This is the end of the cannibal case.
Lan En felt the existence of a group of cannibals, but in this world, they did not seem to be an important thing.
The only thing left to do now is to take the murderer to the crow's nest and collect the reward of two hundred and thirty orens.
Before leaving, Lann went back to Oriden and took his damaged armor with him.
He planned to see if it could be repaired directly in the crow's nest.
Ivan did not mention following him, which can be regarded as a reflection of Oridon's increased trust in young people.
"So that beast was caught"
Old Allen stood at the entrance of the village and asked, with a pair of nervous eyes behind him.
"Well, I caught it, it didn't take much trouble." Lan En said with a smile as he put the armored package on Poppy's back.
"He is a cannibal, but he actually does not know where Durnham is, so he commits crimes. It is not a deliberate provocation to the belief in the goddess, don't worry."
If it is a deliberate provocation, then several surrounding villages are preparing to maintain a young patrol team.
Because there must be more than one provocation.
But now there is no need to waste this manpower, which makes everyone relieved.
Lane met up with Philip Strenger's team, and then rushed to the crow's nest in the north.
The journey on horseback takes almost two days.
As for the murderer, not surprisingly, he started to have a fever that night.
After all, it is unrealistic to be brought out of the swamp without infection after being stabbed through the sole of the foot.
"Tsk, Master, do you have any magic potion there that can kill him for two days? Isn't it waiting for you to get the reward?"
Philip rubbed it With both hands, he came to Lan En a little embarrassed.
Sitting by the fire, Lan En immediately offered a set of three, "No, no, I don't know."
In fact, there are many magic potions in the alchemy bag. Sword oil or something.
But the poison is too strong for ordinary people. The murderer will probably be either dead or stupid after drinking it.
Although Sir Witherald probably doesn’t care whether the person he executes is a fool, that thing is so expensive
I’m not willing to hunt myself, so I’ll give it to a cannibal For readers' use
And now Lan En has not devoted his energy to the field of alchemy. These things are all Bordon's inventory, and one bottle is used less than the other.
So, under Philip’s pleading eyes.
Lan En went straight to the unconscious murderer who was lying on the horse. He opened his trouser legs and confirmed that the color below his ankles had begun to turn black.
Then he pulled out the steel sword from his back.
While changing the handprints with his left hand, he lightly brushed over the steel sword.
"Igni."
Like a dripping "thorn" in a frying pan"La", the sharp sword instantly turned red.
Only then did Philip understand what the witcher wanted to do.
"You won't think about the plague"
"Pfft"
The red sword drew an arc in the air, directly cutting off the two feet of the murderer on horseback
There was no bleeding, the wound He was cooked in an instant.
The murderer, who had been tortured to the point of unconsciousness by the high fever, now became fully conscious with a "wow"
His screams even frightened the horse. It's on fire.
Lan En didn't even bother to clean the sword, but sheathed it directly after it cooled down.
When he passed by Phillip, he patted the strong man on the shoulder.
“The amputation was a success. Look how vigorously this guy screamed. I thought he could live for at least five days. "
What can Philip say about a cannibal? Just cheer.
A group of cavalry did not respond much to this, or they were all focused on Lan En The Igni seal just now
A flaming sword
Who can refuse this thing
At least now, with these dozen cavalry. No one here talks about witchcraft, filth, mutants, etc.
They think Lan En is so cool.
Lan En is also in a good mood. At least it made some contribution to the elimination of discrimination.
The two-day journey was not long, and Lan En and his party soon arrived at Crow's Nest.
The smelly sea breeze. Crossing the border, clearing the sky with dark clouds.
Lan has complained about the weather in Willen many times, but he still doesn't adapt to it.
Sir Weeserad came over in a hurry to mention it. After walking away from the criminal, he took Philip aside and negotiated for a while, then gave the young man a very forced smile.
He took the cannibal directly to the fire that had been set up early in the morning without stopping.
“It’s a pity we can’t dissect him. "A neutral intelligent voice came from the young man's head, "Otherwise, the proficiency of surgical operations will definitely usher in a wave of growth. "
"Don't be greedy, Mentos. "Lan En shrugged indifferently.
"In this case, money and proficiency cannot be balanced at the same time. A criminal who can make the people of the lord share the same hatred is a godsend to the lord. And if this criminal can be allowed to die in his own hands in full view of the public, that would be even more significant. If that beast dies, most of its importance to Veselard will be gone. I don't know how much the promised reward will be. ”
“The main purpose of developing my surgical skill is to transplant gene seeds independently. Other people’s body data are not helpful to the primary goal yet, so it is not a pity to give up. "
"Understood, sir. "
The conversation between Zhinao and his master came to an end temporarily, because Phillip was blowing on a wine bottle and walking over.
"Pfft, the liquor is still strong enough for a dwarf like me." strongHan stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth and said carelessly.
"Don't blame Sir for not coming here just now. He has never seen a few demon hunters in his life, and he thought you were monsters in storybooks."
" I told him about your reward, and he completely agreed. But when he heard that you asked for money to repair the armor, he also wanted to save some money."
The demon hunter crossed his arms and leaned back. A wooden fence stood.
On the burning platform that had been set up opposite him, the lord was already holding a torch, pointing at the sinner and giving a speech to the people in the audience.
There is no doubt that Veserad has some speaking skills, and this crime is indeed outrageous.
As a result, the people in the audience were excited and wanted to tear the cannibal alive.
"It's interesting what price he offered"
Phillip burped first before speaking.
"To disappoint you, there are no master blacksmiths in Crow's Nest. However, Sir promised to give you a signed note with a seal, recommending you to go to a blacksmith shop in Goswellen to repair your armor for free. Don't worry, he is a master blacksmith who has passed the license test in Novigrad, and his skills are incredible. But you can only get twenty oren as a reward from the knight. Counting what I gave you personally, the total is fifty oren. "Lun."
Lan En compared it a little and found that the ideal price for repairing the armor was two hundred orens.
Although it takes two and a half days to ride a horse from Crow's Nest to Goswellen, riding a horse for two and a half days can save twenty oren of work. Most people in this world do not know how to do it. reject.
"Jerry-making" The young man raised his eyebrows and looked at the sergeant.
"Man, that's the autograph and seal of Lord Willen. If he offers this condition but can't come up with something satisfactory, Foltest might as well seal the province to someone else. ."
"Then it's a deal."
"Haha, it's a deal"
As the two shook hands, a wave of laughter suddenly appeared on the execution platform. pillar of fire.
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