SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire-Chapter 43 - The Glutton Follower_1
Chapter 43: Chapter 43 “The Glutton” Follower_1
Chapter 43 -43 “The Glutton” Follower_1
“So something related to ‘Hunger’ has appeared so soon?”
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Colin, standing behind a tree and dealing with the occasional javelins flying toward him, also suddenly realized that encountering these events now was very likely influenced by that something called “Token-13.”
However, he hadn’t expected that influence to come this quickly.
Several more minutes passed, and after over a hundred people had thrown several rounds of javelins, they stopped; except for the noblewoman fiercely protected in the center, even if the other soldiers were not dead, they were more or less injured.
What was more troubling was that in this sudden attack, all the horses had been turned into porcupines!
This made breaking out even more difficult.
Seeing this scene, the attackers slowly started to approach, planning to reap the fruits of their victory.
The weapons they carried, such as pickaxes and stone axes, were common and not sophisticated, but they were numerous, and their eyes showed an extreme greed.
“Hehehe, we can usually only eat those two-legged pigs with skin over bones, but today…”
“Fresh and tasty horse meat, fresh and able women, hehe, and a noblewoman at that!”
“The noblewoman is to be handed over to ‘The Glutton’!”
“I understand, I understand, really curious what a noblewoman tastes like.”
…
“Damn it!”
The old butler gripped his Cross Sword, looking around to find a direction to break through.
But he found no good position…
These people clearly came prepared; there were ambushes everywhere. Any reckless move could easily lead them into the enemy’s traps, yet if they did not act, getting surrounded would certainly spell death!
“No good, no matter what, we must ensure Miss Helena’s safety and not let her fall into these guys’ hands!”
“When the fight breaks out, you take the lady and break through. I’ll hold off these people at the back!”
“Once we reach Black Stone City, everything will get better!”
The old butler made his choice. He felt this attack must have been premeditated since refugees could not possibly have the discipline these people did.
Ordinary people wouldn’t dare attack nobility, even if the noble was alone in the wilderness.
Clearly, someone might not want them to return to the kingdom…
But just then, an attacker seemed to have spotted something and pointed behind a tree:
“Wait, look, it’s that piece of big, fragrant fat meat that just ran off!”
“Indeed, it’s him, good, he won’t get away this time!”
A few acquaintances recognized Colin.
They had smelled an indescribable scent on Colin before they attacked the noblewoman’s carriage and had planned to capture him first but were unfortunately a step too slow.
And to their surprise, the tables had turned, and they encountered him again!
Guided by him, some of the mob also looked over, and saliva began to flow frenziedly in their mouths.
“So fragrant! What’s going on? Why does he smell so good?”
“A scent sweeter than that noblewoman…”
“Like ‘The Glutton,’ no, even sweeter than ‘The Glutton’s’ scent…”
“So hungry… I want to eat him…”
The surrounding refugees became somewhat chaotic, each one eyeing Colin with greed.
This change also caught the attention of the carriage team. Although they could not understand the meaning of their words, they all noticed something weird about Colin.
In the recent rounds of javelin assaults, they all had suffered, yet this guy was standing there as if nothing had happened.
…
“Sir, although I am not clear who you are, at this time, I earnestly request that we cooperate. Only then will we have a chance to escape this encirclement together.”
A feminine voice suddenly reached his ears. Colin turned toward the sound and saw the cloaked noblewoman facing him, but because of the hood, he still could not make out her specific appearance.
He could only determine from the faint blue strands of hair falling from the shadows of the hood that she probably had an unusual light blue hair color, unlike ordinary people.
As for what she said…
Escape?
Colin pursed his lips, not caring in the slightest about it. Whether to kill or to flee, he had at least nine ways to deal with the crisis at hand.
But what worried him was not this group of people, it was whether there was something else hidden behind all this.
The cunning of the locals, Colin had deeply experienced it through the Human Patchwork Monster.
Moreover, he did not come here to play the hero saving the maiden.
At this moment, as Colin was hesitating, a new event emerged in his mind.
“[Event 22: Capture at least ten followers of ‘The Glutton’ alive and ensure that their brains remain undamaged.]”
Remark: Try to capture as many followers of ‘The Glutton’ as possible alive.
…
When this task appeared, Colin, who had been unsure of what to do, suddenly had an idea. He turned around and shouted to the people in the caravan,
“We can cooperate, but my requirement is that you assist me in capturing these people alive as much as possible.”
“Capture them alive?”
Under the cloak, Helena’s expression was peculiar as she stared at the man who seemed unremarkable, wondering if she had misheard.
Sir, do you not understand the situation at hand?
You have no magical fluctuations about you; how could you say such a thing?
“Hahaha, did you hear that, this big piece of fat meat actually wants to capture us alive, hahaha…”
A follower of ‘The Glutton’ laughed out loud at this moment.
After laughing, his face turned ferocious as he picked up a javelin and prepared to throw it at Colin.
“My lord, the times have changed.”
Colin stepped aside to dodge the slow-flying javelin and expressionlessly drew his revolver, aiming at the man’s knee and fired.
With a bang, the man fell to the ground.
“What’s going on?”
The rest of the people were stunned by this scene, each looking at their fallen comrade, not understanding what had happened.
Before the group could react, Colin’s arm moved, aiming at the knees of several men and repeatedly pulling the trigger of his gun.
Bang Bang Bang—
Three more people fell in succession.
It was not until this moment that the group seemed to snap back to reality as they ferociously launched an assault on Colin.
“Damn it! Take out that guy with the strange weapon first! He’s alone; kill him!” one of the mob roared, attempting to launch an attack, until he was shot in the knee.
As expected, he was taken down with a single shot.
Compared to bullets, it was a bit difficult only with flesh and blood.
But as one mob fell, many more charged fearlessly!
“Good, they have much more backbone than that Human Patchwork Monster.”
Colin felt relieved by this and then reached into his pocket to take out some bullets, reloading his revolver.
He pointed the gun barrel at the charging mob. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger, shattering their knees and knocking them down.
At the same time, the caravan that had temporarily formed an alliance also surrounded the charging crowd under Helena’s command, blocking their path.
