Lan En patted the dirt on his body and stood up.
His hand rested on the handle of the halberd stuck in the belly of Bordon's body.
"Pfft"
With gentle force, the murder weapon was pulled out.
The majestic corpse fell over like mud, and Lan En did not look at it again.
The grievances between them have been wiped out.
The three sergeants who had already restrained the captain's body and were waiting aside saw this and slowly approached.
"You have finished talking"
The Halberdier asked tentatively.
Lan En didn’t reply, just nodded, grabbed the tip of the halberd’s tail, straightened it and handed it to him.
The halberdier gritted his teeth when he saw this, but still reached out and took his weapon.
"How can this kind of holding be so stable and your teacher. I have never seen anyone who can wear such a heavy armor and move so fast. Are all you witchers of this level? ”
Without the Bear School armor, or even if the armor was inferior, Bordon would have been killed by the first wave of arrows.
Heavy armor is the second guarantee for a soldier’s life. The first guarantee is the fighter’s own fighting qualities.
"I'm different." Lan En let go and shrugged, "Our school is stronger than the average."
The halberdier began to clean the blood and grease on the blade. It's not easy to kill someone with a weapon. If you don't clean it, it will rust the next day.
The archers on one side then asked Lan En for his opinion.
"Then let's take away the two corpses together now"
"I have to take off his armor first" Lan En shrugged and pointed at Bol behind him. Dong's corpse, "He gave me this set of armor."
The crossbowman couldn't help but nodded, "You really should keep it. I have never seen armor with such good craftsmanship. It must be It’s not cheap.”
His tone was full of admiration, and he lowered his head in embarrassment and looked at his standard armor.
As a standing soldier under Lord Willen, the most advanced armor he has ever seen is the lord's heirloom armor.
But everyone in Velen knows that their lord Veserad does not have the courage to go to the battlefield.
His heirloom armor may still look gorgeous, but it’s self-evident that it still can’t withstand being cut.
Lan En nodded in agreement.
"The craftsmanship is very good, but because of this, it will cost a lot of money to repair the big hole in the abdomen."
With the help of three professional sergeants, Bo Erdong's set of Bear School armor was quickly taken off.
The Bear School is the only school among demon hunters equipped with heavy armor.
For an armor with a total weight of nearly thirty kilograms, ordinary people would be unlikely to get up even if they fell down.
Putting on and taking off the clothes can only be accomplished with the help of an attendant.
The three sergeants dragged the two bodies all the way out of the small valley, where there were the four horses they had come on.
The mounts of Bordon and Lann are also there.
"Thank you again, Master Demon Hunter. Whether it is for your help in battle or for giving up the bounty." Before leaving, the three sergeants bowed to Lan En on horseback to greet him. .
"We usually stay at Crow's Nest, which is also the castle of Sir Wesselad. If you need anything, please feel free to come over. No matter what others think, we will definitely treat you with the best."
"Crow's Nest, I remember it." Lan En responded with a smile, without correcting their title.
Master witchers refer specifically to those witchers who can hunt large monsters alone.
It doesn’t matter what type of adult griffon, petrified cockatrice, petrified lizard, or pterodactyl they are, anyway, they all have the combat power to kill a squad of ten soldiers individually.
Bordon has such a record and can be called a master.
But even if he can hunt large monsters alone, he still has to die when faced with a completely different battle mode like human civil war.
For Lan En, although he is far from being called a "master", there is no need to worry about them who may never leave Velen in their lifetime.
"By the way, I have a question." Lan En asked casually. "Why is Sir Wesselard so diligent in pursuing a murderer this time?"
Wylan kills people every day. Although the crime of murder is serious, as long as he does not appear in front of the guards with any fanfare, he will be hunted down. And Wanted is just a formality.
I had been planning to get rid of my mentor for a long time, but taking advantage of the opportunity of pursuit, it was really a last-minute plan.
There is a reason why Bordon dared to kill people directly. He was robbed of emotions by his mutation, but not his brain.
"This guy is just unlucky." The halberdier pointed at the body on the horse.
“Oriden is the private residence of a big man. I heard he is King Foltest’s cousin or something. That knight often holds chariot racing competitions in Oriden. He can catch it Unfortunately, there was a competition on the days of the murder, and Lord Veserad did not dare to neglect the big shots in Vizima."
So the murder, which was originally a trivial crime, now needs to be dealt with. A team of professional soldiers chased and hanged.
This is not simply "enforcement of justice", this is a "political statement."
That makes sense.
Lan En nodded. Regarding matters that may be difficult for local civilians in this world to understand, his relatively rich knowledge and education can easily clarify his thoughts.
No longer entangled, Lan En waved goodbye to the three sergeants.
The horse left behind by Bordon was strong and energetic, with pure black fur that was shiny and only four hooves had white hair.
It is a mare with dark clouds and snow.
Lan En stroked the bridge of the horse's nose and looked at it.
The horse's nostrils are wide open, snorting, and its eyes are calm. Even without the Yaksi Seal, the horse is very receptive to Lan En. After all, he has been feeding the horse during this period.
This is the war horse that Bordon bought at a huge price.
Although it cannot be compared with those horses that have been trained as heavy armored cavalry and can master at least four hoof movement methods to adapt to the battlefield environment.
But the physique is no problem.
An authentic Kaedweni horse.
This horse had much better food than Lan En before.
"Xi Lv Lv"
"Quiet, Poppai, be quiet."
Lan easily calmed down the boy named "Poppa" The temporarily damaged and ill-fitting Bear School armor was placed on the back of his original old horse.
Lan En is sure that his figure is still growing, but the figure gap between him and Bordon still seems to be huge.
Although this valuable armor was already in his hands, if he wanted to use it, in addition to repairing the big hole in his abdomen, he had to change his body shape.
I don’t know if there is a competent blacksmith master in the whole of Willen.
The damaged Willen sword simply stayed in the bloody mud.
Instead, Lan En directly carried the two swords with bear heads carved on the weight balls at the end of the sword hilts behind his back.
Bear School Steel Sword and Silver Sword.
As soon as he took it in his hand, the young man immediately felt the difference. It's like a poor kid wearing a shirt that costs thousands of dollars for the first time in his life.
It is an "expensive" feeling that can be touched.
Compared with these two swords due to the material of the blade, subtle center of gravity, and good grip, Lann felt that the Willen sword he had been using before was simply a thin piece of iron
Bordong can cut off the bodies of four half-evil ghosts with one sword. In addition to his strength and swordsmanship, the quality of the sword itself is also very important.
Lan En fully feels this now.
With a good sword of this level, he could kill himself with only a hunting knife in half a minute.
The young man's hand was still lingering on the hilt of the sword behind his back, and the two horses rode one and led the other away from the blood-filled valley.
The clouds in the sky are stirring, Willun is near the sea, and the sky will change.
Just like what happened to Lan En himself.
When he came, he was still an apprentice demon hunter who could not control his life and death. But when he left, he had already killed his mentor.
Become the master of your own life again.
On horseback, the young man’s nose twitched and he smelled the fishy smell of soil.
"The wind is strong and it's going to rain."
Lan En tightened the worn cotton armor on his tight body and gently pinched the belly of Jiabo Pai's horse. The horse began to trot.
He has to go to Oriden, that BordonThe village where the murder was committed. Please remember to bookmark, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft