Karen Hughes Comes to See Your Highness

Chapter 24 Karen Hughes, Here to See Your Highness

The next day.

The outskirts of Wolf Howl Forest.

The light mist was gradually dissipating, and the morning light was cut into tiny gold flakes by the layers of branches and leaves, sprinkling onto the damp moss and fallen leaves. The air carried a fishy smell of soil.

A gray hare was quietly squatting on the grass, nibbling on the tender green grass at its feet. Its ears turned to the left and then to the right, its moist nose twitching slightly in the air—until it confirmed that there was only the rustling of wind passing through the treetops, it lowered its head again.

Clearly, it would flee immediately at the slightest disturbance.

Whoosh! Accompanied by the sound of a bowstring vibrating, an arrow shot out from the bushes like a poisonous snake.

The sharp arrowhead cut through the air, making a slight whistling sound.

Hearing the sound, the hare obviously sensed the danger. Its ears suddenly perked up, and its body leaned back slightly, trying to jump away.

However, the speed of the arrow was too fast. Its hind legs had just started to push off when the arrow accurately pierced its brow, penetrating from the back of its head and bringing out a string of crystal blood beads.

Thump.

The hare fell to the ground, twitched for a moment, and then stopped moving.

At this moment, two figures walked out of the bushes, one was a tall, handsome black-haired young man.

The other was a brown-haired teenager with a stern expression and a thin face.

Soon, after seeing the hare's corpse with its head blown open by an arrow on the grass, the sternness on the brown-haired teenager's face was instantly replaced by a strong look of astonishment.

"Your Highness, you... could it be that you have received the blessing of the God of Storms and Hunting?" Berg said in shock.

As a Hunter, he naturally understood how difficult it was to train an archer.

It not only required extraordinary eyesight and psychological quality, but also countless repetitive and boring practice.

Even he, if he didn't have the foundation laid by his father since he was a child, it would be difficult for him to have such precise archery skills now.

Not to mention his Highness who shot such a "divine arrow" earlier, such earth-shattering changes had taken place in just one day, as if... he had become a different person.

"I was just a little more serious." Xian, who was holding the bow and arrow, gradually cleared his eyes and said lightly.

Although Berg was already his Servant, he did not intend to tell him about his ability. After all, he still understood the principle that the more you say, the more likely you are to make mistakes.

Tap tap tap.

At this moment, another hare emerged from the grass and ran quickly towards the bushes in front.

Astral Projection, activate! Xian took an arrow from the quiver behind Berg, skillfully nocked the arrow, drew the bow, and suddenly exerted force in his arm, shooting it out.

The movements were smooth and flowing, without any excess or stiffness.

Whoosh! The arrow accurately embedded itself in the hare's right eye while it was running, and shot out from its left eye, bringing out a string of blood flowers.

Perfect kill!

"Many times, perhaps consciousness is the burden of the body..."

Coming back to his senses, Xian looked at the hare's corpse on the ground and sighed silently in his heart.

Berg, who had witnessed the entire process, was so shocked that he was completely stunned.

His archery skills, honed day and night for over a decade, were surpassed by his lord in just one day! Berg suddenly felt utterly useless. "Lord, am I really useless?"

On the way back to the village, Berg, carrying two rabbit carcasses, sulked.

"You are my loyal servant and my most precious treasure. Believe in yourself."

Xian smiled slightly, patting the young man's back encouragingly.

He was just putting on a small act; he didn't want his side's major combat power to lose morale.

"Yes, Lord, I will definitely not let down the surname you bestowed upon me. One day, I will become a Dragon Hunter like that Lord Chu from your hometown!" The simple-minded boy immediately regained his fighting spirit.

"Hehe, I believe in you."

The two gradually disappeared into the forest's mist.

At the entrance of Fruit Basket Village.

"Your Highness Mingyu, I extend greetings to you on behalf of my lord, Viscount Karen Hughes."

As soon as Xian arrived, he saw the Sauron Knight who had come to collect taxes earlier, kneeling respectfully on one knee before him.

This scene made Xian feel slightly nervous, but on the surface, he still pretended to be calm and composed, asking in an indifferent voice:

"What brings you here?"

"My lord has heard of your arrival and feels very honored by it. Therefore, he plans to come and pay his respects to you with a small gift at noon today, hoping that you will agree."

The Sauron Knight said respectfully, his weathered face full of anticipation.

Upon hearing this, Xian's heart began to beat rapidly.

He knew that the nobles, who were the ruling class of the kingdom, were not as easily fooled as the villagers and knights of Fruit Basket Village.

A slight carelessness could lead to him being exposed and killed on the spot.

"Very well, I also look forward to meeting your lord."

Despite his inner nervousness, Xian calmly agreed.

Through his experiences these past few days after transmigrating, he had understood that simply hiding would not improve his situation. Instead, bold action was needed to find a way out of the predicament.

Of course, the main reason was that he was well aware that although the lord sounded very polite in the Sauron Knight's message, it was ultimately just a case of politeness before resorting to force.

Coming to pay respects to you was giving you face.

If he didn't agree, the next one to come wouldn't be just the Sauron Knight alone, but a team of brave and skilled guards ready to start a massacre.

"Your Highness, thank you for your grace. My lord will certainly not fail to keep his word!"

Hearing this, the Sauron Knight was overjoyed. He slowly stood up, bowed, and then quickly jumped onto the tall horse beside him, galloping towards the location where Viscount Hughes was temporarily staying.

He couldn't wait to tell his lord the good news.

"Lord, you are truly amazing. Even Viscount Hughes is coming to pay respects to you," Berg couldn't help but praise.

It should be known that for everyone in the village, Viscount Hughes was a great figure who was rarely seen.

Throughout Black Wolf Territory and several surrounding territories, the heroic valor and benevolence of Viscount Hughes were extolled.

Some say that he cherishes his people, and the taxes he levies are the lowest in the entire Sossia Kingdom.

Some say that he is brave and skilled in battle, having fought against many in the war, single-handedly killing several enemy knights, earning the glorious name of "Wailing Wolf."

Yet even such a great figure must personally bring gifts to pay respects to his lord.

What an honor! Berg felt that becoming His Highness's servant was the happiest thing in his life, enough to offset all the suffering he had once encountered. He looked at his lord with incomparably loyal eyes.

"Alas, if only I had chosen acting instead of psychology back then."

Feeling the "burning" gaze of the young man beside him, Xian thought with a wry smile in his heart.

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