The next morning, Samkar brought his adjutant and the two guards who accompanied him to the east of the town. From a distance, he saw the small yard standing alone by the forest, somewhat dilapidated and deserted.

"This is the residence of the witch. According to the information provided by the townsmen, the witch went out to collect herbs yesterday, but the sun was down and then came back. No one saw her going out again." The adjutant reported to Samkar the news he had found.

Samkar nodded, signaling that he knew, and began to observe the surrounding terrain. After riding a rough round here, Samkar stopped and observed the small yard from afar.

At this time, the adjutant asked, "Sir, when will we take action?"

Samkar stopped the horse and said with a smile: "Why, can't wait?"

The adjutant didn't dare to lie, so he had to say honestly: "Yes, but a witch, at most, a pharmacist at the beginning, and a few more powerful men could take her down." He really didn't understand what Samkar was hesitating and careful about.

Samkar said: "This is not necessarily the case. Do you still remember what I asked you to buy yesterday?"

The adjutant said, "I remember, the adults asked me to buy some green-headed amaranth, but I asked each other, and they didn't collect this herb and couldn't buy it here. Adults, why are you going to buy green-headed amaranth? If it's not in a hurry, we'll buy it after going back. There's nothing produced in this broken place."

Samkar looked at the primeval forest not far away and said, "No, there is one here."

"Yes?" the adjutant asked in confusion, "It's impossible. If so, why don't those townsmen sell us?"

Samkar said: "Because they don't have it. Although the green-headed amaranth is not everywhere, it is not that rare. There is this herb on the mountain here. Why do you think they don't have it?"

The adjutant thought for a while before he guessed: "Because he was picked up by someone else?"

Samkar nodded and said, "So who picked it up?"

The adjutant suddenly realized it and said, "Sir, are you saying that all the green-headed amaranth here have been taken away by that witch?"

Samkar turned to look at the dilapidated yard and said, "It should be true that a primitive pharmacist can't use the herb of Amaranth."

The adjutant didn't care much and said, "Then she might be a second-level pharmacist? That's nothing. We can definitely capture her if we take action. If the second-level pharmacist is better, we can sell it for a higher price." Pharmacists are similar to scholars and doctors, and they don't have much combat effectiveness. The pharmacists prepared by second-level pharmacists may cause some trouble for the arrest, but it is also difficult for them, such elite warriors who have experienced many battles.

Samcar shook his head gently and said, "You have been with me for so many years. I have been saying that you read more books. You just don't take it seriously. Sooner or later, you will suffer a loss because of this." After teaching his adjutant a lesson, Samcar explained, "The tender leaves of the green-headed amaranth are highly toxic. Ordinary pharmacists cannot use this kind of thing, except those who specialize in poison."

"Ah!" The adjutant's face was not so relaxed now. The pharmacist who studied poison, the scholar who studied heretics, and the doctor who likes to do human experiments... There are such a small group of guys in any profession who like to study particularly dark things, and the guys who study these things are often troublesome. Now the adjutant understands why Samkar is so cautious. They have cleared a poison pharmacist before. Before they even arrived at that guy's residence, the troops of more than 100 people were reduced by half - who would stock so many scorpions and centipedes near their residence? Who would pollute and poison all the water sources within a radius of dozens of miles near their residence?

Seeing the adjutant's expression as if he was facing a great enemy, Samkar smiled and said, "Don't be too nervous. The one we met before was a high-level pharmacist. This little girl is only at least the second level. Just be careful."

The adjutant's face calmed down a little, as if he was comforting himself, "Yes, just a second-level pharmacist, there will be no problem."

Samkar looked at the sky and said, "It's almost time. Let's go, let's start to act."

Destiny finally favored Danica once, allowing her to save her life. Unlike those old fried dough sticks who have experienced the weather, she has almost zero combat experience. She never expected to arrange some defense measures around her residence, and she didn't know that in some people, she was a good product that could be sold at a high price. She didn't even know that her research in pharmacy was so biased. She thought that all pharmacists specialized in poisons.

At this time, Danica had just recovered from the weakness caused by taking the pain potion. After eating a little bit of food, she began to clean up the herbs that had been drying for the night.

Just as Danica was squatting under the eaves of the house, concentrating on dealing with the herbs she picked yesterday, she heard something moving on the wall, and turned her head and saw that little John was riding on the wall and was about to jump down.

"Why are you here?" asked little John Danica with a smile on her face.

She knew this child and was very familiar with it. Little John was an orphan. His mother died when he gave birth to him. Later, his father fell into a cliff while going out to hunt and could not even find his body. From then on, Little John became an orphan and made a living by begging in the town.

One winter, there was a snow disaster here, and several people died of hunger and cold in the town. Beggars like Little John couldn't get a meal, and they really had no choice. They thought that even if they died, they would have to eat and die, so they plucked up their courage to come to the evil witch in the east of the town and knocked on Danica's door. Perhaps because they were both orphans, Danica felt compassion for a moment and gave him a small bag of potatoes and a small piece of bacon. From then on, the two became familiar with each other, and Little John became the only child in the town who dared to contact Danica.

"I can't get food again?" Danica took a cloth and wiped her hands, saying, "I still have some bacon here. Take a piece. Remember to boil it in water before eating it, don't eat it raw."

Little John's face was nervous and even stopped Danica in a panic and said, "No, I'm not here to eat, you can run away quickly, Master Basha and a team of soldiers are coming to capture you!"

"Catch me? Why do you need to catch me?" Danica asked for a moment.

Little John stomped his feet anxiously and said, "How can I know why? Anyway, you can run away quickly!"

"Oh...oh, OK." Seeing that little John was anxious, Danica was a little convinced. No matter what, she would better go out to hide first. What if it was true?

I don’t know why, in the past year, my relationship with the townspeople has become worse and worse, and it’s not the awe and fear she imagined, but the simple disgust. Are they really going to attack themselves?

Danica didn't know that in order to "resist the persecution of the witches on the townspeople", Mr. Basha added an additional twenty silver coins. Although the twenty silver coins were not too much, it was already a huge burden for the poor York town villagers. He was carrying such an additional tax for no reason. While cursing Mr. Basha, the townspeople naturally became more and more disgusted with the culprit witch.

Danica took off her apron to pack herbs and was about to go out, but at this moment, a knock on the door rang out.

When he heard the knock on the door, little John jumped up and pulled Danica and said, "Run quickly, run from behind, they are here and are coming to catch you!"

"Okay, OK!" Danica responded quickly, just about to climb over the wall, but turned around and said, "What should you do if I leave?"

Little John smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, I'm just a child. If you mess around, you can always stop them. At most, you will be beaten. It's okay, you can leave quickly!"

"Okay, be careful." At this time, Danica didn't dare to rub her feet anymore. She took a stool and cushioned her feet, then jumped out of the courtyard wall behind.

Danica's small yard was already very close to the forest. After running for more than ten minutes, she ran into the forest. After running for a few more steps, she stopped and leaned against a big tree and gasped. It would be quite troublesome to pursue someone in such a primeval forest. Now she should be safe.

After a little relieved, Danica suddenly felt that what she did was funny. She didn't know what happened. Just because a child came over and told him that he was in danger, she ran here in a hurry. This was not a scam, right? That little guy wanted to steal his own things? Danica knew that little John had the habit of stealing. In fact, this kind of child who was lonely since childhood and had the highest goal of survival could not count on him as an honest child. In order to survive, little John would do whatever he could to deceive and betray anyone.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. Danica walked out of Linzi. She needed to see what was going on. Master Basha really brought someone to arrest her? Although she was called "evil witch", she didn't do anything bad! Well... it seems that she didn't do anything bad! Even if there were any misunderstandings, she could explain it clearly.

As soon as she reached the edge of the forest, Danica saw a pillar of thick smoke soaring into the sky. The thick smoke completely covered her sight, and everything in front of her was dark.

Her house was set on fire, including the pharmacy books collected by the old pharmacist, which she had not had time to learn, the various herbs collected in the storage room, and more importantly, the magic booklet and her magic notes were burned by such a big fire.

Looking at the sky-sky smoke and the raging fire, Danica felt that her life was completely broken, and the stable life she loved had fallen into the sea of ​​fire.

Danica didn't see Master Basha at all, nor did she even see a townsman. She just had four horse riding people outside her small courtyard, and one of them looked towards her.

The man saw him! Although he was just a casual glance, Danica felt a sting and a powerful deterrence. He was definitely a professional, and a much stronger professional than her. At this time, Danica didn't care about anything, and fear filled her whole body. She turned around and ran deep into the woods.

After looking into the woods, Samkar turned his head and said to the adjutant: "Have you handled it?"

At this time, the adjutant had cut off little John's head, then opened his stomach and opened his internal organs, saying, "It's been handled, sir, the solution you came up with is really great. If it weren't for this little boy, we wouldn't have been able to lure the pharmacist out!" The residence and laboratory of the pharmacist who was studying poison were very dangerous. No one knew what mechanisms were arranged there, and no one knew what terrible poisons were in the bottles and jars inside, so the best way was to lure her out of this small yard, so it would be much easier to hunt.

Samkar occasionally heard a gangster named Little John was familiar with the evil witch, so he came up with this method. As a reward, he also paid Little John thirty copper plates in advance. After Little John successfully completed his mission, he killed him and acted like a witch killing someone to take internal organs, which was considered as a use of the things. With this broken corpse, he could prove his justice in hunting the witch this time. Although it was useless, he could always block some leisurely mouths.

Samkar looked at the raging fire in front of him and said, "Okay, the hunting has really begun. It's not easy to get out, everyone has fun." As he said that, he pulled the horse and ran towards the forest, with the adjutant and two personal guards following closely.

Walking to the edge of the forest and looking at the primeval forest with a complex environment, the adjutant said in embarrassment: "Sir, why don't I go to the town to borrow a hunting dog? How can we chase such a vast forest?"

Samkar glanced at him and said, "When you are going to chase the enemy in the future, you will have to get a dog for you. I have forgotten all the tracking skills I learned before? I just don't know anything. I still know the traces of cleaning when I escape?"
Chapter completed!