Demon King, you just need to conquer, and your husband will come up with the solution.

Although everyone still had doubts about Simmons, the appearance of the little girl did ease the tense atmosphere a lot. An old man with a child... shouldn't be a dangerous person... probably...

Simmons patted the girl hiding in the hem of her coat and comforted her, "Hey~ Don't be afraid, Maria, these uncles and sisters are just too cautious, they don't mean any harm to you~"

Seeing the old man comforting the girl, Owenia's attitude softened a little, and she explained the purpose of her inquiry: "Mr. Simmons, the reason why I asked about your client is to prevent you from making up excuses to get away with it.

I am quite familiar with the dark wizard community. As long as you can tell me who the dark wizard you are looking for is, I will naturally be able to judge whether you are telling the truth or a lie.

Moreover, if I am familiar with the dark wizard you are talking about, maybe I can share with you the intelligence I know. Isn't intelligence what you bounty hunters value most?"

Hearing this, Simmons heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, Miss, why didn't you tell me earlier? Okay, my next client is the dark wizard Akatok. I wonder if you know him well?"

"Akatok?" Ovinia frowned. The wizard group is considered a small circle within the extraordinary group, and the dark wizard is a smaller circle within the small circle. Basically, whoever becomes a dark wizard, other wizards can get some information.

Akatok Ovinia naturally knew something about this black wizard, a seventh-level black wizard who was quite well-known in the wizarding circle, but outside the circle, few people knew about this black wizard.

His name is not something that can be known by hearsay. The old hunter was able to call out his name, which obviously shows that he has a deeper understanding of him.

In this case, Simmons's identity as a bounty hunter should be no problem, so Ovinia nodded, put away the hand cannon on her secondary limb, nodded and said: "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Simmons. At present, you are not lying."

Since even Ovinia nodded, the other members of the caravan restrained their hostility and put down their weapons.

The old hunter Simmons also breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a lingering fear, "Oh, that's good, that's good~ I didn't intend to disturb you from enjoying your dinner.

But my little granddaughter has been sleeping outdoors for several days and really wants to eat something hot, so I can only lower my face and come here to get some food..."

As he spoke, Simmons pushed out the girl hiding in the hem of her coat and introduced her naively, “This is my granddaughter, Maria, who just turned ten this year.

This girl is a little hungry now. Do you have any extra food? Can you give her some? It doesn't need to be too much trouble, as long as it's hot! "

……

"Wow! This stew is really delicious! Hi hahahaha, it's been so many days since I came out of Sorensenburg, I didn't expect to be able to eat such delicious food in the wilderness!"

Simmons ate the stew in big mouthfuls, laughing and exclaiming in admiration, saying that although the old man looked quite old, his words and actions were full of the boldness and cheerfulness that were unique to young hunters.

As for the old hunter's granddaughter Maria, she sat quietly beside him, eating the stew. The little girl was indeed hungry and ate very quickly.

But perhaps because she was a girl with good looks, Simmons ate voraciously, while Maria ate with inexplicable euphoria.

Some of the more outgoing members of the caravan pretended to be brave enough to approach and start a conversation: "Hey, old hunter, how old are you? You are still a bounty hunter at such an old age?"

"Haha~ I can't help it. The world is like this. I was a hunter when I was young, and now that I'm old I don't have any other skills, so I can only continue to be a hunter~"

"Hiss, is it appropriate to do such a dangerous job and bring your granddaughter with you?"

"Hey~ There's nothing I can do about it. My son died a few years ago, and my daughter-in-law also left my daughter and ran off somewhere. I had no choice but to take care of her. Although it's a bit troublesome, I've gotten used to it after taking care of her for a few years."

Hearing the old man explaining his somewhat unbearable current situation in such a normal tone, everyone in the convoy couldn't help but sigh, and lamented that life is not easy.

Before long, the old man had become friends with the caravan's guards.

Trinity, Ovinia and Helena, who were standing not far away, started talking quietly.

Trinity curled her lips and asked, "Ovenia, do you really think this old guy is okay?"

Ovinia shook her head and said, "How can it be okay? It's weird enough for an old hunter to bring a girl to such a scene."

"Then why do you accept them?" Helena asked with a frown.

"Because it's easy to stop an open robbery, but it's hard to guard against a hidden attack. If this old man and this young man really have some ill intentions towards us, then throwing them back into the dark will be disadvantageous to us. It may be safer to let them stay and be exposed to our surveillance."

After hearing this, Helena nodded in understanding and said, "That's true... Then I'll find a few night watch guards and ask them to keep an eye on them."

"Um……"

While Helena was discussing with Ovinia, Trinity was looking at the girl Maria who had been sitting next to the old hunter, thoughtfully.

After Helena left, Ovinia looked at Trinity's strange expression and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Trinity, do you feel something is wrong?"

"Well... I always have an inexplicable feeling... that girl is weird..."

"It's strange enough to be in this situation."

"No, no, no, I'm not talking about this kind of weirdness..." Trinity shook her head and said, "I just instinctively felt that the girl made me feel a little uncomfortable..."

As the two were whispering, Maria, who was holding her empty bowl, seemed to feel a little hungry, so she stood up and planned to add some more food to the stew pot.

However, halfway through the walk, Maria's eyes suddenly turned to the roasted chicken placed on a campfire tray not far away, and she seemed to be attracted by it.

After staring for a while, Maria saw that no one else went up to eat, so she licked her tongue bravely, walked to the roast chicken, broke off a chicken leg, and stuffed it into her mouth with great anticipation.

Catherine, who was standing by, was startled when she noticed Maria's action and wanted to speak up to stop her, but it was obviously too late.

At this moment, Maria had already bitten off the chicken leg and started chewing it with a satisfied look on her face.

But halfway through her meal, Maria's face froze, and then, without hesitation, she spat out the chicken in her mouth and said the first sentence since her debut.

"It tastes so bad..."

This undisguised negative review shocked the camp and made everyone's attention focus on Shana who came out of the dining car and was eating an apple.

Faced with such blunt negative reviews, Shana's face puffed up, she took a few deep breaths, and tears flashed in her eyes. She snorted with grievance, took a bite of the apple, and quickly ran back to the dining car, unwilling to see anyone again.

"Pfft~" Trinity couldn't help laughing when she saw this scene, and whispered into Ovinia's ear: "Well, now I feel that girl makes me feel comfortable~ The feeling just now was probably an illusion~"

Chapter 105

Go to sleep. Go to sleep.

"So, Mr. Simmons, your destination is the Duolun Empire? That's really the opposite of our destination."

Seeing that Simmons had finished his meal, Ovinia walked up to him and started a conversation.

Simmons smiled and replied, "That's right. I just heard from my friends in the caravan that your destination is Sorensenburg, and you are coming to the Duolun Empire. What a coincidence~"

Then, he touched his bloated belly and said with emotion: "I heard that Duolun Empire is a country of delicious food. Since you are from Duolun, the cook must be from Duolun, hahaha, as expected, Duolun's food is well-deserved~"

Listening to Simmons's sigh, Ovinia did not comment, but talked about other topics: "I do know something about Akatok. He became a dark wizard twenty-three years ago.

Before becoming a dark wizard, he was an excellent witch doctor. However, later people discovered that he unscrupulously hunted mortals as his experimental subjects in order to study medicine, so he was criticized as a dark wizard.

Moreover, ten years ago, he was put on the wanted list of the church because it was determined that he was actually a pagan and had joined the Senluo Society.

As for the Senluo Society, you also know that this organization never fights alone, so this time you may not be dealing with just Akatok, but a group of people."

Simmons was a little surprised after hearing this, but he still thanked her: "Oh~hahaha, Miss Witch, you really know a lot about Akatok. Thank you, your information is very useful to me."

"This information is well known in the wizarding world and is not difficult to obtain. I just want to say that it is not a wise choice for an old man like you to hunt down such a dangerous target with a granddaughter."

Facing Owenia's reminder, Simmons smiled and shook his head, saying: "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Witch, but you may have some misunderstandings about bounty hunters.

For us, we hunt wanted criminals not because they are easy to hunt, but because they are difficult to hunt. Only dangerous wanted criminals have a high enough bounty.

So it is impossible for us to give up our goal just because of the danger.”

"You have this granddaughter to take care of, yet you still want to take such a risk?" Ovinia asked with a frown.

Simmons adjusted his old hat and said, "Well, this is also one of the reasons why I took my granddaughter to the Duolun Empire.

I happen to have some distant relatives in the Duolun Empire, and perhaps I can entrust my granddaughter to them. So, Miss Witch, you don't have to worry about an old man like me and my granddaughter. "

Ovinia frowned at Simmons's words. How to say it? Although it can be considered self-consistent, there are too many far-fetched points. There are too many suspicious points about the combination of this old and young.

However, up to now, Ovinia has not felt that the two have shown any ill will towards the caravan...

Perhaps, I was indeed a little too sensitive. Even if they didn't tell the truth, they were just a chance encounter with the caravan. We would go our separate ways tomorrow because of different routes, and we might never see each other again.

There is really no need to dig deep into the matter.

So, Ovinia lowered her eyes and said, "Since you have made thoughtful arrangements, I won't bother you any more. If you don't mind, you can rest with the caravan tonight."

"No, of course not! Young people nowadays are really kind-hearted~"

"It's just a little effort."

After waving her hand, Ovinia glanced at Maria, the girl sitting next to Simmons, only to see that Maria was staring at her straight, with clear eyes that were even a little sadistic.

Why was she staring at her like that? Ovinia was a little confused.

Maria stared at him for a long time before she said the second sentence she had said so far: "You have six hands!"

Hearing this, Ovinia was speechless. It turned out that you only paid attention to this little thing after staring at it for most of the day? Sure enough... it's just a little kid...

"Oh... yes, my sister has six hands..."

Ovinia pouted and responded to Maria, and then noticed that there seemed to be a necklace hanging around the girl's neck. The main part of the necklace was hidden in Maria's collar and could not be seen.

Because of this detail, Ovinia looked at Simmons' neck next to her and found that Simmons was also wearing a necklace, but the main part of the necklace was also hidden in his collar.

"Mr. Simmons, are you religious?"

"Ah?" Simmons was slightly stunned, then smiled and nodded and admitted: "Yes, my family are all believers of the righteous God. How did you know that?"

Ovinia pointed to her neck and said, "Necklaces, generally speaking, people wear necklaces to decorate themselves, but in this case, they shouldn't be hidden in their clothes.

In this case, the necklaces you two are wearing are obviously not for decoration. If they are not for decoration, then they are for faith. It seems that I was right."

Simmons clapped his hands and exclaimed: "Hmm~ Miss Witch, do you want to change your career and become a detective or something? I think it's pretty good~"

Ovinia smiled, shook her head, and then stopped chatting and turned back to Trinity.

However, she didn't notice that behind her, Maria was holding the necklace on her chest, her eyes still focused on her...

……

As the night deepened, Ovinia felt a little sleepy. She yawned, turned off the lantern hanging on her other hand with one hand, and closed the books in her other two hands.

Finally, he took a look at the other caravan members who had fallen asleep, as well as the few people sitting in front of the fire, responsible for keeping watch. In addition to the caravan's guards, the brave team also sent someone to join the night watch.

only……

"Who are you..." Ovinia looked at the young priest Annabelle who was holding the scepter and looked extremely immature, and couldn't help but mutter and complain. The presence of this young priest in the brave team was really low.

She is young, timid, weak, and speaks quietly. She looks immature and unreliable. Let this girl come to keep watch? Ha... I hope this girl won't cry when something unexpected happens...

After muttering a few words, Ovinia stopped thinking about it, wrapped herself in a blanket, closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

On the other side, in front of the campfire, several guards were chatting in low voices. These guards were all low-class people who had been hanging out among mercenaries and thieves for years. The things they talked about were extremely vulgar, making it impossible for Annabelle, the young priest who was also on night watch, to fit in.

As if to prevent the little priest from getting bored, several guard mercenaries started to tease, "Hey, Miss Priest, why did you suddenly feel like keeping watch with us today?"

The little priest smiled awkwardly and said, "Wow...Originally, Sister Shana should have been the one to keep watch today, but Sister Shana was in a bad mood today, so she was not asked to keep watch."

"So Miss Catherine asked you to come and keep watch?"

The little priest shook his head and muttered, "No, no, no, it's not Catherine who asked me to do this. It's... I volunteered. I feel like I've been taken care of too much by everyone, so... so I also want to try to be independent..."

Many of these guards are in their forties, and most of them already have families with children approaching adulthood. In their eyes, a little girl like Annabell's age is almost the same as their own daughter.

Seeing their "daughter" say this, the guards immediately softened their hearts.

They all gave the young priest a thumbs up and encouraged him, "Okay, okay, you have ambition. Then start by keeping watch to practice your courage. Don't worry, with the uncles here, you will find that keeping watch is not that difficult."

Encouraged by the guards, Annabell shrank her head, smiled timidly and nodded.

The night was still long and the night watch was quite boring, so the group of people chatted to kill time. But maybe because it was too boring, after a while, one of the guards couldn't help but yawn.

"Ha~ George, you're not in such good spirits~ The vigil has just begun, why are you already coughing so much~"

"Tsk...get away, Bob, my yawning doesn't mean I'm going to sleep! Ah...ah...ah~ tsk~"

"Hahaha, another ha-che! Don't really go to bed before the early hours of the morning~ Oh... ah... ah~ che..."

"Yo yo yo, who are you talking about? Aren't you also laughing so much?"

"Tsk! It's an accident, just an accident. The more I yawn, the more energetic I feel! Ha... ha~ yawn..."

As if the coughing was contagious, all the guards standing guard beside the campfire started coughing.

"No... Do you feel, for no apparent reason, so sleepy..."

"Me too……"

"Tsk... there's a problem!"

An irresistible drowsiness soon swept over everyone. When the guards were all so sleepy that they could hardly open their eyes, they immediately realized that something was wrong!

"George! Ring the bell...someone is hypnotizing us..."

"Woo..." The guard named George struggled to get up, resisting his sleepiness, rushed to the campfire and grabbed the bell set up next to the campfire.

However, as soon as he touched the bell and shook it a few times, George fell straight to the ground and fell asleep, sleeping like a baby.

Even though the bell was rung, it had no effect. The bell rang throughout the camp, but did not wake up even a single person!