"What's your name?" Murray asked this question long belatedly while running away.
At first, he didn't think about the name of the person in the cage, but later, when they were on the road together, he just called her "you". Most of the time, he called her the red-haired woman in his mind, because her red hair was too eye-catching compared to others, and it became more and more vivid in his eyes.
The question came out of his mouth without any reaction, as if it was just a casual question.
Meili was stunned for a moment, and then she answered casually: "My name is Meili, you can call me Lili."
"Oh." Murray nodded to show that he understood, but he continued to do the same as before and still did not call her name.
On their way to escape, there were only sparse grass leaves around them, and no other animals or plants could be seen. Since the first encounter with those black-robed men, they were chased and intercepted again, also by a combination of black-robed priests and temple warriors.
Murri suffered a loss the first time, and the second time he didn't give them a chance to surround him. He ran away when he saw them, and he kept the group running all night. The horses were exhausted, and the group abandoned their horses and chased after them, but in the end they were all exhausted and watched Murri in front of them pull away from them, and even turned back to snort at them mockingly.
Mary stayed in Muri's arms from beginning to end, not causing him any trouble and even gave him some water in the middle.
"Are you tired? You've been running for a long time." Mary asked him halfway when she gave him water.
Murray pushed his skull cap to the top of his head, revealing a small part of his round, furry, white face. He said proudly and nonchalantly, "I used to run for three days and three nights without fear. They couldn't catch up with me."
Indeed, those who were chasing them were forced to stop halfway, without even getting a chance to take action, and were so angry that they could only shout curses behind them.
After shaking them off, Murray stopped and found a safe place sheltered from the wind. He lay down with his arms folded and began to sleep soundly. Perhaps he was tired.
Mary had slept in his arms before and was not tired, so she pulled down his skull cap and wanted to wipe his face. She found that although he was covered in fur, he did not sweat at all. Only the white hair that was pressed down by his clothes and the skull cap could be combed by her.
Because it was more comfortable to be combed, Murray did not struggle, his wet little black nose moved, and he even hummed twice. However, he soon realized that this was very immature, so he quickly restrained himself and stopped, refusing to make any sound again.
Mary combed the hair on his head and looked at his wound. In a short time, the wound was almost healed. Such a healing speed was really shocking. Mary was surprised and relieved.
She stood up and looked around, hoping to find something to eat. She turned around but found nothing.
Hunting, which seemed easy in Murri's hands, became extremely difficult for her. Those prey, even the smallest animals, were highly alert and ran away before she could see clearly.
There was no way she could catch up with larger animals. Either they ran very fast and she could not catch up with them, or she did not dare to approach them to hunt them. If she really approached them, she would probably be eaten by them.
When Mary thought of how Muri used various weapons, she also wanted to learn how to use weapons, even if she was not as good as Muri.
Muri, who was lying not far away, suddenly jumped up from the ground. Mary heard the noise and turned around to see him running towards her. In the blink of an eye, he had passed her and pounced on a small animal that had just strolled over. Soon he brought back dinner.
Muri, who had not eaten for a day, ate very happily. When he heard Mary asking him about learning to use weapons, he blinked his round eyes, raised his hand and grabbed Mary's arm.
Mary felt her arm being completely wrapped by his hand, and he didn't even use much force, but she felt like her arm was going to fall off.
"hiss-"
Hearing her gasp, Murri was startled and quickly let go of her arm as if it was hot.
"Your hands are so thin and you don't have any strength. Even if you can use a weapon, you can't beat others... You can't even lift a sword."
Meili was crestfallen and rubbed her red arms, "Then what else can I learn."
Murri looked at her while eating meat with big mouthfuls, and said nothing else. Meili didn't mention it either, and just worried about herself.
They encountered the warriors of the Temple for the third time. This time there were fewer people, only a few.
Murray wrinkled his nose, but still didn't go up to fight them, and prepared to avoid them.
This time, there was an archer among them. The heroic female archer rode at the front, and when she saw the target, she stood up, drew her bow, and shot an arrow.
The sound of the arrow breaking through the air was very clear in Muri's ears. He raised one hand and directly grabbed the arrow, which made those soldiers doubt their lives.
Not only did he not get hurt, but he also caught the arrow directly. The power of that arrow is not something that can be easily blocked!
The archer who shot the arrow also began to doubt herself. Was it a joke that people praised her as a sharpshooter? How could that guy catch her arrow like it was a joke
Murri looked back at those people and saw the female archer in the front suddenly turned around and ran towards them.
The group of people didn't expect that he would suddenly turn around and rush towards them while running, and they were a little panicked.
-The battle record of this Warcraft hybrid has been reported to all the temples in the nearby cities. He almost destroyed more than a dozen warriors, and several elite warriors they admired were defeated by him.
Several people subconsciously reined in their horses, but they couldn't stop for a while. Murray ran faster than the horse, and the two sides quickly approached each other. Murray ignored the others and kicked the horse in front down.
The archer on the horse screamed and tried to steady herself, but Muri pulled her off the horse by her hair, snatched the bow in her hand and the quiver on the horse, then turned around again and continued to run away from them.
This move stunned everyone. They were in chaos and several of them went to look at the archer who had been robbed and fell off his horse, and failed to catch up with him in time.
Meili hugged Murray's neck to steady herself and looked back over his shoulder.
"Fuck! He stole our things!"
"My bow! My bow! The monster stole my bow! That bow is very expensive and I just bought it not long ago!"
Murray gave the stolen bow and arrows to Meili.
"The woman's arms were also very thin. She used this, and you can use this too."
Mary realized that he was helping her solve the problem she had faced two days ago, and she stared blankly at his hairy chin while holding the bow and arrow.
It was the first time she received a gift since she was born. She felt cared for and loved.
… So this is how it feels.
She suddenly put her arms around Murray's neck and gently kissed his wet nose.
The agile Murray staggered and fell forward, landing on his face.
He quickly got up, his face covered in dust. Since Mary was in his arms, he didn't let her fall, but the bow and arrow fell to the ground. He picked up the bow and arrow quickly with a stern face and threw it into Mary's arms. He ran forward with a stern face, making a loud thumping sound on the ground.
Meili: “…” She suppressed her laughter and buried her face in her arms.
The way brother Murray wrestles is so cute.
She leaned forward to pat the dust off his face, but Murray leaned back to avoid her and said with lingering fear: "You can't do that again!"
Meili saw him prick up his ears alertly and quickly put down her hand, "No, no, no, I won't do it again. Don't be afraid."
Murray refused to accept: "I'm not afraid!"
After saying this, he silently put on his skull hat and turned back into his ferocious and mysterious appearance, refusing to show his face.
Meili got a good bow, and when she stopped to rest, she tried to draw the bow and shoot arrows. It took a lot of strength to draw it, and soon her arms and hands became sore, and she couldn't even successfully shoot an arrow.
"It doesn't matter. It will get better with more practice." She tried to think optimistically.
When Merry was able to draw the bow and shoot an arrow, they came to a cold wasteland.
The weather is obviously getting colder.
The black-robed priest and knight chased Muri relentlessly, almost driving him here.
Murray stopped moving forward and looked hesitant.
"They keep chasing me. I have to go back first."
Meili skillfully started a fire, sat beside it and asked, "Go back... back to the polar region?"
She heard him say that he used to live in the polar regions, which was said to be very cold and full of magical beasts—it was basically the territory of magical beasts.
"Well, go away. Humans can't survive in the polar regions." Muri said seriously.
He thought of his grandfather.
Since he regained consciousness, he was surrounded by endless cold snow, and hunger was the most vivid feeling in his body. When he was about to starve to death, it was his grandfather who picked him up from the glacier.
Grandpa was a human in black robes, who called himself an ascetic monk and lived alone in the polar regions for unknown reasons. He raised Murri for a while and taught him some things.
Murray didn't quite understand some of the words he said, and before he grew up to understand them, his grandfather died. From then on, he was the only one there.
Humans can die easily in the polar regions; they are too fragile.
Muri looked at Meili again. She had no thick hair, no claws or sharp teeth, and was so weak that she couldn't even beat the weakest monster cub in the polar regions.
It's definitely easier to die.
"But I don't know where else I can go." Mary held the bow and arrow, and there was some confusion and sadness in her eyes as the flames flickered.
Murri also thought that if he left her here, she might be taken away and eaten by wild beasts immediately.
He hesitated and said, "How about I send you to a city?"
After saying that, he began to plan to take a big detour and send the person to the city.
Meili: "You can't get close to a city with people in it, or you'll be discovered by the Knights of the Templar."
Murray emphasized again: "I'm not afraid of them, I just don't want to kill them!" He refused to admit defeat.
Mary couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, but they quickly fell again.
"I don't want to go to the city." She stared at Murray with hope in her eyes. "Can't I go back with you?"
Murray was still hesitant, "But the polar regions are really cold, you will freeze to death."
Meili said: "If I leave you, I will die soon. If that's the case, I would rather freeze to death in the polar regions."
She has seen this chaotic and disordered world clearly, and clearly sees her miserable future alone. She doesn't want to be a beautiful commodity and plaything, nor does she want to become the prey of road robbers.
Putting down the bow and arrow, she walked up to Muri and grabbed his big hand, "Don't leave me here."
Muri felt the hair on his body stand up. If he was not wearing any clothes, his whole body would look round.
Seeing Meili getting closer, he moved and said with a little stutter: "Okay, okay."
Realizing that his voice was too soft, he straightened up instantly and said in a hard tone: "I will try my best not to let you die."
Meili then smiled and shook his big hand, "I will try my best to survive."