87. First arrival at Vizima

The witcher's mental dialogue has no effect on the movement of the barge.

As the surrounding waters became increasingly filthy and the smell became stronger, most of the barge passengers began to stand up from the messy and crowded deck and prepare to pack their things.

The dirtiness of the waters represents the proximity of large settlements.

Vizima has arrived.

The barge slowly approached the dock. This was the temple area of ​​Vizima, or it could also be called the "slums".

Passengers on the ship dragged their cargo, beasts of burden, or relatives and friends, and began to rush toward the pier.

It was as if if he took a step slower, the ship would take him away for free.

Lan En never quite understood this kind of psychology, so he still leaned against the railing at the bow of the ship, preparing to set off when it was no longer crowded.

The cat's eyes under the hood moved. The demon hunter reached out and patted back, and a huge black horse head was pushed aside.

"Ladies, as the second lady said, precious magic power should not be wasted on remote chat. Please tell me your address."

Because there were too many people, Lan simply didn't get on his horse, and got off the boat with Poppy and Arya on his back.

None of them seemed to have expected that a demon hunter who only knew a few tricks in their minds could actually start to join the [Language of the Soul] in just two sentences.

Arya was excited on Poppy's horse.

Bows, crossbows, and armors are all types of ordnance.

There are so many people here entering the city every day.

Aaliya tilted her head and looked at the water below the boat. Because she was already within the city limits, there was a disgusting and sticky colorful oil film floating on the water.

On the other hand, Lan En is also prepared to use his willpower to forcibly resist the impulse to pursue perfection brought about by the gene seed.

Even if he is now placed in Bordon's position, even in terms of hard power, the young man is still no match for a master demon hunter who is over a hundred years old.

There are also several soldiers guarding the gate.

Observing the battlefield environment is an ability that every soldier must master.

By the way, this is also her first time on a boat.

"Xilulu-"

On the dock, in addition to the sweating coolies carrying bags and the accountants responsible for bookkeeping and management, several men with obviously unhappy faces were looking around.

As for the lower body, those in better condition will wear stockings.

The purpose is to outline the shape of the legs.

As early as when he was at Arethusa College, Margarita, knowing that Lan En had never been to Vizima, gave him tutoring lessons.

"Sir, something in your bag is shining!"

Putting his fingers into the alchemical leather bag, Lan En touched a crystal with ease.

"Six small gangs, each with five thugs, each with a snake tattoo. They belong to the same gang, and according to this organization, they are a gang that has existed for a long time and has rules."

Entering the door is the real temple area.

The only thing that shines on him is the communicator given by Margarita before leaving.

This is another female voice. It sounds a bit charming like a girl, but also has the courage of a big sister.

When Lan En walked past them, even though he was a young demon hunter with strong hormones, he did not feel any desire.

Aim the opening of the leather bag towards Lan En.

I have to say that the magical Middle Ages, at least in terms of aesthetic trends, can be in line with the world of my hometown.

"Uh"*2

A voice of surprise came from the other side.

Naturally, the city entry tax will not let go of the port.

Every time a large number of people come in through the dock gate, they will repeat these actions, hoping to make a fortune for themselves.

"Haha, sir, why don't we get off the boat?"

At least for Lan En, although he didn't even change the pace of his horse, his beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

It's only a few steps away from the boat.

"Mentos, the interception algorithm needs to hurry up!"

"You have to be lucky that Poppy has a good temper, otherwise he would shake his waist and you would fall into the water."

Lan En pulled up his hood, trying to cover his cat eyes and silver hair, and walked towards the door of the dock exit.

"Hello? Hello! The first communication test, can you hear me?"

This should be the dock gang.

When you arrive in a strange city, it’s always a good idea to remember more information.

The cat's eyes glanced to the side.

Maybe it's a slight deformity caused by a hard life, or maybe it's born this way.

Anyway, he looked uncomfortable.

But Lan En had already scanned the entire dock environment with his peripheral vision.

"Hey! Keira! I'm the one outputting magic power now. If you want to chat, why don't you tell him where you are and chat with him with cheap saliva!"

He was wearing a coarse cloth cloak with a hood, and the brightness in the leather bag could not be revealed.

The little girl was holding the alchemy leather bag tightly and carefully leaned out from the horse.

"Wow! Margarita is so generous. This communication crystal is not cheap anymore, and she even temporarily added a layer of [Speech of the Heart]? It seems that you have been fascinated by her recently, Demon Hunter.

"

The information transmission efficiency of future wars would frighten the generals of ancient times.

She didn't know what was in Lan En's backpack, but in the slums, it was better not to let too many people see shiny things.

This kind of memory directly made Lan En's battlefield observation level jump from ignorance to proficiency.

There is either a long sword or a nail-headed stick stuck in the waist.

Because whether it is their skeleton, skin, or muscle texture, in the eyes of Lan En, who is always on guard against memory flashbacks, they are all a little twisted and abnormal.

Although she has little experience, she also knows that even in this world, magic is rare.

And after several successive memory flashbacks, the owner of each memory was the top combat expert.

There was still a female voice coming from the other end of the cone-shaped crystal.

But just by using this insight and analytical experience, he can complete the annihilation of the law enforcement team.

Discernible or indistinguishable domestic garbage is slapping on the hull of the ship with the tide.

Lan En, who was trying to fight against his morbid mentality, suddenly heard Aria's low voice in his ears.

Occasionally, among the one or two people passing by, there were elves with pointed ears, clear bones, and handsome faces, which made him feel relieved for a while.

Poppy's saliva sprayed to the side and turned into mist.

Lan's appearance is quite suspicious, but this is Vizima, the capital of Temeria.

But for Lan En, he has actually experienced it many times in his memory.

Lan En patted Aaliya's thin shoulder encouragingly, and the little girl smiled happily.

These girls who work in the flesh business often wear tight-fitting waistcoats on their upper bodies, exposing their waists and backs.

So Lan En knew that his current location was the temple area.

For inexperienced people, talking in their heads may produce a bunch of useless codes in an instant.

This was the first time she drove a war horse alone, even though she only walked from the middle of the ship to the bow.

On the one hand, the brain must be urged to improve the interception algorithm for memory backflow.

The alchemy leather bag was hung on the demon hunter's waist.

So Lan En just flicked a silver coin and led his horse into the city under the "indifferent" eyes of the guards.

Judging from Lan En's current battlefield observation and analysis capabilities.

While they were talking, Lan En had roughly figured out the usage of the cone-shaped crystal.

It is unrealistic to expect every city defense soldier to have professional ethics.

It's an amazing feeling to be spoken directly into your head.

The little girl made a sound, and grabbed the saddle obediently.

Those in poor condition will wear tight-fitting boots made of cloth.

The dilapidated streets, there are at least four or five unkempt beggars and homeless people on every street as far as you can see.

At the door of some huts, there are women dressed in fancy clothes, deliberately twisting their waists, exposing large areas of skin.

"At most, they are crude melee weapons. It seems that according to the unspoken rules of this city, the level of weapon fighting must be maintained at 'avoiding the presence of ordnance.'"

"I have a property in the Temple District."

After the stunned silence, it was the second voice who came to his senses first and gave Lan En an address.

"I understand, I will rush over soon."

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