Hollow Knight: Hallownest

"It seems your brain is playing tricks on you."

The hunter waved at Bumblebee, then turned his gaze to Drya behind him and brushed off the dust on his body.

"You are very fast and your skills are very powerful. You are worthy of the name of a knight. Now that you have spoken, let's stop here."

He bent down lazily, sat down on the ground, took out two stones from beside his head, and muttered while carving.

"Drea, one of the five knights of the kingdom, has excellent speed, medium strength, and excellent skills..."

Seeing this, Delia let out a long sigh and put down the bone nail, but the vigilance in her eyes did not disappear.

The result of the brief fight was not ideal. She had never expected that a bug that looked like a country bumpkin would have such powerful strength and perception. The former was able to gain the upper hand in the wrestling with her, and the latter directly eliminated the speed gap between him and herself.

With each sudden attack, the Hunter was always able to block her attacks in the right position. This level of perception was even more outrageous than what she had experienced when she saw Bumblebee before.

Fortunately, his skills were good enough that he could barely fight him on equal terms. Otherwise, he would have been defeated by those fangs long ago.

"Hey, little girl, what's your name?"

At this time, the hunter had already changed a stone and was about to take action when he suddenly realized that he didn't know the bumblebee's name.

The latter heard the question coming from not far away and was obviously not yet in a daze.

Bumblebee lowered her head, and the scene of her striking the last bone nail appeared in her mind.

Yes, when I chopped down, the guy's fangs on the side of his skull had not even closed yet, how could he suddenly die under my bone needle.

So, was everything I saw before just an illusion created by my brain because it didn't want to accept failure?

I...had already lost.

Noticing that Bumblebee was in a low mood, Drya half-knelt beside her and placed her hand on her shoulder.

"Don't dwell on the past. What you need to do now is to know what you have gained in that battle."

“This is far more important than the difference between winning and losing.”

Drya's words awakened Bumblebee. She pondered for a moment, looked up again, and the depression in her eyes disappeared. Her pupils met with the hunter in the distance, and she spoke powerfully word by word.

"My name is Bumblebee."

"Oh, Bumblebee, blood of the king, average speed, inferior strength, and skills, well, also inferior..."

Bumblebee suddenly lost his composure, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Damn you, are you polite?

"What's your name again?!"

The hunter's hand paused slightly, his eyes looking strange.

"It's been so long and you still don't know my name? Didn't I tell you earlier..."

"My name is Hunter."

"I said your real name, not your title!"

The hunter was stunned again, and a rare look of reminiscence appeared in his eyes: "My real name? I have long forgotten it. I am called Hunter. I..."

"Just Hunter."

"Okay! Hunter, listen to me!" Bumblebee grasped the bone nail forcefully and pointed at the hunter aggressively.

"You will be defeated by my bone needles. That day is definitely not far away!"

The hunter kept moving, not even raising his head this time, and spoke casually with disdain:

"Don't think that I won't attack you just because there's a knight beside you. Until now, I haven't put you on my list of prey."

At this point, the hunter took back the two stones he had carved and stared at the angry bumblebee: "Do you want to know why?"

The latter thought he was going to humiliate her again, and said viciously: "Why do I need you to acknowledge my identity?"

The hunter did not react, but took out another stone from beside his head, held it high on his forehead, and narrowed his pupils slightly.

Compared with the two pieces just now, it looks older and smoother, and I don’t know how many times it has been stroked.

"You have the scent of another hunter on you. As a hunter, he is much better than me."

"I will not try to take the prey that belongs to a better hunter from his hands."

"You're lucky."

......

Drya carried Bumblebee on her back, walking leisurely in the depths of the jungle. The latter was still daydreaming, recalling the last conversation he had with the hunter.

"Who is he?"

"I won't tell you who he is, but you can tell that he is not tall, but he possesses a strength far greater than that of the knight next to you."

He is short in stature, but he has great power. I have been touched by his aura before. Could it be...

Uncle King?

She thought it should be the case since his power far exceeded that of the knight, but she was a little surprised that the hunter had actually met the king.

Judging from his appearance, he doesn't look like the kind of insect that would step on the green.

"Princess, you should have told the king before you came here. The journey is dangerous. If the queen hadn't noticed your whereabouts and told me to protect you, previously..."

Delia shook her head and said nothing more.

"I, I can't."

Bumblebee laid on her back, whispering softly.

The purpose of this trip was against the wishes of the King's uncle, so even if he was told, it would be of little use.

If I think about the worse case scenario, maybe they will stop me from meeting the Queen Aunt, and then the plan will be killed in its infancy.

She didn't dare take the risk.

Delia caught her answer, but just looked puzzled and stopped asking.

As the surrounding vegetation gradually became flat, with obvious signs of pruning, and as more and more patrolling sentinels appeared in Bumblebee's eyes, she knew that she was not far from the queen.

As Delia turned the last corner, she saw the figure of the White Lady appearing on the grass in front of her.

Her face was still as kind as he remembered, and her movements were gentle and graceful, but the few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes revealed a subtle melancholy.

"Queen, the princess is here."

At this time, the white lady was putting her hand on the top of the caterpillar's head in her arms, stroking it back and forth. The latter had a very comfortable look on his face, and he lay on his arm and hummed with pleasure.

"Mabuuuuuu..."

"Child, long time no see."

Bumblebee waved his hand and patted Delya's shoulder to signal her to put him down. Although there was still some pain when his feet touched the ground, it was far less severe than before and he could walk without any problem.

"Hello, Aunt Queen."

The White Lady stepped forward, reaching out with her roots to catch Bumblebee in her arms and lifting him up to her eye level, a look of nostalgia forming in her eyes.

"Time flies by so fast. Before I knew it, you have grown up to this size."

"I think you should have gone home."

Bumblebee's voice choked as he looked into those eyes filled with love.

"Yeah, I've seen mom."

"I came to see Aunt Queen this time to ask you for a favor."

When she said this, her tone unconsciously became pleading and her voice trembled.

"Can you please save my mother?"