Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 302 - Chapter 302 Chapter 302 The Promise of the Mountain Woman

Chapter 302: Chapter 302 The Promise of the Mountain Woman Chapter 302: Chapter 302 The Promise of the Mountain Woman The witch’s grey-white hair parted to reveal a pair of yellow eyes, which looked at Roger like a venomous snake. Her eyes moved, but before she could speak, a voice came from behind her.

“I like his voice and honesty, give him to me!”

Following the gaze, Roger only then noticed a grotesque face protruding from the witch’s hunched back.

“Shut up, you whore!”

“Look at your ugly self, all you have left is a mouth. Do you want to devour her?”

“Give him to me, give him to me!”

“I like young men, especially their kidneys…”

“They are indeed delicious!”

“Ignore her, let’s continue.”

The witch waved her hands around.

Although she was scantily clad and appeared filthy and aged, her hands were oddly youthful, but there were noticeable sutures at her elbows.

These hands clearly didn’t belong to her.

“Pure Forest Fairy, tsk tsk.”

“Is there anything I can help with?”

“Recently, a mysterious sword appeared near the village, plunged into a raised grave mound. All who’ve tried to pull out the weapon fell into comas upon returning to the village.”

“Some have even lost their lives.”

“Concerning this matter, this sword, do you know anything?”

“Oh, a mysterious sword.”

“I’ve seen him.”

Roger noticed the woman referred to the weapon as ‘him,’ not ‘it.’

“The sword is alive?” Roger suddenly asked.

“Young man, your thinking is too narrow. Everything in this world is alive, even a face can be fitted inside my hump. What is impossible, then?”

Roger opened his mouth but didn’t know how to refute the woman in front of him.

“Stay away from that sword, and kill everyone who has touched it. If it’s not too late, the disaster might be averted.”

“Are you crazy? Kill everyone?!”

Goway clearly couldn’t accept this.

“Heh heh, hasn’t one already died?”

“Four are left. Kill the remaining four, and you can solve the current troubles.”

“Right, and make sure to burn all the bodies. Not even bone fragments can be left.”

“Waste, such a waste!”

The face on the witch’s hump cried out, “Give me their bodies, I can brew a thick soup.”

“Hmm, truly delicious!”

“Shut up, you fool!”

“That’s my advice.”

The witch concluded.

“Is there no other way?”

“Like destroying that weapon?”

Goway obviously couldn’t accept the witch’s suggestion.

“Oh, sweet little fairy, you still don’t know what you’re up against, do you?”

“That’s no ordinary weapon.”

“I’ve glimpsed it from afar.”

“The souls entwined around the blade are so numerous, it’s frightening. Releasing them all would darken the entire sky.”

“If I’m not mistaken, this weapon should belong to the Headless Knight Rams.”

“Dear little fairy, you must have heard this name? A hundred years ago, where Rams’s iron steeds tread, villages collapsed, forests burned, the land was desolate.”

“Now his weapon has come here, perhaps he himself is also lurking nearby.”

The woman revealed a subtle smile, a mix of anticipation and excitement hidden within it.

“The Headless Knight Rams?”

“That’s impossible, he and his master were banished from this world, never to return.”

Goway retorted.

“Who’s to say for sure?”

“After all, a hundred years have passed, anything could happen.”

“Well, I’ve told you all you need to know.”

The Witch lifted her head and gazed at the sky through the gaps in the leaves.

“It’s getting late. You should head back, or…”

Her gaze swept past Roger.

“Some may wish to stay and keep me, a lonely woman, company.”

Roger chuckled dryly.

“Next time, next time I’ll bring my friend with me. I think you two could have a good talk about some issues,”

Roger declined.

Henrik, that guy, doesn’t care much for warmth or cold, maybe he really wants to try.

“I am looking forward to it.”

The Witch smiled, baring her teeth. Although she had legs, they were fused together, making it impossible to separate them.

She couldn’t walk like a normal person, but could only hop toward the thatched cottage behind her.

“Let’s go.”

Goway’s youthful face was fraught with severity as she took out a box and placed it on a stump not far away.

Then she turned and left.

“Is everything she said true?”

On their way back, Roger asked.

Goway nodded her head.

“Mountain Women never lie, and that’s what worries me.”

“Although they look hideous, they are quite friendly to travelers as long as you don’t attack them first.”

“And…”

Goway glanced at Roger.

“Don’t make promises to Mountain Women lightly. They take them seriously. They were born from the soil, and no one knows how they reproduce, but little in the forest escapes their eyes.”

“So if you need their help next time, remember to bring your friend with you.”

Roger’s mouth fell open.

“Is there such a rule?”

“Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Seeing the look Roger was giving her, Goway immediately understood something, “Don’t try to deceive them.”

“The moment you made that promise, you already had someone in mind, and they know who it is.”

“So next time, bring that friend you were thinking of.”

“Unless you never plan to come here again.”

“But I highly doubt that.”

Goway rubbed her hands with some pain.

It looked like she had made some promises to the Mountain Woman before, too.

And the wooden box she presented today likely contained what she had promised in the past.

“I hope that’s the case.”

Roger sighed, but his mind was on other matters.

“What if I use the Axis Dharma Seal to bewitch Henrik…”

“No, that’s not right.”

“He’s my best friend.”

Roger clenched his fists.

But then his brows relaxed.

“Yes, he is my best friend, and making a small sacrifice for me…”

“Shouldn’t be a problem, should it?”

Meanwhile, miles away, Henrik shivered suddenly during his morning exercise.

He felt an inexplicable chill on his back and rubbed his slightly dry eyes, “Am I doing this too often?”

“Sigh…”

“Being the acting chairman is exhausting.”

“Once I’m done with this mess, I’ll go find Roger.”

“Without my care, he must be having a tough time.”

Continuing along the path they had come, Roger and Goway headed toward the village as the sun hung low, darkening the forest.

But before they could get close to the village, a blaze reached skyward in the distance.