When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

"thump......"

Amicia threw a large wooden barrel into the turbid river water, pulled the rope tied to the handle, and shook it vigorously a few times to tilt the barrel and sink to the bottom of the water.

After a while, she struggled to lift a bucket full of river water, tremblingly came to the water tank in the yard, and poured the river water into the tank with all her strength.

"call......"

Amicia wiped the sweat from her forehead, put the barrel on the ground, and then looked at the wooden house on the left with some concern.

This place seems to be located deep in the forest, surrounded by tall and lush trees, and the ground outside the yard is basically covered with fallen leaves.

The wooden house here may have been left by a reclusive hunter, but the owner of the house has not been back for a long time. Green moss has grown on the roof, pillars and wooden steps.

Amicia and the others came here ten days ago and settled down temporarily.

They did not choose to live in towns.

Although the nearest human gathering place is only a day's journey away from them.

This is because... something is chasing them, and has been for a while.

If you bring those things to an ordinary human village, it will only cause a disaster...

Simple torches made of rosin were placed in the yard and around the house, which could burn for a long time. They provided precious light for the area.

After resting for a while, Amicia picked up the bucket again and prepared to go to the river to fetch water again.

The river water here is not very clear. She needs to fill up the water tank and wait for the sediment in the water to fall to the bottom of the tank before boiling the relatively clean water for drinking.

I just picked up the bucket and walked a few steps towards the river. Suddenly, there were some crisp sounds from the nearby woods. It was the sound of dead branches and leaves being trampled to pieces.

Someone is approaching.

Amicia immediately put down the bucket, carefully removed the sling hanging from her waist, and took out a rough stone from her pocket.

The sling she wore was made for her by the apothecary named "Eivor" and taught her the basic techniques of using it.

Maybe she really has a talent in this area. The stones thrown by the sling can basically hit the target accurately. If the swing is strong enough and the hit position is fatal enough, then her stones are enough to kill an adult male.

Of course, the premise is that the opponent is not a powerful extraordinary person, nor is he wearing thick armor or helmet.

Since leaving Farm City and fleeing all the way, this stone-throwing skill has allowed her to escape from dangerous situations many times.

Amicia silently used the sling to catch the stone and tied it to her left hand, ready to swing the rope at any time and throw a threatening stone.

Soon, a handsome young man in plain clothes walked to the edge of the yard holding a torch, holding two processed velvet rabbits in his left hand.

Seeing the young man, Amicia breathed a sigh of relief, hung the sling back on her waist, and took the initiative to greet him.

"Evor!"

"Well, I'm back."

Eivor forced a smile, with unconcealable fatigue in his eyes.

Amicia took the cashmere from Eivor's hand, then looked uneasily at the dark forest outside, and asked: "How is the situation outside...?"

"It's still the same." Eivor shook his head and sighed, "They surround this place and you will encounter them no matter where you go."

After that, he looked at the voluptuous rabbit in Amicia's hand again, "I searched for these two velvet rabbits for a long time. They basically ate up all the living creatures nearby, even the low-level monsters. There is no way to escape from their siege..."

"If there is no food..." Amicia couldn't help but clenched the mountain velvet's fur.

"So this is a good place." Eivor turned his head slightly and looked at the river next to the wooden house. "They don't like to move in the water. Maybe you can make a fishing rod and try fishing."

Hearing this, Amicia lowered her head slightly and said nothing.

Although Eivor didn't say it out loud, she knew that this would not work.

It is impossible for them to stay in this half-decayed dilapidated hut all their lives. If the problem cannot be solved fundamentally, some things are already foreseeable...

These days, both Amicia and Eivor are actually being patient.

But patience has its limits, and one day, they may not be able to hold on anymore.

"How is Hugo?" Eivor asked, looking at the cabin.

"He..." Amicia hesitated for a moment, but still said, "He is still like that, refusing to come out or speak..."

"I'll go in and see him." Eivor took a step forward, "I'll leave these two mountain velvets to you."

"Well, you try...to untie him." Amicia said.

......

In the slightly dim room, there was a faint smell of moisture and dead branches and decaying branches.

The torches slanted on the wall provided the only light for the room. This level of light was enough to deter some light-fearing creatures from approaching.

The furnishings of the wooden house are very simple, with only a crudely made dining table, a few horizontal chairs, a straw mat bed and a simple hammock hung between two pillars.

There are cabinets installed on the wall, which contain some simple wooden bowls, wooden spoons and other utensils.

On the outside, the room looked quiet and empty.

Eivor moved slightly, walked around the dining table, and soon found the little boy hiding with his knees in the corner of the room.

He has short, light blond hair and is dressed plainly. He looks very young, only seven or eight years old.

"Hugo?"

Eivor knelt down and called softly.

Hugo buried his face in his knees and made no response to the call.

"Hugo, I'm back, I'm Eivor." Eivor said patiently, "Listen to me, you must be under some kind of curse now, so you are being targeted by those rats. I know Sa The druids of the United States of America are very good at lifting curses. Let's rest here for a while, and then go find a druid to lift the curse for you. You can still save Hugo."

"It's too late...It's too late..."

Hugo buried his face between his knees and said in a low voice.

"Why is it too late?" Eivor was slightly startled, "Why is it too late?"

"That man...he's here. I feel him approaching. His speed is very fast! Maybe...maybe he will find us in the next two days!"

"Who?" Eivor's eyes were slightly serious, "You mean... the new owner of your slave mark?"

Eivor knew that Tifa had originally controlled the slave marks of Amicia and Hugo, but... the slave marks suddenly changed their owners some time ago.

If this happens, Tifa can only hand over the control of the slave mark to someone else...

Although Eivor does not believe that Tifa would selfishly sell control of the slave mark to others for profit.

But he had to prepare for the worst. If the current owner of Hugo and Amicia was an uninvited guest, how should he deal with it?

After all, to Eivor, Amicia and Hugo are just two slave children rescued by their former companion "Lithern", and the control of their slave marks is not yet in Eivor's hands.

At present, the friendship between the three people is nothing more than running away together from the slave army.

No matter how he calculated it, Eivor actually had no big obligation to take care of the affairs of these two children. It would be the wisest choice to be cruel and abandon them and run away alone.

In particular, the little boy named "Hugo" was infected with such a troublesome curse.

Like a tide, countless rats came from nowhere and stared at Hugo.

Eivor can roughly guess the origin of these rats.

They must come from the castle of Viscount Arman in Farm City. After all, this is not the first time he has seen them.

Although the eyes of these mice have returned to normal and are no longer red eyes.

But their madness and greed have not weakened at all. Instead, they have become a little more cunning, and they will use some small tricks to deceive people.

When Eivor first came into contact with these rats, he almost fell into their trap and became a feast for them.

According to Amicia, the curse on Hugo seemed to be lodged in Eivor at first, but when the curse broke out, Eivor used the curse-breaking potion in time to expel the power of the curse.

But he never thought that the power was attracted by Hugo and transferred to this innocent eight-year-old child.

Unfortunately, that kind of curse-breaking potion can only be prepared by a real alchemist. Eivor is only a junior pharmacist, and even if he can prepare it, he does not have the corresponding materials on hand.

"Let's go! Take Amicia with you, as far away from me as possible!" Hugo suddenly raised his head, his eyes slightly moist, "They won't hurt me, but I can't control them not to hurt other people."

"I...I have turned into a monster..."

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