Chapter 34 34. Pursuit
“Aha! Now this bastard can’t run away!”
Philip cheered happily, as if catching the cannibal criminal was within reach matter.
"Master, you have to help us again. Let's go chop this bastard into pieces together!"
Phillip is qualified to be a sergeant, so he is certainly not stupid.
Now that we know the characteristics of the criminal, why don’t we still have to find it slowly? But if we bring this demon hunter who is smarter than the temple priest
maybe the case can be concluded today!
When Lan En thought about it, it seemed inappropriate for him to come over and kill two ghouls before saying a few words for a task with a total price of two hundred and thirty orens.
And
The young man’s cat eyes narrowed slightly, like a big cat hunting for prey, with a cold light.
He really wanted to know what it felt like to kill a cannibal.
"Have you protected the crime scene?"
Lan nodded to Phillip and then asked.
The sergeant patted his big belly, and the iron glove made a "DuangDuang" sound against the front armor.
“No one is watching the scene, but don’t worry. Ever since this incident happened, although the surrounding villagers wanted to kill the murderer alive, no one dared to go to Duenhan again. After all, no one could I don’t know when the goddess will unleash her anger.”
"Understood."
Lan En nodded lightly.
The incident happened five or six days ago. If no one disturbed the scene, then my witcher senses would probably be able to directly find the murderer's footprints.
"Then let's set off."
"Okay, guys! Mount up!"
A group of sergeants marched toward the stables of the tavern.
The residents of Middlecorps unanimously opened a small crack in the door of their wooden house.
With eyes mixed with fear and expectation, he watched this group of soldiers who wanted to bring to justice the sinners who blasphemed their faith.
Lan En can understand this expression.
It is actually difficult to make a specific distinction between soldiers and bandits in the feudal era. It may even be because they have stronger organizational power and therefore appear to be more harmful than bandits.
A group of people splashed black mud on the muddy country road and ran into the distance.
Duernham is indeed half a day's journey from Midcops, but that is based on the farmer's foot distance.
The group of people were all cavalry, and they reached their destination in more than an hour.
"Your, phew, your horse is good, Witcher."
An hour and a half of continuous riding made Philip jolt at the end and his breathing was messy.
They have arrived near the intersection of roads that carry faith.
The surrounding residents did not dare to approach, but in the excitement of the crowd, they organized some young men with pitchforks and wooden sticks to act as security patrols.
Philip and his men's Temerian-style armor won their trust. He tilted his head, spat, and cursed twice, and the armed farmers moved out of the way.
But it is expected that if it is an ordinary traveling merchant passing by, then it is estimated that this level will not go so smoothly unless he takes out a few coins or distributes some goods.
Anyway, Lan En has already seen a farmer with a bunch of garlic hanging around his neck.
After Phillip passed, he complained softly to Lan En.
“That’s why we should finish this matter quickly, otherwise this group of armed farmers will taste the benefits of blocking the road, and they will probably work part-time as bandits during the slack season. Just watch. The future of this area The number of bandits in a few months will be higher than in other places.”
Lan En didn’t nod or say anything, just rising and falling with the horses.
On these topics, he can see more thoroughly than Philip, who can only rely on experience, but all this is still too far for him now.
The education he received told him that security issues are never just security issues.
Broken down, the essence should be people's livelihood issues, road traffic issues, governance funding issues, etc.
If we still need to subdivide it, it is a huge topic that makes people’s brains explode.
He is just a witcher now.
Now, he just wants to hunt an "ogre".
“We’re here.”
The young man interrupted Phillip's complaint without any trace. Perhaps the urgent work made him forget the misfortune of his family. At least Philip's temper at this time was not so bad that he would want to fight when he saw someone.
Several people got off their horses more than ten meters away from this intersection.
Philip handed the reins to his men, Lan En also dismounted, and York stepped forward to take his reins.
“Thanks, man.”
"You are a capable person, don't be polite."
The young man nodded towards the halberdier.
As the witcher approached the intersection, his senses were fully opened and he carefully observed every inch of the land.
This place is indeed as described by Bernie: three female stone statues, a few half-extinguished white candles, garlands and sacrifices offered by believers.
On the peaceful land, there was only a pool of black blood spattered ferociously.
Lan En squatted down around the bloodstain and poked his head left and right.
"Sergeant, it may be different from the report you received. There are five or six people's footprints here."
"Master, there is no way to do this. God can't let the farmer do it." Don’t you want to see the fun? Excluding the murderer and the victim, there are only three or four people here. To be honest, I want to applaud the farmers here.”
> Lan En echoed perfunctorily, patting his studded leather gloves in mid-air.
Leisure and relaxation come from the confidence to complete the task.
Mentos completed the identification of the footprints. There are a total of five people's footprints here. The victim's footprints were because he had seen his shoes.
So they were screened and eliminated immediately.
There are three people left, one weighs only about 40 kilograms, and the other's stride shows that he is 180 centimeters tall.
All of them are inconsistent with Lan En’s speculation.
The remaining one is undoubtedly the "ogre".
The young man's eyes followed the set of footprints. He stood up, followed around the blood stains.
When Philip saw this, he waved his iron glove fiercely in mid-air.
"Aha! I knew he could do it! Keep up!"
The sharp blades were pulled out from the sergeants' scabbards one after another, and the cold and chilling air filled the group of people. gathered on the body.
After all, he is a veteran who has experienced serious wars, excluding such problems as cheating and cheating.
They are very familiar with killing people and the preparations before killing them.
Duenham can enter Fike Lake from the waterway to the east. There is a major road to the north that passes through Midcops. To the west, there is a road leading directly to the coastal hilly area in the west of Willen.
It can be called a regional transportation hub.
Only in the south, there is no good road because it is full of swamps.
The footprints point south.
After going deep into the swamp, there was no good way to go, so the sergeants were a little agitated.
But fortunately, Lan En's witcher vision has not been lost. In the muddy swamp, the murderer's footprints have stepped deeper.
"He went back and forth several times. At different times, I think he may have known how much trouble he had caused, and maybe there would be traps on the road."
Lan En tilted his head. The leader reported the situation to Philip.
The veteran leader remained calm.
"You should pay more attention when exploring the road, but it's okay if you miss it. We are not just free labor under Jazz."
Lan En is not surprised by this calmness. It's also very relaxing.
A dozen people with swords went to catch a lone murderer. There was no suspense at all.
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(End of this chapter)