The crows didn't dare to get close to Kiel this time. They flew in circles above Kiel's head in batches, and continued to make nasty calls.
Keel saw that those guys didn't get too close to him, so he just let them go.
After getting up, he first checked the large pieces of wild boar carcasses that had been cut up next to the pit, and found that there were no bold beasts that ran over blindly last night.
Then he came to the place where the wild boar's viscera were lying on the ground, and after a short look, he found two little gray foxes with bulging bellies, which might have been strangled to death next to the viscera.
"It's really a cowardly one, but not a cowardly one." Shaking his head.
Keel checked again and found a trail of disintegrated frozen visceral tissue strewn all the way down the glacier. Checking it, Keel discovered that the huge liver of the wild boar was missing.
The half-meter-tall pig lung also lost half of its fan.
I don't know how some strange beast took away such a large and heavy internal organ last night.
When they came to the frozen river, what puzzled Keel was that there were sparse traces of viscera dragging all the way to a cracked frozen river, and there were no other traces at all.
Under the frozen and transparent river surface, there are no other traces at all. There were no footprints on the ice like the walking beasts would leave.
strangeness?
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Wandering around the river for a while, Keel didn't find any other traces. The beast took away such a large liver and pig lungs last night, and disappeared on the ice.
It's really strange, can't it fly?
But he didn't hear the flapping of wings last night.
Can't figure it out, and Keir has no other way, so he put this strange thing aside and continued to dig down the pit next to the earth pit. By noon, he had already continued to work continuously to dig the pit very deep with the continuous flow of Saturn's divine power in his body.
Then Keel came to the edge of the glacier, broke some small pieces of ice with a digging shovel, and spread these frozen hands on the bottom of the pit.
Then he threw down the three legs of the wild boar, covered it with another layer of crushed ice, followed by the torso of the wild boar, and then another layer of crushed ice.
At this time, he began to bury the excavated soil in the pit.
He kept piling up the excavated soil on top of the pit to form a small bag of soil. Only then did Kiel feel that it would not be dug up by the passing beasts after it had been dried to such an extent.
He was very careful not to let the frozen blood stain the surrounding ground, and he buried everything that smelled of blood into the pit.
As for the huge pile of internal organs of the wild boar spread out on the hillside, he didn't care about it. Any wild animal could eat it if it wanted to.
After everything was packed, Kiel led the horse to a high place on the hillside to judge the direction, and then walked slowly towards Wumi Lake in the northwest.
It wasn't until Kiel walked a little far away that all kinds of animals and beasts that had been suppressed for a long time not far away rushed out, rushing towards the cold but nutritious pile of viscera.
The crows argued for a while, and some of the crows whose relatives and friends did not die at Kiel's hands flew to the internal organs, while other crows with blood debts flapped their wings and chased after Kiel.
They won't give up if they don't deal with Kiel, a human being.
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When he returned, Keir stopped wandering around in the wilderness and walked directly towards the village.
Wearing armor, his body was still very heavy, so he had to walk and rest for a while, and find a place to escape the cold winter wind when it got dark.
Interestingly, the crows who followed him all the way would always fight and curse with other birds in the woods near the campsite at night, and the noise would stop after midnight.
After Keel set off the next morning, he could see that some of the crows gave up following him and turned around to return to their previous habitat.
This made Keel feel that even among the animals, not many of them were determined.
Because it was walking all the way, it took two days for Kiel to return to the east gate of Umi Lake Village.
When passing by the mill, he went up and knocked on the door. After confirming that there was no one in the mill, he walked towards the east gate of the village in satisfaction.
However, the east gate of the village was open, and there were two militiamen with spears outside the gate. The militiamen patrolling the village wall immediately sent a message to the militiamen at the bottom when they saw Keir approaching with his horse.
The militiamen who were reminded became nervous, but when Kiel walked to the door, they still called the other two militiamen inside the door together, and approached Kiel with their spears slanted.
"Are you Joe Kiel himself?"
A militiaman at the head shouted loudly towards Kiel.
Seeing that there was something wrong with the atmosphere and their actions, Keir put down his mask first, and then said, "It's me, what's wrong?"
"What's the matter? You are under arrest because you were suspected of killing the villagers! Put down your weapon and follow us to the village!" Kiel's equipment was still very bluffing, and he said so, but in fact These four militiamen are very cautious and talkative, and each of them is far away from Kiel.
"What? Who's dead? Besides, I've been hunting outside the village for the past two days. What does this have to do with me?" Although the news surprised him, Keel immediately refuted it. After all, the logic of these villagers was outrageous.
The people in the village died, so he, the person outside the village, has nothing to do with it?
It seemed that they were asked all of a sudden, and the leading militiamen couldn't explain why, but they insisted that Keir follow their request.
But how could Keir pay attention to such an outrageous request? He is not stupid. He never thought about putting down his weapon and disarming him.
"Impossible! I really just came back from the wilderness. Look at this big pig leg tied to my horse's back. It's such a big one. It's the leg and foot of a huge wild boar that I spent a lot of time hunting. You guys Think about it, would it take a lot of time to defeat such a huge beast. And after all, who died in the village? You have to explain clearly, otherwise don't tell me to put down my arms and go back to the village with you. I am Lanisa The knight, that is, the lord of your village sent to deal with the capsized fish."
Speaking of this, Keir shouted loudly: "If you dare to treat me like this, I won't be afraid that I will return to Kendall City to find Lanisa Knight, and let her come over to see who is messing with me. Don't you want to live? Want to be hanged ?”
Hearing the name of the village lord knight Lanisa, these militiamen finally shrank, and no longer dared to raise their spears at Kiel. After the pillar was on the ground, they honestly wanted to get closer to Kiel. Al speak.
But Kiel lifted his cloak and showed the long sword at his waist: "Put down the spear and come back to speak."
Several militiamen looked at each other, and honestly put down their spears, and then came over and explained to Kiel in a low voice what happened.
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Under the visor, Kiel frowned. He never imagined that within two days of separation, the middle-aged man guarding the mill died suddenly in the house of his temporary relatives the day after he returned to the village after listening to his words. .
Although it is only a small cellar for storing firewood and food, it is still a separate residence.
After the person was found dead, and the death was cruel, all the stewards of the village gathered here.
It's not that no one died innocently in Wumi Lake Village these years, but it was all because of wild beasts or monsters in the lake, and no one died at the hands of humans.
It was the first murder in years.
The village stewards inquired in detail about the middle-aged man's relatives and got a piece of news.
The middle-aged man was originally the caretaker specially entrusted by the village to watch over the mill, but the day before his death, he secretly returned to the village with his luggage and told his relatives that it was the Kiel warrior who asked him to go back to the village and stay quietly. moon.
The relatives have nothing to do with it. After all, the middle-aged man’s family and relatives died in the wolf attack. He is already very pitiful. Now he knows the Kiel warrior who is in charge of handling the sunken fish, and returns to the village for a period of time according to the request of the other party. , relatives will naturally not block.
So he lent the new cellar that the family had just dug for a few years to the other party for a temporary stay.
Who knew that the day was fine, but when the relatives invited the middle-aged man to dinner the next night, they suddenly found that the middle-aged man had been brutally killed in the cellar.
Hearing this, Keir immediately screamed inwardly. He didn't expect the werewolf Worf to be so ruthless that he dared to kill people in the village and even dared to plant him.
The militiamen saw that the Kiel warrior who was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face was completely silent, so they continued talking.
The villager was killed, and the village chief Corydon immediately called the village militia and analyzed with other stewards who killed the people.
After a series of judgments by them, and not long after they came to the village, Kiel, who was unknown to anyone before, became the most suspicious person they thought.
Keir is an outsider in the village, and it is easy to have conflicts with the people in the village because of some interests;
Kiel is a young warrior with great fighting ability. He can deal with a drunk middle-aged man and prevent him from calling for help and being killed;
Keir claimed to go out of the village to hunt animals as bait for sunfish, but after leaving the village, there was no news for three or four days, which was very suspicious.
When he heard this, Keir was already very angry: "It's all fart! Nonsense!"
The militiamen looked ugly.
Keir then yelled at them: "First of all, didn't I just come back! If I killed someone, then why would I come back? I ran out of Kendall County early, where are you going to catch me?"
The militiamen flattened their lips.
"Secondly, keep your eyes open. Isn't this pig's leg as big as a person's weight the result of my hunting? Even if I'm riding a horse, the wilderness around the village is so big, I want to hunt a suitable one. Prey, three or four days is already very fast! Use your brains, it takes three or four days to go back and forth, then I actually only went out for about two days, and this is already the time to pack up the prey's corpse! What more Maybe faster? Oh, I'll go out of the village and come back, kill someone the next day, then sneak out, find a giant wild boar to deal with, and then come back. Think about it, can this be done? Such a short time?"
The militiamen were at a loss. Although everyone didn't have much experience, they were not stupid. It is indeed unlikely that the Kiel warrior said it was him.
Kiel pointed his finger into the village angrily: "So, you send someone back now and call the stewards in the village, and I'll tell them!"
"Yes, yes, yes." The militiamen pushed and shoved for a while, and finally chose one unlucky guy and ran back to the village.
The others just stood outside the east gate of the village, staring wide-eyed. But Kiel wears a mask, he can see other people, and others can't see his face.
Just as the remaining three militiamen were writhing back and forth in embarrassment, many people came out from the east gate of the village.
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Then came Corydon, the mayor of the village, and many of the stewards of the village.
They didn't bring other militiamen with them, and they obviously heard part of Kiel's words recounted by the returning militiamen. Only then did they realize that there was a problem with hastily identifying Kiel as the murderer.
But even so, the problem is still there, if the person is dead, who killed it?
The most suspected Kiel warrior is now unlikely, and the murderer is clearly someone else in the village. But there were hundreds of people in the village, and no one was wandering on the road in the village in winter. The middle-aged man was alone when he was killed, and anyone in the village could have done it.
When walking from the village house to the east gate, all the stewards were talking about these things.
This made the village chief Corydon extremely irritable. He threw off his son who was about to help him, and walked limping in front of everyone.
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Looking at these people, Keir resisted to let his eyes fall on Rufu Wufu who was mixed in the crowd.
He stared at the old village chief, Corydon, and complained loudly: "Old bearded man! Look at this!"
After untying the rope that bound the wild boar's left foreleg on the horse's back, Kiel lifted up the huge pig leg weighing tens of kilograms, and threw it directly towards the ground in front of them.
With a bang, the heavy wild boar leg fell to the ground, and the snow on the ground where it landed was heavily smashed up and then fell.
Such a huge pig leg obviously attracted the minds of people who were full of doubts.
People looked at the huge wild boar leg in surprise, and boldly, they went over and slapped the pig leg vigorously with their hands, making a solid bang bang sound.
Reminiscent of what the militiaman had said before, it was clear that the other party had indeed left the village to hunt wild animals.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to take out such a big wild boar leg. After all, the legs and feet are so big, and the whole wild boar is so heavy. A beast of this level can be called a monster, and it is impossible to be easily cleaned up. It takes a lot of time and effort.
Thinking of this, many stewards felt that the Kiel warrior was unlikely to be the one who killed the villagers.
The village chief Corydon rubbed his beard irritably, obviously he didn't like Kiel calling him that. But there is no way, the tangible things in front of them prove that the other party is not lying, they obviously mistaken the murderer.
Keir let out his anger, and then walked over to talk to the village stewards.
He repeated what he had just said to the militiamen. Faced with Kiel's various questions, he obviously convinced the village stewards at once.
"Then, who killed the man?"
"Yeah, this kind of thing hasn't happened in the village for many years."
Corydon also looked at Keel in embarrassment when he heard other people's complaints. He looked at Keel, who was covered in dust and blood, and said in a low voice: "Then do you know who did it? And, what happened to make you contact the drunkard who guarded the mill?"
Kiel lifted his visor, revealing a frowning face underneath.
He looked at Corydon and said, "Your news is not working."
"What?" Kele's words made Corydon, who was the village chief, a little puzzled.
"I hadn't been in the village for two days before I heard that the man who guarded the mill was haunted by fear."
The bearded man was a little surprised: "Is it a northern wolf? The mill is very dangerous, but the wolf's claws can't open the door, right? And the village has provided him with a lot of rewards."
Keir rolled his eyes: "It would be nice if it was just that, but it's much more than that."
He tried his best not to let himself look at the 'werewolf' standing behind everyone. Knowing that the fight is really happening now, it is estimated that there will not be many people in these villages who can make trouble alive.
The village has suffered a lot, and when it needs stability and manpower, they can't go wrong.
"How to say?" Others around were attracted by what Keel said.
Keir slightly raised his head and pointed to the four militiamen guarding the east gate: "Why don't you ask them? The guard has complained to them more than once about this. Damn, I still don't know the name of that man !"
"Martin Puth. His name is Martin Puth."
The bearded village chief Corydon said.
Kiel nodded, read the name silently, and wrote it down. I hope that the dead Martin can meet his family in the afterlife.
After being reminded by Keir, Corydon turned around and asked the four militiamen who mainly guarded the east gate.
As soon as he asked, the militiamen told the general story about the complaints that Martin, the watchman, used to complain to them.
For several years since the appearance of the Northland wolf, there have been strange "wolves" running up to the top of the mill and howling at the moon, especially when the moon is full.
When the village stewards heard the news, they were even more frightened and remembered the difficult time when the village was attacked by the wolves of the Northland. Some timid people turned ugly. Fortunately, everyone is at least a smart person in the village, knowing that the northern wolf has been completely defeated by the village lord, and those dangerous and terrifying beasts can no longer cause much trouble.
"It can't be that the northern land wolf ran into the village and murdered people, right?" Someone said mockingly because they were not afraid of the northern land wolf.
Keir struggled to keep the corners of his mouth from curling up. He glanced at Worf who was in the crowd from the corner of his eye. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to see that the other party's face was no worse than that of the steward who was afraid of the northern land wolf. complexion.
That's right, his little 'secret base' was about to be revealed, and no one would look much better.
But we can't let the matter continue in front of so many people now, otherwise we will have to fight soon, and we have to temporarily divert everyone's attention.
Thinking of this, Kiel coughed lightly to attract everyone's attention.
"Ahem, I have a suggestion. Why don't you let me see how Martin, the mill keeper, died. Maybe I can find out something."
Kiel's words made the village stewards look at him suspiciously.
"That's right, that's right. You don't have to look at me like that." He kicked the huge wild boar's leg next to his feet: "This thing at least shows that I can't be the murderer, so the murderer is naturally someone in Wumi Lake Village. By the way, Mayor Corydon."
"Aren't you called the bearded old man now?"
The bearded old man teased Keel.
"Ahem, Corydon Village Chief, did the village not let outsiders who are still in the village leave after the accident?"
"Yes, the caravans are temporarily staying in the hostel for the past two days. I told them, and they don't mind staying for a few more days."
"Very well, although I'm tired, but poor Martin needs someone to avenge him and find the 'someone' who killed him." The last word, Keel spit out softly, he didn't dare to use the accent to imply anything, for fear that Worf It didn't sound right.
And vaguely, from the words of the crowd, he seemed to already know why Martin was killed.
Damn it, it's all my fault.
And, Martin, Martin, didn't you promise?