Allen was silent. He realized the problem. He had been missing Luna. Although Luna was Ravenclaw, the current Ravenclaw was not Luna.
In this time and space, he was just a passerby. There was not much sand left in the Time Turner, which meant that there was less and less time left for him to spend with the current Ravenclaw.
He had unintentionally entered Rona's life? When he left this time and space, he would probably be able to see her again in the blink of an eye. But would it be her? He did not know how long she would have to wait alone to see him again. When he thought of the future Ravenclaw's beautiful but serious face that lacked joy, Allen felt bitterness in his mouth. He had always thought that it was because of the change in status or divinity, but now it seemed that he was part of the reason.
Allen wanted to say something but found that he could not. He thought about it again. When Luna met him, to the current Ravenclaw, she had been waiting for a thousand years. Allen's heart sank, and his gaze became more determined. He had to go back.
"I'm sorry, Rona." Although there were many reasons he wanted, Allen could only suppress his emotions and end with a simple apology. And for the first time, he called the other person's name. It was not Luna, but Rona.
Ravenclaw, who was sitting in front, did not say anything. She just leaned back slightly, allowing Allen to lean on her back. Allen felt the warmth close to him and rested his forehead on Ravenclaw's shoulder.
The two of them wandered aimlessly in the forest. No one spoke, only the hellhounds in the distance made some noise from time to time.
Deep in the forest, countless birds were flying between the branches, chirping, and it was very lively. However, with the return of a few hellhounds, these birds were frightened and flew away in all directions. Suddenly, they heard the chirping of birds in the undergrowth, followed by the roar of wild beasts.
Allen, who was in low spirits, wanted to take this opportunity to adjust his mood. He held the witch's arm and raised his wand, ready to hunt the unknown raptor. However, Ravenclaw pulled him down. "We're here for fun. This time, I'll show you the traditional way of hunting."
Under Allen's puzzled gaze, Ravenclaw waved his hand at the Cerberus. The six Cerberus leaped out and charged into the bushes. "When the hunting dogs have exhausted their prey and stopped to make a last stand, we'll make the final blow."
Allen shrugged. He knew that this was probably a hunting rule of the nobles in the Middle Ages.
Not far away, there was a rustling sound. Allen saw a deer agilely leaping over the bushes. The hellhounds split up to intercept it and chased after it. The deer could only run around blindly.
After a while, the exhausted deer stopped and prepared to do its best to make a last stand. "It's time." Ravenclaw waved her wand. A branch fell from the tree and instantly transformed into an arrow. "Wadi Wadi!" The arrow shot out like a fully drawn bow and hit the panicked deer in the eye socket. It only had time to let out a short cry of despair before it fell to the ground.
Allen watched as Ravenclaw poured out a drop of mercury and turned it into a floating plate. He then used his wand to command the dead deer to fly onto the floating plate. He himself had been placed on the floating plate by Ravenclaw several times.
Although there was nothing wrong with it, the smell of sulfur was too strong and the saliva of the hellhounds was poisonous. If they dragged the deer back, the meat would probably be inedible.
"Let's each take turns and shoot one arrow. Let's see who gets the most prey in the end." Allen stopped looking at the floating plate and suggested to the witch. He did not want to continue the discussion, at least not for the time being.
"Okay." Ravenclaw tilted her head. The sun shone through the dense branches and the mottled shadows of the trees danced on her face.
As they continued to move forward, the six hellhounds jumped around in the bushes, scaring all the animals. Allen followed Ravenclaw's example and shot a deer to death. He also harvested a few small animals that were slightly larger than normal rabbits and had dark green stripes.
"'Mara' spiny guinea pig." Allen happily said the name of the rodent.
Ravenclaw shot a few real rabbits and another animal. This animal looked like a hedgehog and also like an anteater. When it curled up into a ball, the thorns on its body stood up. Its feet had sharp claws and its mouth was thin and long, like a bird's beak.
"The smell of this thing …" Allen said with uncertainty.
"Like high-quality beef." Ravenclaw replied.
Allen immediately stopped talking. He was not interested in anything related to cows recently. On the way, they also found a few wild boars, but they did not attack them. Allen and Ravenclaw, who had enough prey, did not hurt them either.
Finally, when they came out of the forest, they found themselves on the other side of the Black Lake.
"Let's deal with it here before we go back." Ravenclaw said casually after ordering the hellhounds to go back to the campsite.
Allen directed the deer on the floating disc to fly to the lakeside and prepared to deal with the prey on the spot. They did not plan to go back to the campsite from last night to do so, lest the campsite was contaminated with the smell of blood and filth.
They used their wands to remove all the deer meat and put the intact deerskin on the grass beside them. Ravenclaw cut the meat into strips and put them on a clean plate, while Allen got some deer ribs and thigh bones to make soup. At this moment, an angry man roared from afar. "You will be whipped. Don't you know that hunting deer is forbidden in the forest?"
A tall middle-aged man with a light yellow beard and a strong physique quickly ran towards Allen and the others. He still had a bow and arrow hanging on his back, and there were a few patches on his linen shirt. He was the gamekeeper. When he saw the clothes of the two people, he was slightly stunned and asked uncertainly, "Sir and Madam, are you nobles?"
"Hunting is the entertainment of the nobles and also a big source of income. The keeper of the hunting ground is not only responsible for providing game to the local lords, but also for protecting the forest and forbidding the poor from poaching. Those who are caught will be severely punished." After explaining, Ravenclaw's wand slipped into his hand. However, Allen blinked and suddenly threw the wand in his hand away. He grabbed Ravenclaw's hand and shouted, "Ravenclaw, run!"
Ravenclaw was slightly stunned. Such a Muggle could easily scare him away with a spell. She did not understand why Allen wanted to run, but she could only run along the lakeside under Allen's tug.
The keeper of the hunting ground chased after them and shouted, "You are indeed poachers! God will punish you! You will receive the most severe punishment! "
。 Peak.
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