Chapter 18 18. Hold the power

In fact, in this world, it is estimated that only the richest people who really don't regard money as money, or the demon hunters, would use heirloom-level swords to cut something.

Iron pieces can kill people, so why bother using these precious treasures on the battlefield?

And this is also the epitome of the difficulty of the witcher profession.

They took swords worth hundreds of orens to fight monsters to the death, but they could not convert the swords into money to spend in the city or buy properties.

Because few people will protect the property of witchers.

After the blacksmith shop, Lan En and Auriden had to add another item to their demon hunting commission.

When the equipment needs maintenance, the village will reimburse the maintenance cost, and the blacksmith in the village will follow Lan En to find the master blacksmith.

This is mainly to have a knowledgeable person to prevent Lan En from asking for exorbitant prices for reimbursement.

Although the young man had no intention of doing so.

"I'm not taking advantage of you. You see, the armor I brought here was damaged before. I plan to pay for the repairs myself in the future."

Old Allen was walking and pointed to his side with his hand.

To this end, he formulated a plan and used his limited knowledge to try to grasp the balance of people's hearts and create a status quo that everyone could benefit from.

The village elders lamented endlessly, but that was all. There were so many human tragedies in Willen that it made people numb.

The young man followed behind with his head lowered and his steps slightly heavy.

What else could Lan En say?

In order to calm down, Lan En wanted to press his chest.

Lan En crossed his arms and chuckled, walking behind with an indifferent expression.

"There was a family that was already dead. Little Turner chased his little dog into the woods, and was torn to pieces by a pack of oozing wild dogs. His screams were so miserable, and the screams he made before his death knocked him to pieces.

My mother was driven crazy and she rushed in after her. Several of the men who were there at the time were unable to hold them back, and then neither of them could come out of the woods."

It's the storage tank containing the gene seeds.

"Save? How to save?" Old Allen sighed and shook his head.

But in the village, the adults and children seemed to be doing their usual routine, still minding their own business.

"And Little White's family is over there."

The little boy, who had a big head and a small body due to lack of nutrition, followed her and tried to help.

The young man's tone was no different from before, with a sense of indifference that it had nothing to do with him.

Lan En pursed his lips, and old Allen only felt that the position of his neck was getting colder and colder.

You are here to do good deeds, which means you will suffer losses. You should not pay attention to these things.

While walking, Lan En seemed to mention it accidentally.

Children don't understand complicated things, but the atmosphere in the family has taught them that they must follow the adults.

Old Allen walked ahead with his lips curled up.

"The wild dogs are no longer afraid of people. They have all eaten human flesh. Unless they can be killed, ordinary threats cannot make them shut up. But at that time, there were only a dozen men in the village, and among them there were

There are old people and children.”

"By the way, how are the families of the two unlucky guys who were killed?"

Instead, he held the glass jar in his arms tightly.

It is natural for mutants to kill monsters, and no one cares about their life or death.

He decided to let the skilled women in the village work overtime tonight to sew the outer cotton armor on the composite armor he brought over.

Before completing the development of the fishery, this devil hunter who works at a discount must live well!

The villagers accepted help as a matter of course, and some of them were impatient and angry.

"No, how should I say it?" Old Allen said cautiously.

But the peasant woman pretended not to see it.

But now, he has to greet her with a smile and care like an old mother.

The villagers' lack of knowledge and wisdom can confuse them, then panic them, and then turn them into hostility.

He is now mainly worried about whether the "compensation" provided by the Bear School to the village will be affected by the fact that the victim's family has lost one.

The inexplicable chill at the base of his neck disappeared. Old Allen tilted his head and continued walking forward without paying attention.

Yes, you plan to pay for the repairs yourself.

No one can even hate it because it was an accident.

In the rain, he repaired the fishing nets, turned over the boat and repaired it, and carried the smelly wooden barrels containing the catch.

A woman wearing torn and dirty clothes was running around the village tiredly and diligently with a boy.

So the child's face, which should have been innocent, put on a deliberately flattering smile after breathing heavily.

But now, the village elder told him that one family had died.

At this time, the wind was blowing after the rain, and the dark lake water was also surging under the dark clouds.

Repair fishing nets for other villagers and help move things.

Should we open up the fishing grounds again?!

Can the village still make money?!

Oh shit!

"You guys, didn't you try to save me?"

After being greeted with smiles, the heads that occasionally dropped their heads were filled with numbness, until they met the next busy villager.

There were so many emotions in my heart that I couldn't even tell what I was feeling at the moment.

Old Allen looked at the young man's cotton-padded armor behind him with disgust and sighed.

Mentioning this, old Allen's walking figure froze slightly.

He came to Oriden with a feeling of gratitude and reparation. He was not familiar with the two farmers who died for him after speaking to him.

But what if before you save enough money to repair your armor, you are disemboweled by a water ghost because you don’t have armor?!

But he still didn't show it.

Lan En's keen senses easily captured this moment, and his cat eyes narrowed slightly.

That smile made Lan En's heart tremble.

But when pressed against the cotton armor, it feels like a hard cylinder.

"What, what happened to them?"

But inexplicably, Old Allen, who was walking in front, felt a chill at the base of his neck.

That's not playing, that action of gnashing teeth and even pushing your head up is really trying your best!

But this time, Lan En did not let go because he recalled the weird appearance of the meat in the jar.

But he is a compassionate and determined person.

If you hurt a finger, your work efficiency will be affected!

Before Lan En arrived, old Allen would never believe that he would get angry for the safety of a demon hunter.

A malnourished body has to press its center of gravity to push the wooden barrel containing the catch.

What should I do if my neck is wiped by the swamp witch?!

So he came here, hoping to give some help to widows and orphans who were living in poverty.

Because if you act too eager or too angry, it will make the villagers feel uneasy.

It looked like he was holding the power itself!

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