[Outside the Hunting Circle]
"What is he shouting?" Pierre's brow furrowed tightly.
"I don't know."
Just beyond the felt tent walls, the identity of the shouting Hurd horseman remained unknown.
However, no matter how important the message he wanted to convey was, Pierre and the others could not understand it.
Without waiting for the Translator to arrive, an enraged old Sergei snatched a matchlock gun from someone else and fired at the clamorous Hurd horseman without hesitation.
The lead bullet whizzed past the Hurd horseman, who paused for a moment, then turned and left.
Pierre clenched his fists suddenly and immediately looked towards the source of the gunshot. But when he saw who had fired, he still forcibly suppressed his anger and refrained from lashing out at old Sergei.
"Devil! Heretic! Die!" Old Sergei could not contain his anger: "They all deserve to die!"
A cool voice from Colonel Moritz rose: "Mr. Morozov."
