In the evening, Montetier and I returned to Hathvi City. However, Yifa who came to greet us brought a terrible news: "Beatli'er has been kidnapped!"
I almost fell off my horse. What kind of world is this? Why is public security so bad?
I didn¡¯t bother to ask any more questions (even if I asked again, I might not be able to figure out the reason because I was so lost all the way.) I ran straight to Bishop Marga¡¯s residence.
I ran all the way, galloping through the streets of Hasvi. Pedestrians fled in all directions for fear of being hit by me, a madman on horseback.
With a "bang" sound, I rushed into the bishop's house with my men and horses.
"Your Majesty, Bishop, Bitril has been kidnapped! Call someone quickly" After saying that, I felt my breath tighten and I fainted.
In the coma, I seemed to see Beatle's youthful and petite body, her naughty yet cute appearance, and her concentrated expression while making juice. . . . . . .
"Bitterl!" I suddenly woke up from my coma.
"Master DuBoer, Master DuBoer! Are you okay? I'm so worried. Now that Miss Bitrill is gone, don't worry about anything. Wu Wu" He noticed that I was awake along the way. Come on, I was so excited that I cried.
"Hey! I said Diboer, why are you so impulsive? You didn't rest all the way, and you were riding a horse like crazy." Montetier said worriedly.
"Where is Stanton? Where are the Bishop and the City Lord? Have you sent someone to look for him?" I used too much energy to speak at the same time, and my head felt a little dizzy.
??Montetiere helped me up from the bed, and I realized that I was already at home.
¡°The day before yesterday, Stanton discovered that Beatle was missing, and he immediately ran to find the fat man Barenci at the Big Tank Tavern. It turned out that the tavern had been closed long ago, and the fat man Barenci was missing. "Yi Lufa said.
"Stanton became anxious all of a sudden. He said that Valensi must have kidnapped Bitril. After saying this, this guy immediately ran away alone. Mr. Diboer, you also know that people can't stop the savage Guy." Even though I said this, I could still see that I felt guilty all the way.
"The day before yesterday? We left for just one day. Could it be that I was in a coma for a whole day?" Oh no, I missed something big.
Montetier seemed to see what was on my mind, and he continued:
"DiBoer, don't blame yourself too much. The Lord of the City has sent people to look for that guy Stanton. He didn't ride a horse. I guess he should be found by now."
"However, there is no news about Bitril yet, but don't worry too much. The bishop and the city lord are very concerned about this matter. I have also informed the Skeleton Tavern. It is estimated that there will be news soon."
Montetier did really well. I held his hand gratefully and said, "Can you confirm that it was Fatty Barenci who did it?"
"It can be said that Stanton's guess is quite accurate."
I reluctantly ate something, and then I sent it all the way to tell the bishop that we must screen all the people who have connections with Valenci to see if we can get any clues. As for Montetier, I asked him to go around Xavies again and ask if he had seen Fat Valenci.
After arranging things, I leaned on the bed weakly and murmured: "Bitrille! You must live."
(2)
At the same time, on a mountain trail two days away from Hasvi, a bullock cart was slowly moving forward.
"Miss Bitril, do you know? You really ruined my big deal this time." said the man driving the car, who was none other than Fatty Barenci.
"I can only say sorry for what happened to the troupe." At this time, Bitril was trapped in a torn bag. She tried her best but only her head was exposed.
"The theater group? Do you think I care about that little money? Haha! I'm talking about those kids!"
"The plan I worked so hard to make was actually ruined by you guys! If I hadn't wanted to make things too big, I would have killed you long ago." Fatty Barenci suddenly said in a cold voice said in a tone of voice.
"My lord? Who are you? What are you doing? Let me go!" Beatle shouted.
"Don't care who we are, as long as you understand that we will kill you like squeezing an ant to death. Haha!" Barensi laughed wildly, and he was still the fat man who laughed at everyone in the "Big Tank" pub.
"Don't make a sound! Otherwise I will kill you immediately!" Balenci suddenly stopped the cart and threatened Bitril in a low voice.
"Stop! What's in the car???? Open it and take a look! "
(3)
While talking, two men holding broad swords walked out from the side of the road. "Bounty hunter?!" Fatty Balenci's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
"Friend, I am a businessman on the road, no, I am preparing to deliver goods to the town ahead." As he spoke, Barenci put his hands into his wide black robe.
"Merchant? Are there any merchants wearing black robes? Just stand aside, I want to check the carriage!" The tall hunter did not believe what Barensi said at all.
Balenci raised his eyes to look at the broadsword in the man's hand, and stood aside helplessly.
"Friend, I am really a businessman, do you think so" As he spoke, the fat man Balenci took out a handful of copper coins and handed them to the shorter hunter next to him with a smile.
"Are you sorry? I was entrusted by someone, and I really have no choiceAh!" The short hunter stretched out his hand apologetically, and was about to take the money handed over by the fat man who looked at the harmless man in front of him, when suddenly a cold light appeared. , a short sword instantly pierced his neck.
Balensi succeeded in one blow, threw away the copper coin in his hand without hesitation, quickly pulled out the second dagger, and threw it at the other bounty hunter like lightning. "Pfft!" With a sound, the dagger hit the tall man in the back of the heart. He staggered and fell to the ground, unable to move.
"Little girl! Come down!" The shocked Bitril was dragged out of the bullock cart by the fat man Barenci. Balensi knew clearly that the two corpses would be discovered soon, so he decisively abandoned the ox cart and replaced it with the horse left by the bounty hunter. He cunningly let one go in the opposite direction, then threw Bitril on the remaining horse, then led the horse and quietly headed west.
(4)
When Stanton was "picked up" by Guard Captain Asantean, it was already the fourth day after Beatle was kidnapped. Bishop Marga's investigation has made almost no progress, and there is no useful information from the city lord Silent Richard. However, someone from the Skeleton Tavern said that they had lost two good players and asked for an increase in the reward amount.
After Montetier inquired about the situation, he asked the Skeleton Tavern to send a guide, and then we all started to pack up and prepare to rush to the location where the bounty hunter¡¯s body was found. Before leaving, the silent Lord Richard gave me a letter and asked me to take this letter to visit the local city lord if necessary. They would do their best to help me.
It was already the afternoon when we arrived at the scene of the accident. Montetier gave the guide a silver coin and sent him away.
"Damn it! If anything happens to Bitril, I will chop Barenci alive!" Stanton looked at the blood on the ground, his heart rising.
"It seems that this fat man Balenci is not simple. He actually made two directions of whereabouts." Montetier squatted on the ground and studied carefully.
"Yeah, if these two bounty hunters were done by Balenci alone, then he is really an admirable guy."
"It's so awesome to hide it so deeply!" I felt a little scared, I was afraid that Bitriel would fall into the hands of such a person. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Come on, haven't you been a robber? Come here and help me see which set of footprints are the latest here." Montetier greeted him and asked him to go over and help him. I understood that he was creating space for Stanton so that I could comfort the guy.
"Hey! Stanton, it seems that this fat guy Barenci is not easy? I was wondering how he would compare with you?" I said easily.
"Compared with me? How dare he, a little thief, compete with me? I won't crush him to death with one hand!"
"Hmm! He is indeed a black-haired demon! He has courage! Well, I won't argue with you when I get my hands on you. I don't want to be accidentally hurt by you."
"That's right! I didn't invent the black-haired devil myself." Stanton didn't know why when he heard his name.
"This guy is still so innocent."
(5)
After Montetier¡¯s observation, we decided to pursue westward. I asked Stanton to go back to Hathway and inform the city lords and ask them to send people to check in several other directions. This guy Stanton refused to work, so I said a lot of flattery and promised repeatedly that I would keep Fat Barenci for him when I found him, so he reluctantly left.
"Just let him go his own way, aren't you afraid that he will go back and cause trouble?" Montetier said to me worriedly.
There was nothing I could do. I asked Stanton to bring back a letter to the city lord. In the letter, I told Lord Silent Richard to detain Stanton as soon as he saw him. I didn¡¯t want this impulsive guy to do bad things with good intentions.
"I hope Stanton doesn't make too much of a fuss. Hey."
"Compared to Stanton, this guy is more stable all the way,"At this point, I looked back and looked all the way.
"Which one? Mr. Diboer, don't look at me all the time, I'm so embarrassed" he said coquettishly.
"If Master DuBoer likes you, would you like to marry him?" Montetier also made a joke.
"They don't want it."
"Oh, it turns out you can still tell the difference between men and women." I couldn't help but laugh.
"Hmm, that's not what I mean, I'm still young!" After saying that, he hid his face shyly.
"Plop!" Montetier and I fell off the horse and the donkey at the same time.
(6)
At night, we were camping in the mountains, and it suddenly started raining in the originally clear night sky.
"What do you think Bitril is doing right now? Is she scared?" I asked through the tent, looking at the raindrops outside.
"People don't know, but they think Miss Beatle is very brave."
Yeah? Why do I always feel that Bitriel is particularly gentle and delicate.
"Don't worry, go to bed early. I just hope it won't rain tomorrow, otherwise all traces will be gone." Although Montetier was comforting us, he himself frowned obviously. (He is unmasked when he is with us.)