Chapter 29 29. Philip Strenger
“Thank you, thank you!”
Bernie’s eyes were straight, and the old linen clothes on his body were already covered with soil.
Even though the water ghost that almost split his neck was dead, his hand was still holding his hunting knife stiffly.
Lan En had to forcefully separate his fingers from his hand and take away the knife when he was about to stand up, to prevent him from hurting himself.
The mental shock of facing life and death is huge, Lan En is familiar with this feeling.
It wasn’t until the young man pulled out his sword from the corpse of the water ghost and looked at the gaping hole with distress that Bernie finally regained his consciousness.
Panting heavily, he staggered up to Lan En and hugged the dazed demon hunter.
“Thank you. Really thank you.”
“Thank you for saving my life. I really can’t think about what I would do if my family was gone. Tessa is still so Little, he can't protect his mother me."
Some people may have malicious assumptions about hugs between men.
But at this moment, Bernie's gratitude comes from the bottom of his heart.
This gratitude stems from the fear of what happened just now, and the fear of the family losing their future.
So when a man chokes with such a mood and hugs Lan En.
The young demon hunter could only pat him lightly on the shoulder.
"Lan En, let me repair your sword. I will also use the best wood, wrap it with Oridon's best fish skin, and make the best scabbard for you!"
"Thank you. .Thank you.”
Bernie let go, picked up the silver sword in the young man’s hand and made a solemn promise to him.
Lan En smiled and waved his hand.
"I can put the scabbard away. Forget about the sword, let Ivan do it. This is a loss in the mission and should not be borne by you alone."
"Come on, there should be no danger nearby. You have been scratched a few times by water ghosts on your hands. You need to clean them quickly. Who knows what dirty things those beasts' claws have scratched. Did you say before that this place is close to Midcops? Let’s go there to repair it first.”
Bernie opened his mouth and looked at the long leather gloves on his hands, which were almost torn apart by the water ghost’s claws.
The flesh and blood under the gloves was blurry. He had just escaped from the battle, and the adrenaline content in his body was still very high, so he couldn't feel any pain for a while.
If it weren’t for this glove, the phalanges of that hand would probably be visible by now.
After figuring out the direction, led by Bernie who knew the way, the two people who broke away from the battle approached the village of Midcops.
There are no two groups of powerful predators in one area.
The group of water ghosts just cleaned up by Lan En itself has a deterrent effect in the vicinity. In addition, the closer to the human settlement, the monster activities will be sparse.
So the two of them can be said to be safe along the way.
“Did you just use magic?” Bernie held his injured hand and walked ahead in a cold sweat.
He was beginning to feel pain now. He spoke partly to distract himself and partly out of genuine curiosity.
"You witchers can really use magic?!"
Lan En, who has recovered a lot, also knows that he is having a hard time now, so he responds casually while maintaining vigilance.
"It's just a seal, a trick."
"A trick? But you released such a huge fire! Ten monsters were burned to death! I dare say I heard at least ten The scream of the monster!"
Lan En's tone was slightly helpless.
"There are only five. What should I tell you?"
"That fire tornado is something that can only be encountered. I calculated the station, terrain, temperature and humidity, and the forest is not a place with chaotic airflow. The place of interference, so I can use Alder's Seal to blow out the wind I want."
Lan En paused and looked at Bernie's confused look when he turned around.
He gave up and said: "Just think of yourself as an elite crossbowman. He chose a good military crossbow for me, adjusted the sight, and pulled the bowstring. And I just clicked the button. Pulled the trigger. The seal is just a 'trigger'."
Bernie didn't reply for a while, and then he asked tentatively after a while.
"You mean you have been blessed by the gods?"
Lan En took a deep breath, his lips trembling, not knowing what to say.
He decided to let Bernie suffer as much as possible.
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Bernie's knowledge of local geography is trustworthy.
As he held his hand to lead the way, the two of them walked out of the woods without any effort.
Not far away from the sight, a group of houses made of thatch and wooden boards sit peacefully on a large open space. Midcops is one of the largest villages and resting places in Willen.
"Let's go Lan En, I still have a few friends here. Maybe they can buy us a few drinks after seeing how miserable I am."
Looking at Bernie’s cheeks that were twisted and turned white due to pain, Lan En nodded.
"Yeah, you really need to drink a few drinks to be strong."
The two continued walking towards the village, but when they were about a hundred meters away from the village entrance, Lan En's ears trembled slightly.
He grabbed Bernie who still wanted to move forward.
“What are you doing?”
Bernie asked a little confused, but the next moment, the sound of menacing horse hooves hitting the ground came from the village.
There were a dozen horses, and their hooves flew up, lifting up the mud and cow dung in the fields.
When the dozen or so cavalrymen came to the two of them, surrounding them and jogging in a circle, Bernie had already dragged his injured hand and raised it slightly to indicate his harmlessness.
Out of the forest, the two of them were completely helpless against a dozen cavalrymen.
The body odor of the horses and the smell of mud on the horses' hooves were mixed together, and the two people surrounded by the cavalry felt the smell was even stronger.
But in this case, anyone with a normal IQ would not act rashly.
"Who are you? Where are you from? What are you doing here?"
Among the cavalry, the leader asked in a harsh tone.
In order to prevent the other party from discriminating against demon hunters, Lan En kept his eyes lowered and only glanced away at the moment when the other party rushed over.
These people all wear Temerian standard armor, but the leader is different from ordinary soldiers. His lining mail is in the style of a hoodie. The armor also has a small, palm-sized shield mounted on the heart of the left chest, with the Temerian White Lily emblem printed on it.
In short, it is more advanced.
This man's figure is somewhere between muscular and obese, and he looks like he has a capable physique.
The nose is red and the smell of alcohol is strong. Are you an alcoholic?
Bernie was just a village hunter. He had seen the lord's cavalry, but he had never been surrounded by cavalry like this. He didn't know what to say at this moment.
The young people were thinking and responding in an orderly manner.
"In what capacity are you cross-examining me, honest sir?"
The underlying meaning of this sentence is to ask about the other party's law enforcement rights. There is a big village a hundred meters away. Unless everyone is killed, everything that happens here today will be spread to the ears of the lord.
If the officers and soldiers were voluntarily seeking profit, then at this point, they would at least realize that it would be easy to just give up and not go too far.
But the cavalry leader who drank a lot didn't seem to care at all.
He turned to his companions and laughed and cursed loudly.
"The plague is upon us, guys! This guy is surrounded by eleven cavalry, and he still dares to ask me what my fucking position is!?"
After laughing and scolding, the leader tightened the reins and stopped the horse's stroll, which was facing the two of them.
He leaned over and put his arms on the saddle, leaning forward.
"Just right, I also like to speak straightforwardly."
"I am Sergeant Philip Strenger, loyal to Sir Wesselard of Willen, and I am now ordered to trace A vicious murder occurred in Durnham."
As soon as the three words Durnham were spoken, Lan En had no reaction, but Bernie, who was originally silent, opened his eyes wide.
He shouted in disbelief: "Dunham? Meritelli on top! What bold bastard would do bad things there?!"
When he shouted, his surprise and disbelief seemed to be outweighed by The pain of injury.
But what greeted him was not an answer, but a full ten "squeaks" of the sword being unsheathed.
Except for Philip, his men all pointed their swords at the two of them.
"Duenham is only half a day away from here, and you, two people who are acting suspiciously and injured, appear here."
"Gentlemen, you have a problem."
Bernie was at a loss for words.
But Lan En sighed and raised his head.
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