People seem to have the same reaction when they see a witcher's peephole for the first time.
Exclaimed, and then leaned back hard, alert.
After that, it can be a normal conversation.
The people around them are all professional soldiers, and their courage is naturally greater than that of ordinary farmers.
So after a small burst of noise, calm returned.
"The Demon Hunter" Philip snored twice and spit to the side.
"It's really getting more and more chaotic these days, and all kinds of messy things are coming out."
Lan En didn't respond to his nagging.
"That's the way things are, sir. Let's talk about our suspicions."
"Uh-huh"
Phillip motioned that he was listening.
"I am a foreigner, Mr. Sergeant. I don't know exactly where Durnham is, but the crow's nest where Sir Witherald is located is about three days' journey from here. So according to what you just said, It is said that Dunhan is at least two and a half days away from the crow's nest."
The young man showed his fingers to the soldiers around him.
"After the news of the murder is passed, I will send you to deal with it. At least it will be five days from the day of the crime, and the two of us"
Lan En's fingers are on his own Moving back and forth with Bernie.
The meaning is self-evident, but the time is not right.
This is an obvious flaw, but what’s interesting is that Lan En didn’t detect the embarrassment of having his mistake pointed out from Philip.
The man frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly looked at Lan En and said, "A few days ago, one of your kind was captured and killed in Willen."
"In that battle, I I also helped.”
Lan En didn’t want to hide anything.
Phillip nodded when he heard this.
"It just so happens that York is also in the village. Let him recognize you. Let's go."
Without giving the two people a chance to talk, eleven cavalry surrounded them. People, walking towards the village a hundred meters away.
Halfway through, Bernie seemed still shocked by the news he heard.
Lan En walked beside him and asked without hesitation.
"What kind of place is Durnham?"
Lan has a clear understanding of Willen. He knows that dying here is nothing, so important. It's this place called Durnham.
Eleven cavalry, and it sounds like there are still manpower in the village. Compared with this time, Bordon's pursuit was like a joke.
It is enough to illustrate the importance of this place.
“It’s not an important town, it’s just a road intersection. But it is a place where all the villages around us worship the goddess Melitelli. What inhuman bastard would do that in that sacred place? Blasphemy"
Bernie whispered indignantly, as if even the injury on his hand had been temporarily forgotten.
At the same time, Lan EnHe also immediately realized that this matter was indeed not trivial.
How to describe Meritelli’s faith?
Let’s put it this way, even if he is the king’s personal guard, as long as he dares to touch the priestess in any Meritelli temple, Vellum.
Then we don’t need to go to night, at dusk, we can see his hanging body on the acacia tree at the intersection.
And it was not a deliberate revenge, but simply a result of public resentment, and the king himself had to bow his head and admit it.
Meritelli is the belief of every lady in the northern country. The belief of this goddess never involves politics, power, or competition for interests.
He is simply spreading his teachings of love and peace.
But it is this "non-dispute" that creates the unparalleled influence of Meritelli's faith.
Because every woman who believes in Him has many identities.
Daughter, mother, wife, even a king will have a mother, even a bandit will want a wife
If you want to hurt Meritelli’s faith
Then you also You must have thought about how you will die
It is different from the time when Veserad clung to the law and sold favors to the king's cousin during the Oriden Carriage Competition.
The murder that occurred in Durnham, a place dedicated to faith, is a real event that will bring panic and anger to the Willen area.
“That’s not all, boy.” Philip on horseback had to take out a copper wine flask and take a few sips during these few steps.
"That was not a simple murder"
As if he recalled some unspeakable scene, he waited until he swallowed the wine in his mouth before he continued to speak with an ugly expression.
"The victim's body was partially eaten."
Been eaten
Lan En's eyes narrowed slightly, but Bernie was confused.
"Is there a wild beast or monster that went to destroy the scene? Damn it, in the past, everyone was worshiping and praying there, and no monster dared to approach Dunhan"
"Monster "Oh, it's just a monster."
Philip took another sip of wine and sneered with unknown meaning.
“What do you mean?” Bernie’s eyes widened. “You mean the cannibal murderer eats people in that land of faith?”
“Hey, anyway, we I saw no traces of wild beasts or monsters nearby."
"You are just soldiers, not scouts or trackers. You are not experts. You cannot make such a conclusion."
Bernie immediately said. When he opened his mouth to argue, he was not exonerating the murderer, but refusing to believe that the place of faith in their area had been so seriously desecrated.
What made him even more unexpected was that Phillip happily admitted it.
"Yes, we are good at killing people, but we are really not experts when it comes to traces and monsters."
Lan En interrupted the conversation at this time.
“So Bernie, think about it.Why did they spend so long with us?"
Philip smiled and simply nodded.
"It's for you, Witcher. When it comes to monsters, you are the experts. To be honest, we were just routinely interrogating every suspicious person, but as soon as you looked up, I knew I had won the lottery. "
"Whether I win or not will be decided later. Now I have to treat my friend's wounds first. "
The distance of more than 100 meters was quickly covered. The group dismounted and walked into the tavern. There were four soldiers wearing Temerian armor sitting at the table.
< p>Lan En saw the halberdier he had seen a few days ago, but he did not speak for the time being. Instead, he asked for a glass of rye vodka.This high-altitude wine is used in taverns. The cups were different from beer. They were small wine glasses that could be held by the tiger's mouth.
Lan poured it directly into Bernie's hand, causing him to scream. < /p>
“One more drink, man. "This is what Philip shouted," I will have to spray it again to clean up the debris in the wound. ”
The strong man waved his hand behind him, and a soldier shrugged naturally and came over to help bandage.
Only now, Lan En turned his head and looked at the elder who had fought together. The Halberdier smiled and nodded.
“I thought I would meet you at Crow’s Nest sometime, but I didn’t expect to see you now. ”
Haberdier York ignored the weird looks from the people around him, took his own beer glass, touched it with the empty glass in Lan En’s hand, and drank it in a big gulp.
"Guduhuhahaha, who would have thought that the world would be in such chaos now? I didn't know until I returned to the crow's nest that someone dared to do such a thing in Duenhan. "
After greeting the witcher, York turned to face his commander.
"Sergeant, this is the master witcher I mentioned. An upright and respectable gentleman. "
Phillip waved his hand and asked the bartender for a drink rudely, while York took advantage of this moment to whisper seriously to the young man's ear.
"You'd better not touch him now. The scholar frowned because his wife had just been found cheating on him and his lover was chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs. "
"Literally chopped up and fed to the dogs"
"Literally. "
"Wow"
Lan En smacked his tongue slightly, ordered another glass of rye vodka, and touched it with York.
"Thanks for the reminder, I said that when he first started, it was like he wanted to find a reason to beat us over the head. "Please remember to bookmark, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading