Chapter 644 Chapter 645. Knights walking on the edge of Haiti
The stall owner was wearing a robe that was so dirty that it was hard to tell. There was also light leather armor on the outside of the robe. He had a long knife hanging on his belt. He stood in front of the stall as quietly as a statue.
Seeing a magic crystal that Leah had thrown on the stall, the stall owner bent down to build the magic crystal. First he wiped it casually, then put it under his nose and smelled it before putting it into his money bag.
A flattering smile appeared on his expressionless face, and he said to Leia: "Dear young lady, the Knights Templar are the strongest demon hunting group here."
Leah put her hands behind her back, nodded slightly with a tight little face, and then asked again:
"Where do they live?"
When asking this question, Leah glanced around the camp.
The stall owner waved his hands repeatedly and explained to Leah: "No, no, no, they don't live here at the demon hunting camp. Their camp is not far from us. Walk along this road. If you go straight ahead about ten kilometers from the camp, you can see the tent they set up under a rock."
Leah frowned slightly, not satisfied with the stall owner asking her to walk more than ten kilometers in just one sentence.
The stall owner saw the suspicion in Leah's eyes and quickly explained:
"They are a group of priests who ran away from the Temple Expeditionary Force. When they fled to us, the demon hunters in the camp were worried that they would attract the law enforcement team of the Temple Expeditionary Force, so they were not allowed to set up tents in the camp. They were allowed to trade various supplies in the market in the camp, so they set up their tents outside the camp, and after so many years, everyone got used to it. "
Leah glanced at Magister Elaud behind her, saw him nodded calmly, and then left the stall.
Roy also followed Leah, looking around at the demon hunting camp.
In fact, this demon hunting camp looked much shabbier than Elise's camp, and it was also smaller and pitiful.
There are some dilapidated tents set up around the camp. Some tents are patched with patches, and some dilapidated tents are even half-buried by the sand. These tents are all gathered together in twos and threes, and there are more conspicuous things hanging in front of the tents. , such as a scabbard or an iron bucket.
The so-called market is also very small, with only a few stalls.
The items sold were also some weird items. Although there were some Warcraft materials, most of them were things that Roy looked down upon.
All demon-hunting camps use soul crystals as currency, but in demon-hunting camps, various types of food are the hard currency on the market. The most common ones are grains, dried meats, and preserved fruits.
Roy's eyes fell on the corner of a stall. Lying on the dirty leather were forearm-long fangs. He had seen fangs of this shape not long ago. The four fangs of the two-headed demon snake were similar to those of the two-headed demon snake. This fang looks similar.
Roy squatted down in front of the stall, put on a leather glove, and then pointed to the fang in the corner of the stall.
The stall owner was a human, and he said a series of words that Roy couldn't understand. Seeing Roy looking at him with a puzzled look, the stall owner repeated it, but Roy still didn't understand.
"Don't you understand Green Empire language?" Leia asked Roy in surprise.
"I have lived in the elf country since I was a child, and I have never had the opportunity to come into contact with this language." Roy explained.
"Then you have to find a way to learn it, because in the Demon Hunting Camp in the Dark Land, there are basically only two languages circulating, Elvish and Green Empire. If you want to communicate here without hindrance, you can use both languages. You have to be able to speak!" Leah told Roy in a low voice.
"He just told you that it's a demon snake fang. You won't exchange soul crystals for it. If you have other good things that you don't need, you can exchange them with him."
Leah acted as a translator and whispered to Roy.
Roy thought for a moment, then took out a bottle of secondary life potion from his magic pocket. This life potion was batch-refined in the alchemy workshop in Castletown City.
Because the imperial merchants in Castletown Port liked to buy this potion the most, Woods refined a large batch.
When Roy went to Golfito, Woods brought him several boxes. He entered Golfito with the mine guards. Since he did not encounter any war, and he was a great priest himself, he could use the Holy Light. Roy would not use healing potions to solve problems with magic, so these healing potions have been kept unused until now.
The stall owner asked Roy if he had anything of equal value in exchange for it, and Roy tentatively took out the secondary life potion that he didn't usually use.
The stall owner saw the life potion in Roy's hand, stretched out a finger and shook it at Roy.
Roy took out another bundle of secondary life potions from his magic pocket and cast a questioning look at the stall owner.
Leah blinked hard when she saw Roy's bundle of life potions.
She knew that Roy carried a lot of good things, but she didn't expect that a great priest's magic pocket actually contained so many life potions...
"He said that you have to give him fifty bottles of this life potion to take away the snake's fangs!" Leah once again acted as a translator.
Without thinking, Roy took out four more bundles of secondary life potions and piled them in front of the stall owner. Then he picked up the snake fang from the stall, put it into his magic pocket, and took it with him. Leah left without looking back.
The stall owner looked at the bundles of secondary life potions piled at his feet. He stared at them for a long time before he realized...
The deal is done.
For him, although the value of the demon snake's fangs is higher, the value of the secondary life potion is not low, and it is easier to trade...
This demon snake fang has been placed on the stall since the day he got it, and no one has paid attention to it.
When these five bundles of secondary life potions were placed on the stall, the demon hunters in the camp gathered around them within a short time. Everyone wanted to buy two bottles and take them with them in case of emergency.
Magister Elaud stood behind Roy and Leah, silently watching them conduct the transaction the whole time.
After Roy completed the transaction and the three of them left the stall, Master Elaud said to Roy: "This demon snake fang is of good quality. It is only the fang of a fifth-level dark demon snake." The talent is so long, but it is not enough to participate in the auction in the auction house. Roy, if you can find a master craftsman to make it into a magic dagger, its value will immediately soar several times. "
Roy quickly agreed. In fact, he wanted to make this fang into a short sword. When he hunted the two-headed snake demon in the Nameless Rift Valley, Roy only got a share of the snake demon's skin. When everyone was dividing up the remains of the frost dragon, Roy got another piece of ice dragon leather.
Now that he had obtained this snake demon fang, he immediately thought of giving it to Moira.
When a few people passed by the bonfire in the demon hunting camp, Leah walked over and threw a magic crystal into the bonfire. Only then did the eyes that were staring at them in the dark from time to time completely disappear.
This demon hunting camp is very small. Maybe the demon hunting groups have gone out to hunt, so the camp seems very quiet. There were blood-stained bandages floating outside some tents...
Dilapidated, messy, old, and decayed are almost the current situation of this demon hunting camp. However, since it can survive on the edge of Haiti, it means that it has something special in itself.
Many of the demon hunters who can survive in the dark land, whether they are elves, humans, dwarves, or aliens from other races, are second-level strong men. Only the strong can survive in this barren land.
"Life in a demon hunting camp is like this. They usually have to go outside to hunt. They don't just have a stronghold in one demon hunting camp." Leah introduced the daily life of a demon hunter to everyone.
When passing a tent, Roy saw a demon hunter lizard pour a cup of dark juice into his mouth. The lizard stared at it in surprise when it saw Roy, and opened its mouth to reveal a full mouth. Fangs smiled at Roy.
The lizard man has a very strong body, with obvious chest and abdominal muscles, and is also covered with a layer of keratin. They like to smear oil on their bodies, which will make their strong bodies shine.
"These guys are also an outlier among witchers. They only trust their own kind, are good at archery and javelin, and have keen senses. They can always hunt prey that is rarely seen in ordinary times. People like to call this kind of witchers treasure hunters. ." Leah whispered to Roy.
Roy had heard the title of treasure hunter from Byron Thor, so he knew that archers who could be called treasure hunters were almost all second-level powerhouses.
It seems that this dilapidated demon hunting camp really does hide some high-level demon hunters...
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Watching Roy, Leah and Magister Elaud walk out of the demon hunting camp, the demon hunters in a tent in the camp licked their lips and looked away. One of the demon hunters turned over and lay down with a faint smell. On the sour-smelling leather, he turned to his companions and asked: "Tolem, how are you? Is it worth our while?"
The companion was dripping a red potion into his eyes, then closing his eyes to rest.
"What do you think? Carlos."
The demon hunter named Carlos touched his shaved head and said with a smile: "I have a bad feeling. Although the opponent is a fat sheep, and he doesn't even have a decent fighting ability. There are no employees, but when I see them, why do I feel uncomfortable all over?”
Torem closed his eyes and said calmly:
"That's because you don't know that the old elf standing behind the two little guys is a magician!"
Carlos immediately sat up and looked outside along the gap in the tent again. He found that the three people had gone far away, and then turned back and said: "Tsk tsk...it turns out to be a magician. I said, look, they are in the camp." Wandering around as casually as if you were walking in your own back garden!”
Torem opened his eyes suddenly, and there seemed to be two arcs of electricity hidden in his eyes. Just listen to what he said: "I wasn't sure at first, but I found that the buttocks of those lizard men didn't even move. Do you think they want to bite the quick meat when they see mosquito legs? What's the reason for sitting there so quietly? Didn't you see that when those people passed by them just now, their boss actually smiled. How many times have you seen him smile after we have been together for so many years? "
The bald warrior named Carlos immediately gave up all illusions and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, Torem, I think I'd better go to sleep."
While the two were chatting, a human assassin wearing leather armor entered from outside the tent.
Torem quickly asked:
“What did they buy here?”
The leather-armored assassin took off his boots, untied the silk scarf around his neck, and replied: "The snake fang in Old Cook's hand."
Carlos took a breath and asked impatiently: "We can buy the demon snake fangs from old Cook. What good things did they come up with?"
"Five large bundles of secondary life potions."
The human assassin had already hung the silk scarf on the roof of the tent, unbuttoned his mask, and revealed a female face.
"Hiss...it's really a good thing that people can't refuse." Carlos leaned over and helped the human assassin take off the light leather armor.
The human female assassin did not resist Carlos and said smoothly: "They also inquired about the Knights Templar."
Carlos' hands stopped, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes:
"Do you think they are the law enforcement team sent by the Temple Expeditionary Force?"
Torem shook his head and hummed: "It has been so long, and the Temple Expeditionary Force has long entered the depths of the Dark Land. How can there be a law enforcement group to take care of this?"
Then Torem hung a battle ax on his belt, turned around and climbed out of the tent.
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As soon as Roy and Leah walked out of the demon hunting camp, they saw the endless black desert and dark red sky in front of them.
A group of demon hunters appeared on the path in front of him, but they seemed to be in trouble, because Roy saw several demon hunters carrying stretchers, dragging their tired footsteps, moving step by step towards the camp.
In the accompanying team, several demon hunters were slightly injured. They also looked tired and forced themselves to move forward.
Soon the two sides passed each other...
Roy stood on the side of the road and quietly watched the demon hunting group that failed in their hunt.
Almost all of the demon hunters lying on the stretchers were pale and had weak breaths. They looked like they might die at any time...
Elaud, Leah, and Roy stood on the roadside, and no one took the initiative to step forward. They did not have the energy to deal with this kind of trouble for the time being.
The group of demon hunters looked dirty, but their clothing style was completely different. Although the demon hunters carrying the stretcher looked very tired, they were not injured...
A warrior had a long sword hanging on his waist, and the robes he wore had turned into strands.
The moment he saw Roy, he was slightly stunned for a second, and then immediately turned his head away.
Roy was sure that he had never seen this human being before, so why did he avoid his gaze?
Roy wanted to chase after him and ask, but the group had already entered the camp.
Roy didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so he didn't ask any more questions.
(End of chapter)