The huge adult wild boar fell into the soil, and the two protruding fangs had been forcibly broken. Lucia looked back, shook the big sack she brought, and dragged the wild boar into the bag.
The light elf stood aside.
In the days when he was roaming the streets in a prison van, he saw many things he would never have had the chance to see before, such as soldiers carrying a full-grown wild boar together, singing battle songs, and triumphantly triumphing at sunset.
The strength of a normal person cannot carry an adult wild boar alone.
The elf took a step forward and wanted to help, but in the next second, the girl stood up easily with the bulging sack in one hand.
She was clearly kneeling on one knee in the ground just now, but her clothes were not dirty at all. The elf"s footsteps st
