Chapter 468 The moon on Qiumu Island is extraordinarily round
Beside the lake beach at the southern end of Qiumu Island, there are the ruins of a castle on the towering rock wall.
A small fire rose among the ruins covered with cobwebs and mosquitoes. In the starry night of late summer, the air still contained moist water vapor.
The jumping bonfire emitted light and heat, gradually illuminating five tired faces.
One of them was covering his shoulder, and blood slowly seeped out from the gray cloth bandage binding the wound.
In order to clean out the remaining shrapnel in his body, he almost doubled the size of the original wound, but there were still some broken fragments stuck in the muscles and bones that could not be removed.
“Curse this devil’s lightning rod!” The man named Aigalang’s face was pale, and he was sipping low-alcohol rice cider to suppress the pain.
"I told you to run away when you see the screaming lightning rod, otherwise you will be devoured by evil spirits. Look, it has come true." Favaleri, the leader of this group of demon hunters He quietly put away the herbal bag and sat down.
Aigalan moved his body and made way for Favalery: "How do I know that there will be several veterans in the yard next to me?"
"Alvar is dead. What’s the use of saying this now?”
"We still have to go to work tomorrow morning. Let us know if you have anything to say."
Unlike Aigalan, who is fully armed, the remaining demon hunters, including Favalery, are all dressed in light shorts. dress up.
Their fingernails were full of mud, and each of them was sitting on the rotten crossbar with their waists covered.
“Don’t you care who killed Avar?” Aigalang looked at his companions in disbelief.
"In our profession, death is common, and the undead are worthy of surprise." A demon hunter thumped his waist, "I tell you, don't be dissatisfied, we demon hunters are a profession where we live today and die tomorrow. Who will earn the money? I have no children and I am risking my life.”
"Some died from natural disasters, some died from gangster thugs, some died from being trampled by lords, some died from farmers' pitchforks... This is the only one who died. Just go back and report it. What do you care about?"
" This?" Aigalan looked at Favaleri incomprehensibly.
Favaleri drove away the flies and gave a fake cough: "After all, Avar is our companion, so we still need to pay attention to it. Aigalan, what is the result of your investigation?"
"Last night, I returned to the builder's hut and prepared to meet Avar, but Avar was not there." Aigalang scratched his scalp, "I heard from the people in his room that he went to poke the vagina blocked by slime.
The next morning, I got up early and asked again, but still didn't come back, so I felt something was wrong.
After pretending to go to work, he climbed out of the construction site wall, changed his clothes, and went to find Avar in the alley where he was.
But by the time I found him, he was already dead, and his internal organs had been cruelly electrocuted with lightning spells, and his clothes, hair, and clothes were all blackened by electricity.
There were also three innocent people, who were all electrocuted to death together. "
Although they were not very interested in the cause of Avar's death, in order to return as soon as possible, these witchers still used the little knowledge they learned in the witcher castle to ask.
“Evocation wizards with lightning spells interfering? ”
Aigalang shook his head: "I feel so, but if it were really them, the Papal Palace must have posted a notice long ago. It is impossible to block the news and then investigate secretly."
"You mean, still Is there a third party?”
“Maybe, maybe the secret party from Black Snake Bay has also sneaked in.”
“Impossible,” Favaleri immediately shook his head. There is a war in Mangde in the north and the road is sealed, and there are checkpoints along the way.
There is only one road into Daze Township in the south, the road to the Wild Spider Forest, and we have to check it at all levels. Like the road we came in, we are probably the only one. You know it yourself.”
Thinking of that weird tunnel, as well as the piles of bones and the gloomy twin statues, several demon hunters who were used to seeing strong winds and waves all shuddered in unison.
"If we want to go later, we should take the water route, or walk through the wild spider forest."
"Agree."
"I support it too."
< br>"Yeah, we have to think about how to escape." Aigalang helplessly tried to straighten his arm, but he shivered in pain.
"Wait a minute." The witcher sitting opposite Aigalan suddenly stopped shaking, "What do you mean by considering escaping?"
"Didn't Favaleri tell you? "Aigalang blinked, "The witch doctor in the town dissected the corpse, and it has been exposed that there is a demon hunter on the island. Now they are investigating. If we don't take action, it will probably be traced to us. "
< br>“What?!”
“No, you two young people, can you take care of the life and death of the old seniors?
“Can’t young people work hard? Do you have to mind your own business? ”
The demon hunters stood up emotionally and lowered their voices, but they could not hide their anger at all. "You guys, what's wrong with you?" Aigalang was still wondering, "We shouldn't have stayed here for so long."
"Oh, you are the first , it’s the second time you come out, you don’t understand!”
According to the rules of witcher infiltration, after entering, they will pretend to be refugees and find a part-time job in the local area to secretly collect intelligence or carry out sabotage.
But when they actually started looking for part-time jobs, they realized something was wrong.
The daily wages here are a bit high. After careful calculation, they found that the part-time job was actually higher than the regular job!
The most important thing is - daily settlement! No balance payment!
The construction workers in the city completed their daily piecework tasks and received a daily salary of 1.5 dinars, which is paid daily. As long as they are not afraid of urinating blood, they can earn 45 dinars a month.
A harvester outside the city earns about one and three-quarters of a dinar in piece-rate wages for harvesting and binding an acre of flax.
If the reclamation workers are willing to pay with wages, they can get 6-9 dinars for cultivating one acre of land at the Holy Hoe Monastery.
It happens that flax is sown in April every year and harvested in August every year, and now is the harvest season.
These demon hunters are strong, agile and work more actively than torture prisoners. At their peak, they can harvest 4 acres of land or cultivate 1.5 acres of land a day.
High wages equivalent to 7 to 9 dinars per day!
Of course, ordinary people will definitely not be able to achieve such a high level, but the demon hunters have extraordinary powers.
The farmers on the island will even provide free dinners, and occasionally meat and dried fish.
Although the meat tastes weird, like chicken but without chicken bones, it doesn't stop it from being meat.
Since they don’t work every day, a rough estimate shows that each of them can earn more than 1 gold pound a month.
They only gave each person 4 gold pounds for this mission, and each person only had a deposit of 1 gold pound. I don’t know when the remaining balance will be paid.
It’s not like they have never worked as hard labor outside. Those priests and knights could not get less than 1 dinar for harvesting an acre of land, and there was no oil or water at all in their meals.
Even most lords don’t care about food.
These demon hunters finally decided to put aside the less important things. When did assassination and intelligence gathering stop?
Focus on the most important thing, making money!
Isn’t it just harvesting? It’s not like I’ve never done it before.
Isn’t it just a bit hard and tiring, but no one will die.
At least I can save up the money for the New Year Festival, so I don’t have to worry about having to look for damn monsters in the woods while others are celebrating the festival.
They also wanted to avoid having to eat black bread in the dark and cold while everyone was reunited.
They also want to drink hot chicken soup, drink beer and play cards with their old brothers from the same castle.
Maybe even the hidden wounds and illnesses on the body can be cured. Although the life span of the demon hunters is not long, they still want to live a few more years.
After discovering this, the situation changed instantly.
Originally, it was supposed to be two people in the countryside and four people in the city each trying to find out information. In the end, it turned into everyone rushing to the countryside to "find out information".
That is to say, the brainless Avar and the young Aigalang are willing to stay in the town, and all the other demon hunters have gone to the countryside to collect flax and open fields.
Because the witchers are fast and physically strong, and are good at fighting and grabbing work, they drove all the original lycanthrope labor gangs from the east bank of the Pala River to the west bank.
The demon hunters and the alien human laborers have basically taken over all the work on the farms on the east coast. The new workers have arrived, and they even have to deliver salted fish to Favalerie Bay Pier.
But now, once the whole island starts searching and arresting, and verifying identity information, these illegal workers will definitely be exposed.
They plan to work until November, and they hope to make money from the New Year Festival through this wave.
You know, even if the harvest season has passed, they can still work as land reclamation workers for as little as 100 dinars a month.
This time there will be at least one and a half less. Of course these demon hunters are anxious.
“You idiot, who will make up for the gold pound I am short of?”
“I should have earned 3 gold pounds on this trip, which will make me full. Just because of you, it means that I have to starve in the New Yuan Festival!"
Faced with the attack of several senior demon hunters, Aigalang was almost at a loss. He didn't even understand himself. What did I do wrong?
In the end, he could only turn his eyes for help to Favaleri, who had been silent next to him.
(End of this chapter)