? Obviously this kind of hunting should be normal, but why do I feel... guilty.

"No, Nohir, you know why."

Looking back at the memories of the past ten years or so, he realized that it had been a long time since he had killed a living thing for reasons other than survival like he did today.

In this world with gods, a large number of races were created by gods. Correspondingly, these races possess part of the temperament of the gods who created them.

When he was young, Nosir was influenced by his demon blood and often tortured and killed some innocent animals. The reason why he did this was just for fun. This was undoubtedly inherently evil.

However, as time passed, his ego instinct strengthened and began to rebel against his physical instinct. He himself began to hate this inexplicable blood lust and began to consciously suppress it.

In the end, under the temper of wilderness life and with the help of Harsin, he completely defeated the evil blood in his body.

However, today's behavior opened a crack for the evil beast that was firmly locked in his heart. It’s not that he minded killing, it’s just that like today, killing prey that he didn’t need for power disgusted him.

This goes against his own way of survival and the natural wilderness etiquette.

Nohir knew that what he said seemed too pretentious, but what you need to know is that his original camp was chaotic and kind.

The reason why we have become Chaotic Neutral now is just because we know how dangerous the world we live in is, and we force ourselves to face it calmly.

After all, he is an ordinary person. Although it is a bit shameless to say this, he has no clue whether it is this life or a previous life. The education he has received is enough to call him a good person in a broad sense.

You can kill, but not without reason. You can fight back freely when facing danger, but you will never kill ordinary creatures that have nothing to do with you. This is the bottom line he has set for himself.

And now in order to gain power, he has to take the lives of two more innocent animals.

"……Feel sorry."

Nohir closed his eyes and pondered his mistake.

And at this moment, he suddenly thought of something.

Nohir took off the holy symbol from around his neck, placed it on his chest and began to pray.

"Silvanus, god of all things in the wilderness, father of nature, please hear me."

"Your disciple, Nohir Temariti is about to embark on the road to promotion, and the price is the blood of three innocent beasts."

"This hunting is not to relieve hunger and thirst in the belly. This action also violates my creed."

"Father of Nature, please allow me to adapt to reincarnation, please allow me to be indomitable, and please allow the soul of the beast to turn into power and revive and wander in your country."

"I beg you to lower your gaze and guide me!"

"Take the soul of this innocent beast to your kingdom of God! Let it play freely in the wild wilderness!"

The dark brown oak tree holy symbol began to emit a bright green light, and this vision represented that Silvanus had heard his prayer, and the soul of this beast had been led to the wild wilderness.

In the invisible place of Nohir, the messenger of nature is guiding it, and it will be reborn in the Garden of Beasts.

"It actually worked!"

This eulogy was a soul-inducing eulogy given to him by Halsin. Some druids and rangers were so close to the wilderness that they could not bear to kill even if they wanted to survive.

And this eulogy can communicate with the messenger of Silvanus, allowing it to guide the souls of these creatures into the kingdom of God, instead of falling into the hell river Styx in the hazy chaos after death.

However, although Nohir knew this before, he had never used it. He was still a little disrespectful to the gods in his heart, but he didn't expect that it was just the first time that Silvanus responded.

"It's really good to have a kind god to guide you."

"At least this way, I feel better."

(End of this chapter)