Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

The Ursus man shuddered, his face turned pale, and he staggered in front of his wife and daughter, staring at the thugs in front of him with bloodshot eyes.

Amid the crying of the child, the leader instructed his subordinates from behind: "Don't hurt the little guy. A normal child can be sold at half the price at the research institute."

"Angelina, stay here and don't go out. If the situation gets bad, run away." White Wolf said in a deep voice.

She couldn't bear it any longer.

She knew very well that her experience in fighting humans only existed in the training grounds, which was completely different from a real life-and-death fight. It would be absolutely foolish to take the initiative to face three difficult bounty hunters. But if she hid here and watched the tragedy happen, she would never sleep well for the rest of her life.

Actions must be strategic. The enemy is strong and we are weak, so we must try to make use of every advantage we can.

In countless sparring matches, the only thing she was better than her adoptive father in was speed. Thanks to Rupert's agility, her sword-drawing speed had long impressed her opponent.

The wind is howling and the leaves are falling in disorder. The noise of the attack can be concealed by the environment. You are in the dark and the enemy is in the light. The first attack should be a surprise attack that can best take advantage of speed. Get rid of one enemy first, and then try to deal with the other two.

Among the three targets, the one closest to him is the bounty hunter leader. To catch a thief, one must catch the leader first, so this person is the primary target!

Don't be impatient.

Slowly grasp the hilt of the sword with your right hand.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath.

For a moment, she seemed to be back in the small town of Sarre again, back to that small training ground, where the old man was standing beside her and instructing her on swordsmanship: Concentrate on every swing of your sword, the battlefield will not give you the opportunity to be distracted.

The distant past and the present slowly overlap.

Focus your eyes on one point.

It's now!

The long sword came out of the sheath, and the hunter's figure suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes. This was a visual illusion caused by the fast speed and the instantly shortened distance. The flame instantly ignited the long sword, and the wind and fire intertwined, drawing a deadly arc among the flying dead leaves.

clang--

The harsh metallic roar made the white wolf's ears buzz, and the whole world was filled with only the buzzing.

At the critical moment, the bounty hunter leader blocked the fatal sword with his knife, but as a price, he staggered back and spit out blood with a wow.

good chance!

Just as White Wolf was about to chase, his expression suddenly changed when he saw spider-web-like cracks covering the sword. With a "pop" sound, the iron sword broke into pieces.

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This was something White Wolf never expected.

What was even more shocked was the bounty hunter leader, whose keen sense of smell allowed him to spot the guy lurking on the high ground at the very beginning. As a seasoned bounty hunter, he immediately planned to take advantage of the situation and let his accomplices take action first, and then he pretended to stand there doing nothing, with one hand ready with a weapon in his arms.

He should have given the attacker a perfect counterattack, but the opponent's behavior far exceeded his expectations.

Fast, too fast!

It was so fast that he only had time to make a defensive move, and even though he blocked the opponent's attack, he almost died in the follow-up move.

But the funny thing is that the weapon in the opponent's hand was a real inferior product, and he actually saved his life because of this.

He knew that he had already won. Although he was injured by the sword just now and had difficulty moving, he now only needed to move his fingers slightly.

The next moment, White Wolf saw a bloodthirsty smile on the bounty hunter leader's face, and he took out a brass metal weapon from his waist with his right hand. It was a Ratlan rifle.

Oops!

Although he had only seen it in books, White Wolf immediately recognized this extremely dangerous Lateran weapon, which could kill people with just a pull of the trigger.

Why didn't they act immediately? What was the enemy hesitating about?

She soon realized the reason from the other party's lustful gaze. At this moment, the other two bounty hunters also surrounded her from other angles, and her retreat was completely blocked.

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The more critical the moment, the calmer White Wolf became.

Her adoptive father often told her that the situation on the battlefield changed rapidly and she must never give up any hope.

Judging from the fight with the hunter leader, these people were not very strong, and their swordsmanship level was definitely far below her. As long as the enemy approached, she was confident that she could quickly seize a weapon with her speed advantage and military fighting skills. During this process, the leader holding a gun would most likely stop attacking for fear of hurting his companions.

The two sides were in a standoff. White Wolf stared at the bounty hunter leader while waiting for the enemy behind him to approach.

The bounty hunter leader was no longer nervous when he saw his men getting closer. He glanced at the white wolf with lustful eyes and said, "Ahem, nosy lady, as long as you surrender, we can sit down and have a good talk about life."

The white wolf ignored the other party and just calculated the distance silently.

five meters.

three meters.

Two meters.

enough!

The enemy behind her was close enough for her to launch a surprise attack. She suddenly kicked down and jumped to the left. At the same moment, she saw panic and calmness on the bounty hunter leader's face.

The other party raised his gun without mercy.

Why? Wasn't the person he was approaching his companion?

Why can we aim our weapons at our enemies and companions without mercy and thought?

A sudden enlightenment came to her mind.

Is this a bounty hunter?

She knew that she realized it too late, the mistake had been made and could not be undone. It only took less than 0.1 second to kill an unarmored unit with a gun.

Angelina, you are a little girl who can fly, you must leave safely. Your sister can only take you here.

However, there was no gunshot, only strange popping sounds, as if something sharp was piercing the flesh.

White Wolf opened his eyes in confusion and tried to take the bounty hunter's knife as planned. However, the guy was frightened by the leader's gun and let White Wolf succeed easily.

With a backhanded blow, bright red blood splattered into the dry grass.

She now had time to look at the bounty hunter leader not far away. She saw that he was kneeling in a strange posture, with a silver arrow stuck into the ground in each of his hands. His forehead was pierced by a third arrow, leaving a horrible hole.

The last bounty hunter was so frightened that he screamed and tried to escape into the jungle, but he only took two steps when a fatal silver arrow suddenly pierced through his back and nailed him directly to the tree.

Afterwards, White Wolf saw Angelina jumping down from the high ground, followed by a Kuranta girl carrying a silver-gray compound bow. It seemed that this was the mysterious person who had helped just now.

"Sister Bai, how are you? Are you hurt?" Angelina ran over with red eyes and cried, "I'm so useless. I can't help at all."

White Wolf rubbed Miss Volper's head and said, "I'm fine, little Angelina, don't blame yourself. An older sister is supposed to protect her younger sister."

She looked at her savior again: "Hello, I am Bai Lang, thank you very much for your help just now, what should I call you?"

"Just call me Platinum." The Kuranta girl yawned and said casually.

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In a spacious cave, everyone was hiding from the rain. There was a bonfire in the middle of the cave, and occasionally the crackling sound of burning wood could be heard.

White Wolf held a wooden stick in his right hand and fiddled with the firewood in front of him. Angelina was teasing the little girl next to her. Children have innocent minds. Even though they had just experienced something terrible, they could forget about it immediately and started playing happily.

"So why go so far? Wouldn't it be more convenient to immigrate to Casimir?" White Wolf asked puzzled.

After solving the problem of the bounty hunter, it started to rain soon, so they went to the cave with the family to take shelter from the rain. After a brief understanding, she learned that this was an immigrant family from Ursus.

"It's difficult!" Old man Ursus lit a pipe and sighed, "The knights of Casimir want to collect taxes, and we won't be able to live there."

Miss Platinum, who was maintaining her bow and arrow, curled her lips and showed an expression that said, "As expected."

"What does Miss Platinum think of Knight Casimir?" White Wolf turned his head and asked. She was very interested in this privileged class similar to the Western Middle Ages. Coincidentally, this girl also mentioned that she was from Casimir.

Bai Jin put down her compound bow and turned to look at Bai Lang:

"He's right. The knights of Casimir are either extremely stupid or bastards who only care about money."

Bailang roughly understood what she meant. She seemed to be expressing the corruption and depravity of Casimir's upper class. He didn't expect that Miss Platinum, who looked lazy and sloppy, actually had some angry young man attributes.

After sorting out her bow and arrows, the girl seemed to be sleepy again, so the white wolf stopped disturbing her and continued to communicate with the immigrant family.

"If that's the case, then Columbia is indeed a good choice."

"Yes." The old man Ursus took another puff of his pipe. "Now many immigrants are coming here."

"Dad also said there are Chantu in Columbia. Sister, do you know what Chantu is?" The little girl who was playing with stones with Angelina heard the word Columbia and her face turned red with excitement.

The girl's father hurriedly explained: "Don't listen to the kid's nonsense. We just need to find a place to live a stable life. There is no need to have so many ideas."

This little guy must be talking about the "future", White Wolf thought. Colombia is an emerging immigrant country. Every year, countless people with dreams come to this land, hoping to build their own careers. Now it seems that even the refugees from Ursus know this place.

The influx of people has pushed Colombia's huge state machine forward rapidly, but how many people can finally achieve the coveted vision of success?

Most of the time, it should be that everything it has is burned to ashes!

But without these successive ashes, how can history move forward?

The little girl interacted with her father dissatisfiedly: "I'm not talking nonsense, my father is just a stingy guy, he doesn't want anyone to know anything."

She lifted her sleeves mysteriously and said, "Mom said only smart children have gems, but Dad won't let me show them to others."

White Wolf took a look and saw that it was a small source stone crystal, crystal clear and beautiful as if it were an angel's tear.

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PS: The Lateran gun, also known as the musket, is the exclusive weapon of the Lateran people and is also a popular item on the Terra black market.

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The white wolf raised her head and saw the painful pleading on the face of the child's father. She touched the girl's head and reminded her: "Your father is doing this for your own good. The bad guys will take the gems away after seeing it. Good girl, be obedient."

"Okay." The little setback made the girl a little dejected, but she was immediately attracted by a small insect in the hole and ran away with it attentively.

"Thank you." The man said gratefully.

White Wolf sighed, "This is probably the main reason you came to Columbia."

"Yes, I can't stay in Ursus any longer." The man lowered his head.

"Can you tell me about the situation in Ursus? I am also infected and I am planning to go to Ursus."

The sleepy Miss Platinum moved her ears and continued to doze off in the same place.

"Ah, girl, please don't go over there. I know you are good at fighting, but it's useless." The Ursus man hurriedly advised.

"I'm not worried about my infection status being detected, and I won't stay there for too long, I just want to understand the situation."

The Ursus man breathed a sigh of relief. He stared blankly at the campfire and began to tell what he had seen and heard.

Originally, there was no particularly serious discrimination against the infected in Ursus, but the previous emperor suddenly changed his temperament in his later years. He began to implement extremely strict policies towards the infected and continued to carry out cleansing activities. These actions directly led to a sharp deterioration in the living conditions of the infected.

Ordinary people are also increasingly hostile to the infected under the government's propaganda. It is said that two generals with great military achievements, Hellagur and Patriot, left the Ursus military because of this and are now missing.

Most of the infected placed their hopes on the new emperor, but after he ascended the throne, the new emperor did not abolish the old emperor's policies. Instead, he allowed the nobles to take even more extreme measures, and the empire increasingly became a prison for the infected.

In order to survive, the infected people began to seek other ways of making a living elsewhere. Some fled to the mountains, some fled to the tundra, and some risked their lives to cross the border and sneak into other countries.

If Yatli's narration was from the perspective of the upper class, then what she heard today was the crisis of the infected from the perspective of the lower class.

The combination of the two stories caused great confusion in her mind.

She couldn't understand. The old emperor's behavior could be explained by his temperament changing drastically in his later years, but why did the young new emperor allow this twisted hatred to spread?

No one with political wisdom, no, no one with normal mind would do this!

Because of its own uniqueness, every desperate infected person may cause immeasurable damage, which would pose a huge threat to national security. Moreover, two famous generals left because of this. If Ursus allowed this situation to happen, wouldn’t it be destroying its own Great Wall?

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The cold autumn rain fell all night. The next day, the group took advantage of the rain to go down the mountain and came to a small town surrounded by farmland.

According to local people, this small town is under the jurisdiction of Cast Iron City, which is where Angelina handed in the task and is also White Wolf's next destination.

The previous battle with the bounty hunter allowed White Wolf to gain a lot of things. In addition to a small amount of federal currency, the spoils also included three cold weapons and a Lateran gun.

White Wolf gave the seized federal coins to Ursus's refugee family, wishing them a stable life in their new home. She kept the remaining weapons in her own hands.

White Wolf took the three knives to the blacksmith shop in the town and exchanged them for the "peerless sword" in the shop.

The old blacksmith solemnly guaranteed that the entire sword was made of exotic iron. Mainly because the people in the town were only interested in farm tools, he couldn't sell it, so he sold it to White Wolf at a low price.