Federer, a man who is not burly but strong, has to huddle up in the basket, which is actually very difficult.
Bamboo sticks made square marks on his face, and the two-finger-long beard he deliberately left was torn raw by the tough bamboo.
There was only a little room for movement all over his body, which made him very uncomfortable.
But Federer still endured the discomfort and slowly moved forward against the corner, while holding his breath and observing the situation nearby.
Townsend's home is relatively close to the center of the village and can easily be targeted by wolf-headed men, so Federer has to be careful.
The neighing of horses could be heard from time to time in the stable in front of him. It seemed that Townsend had indeed left a few horses in his stable.
Federer secretly thanked Townsend for his help.
If they didn't have horses, it would undoubtedly be more difficult for them to leave the village and join the others in Frostbite Town.
"call……"
Federer took a deep breath and then exhaled it from his abdominal cavity. After carefully confirming that there was no abnormal movement around him, he walked out of the shadow where he was hiding.
Seeing a moving basket in the middle of the street is more concealed than seeing a running person.
What's more, wearing a basket also hinders movement. If he is discovered, he may not be able to escape in time. So Feder abandoned his disguise and ran directly with his legs.
Federer took three steps and two steps and suddenly reached the stable door. He obviously only ran those few steps, but Federer felt like he had run a long distance and his whole body was dripping with sweat.
He quickly pressed his back against the stable door that was filled with the pungent smell of grass, gasping for breath, and patted his chest with his right hand to steady his rapidly beating heart.
"What the hell...I, what's going on with me?"
Federer couldn't figure out his situation. He was wondering if his reaction was too big and strange.
Obviously he didn't see the group of wolf-headed men, but he felt like he was being stared at by something terrifying, which made goosebumps appear all over his body.
But Federer didn't think too much about it for a moment and just thought it was an illusion caused by his excessive mental tension.
After all, he has more important things to do now.
"Why is it that the door to Townsend's stable is like the one in my utility room? It's hard to find the lock."
Federer took out the keys from his arms and looked for the lock on the door.
At this time, he realized that he could not find the place where the key should be inserted. Federer fumbled on the doorknob for a long time and could not see the shadow of the lock.
"That's not right! Did Townsend forget to lock the door?"
After discovering that he couldn't find the so-called lock, Federer finally realized the problem.
At this time, he thought Townsend had forgotten to lock the door, but then he pushed the door again, which made him feel very strange.
"What's going on?"
Although it was not locked, it could not be pushed open. Federer, who did not believe in evil, pushed it twice more and found that there must be something blocking the door behind it.
Based on the feeling in my hands, it doesn't look like the door is blocked by someone behind it. It should be some kind of heavy object.
What should I do if the door is blocked? Federer's answer is - "Open it!"
He will use his hands to push the door with his shoulders instead, which will make it easier for him to exert force.
But the strength he used on his shoulders was not too small, and he actually only pushed out a one-inch gap in the door, and could not push it open for a while.
"Bah! I don't believe it!"
Federer gritted his teeth and continued to exert strength with his legs, and the object squeezed behind the door finally began to loosen.
Seeing that victory was in sight, Federer worked hard and finally opened the door completely.
But just as he staggered into the stable, preparing to hold the pile of hay in front of him with his hands to keep his balance, Federer suddenly saw something black falling from above his head.
Because Federer exerted too much force at this time, his body not only lost strength but also lost balance.
Faced with this sudden attack, how could he escape now?
So this thing covered him directly.
"Uh-huh!!"
The light inside the stable was very dark, and Federer could only use his hands to feel that the thing covering him was a big net.
This large net made of hemp rope can catch wild boars. It is very easy to trap a person.
trap?!!
Federer turned around and looked at the thing hanging by the door. It turned out to be a bag of stones.
He had just put in so much effort, but was actually blocked by these stones.
The other party made a simple trap at the door. As long as the bag of stones is pushed away, the large net tied to the beam will be released.
Federer was caught in this small trap commonly used by hunters.
At this time, he was trapped in the net. The harder he struggled, the tighter the net tightened, and he could not find the edge of the net.
Now Federer is a baited prey, waiting for the hunters to decide his future fate.
In fact, when Federer discovered that the door was unlocked, he realized that the stable in front of him might be a trap.
After all, Townsend, a man who relies on horses for a living, cannot possibly be careless about his own horses.
But he was too eager to get the horses in the stable, so he selectively ignored this possibility.
"Kursori no Thor (come and see our prey)"
A familiar yet unfamiliar language rang in Federer's ears.
Wolf-headed men don't make much noise when they walk because they don't wear shoes, and the calluses on their soles can withstand the test of the ground.
At the same time, this kind of orc has been learning to hunt since he was a child, and he knows very well how to lower his footsteps. If Federer had not heard the voices behind him, he might not have realized that these wolf-headed men were approaching him.
If the language is unfamiliar, it's because Federer has never heard this strange tone that sounds like thick phlegm in his throat before.
And to say that it is familiar is because Federer has understood what it means when a guy who speaks this language appears during this time.
The pressure that came from behind sent chills down his spine, making Federer even more panicked and trying to get out of the net.
But how could the other party let him, the "prey" in the net, escape?
At this time, a huge force pulled the big net covering Federer.
Another wolf-headed man's accomplice suppressed Federer, who was trying to struggle, while the wolf-headed man who spoke at the beginning took out a rope and tied Federer's hands swinging outside the grid.
The net kept tightening, and after a while Federer inside couldn't move.
Federer had nowhere to move, and now he had to admit that he had been caught.
But Federer still didn't give up completely. He gritted his teeth and rubbed the ropes as thick as a finger.
"Dorondis Stoll, Valendi Fornito (he also has accomplices, and there are more than one)."
Huffman, the leader of the wolf-headed man team, put his nose to the captured human and sniffed it, and immediately distinguished the scent of several different humans and it was quite fresh.
Because Federer was not honest, he took the opportunity to kick this man in the face.
"Bano Sadi Vodiadis (this person should have three companions, all of them women)"
Huffman sniffed again, and he smelled a body odor unique to pregnant women from Federer, so he added: "Brucanure (the other one is pregnant)"
Based on the characteristics of these smells, Huffman thought for a moment, and he roughly guessed the number and gender of this human's companions.
Huffman, a wolf-headed man, has a very sensitive nose, and wolf-headed men have an excellent sense of smell.
Among this team of wolf-headed men, Huffman's sensitivity to smell can be ranked among the top five.
"Nordadi Nurshabu Oudi (do you want to report to Lord Nursha?)"
The wolf-headed warrior next to him had no doubts about the accuracy of the information Huffman obtained from Federer.
So he asked Huffman about his next plan. After all, their leader Nurshako was very interested in human female slaves.
“Colordi (of course)”
Huffman dragged Federer, who was still struggling, outside the stable, and the two horses in the stable let out a low roar as if they were finally free.
For ordinary domestic animals, these orcs can bring them instinctive fear.
Now that a human has been captured, it is easy for a tracking expert like a wolf-headed man to find the human companion.
Huffman, who was holding Federer in his hand, may have thought that the man's fearless struggle and screams were too irritating. He raised his other hand and hit Federer on the back of the head.
Federer was hit hard on the back of his head and his consciousness gradually faded away.
Before falling asleep completely, Federer spat out the last words on his mind from his bitten lip:
"It's over..."
My vision went dark and I couldn't do anything else.