Chapter 118 Anson's Spring

"Are you really okay? Don't force yourself. We can rest for a while longer." Dick asked.

"I'm fine. Let's leave now."

Dick nodded and stopped asking questions. Then he woke up Anson. Everyone brought out the sled and sled dogs little by little.

After a few people came out, they put the sled on the sled dogs.

This time, Dick and Raven's sled was pulled by three dogs, and Anson had two.

With a few less sled dogs, the speed was much slower.

Sitting on the sled, Dick could clearly feel Raven shaking on the side. He said with some worry: "If it doesn't work, hold my arm."

"I don't like close physical contact with others."

"Is this considered close? I hugged you before? Raven, you don't have any mysophobia, do you?" Dick joked.

Then he hooked his arm tightly around the sorceress, regardless of her objection.

At this time, he would not avoid so many things between men and women. He was about to die, so why should he be so taboo?

Raven struggled for a while, then stopped resisting. Her cheeks were slightly red. It was unknown whether it was because of her illness, but she slowly leaned against Dick's side.

She was too weak and really needed help.

The three of them drove the sled dogs and continued to drive in the snowy world.

After a while, Anson stopped the sled in front, and Dick was a little confused: "What happened?"

Anson looked back and said, "After the avalanche, the terrain of the nearby Misty Mountain has changed a bit. We seem to have taken the wrong road."

"It doesn't matter, look for it slowly, don't worry." Then Dick added, "Don't worry, I'm here, don't be afraid."

"Okay."

Anson got off the sled and explored around.

Dick didn't bother him, knowing that he was identifying the direction.

After a while, Anson returned and pointed in a direction and said, "Let's go in this direction. It is estimated that we can return to the snowy village in the evening."

Dick said that it was okay, and then Anson got on the sled again, and the few people set off again.

A moment later, the wind howled, and heavy snow fell from the sky again.

The sorceress next to him began to cough loudly again. Hearing the sound, he wished he could vomit out his lungs.

Dick saw Raven shivering and shaking all over, and touched her forehead again and sighed.

Raven's forehead was still very hot, but much better than before.

He took off his cloak and put it behind Raven.

"Dick, I don't need it. I already have so many clothes."

"The temperature is lower now. You are a patient, it's better to be warmer. Don't worry about me. I am a demon hunter and I have a good physical fitness."

Raven lowered her head and stopped talking.

After a long while, Raven slowly spoke: "Dick, why do you want to help me?"

Dick raised his eyebrows and looked at Raven's dry and slightly pale face and said:

"Because you are also a member of the Demon Hunter Cult. This time you come out to collect materials for me to make magic bombs. I have an obligation to help."

"Is that all?"

"Just that. Let me make it clear that I already have a partner. You are late." Dick said with an exaggerated expression.

Raven was also amused, "I know that little warlock named Xia. She will become a formal warlock soon. I have met her. She is a little genius.

"Dick, you should treat her well in the future."

"I will do so of course. But you look younger than her, and you were promoted to a warlock first. She is a little genius, so what are you?"

"I... am not a genius. Anyway, you should treat her well."

Dick just thought she was being modest, and then laughed:

"I will treat her well of course, but why do you say that?"

"Because I heard others say that you are cold and ruthless, but I never thought you have some human touch. "

"Did Master tell you that? Some things are more likely to be true than what you hear."

Raven chuckled, "Maybe I have really seen you being cold and ruthless."

When did I become cold and ruthless in front of you?

Dick was about to reply, but he saw some movement in front of him.

He quickly pulled the reins and shouted, "Anson, stop!"

The latter pulled the reins, stopped the sled dogs, turned around and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Someone is coming in front, be careful."

"Okay. "

Anson was very obedient. Although he could not see anyone in front of him, he knew that Dick was a demon hunter and could see far, so he naturally did not refute.

Dick got off the sled and stood on the snow slope in front of him, squinting his eyes and looking down:

A gray figure was running towards here in a panic.

Looking carefully, it was a girl with golden hair, wearing fur clothes and a fur hat of an unknown animal. She was running towards him in a panic, looking back from time to time.

Dick looked further away and saw there was Three men dressed similarly to her were chasing after her, holding long sticks and cursing.

He could not understand what they were saying.

Even though the men were running on the snow, they were running very fast, getting closer and closer to the blonde girl in front.

Dick could clearly see the sweat stains on the girl's face due to fatigue and fear.

But Dick just drew out the black sword and stood still, not moving forward.

Anson also came to Dick's side at this time.

The girl was panting heavily, and she continued to run forward in embarrassment without paying attention to the glove she had just dropped;

Looking forward again, he suddenly found two people standing on the gentle slope less than a hundred meters ahead, and hurriedly shouted: "Help! Help! There are bad guys chasing me."

Seeing Dick still standing still, Anson turned back anxiously: "Dick, save her!"

"I don't think that girl is right."

"Even if she is wrong, you can see that the men behind her are obviously not good people. Let's at least ask about the situation first."

Dick nodded, and when the girl came to him panting, he pointed his sword at her.

"You, take three steps to the left, yes, just like that, put your hands behind your head, squat on the ground, don't move, or I will kill you."

The girl looked at Dick pitifully, and was about to say something, but seeing the latter's cold face, his pupils were vertical into a thin line, which was very creepy. In the end, she just bit her lip and squatted down in humiliation.

Then Dick came to the girl again, patted her waist, pulled out the dagger on her waist, patted her feet, roughly took off the animal leather shoes, pulled out the two smaller daggers hidden inside, and then returned the shoes to the girl.

He was about to take off the coat again, and Anson behind him couldn't bear it and said: "Dick, forget it, she is just a little girl."

Dick didn't continue after hearing this, but just threw all the weapons he found into his waist bag, and then he felt relieved.

He didn't let the girl approach just now, because the girl spoke the common language, but it was extremely difficult to pronounce, so he concluded that the girl couldn't be from the North, because the common language was the mainstream language here;

And she appeared in the misty mountain.

Who is she? Seeing the man opposite rushing over, it's too late to ask now.