◎The black wolf is coming, everyone is hiding, you should also hide quickly. ◎
"Devil!"
"Witch!"
Before the small stone was thrown at her head, Dill turned over in time and successfully avoided the stone, but she could not avoid the fate of being thrown upside down from the bed.
This is the power of [Ominous Premonition A]...
Lily on the side rubbed her eyes and looked at the dill on the ground in horror. The little girl scrambled to pull the girl who was several heads taller onto the bed, but she also fell down and fell heavily on Dill's breasts.
Dill: vomiting blood.
Dill spent a lot of effort to get up. She glanced at the children playing outside the window and found that they turned to bully the old hound Jack. Before she could curse, a white figure rushed out first.
The big white goose was fast and fierce, using its wings and feet together, it pecked a group of naughty children until they screamed.
Dill and Lily leaned on the window sill to admire the plight of the naughty child, and their sleepiness was gradually driven away.
Dill moved her nose and vaguely smelled the aroma of baking bread. The morning air was fluffy and light. Last night's rain had evaporated, leaving only the morning dew hanging from the tips of the green leaves. The breeze also carried a slight coolness.
It's great to live one more day.
Despite tossing and turning last night, Dill fell asleep. She is what Amber calls a heartless brat. As long as she can survive for one more day, she will naturally have to sleep and drink enough for the whole day. Otherwise, she will still be worried and scared until the moment before she dies, enjoying nothing and dying in an ugly state. Thanks for that.
In fact, Dill was struggling for a long time in the first half of the night, and she chatted with Yue Gui for most of the night. But as Yue Gui said, this is her magic. Whether it is [abundance] or [ominous omen], these troubles that plague her all come from her power, but she couldn't see it before.
The person driving the horse should not run in front of the horse. She must control them, otherwise one day, she will be trampled to pieces by the horse's hooves.
Outside, Mrs. Cole prepared a sumptuous breakfast just as she said; crispy and flat bread filled with a stuffing of crushed peas and acorns, and black bread made with old wine. After roasting it, although it was rough, it was still fragrant. There was also a large pot of hot milk in a clay pot on the window table, with traces of steam coming out to dissipate heat.
Seeing Lily's expression as if she had seen Santa Claus putting out gifts with her own eyes, Dill guessed that Mrs. Cole must have been bleeding to entertain her.
Thinking that she planned to use people as experience points yesterday, Dill realized with some conscience that maybe the goddess slapped her awake because she saw that she was going astray, but the slap was too hard...
Yesterday, she planned to use [Aura] to quickly learn magic, use [Abundance] to strengthen her skills, and then use her strengthened skills to build a human farm dedicated to gaining experience points.
Now it's fine, [Goddess's Expectation] has greatly increased the chance of being in danger, and [Ominous Omen] has continued to work hard, turning Dill's chance of being in danger into 100%. The goddess is giving her a complete set of unexpected deaths.
Dill seemed to be able to see [The Goddess' Expectation] showing her throat-cutting action, telling her to wake up, this is not an RPG adventure game, go hunt a werewolf and give me a blood sacrifice.
Dill: I know I was wrong, don't mess with me anymore QAQ
Probably because Dill looked so ugly, Mrs. Cole cut her a pie that was almost as big as her face. When Lily couldn't help but reach out, she immediately hit her back with a wooden spoon and gave her mother a killing look.
"I heard that the Lord Knight stayed at the mayor's house last night. The mayor is an old friend of my husband. I will deliver milk there in a moment. Do you want to come with me?"
Mrs. Cole thought Dill was afraid of werewolves. She had heard that girls from the East Coast were as precious and fragile as the porcelain they brought. People on the East Coast locked their daughters at home as treasures. Maybe Dill was embarrassed to find another single man because of her status as a woman.
"Mom, don't go out." Lily held hot milk and said with a white beard dyed on her mouth: "Peter and the others next door are here to bully people again."
These words reminded Dill, and she told Mrs. Cole what happened in the morning. When Mrs. Cole heard this, she became furious and rushed out with a spoon to find someone to settle the score, leaving Dill and Lily looking at each other.
It took a while before Mrs. Cole came back. She seemed unharmed. Dill was temporarily relieved. After all, every naughty child has a naughty parent. However, Mrs. Cole said that Peter's mother was her childhood friend, and Peter was only led astray by other children and came to bully Lily after hearing some gossip.
Mrs. Cole then apologized to Dill for being implicated.
In fact, after all, it is the bad nature of human beings. It is not easy for orphans and widowed mothers to survive in this world, and this is in this town shrouded in the shadow of the werewolf curse. The father contracted the epidemic and died tragically, and the child was born with an ominous birthmark on his face. If it were not for the protection of the mayor, the mother and daughter would have been driven out of the village long ago.
Seeing that Mrs. Cole looked tired, Dill quickly changed the subject. They mostly talked about Lily, and Dill provided Mrs. Cole with several remedies for scar removal, but the herbs were rare and difficult to collect.
Mrs. Cole was very grateful for her kindness, but Lily was unusually silent. In the middle of their conversation, she suddenly pushed away her chair and ran outside.
Mrs. Cole looked embarrassed, but not angry at her daughter's rudeness.
"I always told her that it was not a devil's mark. Her father also had the same birthmark, just on his neck. Lily has always cherished that birthmark as her father's shadow."
The breakfast was a bit tasteless.
Dill made an excuse to take her pet white goose to the lake for cleaning, but as soon as she left the house, she walked towards the market.
The market in the valley has less of the salty smell of the sea breeze than the coastal market that Dill is familiar with. The crowded and narrow streets are almost immersed in the fishy smell of livestock. Buzzing flies and mosquitoes linger around. The townspeople are conservative and closed. , they did not easily talk to outsiders, and stared back at some travelers who came to replenish supplies with cold and repulsive eyes.
The shadow of the werewolf seemed to hang over everyone here. No wonder when the shining silver knight appeared, these people could not conceal their excitement as if they were seeing the arrival of God.
Dill saw a row of people in black cloaks walking past. Their strange attire looked like out-of-place ghosts in the scorching sun. However, the townspeople seemed not to notice, and even turned a blind eye on purpose. It was a complete double standard. treat
Those people should not be outsiders...
Dill carried the medicine box and started to visit everywhere.
The fact that she appeared in the market with the Silver Knight has long been spread throughout the town. She is the only exotic face in the town with black hair and black eyes, so the journey has been smooth. Some people may ignore her, but there is no such thing. People dare to offend her.
After many housewives found out that Dill was a medicine man from the East Coast, they reacted the same way as Mrs. Cole, expecting her to come up with some rare folk remedies to cure all their ailments.
Dill has made many D-level props along the way. In addition to the Peppermint Dream, there are also black sweet plum throat balm that can make a three-year-old child speak clearly, and soothing sleeping tea made of balsam and hops.
After the whole trip, Dill's business is booming, with pockets full of coins jingling, and [Magical Girl's Gourmet Cupboard] has also successfully reached LV5, except for [Snack to Gold D], which has been upgraded to [Snack to Gold C]. Skill levels remain unchanged.
Dill judged that this might be related to the strength of the blessings in return. The townspeople's problems were just innocuous minor problems, but to Mrs. Cole, she saved her daughter's life.
After busying all the way, the midday sun cast a scorching light saber, and the dazzling reflection made the girl's cheeks turn red.
She took the turnips to a quiet lakeside on the outskirts of the city, where egrets and kestrels roosted. The reeds fluttered along the edge, and the big white geese were preening their wings in the water, waving the moist water vapor, which slightly drove away the heat and heat of the afternoon. sleepy.
The herbal tea mixed with three lemon balm leaves makes people salivate and talk endlessly. It is impossible to hide secrets. Dill got quite a lot of information along the way.
First of all, Jonestown has had the custom of banishing old women and young children to the forest to sacrifice to werewolves since ancient times. Since converting to the church, this barbaric custom has disappeared. However, according to the mill proprietress, if the church does not send knights to deal with it, she will definitely propose throwing the cursed Cole family into the forest.
Next, every time a werewolf appears, some people will disappear, and some people will die from the diseases brought by the werewolves. At that time, Mr. Cole's body was covered with rotten pustules, and his death was horrible.
Mrs. Cole and her children, who were lucky enough to survive, not only did not receive pity from the villagers, but instead believed that they had made a devil's deal with the werewolf and survived.
The last and most important thing is that no one has ever actually witnessed a werewolf. The townspeople are not surprised by this. They attribute this to the bell men; those people in black robes.
The Bell Men are a group of believers who devoutly serve the church in the town. Once they notice traces of the werewolf, they will ring the bells on their hands and resonate with the big bell of the observatory tower to call on every household to lock their doors and windows.
In this regard, Dill was quite speechless. If human noses were that smart, Kao Volson's wolfhound would not be priced in gold coins.
In fact, she is skeptical about the werewolf legend here.
The sheep on the hillside in the distance, the graceful white geese by the lake, and even the old hound guarding the gate are all more attractive than the dry human flesh.
The way monsters think is simple and crude. Werewolves usually attack easy prey first. Animals have keen senses, especially dogs. Dogs will die first. Even the old hound of the Cole family that lies down all day will be killed by the werewolf. Haunted and restless.
This is the knowledge that the witch has learned from childhood, but she has no way to tell the townspeople the truth.
Although the old witch Oya is annoying, she may not be lying: there have been no traces of real werewolves in the mainland for a long time. What's left are just some ancient legends. Combined with the high mortality rate in this world, the shadow of werewolves seems to be everywhere.
Dill told herself that she just needed to make sure there were no werewolves here at all, and that would be all.
She could leave directly, and the goddess had no reason to blame her, but the buzzing sound still lingered, and Dill tried her best to control the uneasy premonition.
The more she deliberately ignored it, the more it acted strangely. Now millions of mosquitoes were buzzing in her ears, which was no less than being directly surrounded by a storm with lightning and thunder.
Pure energy fluctuations.
Dill Gao had never felt the magic so clearly, but she was not happy at all. She could not control this energy and could only float and sink in the direction of the waves.
Something bad will happen to that mother and daughter.
As soon as this thought came out, all the noise disappeared. The energy that was originally like a headless fly captured the witch's thoughts for a moment, and finally condensed them into the prototype of reality.
Gan! Dill was so angry that she pulled out several grass roots, which made Turnip retreat with her wings covered.
This is not a game! They always say werewolves bring disaster, but how much better is a witch who can't control her powers than a werewolf?
Dill tried to cheer up. At least there were no werewolves here, and she could concentrate on rescuing Cole and his daughter. Maybe you can ask Mucha, the kind silver knight, to help, as long as he tells the villagers that there are no werewolves here, and there is no evil atmosphere...
[Shh...shh...]
Laurel?
Laurel didn't respond, and Dill remembered that this moon elf was attached to the moonlight at night to reserve energy. It was now noon, the sun was unbearably hot, and the menstrual elf had already fallen into a deep sleep.
[What a comfortable smell. ]
[Yes, yes, yes, like soil soaked in moonlight. ]
The girl looked for the direction of the sound.
The soft reeds were like the feathers of a white goose, and Dill felt an itching sensation on her skin. It was completely different from the disgusting sound of mosquitoes that was the inspiration for bad luck. Something like a butterfly or a dragonfly sprinkled glittering phosphorus powder around her.
Caught!
Dill took over. She closed her hands and carefully opened a small gap.
Then, she met a pair of small green eyes.
The little person curled up in the palm of the girl's hand. It had a pair of colorful wings like a dragonfly on its back. The skin on its body exuded a kind of pearly white moistness. It was so frightening that Dill didn't even dare to breathe. She was so afraid that she would not be able to breathe. If you are careful, you may harm this fragile and beautiful creature.
Elf?
It didn't seem to be afraid of Dill, but was delighted that the girl had caught it.
[I was caught by you, I was caught by you! Then I'll just tell you! ]
It uses a voice similar to that of laurel, which is ethereal and light, as if it could be annihilated by the breeze at any time, but compared with the cold moon elf, it is more cheerful and joyful, and seems to be able to sing at any time.
[The black wolf is coming, everyone is hiding, you should also hide quickly. ]
Before Dill could say anything, the elf jumped lightly and disappeared into the sunlight in the blink of an eye, leaving only shallow ripples on the lake.
Dill stared at the gradually dissipating ripples, and suddenly an unfamiliar face broke the calm water surface.
The author has something to say:
The skills used here are [Divinity] to communicate with the elves, and [Ominous Omen] to sense the misfortune of Cole and his daughter. In fact, the more noisy the inspiration of misfortune, the greater the chance of it happening. If the heroine turns a blind eye, she will miss it. Intuition that prevents bad luck.
[Ominous Omen] Although it is a curse, it can give the heroine the intuition of misfortune and prevent it. The price is that if the misfortune is originally 80% likely to come true, once the heroine activates this skill, the misfortune will be 100%. %accomplish.
PS: Are there any werewolves? First of all, the heroine's judgment is correct. Secondly, elves will never lie. You can take a guess.