67. Processing

In fact, there was no need for Philip's cavalry to help, White came over by himself.

This is the base camp of slave traders, and every cavalryman knows it.

Here, adults may be a threat, but children are just cargo.

So when White was anxiously looking for Lan in the camp, the soldiers who were cutting off his heads didn't do anything to him.

This group of people are old veterans. They are cunning, cunning, ferocious, and cunning, but at least they are an official force and have an official identity.

They will not engage in such deplorable activities as human traffickers and child killing.

So even though White looked at the corpses on the ground, his steps were shaky and he was about to vomit, he still successfully arrived at the port in the night.

Phillip's torch marked the location of the two people, and the little boy ran over quickly.

"Hey Lan En"

He shouted excitedly, after the boy wanted to make Lan En escape quickly.

Because he couldn't imagine that someone could defeat the entire camp's enemies by himself.

But now, he saw it all with his own eyes.

The child's excitement was pure, and the fear of being imprisoned and walking over corpses had vanished.

At this time, Lan En was very glad that White was a boy and would not rush over to hug him like a girl. At most, he would just stand in front and jump excitedly.

Because

"Chi"

A drop of nosebleed flowed out and hit the sand, making a slight corrosive sound.

With him now, even a drop of blood would be extremely poisonous to an ordinary strong man.

White quickly rushed to Lan En, jumping and telling his surprise.

"You did it, Lan En, you really defeated the bad guys in the entire camp. I bet there must be a hundred, no, two hundred people in this camp."

Lan En smiled at this He smiled, and his legs began to weaken. After the fierce battle, the temporary body strengthening of the Thunder Institute had begun to destroy the body with toxins.

The heavily armored body suddenly collapsed on the beach.

It scared both Philip and White.

The boy's chatter of surprise stopped, and he and Philip hurried forward to help Lan En up.

But the demon hunter raised his hand to stop him.

He really can’t interact with ordinary people now.

Putting his hand under his nose, the studded leather gloves that were already stained with blood suddenly had a dark blood stain.

Under the erosion of the toxin, every bone was hurting and every muscle was being broken

But Lan En still laughed heartily when he looked at White's big head.

Rescued.

As for Mrs. Donner’s instructions and my own guilt, I have completed them beautifully.

I saved a family, and the hostess of this family remained brave and cheerful in the face of life.You see, the youngest son of this family still wanted to let others escape with their lives even at the last moment.

I am so awesome.

"No need to come over, I'm just relieved."

Phillip and White looked at Lan En's smile as he collapsed on the ground and were a little at a loss.

The witcher talks to his brain in his mind.

"I was convinced only then, Mentos."

"What"

"I have the freedom to live in this world according to my own wishes Ability."

The young demon hunter's tone was filled with confidence and optimism.

In this bloody dark night, it is like a bright sun.

"This world can't stop me"

Mentos was slightly silent.

Just like Lan En's tone, in the mood curve chart, the subject's mood began to calm down after a long absence.

"You're happy, sir. That's a good thing, but IMHO"

The voice of the intelligent voice becomes emotionless.

"If you don't fill your stomach with the bottle of primary white honey in the alchemical leather bag, there will be no need to stop a corpse in this world."

""

White honey is an autologous antidote prepared by witchers to deal with the toxicity of magic potions.

As he hurriedly poured it into his mouth, the blackness on Lan En’s face and eyeballs began to fade.

But until the white honey has fully exerted its medicinal effects, the black color has not faded away.

Compared to the enhanced levels of Thunder and Blizzard, the primary White Honey does not seem to be strong enough.

White kept looking at Lan En nervously, watching him pour the potion, and then he relaxed after his face looked obviously better.

Phillip's expression was very different from his. When he breathed a sigh of relief, his entire body trembled.

"Man, is it okay that your face looks like a dead person?"

Lan En sat on the ground and patted his forehead helplessly with his palm. < /p>

"It seems that the demon hunter's bowl of rice is really not delicious."

Phillip scratched his head when he said it, and also sighed.

But Lan En glanced at a wooden cage on the beach and had an idea in his mind.

"Sir, what will you do with these victims?"

"Just call me Philip." Philip said nonchalantly.

"We will take them back to the crow's nest, and then Sir will most likely give a speech, post notices, etc. You know he will definitely not miss this opportunity to increase his prestige. Then they will be sent back "Home."

"Okay, this trip is reasonable."

Lan En turned to White and smiled.

"Just follow this schedule, White. Mrs. Donner is waiting for you at home, and I have to deal with my troubles."

Lan pointed at his face Remaining black toxin.

White was hesitant at first, but when Mrs. Donner was mentioned, the little boy became obedient.

"Philip, please give me a letter after the child returns home safely and send it to Goswellen's blacksmith shop. I made two friends there."

"No problem, man. It's easy."

"Also, you may not know. There is a big shot in this wooden cage. Before you can repay Veserad, you must first She needs to be sent away, and her injuries are not optimistic."

"Hey, how big is the big man?"

Philip has no intention of rejecting Lan En's proposal, even if the man is a civilian. As long as Lan En opens his mouth, he will also send him away in advance. But he still said something stubborn out of habit.

Lan En just looked at him with a half-smile.

"Dean of Arethusa College."

"Cough cough"

Philip covered his chest with the hand that was not holding the torch, and it took him a while to recover. .

"York, where did you die? Prepare your horses. Hurry and prepare your horses. Are there any wounded? Do you not see? Make a simple stretcher that is both strong and soft. Do you hear me?"

Follow After friendly communication with his halberdiers not far away, Philip hurriedly helped Lan En up.

"Okay, man. I understand what's going on. You took the lead and destroyed the entire camp, which makes people owe you a big debt. Your little problem will not matter when you get to Aretuosa The sorceress’s breath is enough.”

“I’ll give you some good advice.” Lan En stood weakly.

What he wants to exchange for this favor is not just the removal of toxins.

And just as the two were about to walk along the prison area to the prison where Margarita was located, White, who was walking slowly at the port, let out a shout of surprise.

"Alia, you were not taken away"

Under the dim moonlight, an exhausted child crawled ashore from the sea.

Lying on the beach, unwilling to move for a while.

In Lan En's opinion, it should be a friend White met when he was imprisoned. Please remember to bookmark, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft