Chapter 30 30. Durnham's Cannibal Case
People seem to have the same reaction when they see the witcher's cat eyes for the first time.
Exclaimed, and then leaned back hard, alert.
After that, it can be a normal conversation.
The people around are professional soldiers, and their courage is naturally greater than that of ordinary farmers.
So after a small burst of noise, calm returned.
"Demon hunter?" Philip snored twice and spit to the side.
“It’s getting more and more chaotic these days, and all kinds of messy things are coming out.”
Lan En didn’t respond to his nagging.
"That's the way things are, sir. Let's talk about our suspicions."
"Hmm?"
Philip motioned that he was listening.
“I am a foreigner, Mr. Sergeant. I don’t know exactly where Durnham is, but the crow’s nest where Sir Witherald is located is about three days’ journey from here. So according to what you just said Said, Dunham is at least two and a half days away from the crow's nest."
The young man showed his fingers to the soldiers around him.
"After the news of the murder was passed, and you were dispatched to deal with it, it would have been five days from the day of the crime, right? And the two of us"
Lan En moved his fingers back and forth between himself and Bernie.
The meaning is self-evident, but the time is not right.
This is an obvious flaw, but what’s interesting is that Lan En didn’t detect the embarrassment of having his mistake pointed out from Philip.
The man frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly looked at Lan En and said: "A few days ago, one of your kind in Willen was captured and killed."
"I also fought in that battle. Helped.”
Lan En didn't want to hide anything.
Phillip nodded when he heard this.
"It just so happens that York is also in the village, let him come and recognize you. Let's go."
Without giving the two people a chance to talk, eleven cavalry surrounded them, Walk towards the village a hundred meters away.
Halfway through, Bernie seemed still shocked by the news he heard.
Lan En walked beside him and asked without hesitation.
"Where is Durnham?"
Lan has a very clear understanding of Willen. He knows that dying here is nothing, so important is This place is Durnham.
Eleven cavalry, and it sounds like there are still manpower in the village. Compared with this time, Bordon's pursuit was like a joke.
It is enough to show the importance of this place.
"It's not an important town, it's just a road intersection. But it's the place where all the surrounding villages worship the goddess Melitelli. What inhuman bastard would commit desecration in that sacred place?!"< br>
Bernie whispered angrily, as if he had temporarily forgotten even the injury on his hand.
At the same time, Lan En also immediately realized that this matter was indeed not a small matter.
How to describe Meritelli’s faith?
Let's put it this way, even if he is the king's personal guard, as long as he dares to touch a hair of the priestess inside any Melitelli temple.
Then we don't have to wait until night, at dusk, we can see his hanging body from the locust tree at the intersection.
And it was not a deliberate revenge, but simply a result of public resentment, and the king himself had to bow his head and admit it.
Meritelli is the belief of every lady in the northern country. The belief of this goddess never involves politics, power, or competition for interests.
Just simply spreading his teachings of love and peace.
But it is this "non-dispute" that creates the unparalleled influence of Meritelli's faith.
Because every woman who believes in Him has many identities.
Daughter, mother, wife. Even a king has a mother! Even a bandit wants a wife!
You want to hurt Meritelli's faith?
Then you must have thought about how you will die, right?
It is different from the time when Veserad clung to the law and sold favors to the king's cousin during the Oriden Carriage Competition.
The murder that occurred in Durnham, a place dedicated to faith, is a real event that will bring panic and anger to the Willen area.
“That’s not all, boy.” Philip on horseback had to take out a copper wine flask and take a few sips during these few steps. "That was not a simple murder"
As if recalling some unspeakable scene, he waited until the wine in his mouth was swallowed before he continued to speak with an ugly expression.
“The victim’s body was partially eaten.”
Being eaten?
Lan En's eyes narrowed slightly, but Bernie was confused.
“Is there a wild beast or monster that went to destroy the scene? Damn it! In the past, everyone was worshiping and praying there, and no monster dared to approach Dunhan!”
“ Monster? Oh, just be a monster."
Philip took another sip of wine and sneered with unknown meaning.
"What do you mean, human?" Bernie's eyes widened, "You mean it was eaten by humans?! The murderer ate humans in that land of faith?!"
"Hey, we didn't do it anyway. I saw traces of wild beasts or monsters nearby. "
"You are just soldiers, not scouts or trackers! You are not experts, so you can't make such a conclusion!"
Bernie said immediately! Arguing, he was not exonerating the murderer, but refusing to believe that their place of faith had been so seriously desecrated.
What made him even more unexpected was that Phillip happily admitted it.
"Yes, we are good at killing people, but we are really not experts when it comes to traces and monsters."
Lan En interrupted the conversation at this time.
"So Bernie, think about it, why do you think they spent so long with us?"
Phillip smiled and simply nodded.
"It's for you, witcher. You are the experts when it comes to monsters. To be honest, we were just routinely interrogating every suspicious person, but as soon as you looked up, I knew I had won the prize. ”
"Whether we win or not will be decided later. Now I have to treat my friend's wounds first."
The distance of more than 100 meters was quickly covered. The group of people dismounted and walked into the tavern. There were four more people inside. Soldiers wearing Temerian armor sat at the table.
Lan En saw the Halberdiers he had seen a few days ago, but he did not speak for the time being. Instead, he asked for a glass of rye vodka.
The cups used in pubs for this kind of highly alcoholic beverage are different from those used for beer. It is a small wine glass that can be held whole by wrapping it around the tiger's mouth.
Lan poured it directly onto Bernie's hand, causing him to scream "ouch".
"One more drink, man." This is what Philip called. "I'll have to pour it again later to clean up the debris in the wound."
The strong man waved his hand behind him, and a soldier shrugged naturally. , come over and help bandage.
Until now, Lan En turned his head, smiled and nodded to the halberdiers he had fought with.
"I still wanted to come to the crow's nest to find you someday, but I didn't expect to see you again now."
Haberdier York, ignoring the weird looks from the people around him, held his own beer The cup clinked with the empty cup in Lan En's hand, and he took a big gulp.
"Gudu-hu! Haha, who would have thought that the world would be in such chaos now? I didn't know until I returned to the crow's nest that someone dared to do such a thing in Durnham."
Follow the Demon Hunter After the greetings were finished, York turned to face his commander.
"Sergeant, this is the master witcher I mentioned. An upright and respectable gentleman."
Philip waved his hand and rudely asked the bartender for a drink, while York At this moment, he whispered seriously to the young man's ear.
"You'd better not get into trouble with the sergeant now. His wife was just discovered cheating on her, and her lover was chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs."
"Literally 'chop into pieces and feed the dogs'?"
"Literally."
"Wow."
Lan En clicked his tongue slightly, and then Ordered a glass of rye vodka and had a shot with York.
“Thanks for reminding me, I said it was like he wanted to find a reason to beat us in the beginning.”
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