The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Altariel showed no signs of stopping, nor did her speed slow down. Sometimes, they can vaguely see herder's tent nearby. Rohan is a nomadic kingdom, a kingdom that lives on horseback. Most people here live by hunting and grazing instead of farming. So that their settlements move all the time, only under the White Mountains and near the Eisen River Ferry, neat villages can be seen. But Zelin knew that they were still far away from these places.

Time passed quickly. When the twilight was getting thicker and the demon hunter ran up a hill on horseback, a thick black was vaguely seen on the distant horizon, which made the horizon look like a painter. I used a paintbrush to draw the thin lines. Strike hard. Directly below the hills, there is a large flat grassland, looking from both sides, it is endless emerald green, but this emerald green has already been dyed black in the gloomy sky.

Altariel had arrived, sitting cross-legged on the ground, letting the foal stand nearby, lowering its head to bite the grass on the ground.

"I thought you would be on the road day and night." Zelin pulled the reins and gradually slowed down Avak. "On the horizon in the distance, is the Fargon Forest?"

"Yes, your eyes are good, you can see it, but no matter how good your eyes are, you can't see the threat posed by the forest." Altarel broke apart the Rambas in his hand and chewed at will After taking two mouthfuls, he swallowed, then took out the water bag and raised his head to drink. This little biscuit and the water in the water bag seemed to be her dinner today. After drinking the water, she wiped the water droplets from the corner of her mouth. "You can soothe your stiff limbs, eat some food, I will rest for an hour, and then continue to set off."

"An hour?" Virginia asked in disbelief. "We'll faint from hunger on the way."

Altariel blocked the water bag with an oak plug, and she glanced at Virginia, who was taking out the slices of bread from the package. "If I were you, I would choose to put those rough meats back in the package, and then enjoy the Lambs biscuits presented to you by Mrs. Galadriel. It can replenish energy for the eater, speed up the healing of injuries, and It allows you to control your limbs in a way that is beyond mortal. Eat a piece and you can get the energy needed for a long journey for a day. Of course, it can’t satisfy your appetite. Even if you eat it, you will still crave the taste of bread and meat. So you can mix your bacon with biscuits and eat it. Hurry up, time is passing by."

After all, Altarel wrapped herself in a cloak, sat cross-legged on the ground, and closed her eyes. Although she was resting, the two short knives were still on her legs. Zelin believed that if an enemy appeared nearby, she could immediately draw out the two knives to counter attacks from other directions.

Seeing that the elf had rested, Virginia turned her gaze to Zelin.

"This little biscuit is really as good as she said?"

There was a hint of surprise in her words.

"I don't know, because I haven't tasted it." Zelin took out a cookie and handed it to the mage girl. "Get a good rest, when we pass through the Fargon Forest, when we get to Isengard, we don't need to hurry like this."

"If it is true, that is to say, I don't need to care about how much food I eat every day in the future. Only a small piece of biscuit can make me not need to eat anything in one day?" The mage girl took the biscuit, and she widened. Eyes, as if to see some clues from the biscuit. "Oh, I dare say that if you can sell such biscuits to Cyrodir, those upper-class ladies who are troubled by weight will definitely be happy to spend more in exchange for such food."

Zelin looked at Virginia, and finally sighed heavily.

He will never understand how important weight and body shape are to a woman.

The Rambass biscuit is indeed as Altarel claimed. Zellin tried to eat a piece. The hunger that was about to gush from his stomach instantly disappeared, and his tired limbs were refilled with strength, as if He has just experienced a deep sleep. The biscuits tasted strange, he didn't know what words to use to describe it. But he must admit that such biscuits are indeed delicious.

Altariel said that she would take a rest for an hour, but after only more than ten minutes, she opened her eyes and urged the demon hunter and Virginia to mount their horses.

"We have to be faster and faster. If the speed is fast enough, we can reach the Fargon Forest tomorrow evening." She said eagerly, without showing the slightest fatigue on her face. "We will not rest when we pass through the Fargon Forest. I plan to travel day and night so that we can cross the woodland after a day and a night."

"One day and one night?"

"Yes." The elf nodded to Virginia. "Your soft leather boots are great for trekking in the forest. Don't worry, they won't be worn out."

"No, I'm not worried about damaging the boots." The mage girl's expression turned a little bad. "Are we going to walk through the forest day and night on foot?"

"Of course, otherwise why would we waste time?"

Altarel didn't stop, she waved the rein, and the brown horse neighed and left.

"Don't worry, Virginia." Zelin saw the embarrassment of the mage girl. Altariel can move forward on two legs for a day and night, and the demon hunter can also keep up, but it may only take one day for her to walk through the forest on her legs, and her feet will be painful. Can't walk. "We only need to reach the forest and know the situation in the forest. At that time, I will let Avak carry you. It is as flexible as an elk in the forest."

In response, Virginia smiled.

"Don't worry about me, I'm just thinking, should I make some stamina potions." She lifted the ends of her hair hanging down to her forehead. "I won't hold you back, no matter how fast you move forward, I can follow you closely. Let's go, otherwise we won't be able to see Miss Altariel's back."

The first thousand six hundred and seventy-four chapters of Fagong Forest

The trees on the edge of the Fargon Forest are like a neatly towering city wall, separating the forest from the grassland outside.

"It's almost like stepping into another world." Before night fell, as Altarel said, they reached the outskirts of the Fargon Forest. Of course, relative to this journey, this is not the end, this is just the beginning.

From the outside, this is not a docile forest. Twisted and weird dark brown trees form an endless woodland, and the wide canopy and dense foliage form a unique dome above the forest. The dim twilight tried to cross the gap in the dome—between the canopy of the big tree, between the branches covered with leaves—poplar, pine and birch, and many demon hunters could not recognize it at first sight. Named trees. There are too many, maybe too similar. If you don't distinguish them carefully, you might think that the trees here are all the same.

Altariel untied the reins and let her pony trot, disappearing into the grassland. Zelin waited for Virginia to turn over and dismount, and gestured to Avak. The ghost horse's figure turned into a ball of blue light and disappeared into the air, leaving only a horse skull on the ground. Zelin walked over and picked up the skull. Altariel had been staring at him, to be precise, the bone block in his hand.

"What kind of creature is this?"

"A creature that can help us." Zelin said. "For example, it's good at kicking orcs to the ground. Before you set off, you said it's dangerous. What kind of creatures live here?"

"Shepherd of Hundred Trees, Ente."

"Ente?"

"Perhaps you will understand better when I say Treeman?"

"Okay, I get it."

Altariel turned and stepped into the forest, the gray-green cloak swinging with her pace.

"Are you okay?" Zelin asked Virginia, who was rubbing her waist and moving her sore shoulders.

"I'm fine." The mage girl didn't have much fatigue on her face. "That kind of cookie is really effective."

"Don't hold on, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

"I will."

Under the dense branches and leaves of the forest, there is a creaky wetland, composed of rotten wood, dry branches, and decaying tree trunks. Insects buzzed, and lizards rustled under their feet. The jumping and lively squirrel ran up and down, and immediately disappeared among the branches after noticing the figure.

The demon hunter supported Virginia and carefully stepped over the dense cobweb-like rhizomes on the ground. There are too many trees here, the roots are entwined with each other, one by one curved fir trees close together. But in any gap where the soil is exposed, ferns and moss will take the opportunity to occupy it. Maybe there are too many trees here, maybe the light and shadow of the nightfall make the eyes illusion, and the nearby trees seem to be gradually surrounding them, as if they are bowing their heads to observe these outsiders walking into the forest.

The darkness enveloped the woodland, and a faint mist was gradually spreading. In the Fargon Forest, Altariel must also slow down and carefully avoid the thick, curved trees.

"Tree people, where are they?"

Virginia squeezed the staff and looked around curiously. "I have never seen living trees. Are they the same as humans? Or they are between humans and trees. What is their body structure like? They can talk like humans and have eyes? Then, they How do they make a sound? I have always been curious, if trees knew that humans would cut down other trees to burn fires and build houses, what would they think?"

Suddenly there was a low grunt in the silent forest.

"They don't like what you say, woman." Altariel rolled his head. "They are talking in a low voice, and we have to go through the forest. You better not talk about a tree with this kind of words."

"Talk? Oh, I'm just thinking about some academic issues, because from a biological point of view, it is impossible for a hard bark and a soft body to appear at the same time...Oh, well, I won't say anything more. "

The nearby trees shook slightly, and their yellow leaves fell one after another.

"Don't provoke them, the trees... it's weird, there is a little anger in their words." Altariel said. "Forests rarely feel unhappy. I can only hope that their emotions are not directed at you. In any case, we'd better go through the forest as soon as possible. Mrs. Galadriel warned me not to stay in the Fargon Forest. "

"Thank you for reminding us how to go."

Zelin watched the twisted forest warily. "Virginia, let’s just say a few words. Sometimes it is difficult to define the difference between academic speech and insulting speech. Just like if the high elves of the ancestor Shenzhou talked about the physical difference between imperial people and monkeys in front of you, you too Will feel angry."

"Oh, if I know that you are not as reckless as other humans, I should go directly to Mordor from Lorrain." Altariel took out a small piece of biscuit and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it. "Hurry up, we have to hurry up, the evil never waits."

"You said you came to help us, did you go a long way?"

"Mrs. Galadriel told me that you will also go to Mordor to fight against the evil that breeds there, so I think, no matter how much you can play, any force against evil is worth helping. If you are seeing the ring spirits Before and the army of half-orcs, I died in the Fargon Forest because I didn’t understand this place. It’s too bad.” Perhaps Altarel wanted to say that she would help them, but the words she said always make people feel better. Feeling indifferent. "Hurry up, if at the current rate, we will need one day and one night to get out of the Fargon Forest. In the meantime, don't talk about trees anymore. This forest is old and very old. There are only a lot of descriptions about it. In poetry."

"Okay." Virginia raised her eyes and looked at the canopy above her head. "If what I just said offends me, I'm sorry. This is a very good forest."

"This is a nice forest? Yes, I accept your apology." A strange voice appeared in their ears. "Look at you, I almost felt like I was going to hate you just now, but you don't look so similar to the orcs, otherwise I will step on you before I hear your voice. I saw an elf standing By your side, but you turned around, things have changed recently, rocks, mountains, running water, and creatures that looted outside the forest."

The voice was very slow, like a shriveled mouth trying to squeeze characters out of his throat. Before half of its words were finished, Zelin and Virginia turned around and looked in the direction from which the voice came, and Altariel also raised his head and looked at the person on the upper floor. Face. They are not short, but in the face of such creatures, they must raise their heads as much as possible to get a full view of each other.