"Aha now this bastard can't run away"
Phillip cheered happily, as if catching the cannibal criminal was within reach.
"Master, you have to help us again. Let's go and chop this bastard into pieces"
Phillip is qualified to be a sergeant, so he is certainly not stupid.
Now that we know the characteristics of the criminal, we have to find it slowly, but if we bring this demon hunter who is more powerful than the temple priest
Maybe the case can be closed today.
When Lan En thought about it, it seemed inappropriate for him to come over and kill two ghouls before saying a few words for a task with a total price of two hundred and thirty orens.
Moreover
The young man’s cat eyes narrowed slightly, like a big cat hunting for prey, with a cold light.
He really wanted to know what it felt like to chop down a cannibal.
"Have you protected the crime scene?"
Lan nodded to Phillip and then asked.
The sergeant patted his big belly, and the iron glove made a "duangduang" sound against the front armor.
"No one is watching the scene, but don't worry. Since this happened, although the surrounding villagers wanted to kill the murderer alive, no one dared to go to Duenhan again. After all, who I don’t know when the goddess will become angry.”
“I understand.”
Lan En nodded lightly.
The incident happened five or six days ago. If no one disturbed the scene, then my witcher senses would probably be able to directly find the footprints of the murderer.
"Then let's set off."
"Okay, guys, get on your horses."
A group of sergeants walked toward the stables of the tavern. .
The residents of Midcops unanimously opened a small crack in the door of their wooden house.
With eyes mixed with fear and expectation, he watched this group of soldiers who wanted to bring to justice the sinners who had blasphemed their faith.
Lan En can understand this expression.
In fact, it is difficult to make a specific distinction between soldiers and bandits in the feudal era. It may even be because they have stronger organizational power and therefore appear to be more harmful than bandits.
A group of people splashed black mud on the muddy country road and ran into the distance.
Dunham is indeed half a day's journey from Midcops, but that is based on the farmer's distance.
The group of people were all cavalry, and they reached their destination in more than an hour.
"Your, phew, your horse is good, Witcher."
After an hour and a half of continuous riding, Philip jolted at the end and his breathing was messy.
They have arrived near the intersection of roads carrying faith.
The surrounding residents did not dare to approach, but in the excitement of the crowd, they organized some young men with pitchforks and wooden sticks to act as security patrols.
Philip andThe Temerian-style armor under his control won him trust. He tilted his head, spat, and cursed twice, and the armed farmers moved out of the way.
But it is expected that if it is an ordinary traveling merchant passing by, then it is estimated that this level will not go so smoothly unless he takes out a few coins or distributes some goods.
Anyway, Lan En has already seen a farmer with a bunch of garlic hanging around his neck.
After Philip passed by, he complained softly to Lan En.
"That's why we should finish this matter quickly, otherwise these armed farmers will get a taste of the benefits of blocking the road, and they will probably work part-time as bandits during the slack season. Just watch. This area is often The number of bandits in the next few months will be much higher than in other places."
Lan En didn't nod or say anything, just rising and falling with the horses.
On these topics, he can see more thoroughly than Philip, who can only rely on experience, but all this is still too far for him now.
The education he received told him that security issues are never just security issues.
Broken down, the essence should be people’s livelihood issues, road traffic issues, governance funding issues, etc.
If you want to break it down, it is a huge topic that makes people’s brains explode.
He is just a demon hunter now.
Now, he just wants to hunt an "ogre".
“We’re here.”
The young man interrupted Phillip’s complaint without any trace.
Perhaps the urgent work made him forget the misfortune of his family. At least Philip's temper at this time was not so bad that he wanted to fight when he saw someone.
Several people dismounted more than ten meters away from this intersection.
Philip handed the reins to his men, Lan En also dismounted, and York stepped forward to take his reins.
"Thanks, man."
"You are a capable person, you are welcome."
The young man nodded at the halberdier.
As the witcher approached the intersection, his senses were fully opened and he carefully observed every inch of the land.
It is indeed as described by Bernie that there are three female stone statues, a few half-extinguished white candles, garlands and sacrifices offered by believers.
On the peaceful land, there was only a pool of black blood spattered ferociously.
Lan En squatted down around the bloodstain and poked his head left and right.
"Sergeant, it may be different from the report you received. There are five or six people's footprints here."
"Master, there is nothing you can do about this, not even God can Let the farmers not watch the fun. Excluding the murderer and the victim, there are only three or four people here. To be honest, I want to applaud the farmers here."
"Good applause."
Lan En agreed perfunctorily, patting his studded leather gloves in mid-air.
Easiness comes from the confidence to complete the task.
Mentos has completed the identification of footprints. Here are the totalThere were five people's footprints, and the victim's footprints were because he had seen his shoes.
So they were screened and eliminated immediately.
There are three people left, one weighs only about 40 kilograms, and the stride length of the other shows that he is a full 180 centimeters.
All of them are inconsistent with Lan En’s speculation.
The remaining one is undoubtedly the "ogre".
The young man’s eyes followed the set of footprints. He stood up, followed around the blood stains.
When Philip saw this, he waved his iron glove fiercely in mid-air.
“Aha, I knew he could keep up.”
The sharp blades were pulled out from the sergeants’ scabbards one after another, and the cold and chilling air was in the air of this group of people. gathered on the body.
After all, he is a veteran who has experienced serious wars, excluding such problems as cheating and cheating.
They are very familiar with killing people and the preparations before killing them.
Duenham can enter Fike Lake by water to the east. There is a major road to the north that passes through Middlecorps. To the west, there is a road leading directly to the coastal hilly area in the west of Willen.
It can be called a regional transportation hub.
Only the south, because it is full of swamps, does not have a good road.
The footprints point south.
After going deep into the swamp, there was no easy way out, so the sergeants were a little agitated.
But fortunately, Lan En's witcher vision has not been lost. In the muddy swamp, the murderer's footprints have stepped deeper.
"He went back and forth several times. At different times, I think he may have known how much trouble he had caused, and maybe there were traps on the road."
Lan En He tilted his head and reported the situation to Phillip.
This veteran leader is calm and calm.
"You should pay more attention when exploring the road, but it's okay if you miss it. We are not just free labor under Jazz."
Lan En was not surprised by this calmness. He was also very relaxed at this time.
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