"Thank you, thank you!"

Bernie's eyes were straight, and the old linen clothes on his body were already covered with dirt.

Even though the water ghost that almost split his neck was dead, his hand was still holding his hunting knife stiffly.

Lan En had to forcefully separate his fingers from his hand when he was about to stand up, and take away the knife to prevent him from hurting himself.

The mental impact of facing life and death is huge, Lan En is familiar with this feeling.

It wasn't until the young man pulled out his sword from the corpse of the water ghost and looked at the gaping hole with distress that Bernie finally regained his consciousness.

Panting heavily, he staggered up to Lan En and hugged the dazed demon hunter.

"Thank you. Thank you very much."

"Thank you for saving my life. I really can't think about what I would do if my family was gone. Tessa is still so young and he can't protect his mother me."

"That's just a seal, just a trick."

This man's figure is somewhere between muscular and obese, and he looks like he has a capable physique.

There were a dozen horses, and their hooves flew up, lifting up the mud and cow dung in the fields.

"Yeah, you really need a few drinks to keep you going."

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Bernie's knowledge of local geography is trustworthy.

"Duenham is only half a day's journey from here, and you, two suspicious and injured people, appear here."

The group of water ghosts that Lan En had just cleaned up had a deterrent effect in the vicinity. In addition, the closer to human settlements, the less monster activity there would be.

But the cavalry leader, who had drunk a lot, didn't seem to care at all.

"Come on, there shouldn't be any danger nearby. You've been scratched a few times by water ghosts on your hands. You need to clean them quickly. Who knows what kind of dirty things those beasts' claws have scratched. Did you say before that this place is close to Midcops?

Let’s go there and fix it first.”

So when a man with such a mood choked up and hugged Lan En.

He grabbed Bernie who was still trying to move forward.

"Did you just use magic?" Bernie held his injured hand and walked ahead in a cold sweat.

After laughing and scolding, the leader tightened the reins and stopped the horse's stroll, which happened to be facing the two of them.

Lan En took a deep breath, his lips trembling, not knowing what to say.

After figuring out the direction, Bernie, who knew the way, took the lead. The two people who broke away from the battle approached the village of Midcops.

"In what capacity are you interrogating me, honest sir?"

Some people may have malicious assumptions about hugs between men.

"You witchers can really do magic?!"

In order to prevent the other person from discriminating against demon hunters, Lan En kept his eyes lowered and only glanced away at the moment when the other person rushed over.

Therefore, the two of them can be said to be safe along the way.

Seeing Bernie's cheeks twisting and turning white due to pain, Lan En nodded.

"I am Sergeant Philip Strenger, loyal to Ser Wesselard of Viren, and I am now ordered to investigate a vicious murder that occurred in Durnham."

As soon as Dunhan said the three words, Lan En had no reaction, but Bernie, who was originally silent, opened his eyes wide.

He shouted in disbelief: "Dunhan Meritelli is on top! What bold bastard would do bad things there?!"

The underlying meaning of this sentence is to ask about the other party's law enforcement rights. There is a big village a hundred meters away. Unless everyone is killed, everything that happens here today will be spread to the ears of the lord.

The young demon hunter could only pat him lightly on the shoulder.

Lan En paused and looked at Bernie's confused look as he turned around.

When the dozen or so cavalrymen came to the two of them and jogged around them in a circle, Bernie had already dragged his injured hand and raised it slightly to show his harmlessness.

"I can keep the scabbard. Forget about the sword, let Ivan do it. This is a loss in the mission, and you should not bear it alone."

Bernie asked a bit confused, but the next moment, the sound of menacing horse hooves hitting the ground came from the village.

When he shouted, his surprise and disbelief seemed to overwhelm the pain of his injury.

Bernie is at a loss for words.

Lan En, who had recovered quite a bit, also knew that he was having a hard time now, so he remained vigilant while responding casually.

There are no two groups of powerful predators in one area.

"Only five. What should I tell you?"

But what greeted him was not an answer, but ten "squeaking" sounds of the sword being unsheathed.

Among the cavalry, the leader asked in a harsh tone.

He gave up on himself and said, "Just think that there is an elite crossbowman. He chose a good military crossbow for me, adjusted the sight, and pulled the bowstring. And I just pulled the trigger. The seal was

It's just a 'trigger'."

If the officers and soldiers were voluntarily trying to make money, then at least they would realize that they should just give up when they see fit, and they wouldn't go too far.

"What are you doing?"

"A trick? But you released such a huge fire! Ten monsters were burned to death! I dare say I at least heard the screams of ten monsters!"

"Lan En, let me repair your sword. I will also use the best wood, wrap it with O'Riden's best fish skin, and make the best scabbard for you!"

"Let's go, Lan En. I still have a few friends here. Maybe they can buy us a few drinks after seeing how miserable I am."

The body odor of the horses and the smell of mud on the horses' hooves were mixed together, and the two people surrounded by the cavalry felt the smell was even stronger.

"That fire tornado is something that can only be encountered. I calculated the station position, terrain, temperature and humidity, and the woods are not a place with messy airflow interference, so I can use the Alder Sign to blow out the wind I want."

Except for Philip, his men all aimed their swords at the two of them.

Lan En's tone was slightly helpless.

Bernie let go of his hand, picked up the silver sword in the young man's hand and made a solemn promise to him.

This gratitude stems from the fear of what happened just now, and the fear that my family will lose their future.

All in all, it is more advanced.

Bernie didn't reply for a while, and after a while, he tentatively asked.

But in this case, anyone with a normal IQ would not act rashly.

"Plague, guys! This kid is surrounded by eleven cavalry, and he still dares to ask me what my fucking position is!?"

"Thank you. Thank you."

"You mean you've been blessed by the gods?"

The flesh and blood under the gloves was bloody, but he had just escaped from the battle, and the adrenaline level in his body was still very high, so he couldn't feel any pain for a while.

"Who are you? Where are you from? What are you doing here?"

As he held his hand to lead the way, the two of them walked out of the woods without any effort.

Not far away from the sight, a group of houses made of thatch and wooden boards sit peacefully on a large open space.

Midcops is one of the largest villages and resting places in Willen.

"Gentlemen, you have a big problem."

After leaving the forest, the two of them were unable to fight back against a dozen cavalrymen.

The young people were thinking and responding in an orderly manner.

He turned to his companions and laughed and cursed loudly.

These people all wear Temerian standard armor, but the leader is different from ordinary soldiers. His lined mail is in the style of a hoodie. The armor also has a small, palm-sized shield mounted on the heart of the left chest.

, with the Temerian white lily emblem printed on it.

Lan En smiled and waved his hands.

"Just right, I also like to speak straightforwardly."

He leaned forward, put his arms on the saddle, and leaned forward.

And if it weren't for this glove, the phalanges of that hand would probably be visible by now.

Bernie opened his mouth and looked at the long leather gloves on his hands, which were almost torn apart by the water ghost's claws.

My nose is red and I smell very alcoholic. Are you an alcoholic?

Bernie was just a village hunter. He had seen the lord's cavalry, but he had never been surrounded by cavalry like this. He didn't know what to say at this moment.

He was beginning to feel pain now, and he spoke partly to distract himself, and partly out of genuine curiosity.

But at this moment, Bernie's gratitude comes from the bottom of his heart.

The two continued walking towards the village, but when they were about a hundred meters away from the village entrance, Lan En's ears twitched slightly.

He decided that it would be better to let Bernie suffer as much as possible.

But Lan En sighed and raised his head.

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