Chapter 96 96. Visit again
In fact, even if Berengar never stayed away from the battle, the result would not be much different.
Six of the eight crossbow arrows were shot specifically at the space around the demon hunter to block his movement.
Only two are pointed towards the body.
Berengar's leather armor is a typical witcher equipment.
In order to deal with monsters, demon hunters of other schools will not wear heavy armor at all.
Because flexibility is more important than protection in fighting monsters.
His armor incorporates the design concepts of the Wolf School, leaving a lot of mounting space for the potions and bombs they are good at.
But it is these empty spaces that make it impossible for Berengar to attach even a piece of armor to his body.
And in the empty spaces that should have been full, most of the magic potions and alchemy bombs have expired due to long-term neglect, and are empty.
So after the [Quen's Seal] was breached immediately, two crossbow arrows directly pierced Berengar's body.
The sound of the arrow entering the flesh is very slight, but the effect is significant.
Berengar's arm holding the sword, due to the angle, was pierced between the forearm and the stomach.
Another crossbow arrow was buried directly into his right thigh.
Blood flowed.
"Fuck!"
Berengar was like a furious beast, cursing on the ground while struggling to stand up.
Around the greenhouse, a group of dark figures emerged from the distance.
They deliberately stayed far away from here, only aiming with their bows and arrows. Berengar's demon hunter senses did not detect them at all.
The leader approached the struggling witcher on the ground.
It was a short, stocky man, accompanied by two hunting dogs.
"I knew that the demon hunter would not let go, so I waited here, but... it's interesting! Another demon hunter got involved in this matter, what? You lone rangers, Is there a secret connection? "
The short and stocky man said in surprise. As he spoke, he stepped over Berengar's leg that was hit by the arrow, as if he didn't see the road clearly.
The arrow shaft was stepped on and crooked, and the arrowhead left in the flesh was severely gouged out.
Berengar could feel the sound of the steel of the arrow scraping against the bones!
"Ah! Ah!!!"
This kind of pain is unbearable even for a demon hunter, and the screams echoed in the silent night sky.
Berengar's neck had veins bulging out from the severe pain, and he struggled to crawl further away.
But the two hunting dogs opened their mouths and bit the witcher's arms and shoulders without any instructions from their masters.
The sharp teeth pulled at his flesh and dragged it to the man's feet.
"You bastard! You bastard human trafficker!"
Berengar used his remaining arm to hit and slap him, but the two hunting dogs would not let go after they bit him. The more they hit him, the more fierce they became.
But soon, the demon hunter no longer resisted even this little bit.
Because a foot stepped on his face and crushed his face into a pool of blood on the ground.
The owner of the foot "persuaded" Berengar in a tone that sounded like a joke between friends.
"Brother, let's calm down. Why are you so angry with these two beasts? It's not worth the harm to your body!" There was a crisp "click" sound.
It bit off Berengar's arm bone.
The witcher lay on the ground with his mouth wide open, but he was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound, and his eyes were round.
The arched body was like a dead fish flapping, but it was crushed down by the harder feet, unable to move.
"It seems that there is a difference between him and that demon hunter."
The short and stocky figure, Urbank looked around at the demon hunter at his feet. "Thankfully, I got to know mutants like you. They have smart noses and ears. It's very useful to shoot arrows from a distance for sneak attacks. Even that demon hunter shouldn't be able to survive being stabbed like a hedgehog. You two The difference is nothing in front of more than a dozen crossbows.”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, I’m going against the boss in order to kill the demon hunter who wants to rip out my throat. It took pressure to pull out such a group of people. Although we didn't catch him this time, your presence can be regarded as evidence to the boss that "the demon hunter is a threat."
Berengar thought. He looked up at Urbank's face with cannibalistic eyes.
But the head-eater wasn't nervous about it.
"You have a good look, man. But to be honest, you are no deterrent at all."
"People like you may be filled with righteous indignation, or they may want to prove their life for the moment. But I know people like you too well.”
“As long as I hide, it doesn’t even take a few years, it only takes ten and a half months. The fire is gone, even if we meet by chance in the tavern, you can restrain your hand from drawing the sword."
Stepping on Berengar's face, Urbank knelt down and stared at him. asked with a smile in his eyes.
"You are not the kind of people who have the courage to pursue it to the end. The most comforting thing you can say to yourself is 'it's all over'. But that demon hunter is different."
Speaking of that person in the dark night, A figure who stood up to the pressure of a camp and refused to retreat, fear or die. The smile that always hung on Urbank's face slowly disappeared without even noticing it.
“I don’t know why that demon hunter is not afraid. He is not afraid of the disparity in numbers or the forces behind him. It can even be said that he doesn’t care at all!”
“That kind of person, even in Decades later, I am lying on the bed half dead, and I am about to die in the next second. He will definitely come over to collect debts from me with a sword in hand! Even though I don’t know the reason for our fight to the death, but look. I knew from his eyes that he would do this."
"That's the deterrent, man. That's why I came here with dozens of people and a dozen crossbows in the middle of the night. Reason.”
"If I don't kill him, I won't be able to live peacefully in this life!"
Urbank moved his foot away from Berengar's face, tilted his head, and the two hounds obediently let go. He stopped talking and ran behind him.
Two people came out of the dark figures, one of whom was about to drag the half-dead demon hunter away.
One walked straight towards the head-eater.
Whisper against the shaved side of his head.
After whispering, Urbank's eyes sparkled with surprise.
"What a good luck. Let's have another run with the crossbow."
"Let's walk to the trade area."
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In the hotel, Lan En was sitting in the lobby waiting for his dinner with Aaliyah.
The hood and cloak are very eye-catching, but the boss is very confident in the security of the trade area and doesn't care about Lan En's sneaky appearance.
The chef moved very quickly, and before long, a large plate of food was placed on the table in front of Lan En.
"Sir, you can eat here, or you can take it back to your room. Our staff will collect the tableware in the morning."
The boss's voice has a routine and tiredness, this kind of words Come to think of it, he says it a hundred and eighty times every day.
Lan En nodded, suddenly pointed at a glass of red wine on the dinner plate, and asked.
"I remember that this was not included in the meals at the accommodation."
"This was given by others, sir."
The young man just wanted to ask, he had no relatives or friends here, the sorceresses They all know that if they want to act covertly, who will give them drinks.
But the next moment, a palm slapped Lan En on the shoulder, causing the cat eyes under his hood to shrink suddenly.
Then there was a familiar, chilling voice.
"Relax, relax, my friend."
A half-bald head appeared in front of Lan En with a smile.
“It is the basic etiquette of a businessman to treat customers to a drink when visiting.”
Gunt Odim.
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