Chapter 1272 There Is Always Someone You Want to Protect

"What do you mean?"

Raglan, who was holding the wine glass, immediately widened his eyes.

"literal meaning."

Kieran said calmly.

Raglan stared at Kieran with his eyes wide open. After three or four seconds, he sighed sadly: "Yeah, it wasn't before, but it is now."

"People will only believe what they think. Even if I jump out and explain that you are not, I am afraid that I will be questioned, not you."

"Even if it's true."

Sighing, Raglan shook his head and took another sip of beer.

And when the innkeeper put down the wine glass again, a stern look appeared on his face, and his whole demeanor changed even more.

It was as if he had transformed from an ordinary person into a beast like a lion or tiger. He stared at Qin Ran closely and asked word by word: "Then what are you going to do?"

"Step by step."

Qin Ran still replied calmly.

Although the aura of the hotel owner in front of him was terrifying, to Kieran it was really not as good as the breeze blowing on his face. It was really impossible to influence Kieran with such aura.

Apparently the innkeepers have figured this out too.

"You're like those guys."

"It can really kill people!"

He sighed again.

This sigh was undoubtedly more sad than the previous sigh.

And the beast-like aura on his body dissipated with this sigh, picked up the wine glass, and the innkeeper was about to leave.

Having dealt with many demon hunters, he knew.

It was impossible to get something out of Qin Ran's mouth.

Kieran was too similar to a demon hunter.

If he didn't know that the other party was not, he would also think that the other party was a demon hunter...

etc!

Is that all I know about the Witcher?

Is there nothing missing?

The innkeeper who stood up was suddenly taken aback. He thought of some possibilities, and then looked at Qin Ran suspiciously again.

"Are you really not a witcher?"

Qin Ran didn't raise his head and remained silent.

Seeing Qin Ran's appearance, some guesses in the innkeeper's heart grew involuntarily.

"How can there be guys so similar to those guys in the world?"

"There must be some connection."

"I didn't find it before, it's just that I didn't investigate carefully enough."

He quickened his pace back to the room.

He needs to apply to headquarters for investigation.

Not counting the witchers he knew well.

To focus on the past ten years, no! Considering Kieran's age, all the demon hunters who have disappeared in the past thirty years need to be investigated!

The secret communication was connected, and the people on the other side were silent for a while after hearing Raglan's request.

"what happened?"

"Do you know that your request has exceeded your identity authority?"

Two seconds later, a confused female voice sounded on the phone.

"I use special permissions."

Raglan said without hesitation.

"Okay, I will arrange it for you."

"but……"

"No but, I have retired and have retained special privileges that I have not used so many times. Do I want to take them into the coffin?"

"Or do you think I have descendants who can inherit these?"

Raglan interrupted the other person's inquiry.

Rather than these special privileges that others considered extremely valuable, Raglan wanted to know Kieran's identity more.

The long-lost curiosity quickly made Raglan immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.

…

Raglan, who thought he had a sound-isolated room, would never have imagined that even in such a room, his voice could still be heard by Kieran.

Kieran ignored Raglan's investigation.

He itself does not exist.

No matter how much the other party investigates, it will only drag itself into an unsolvable whirlpool.

As for discovering the truth?

Qin Ran believed that the other party would not do this.

Just as he believed in Smith's arrival.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Smith appeared in the "Fire Grilled Fish" like a nanny, holding a little girl and taking five little girls with him.

The other party quickly spotted Kieran sitting in the corner and walked over with the little girls without any hesitation.

"Thanks."

"Thanks."

The other party's voice was slightly hoarse, while the little girl's voice was clear and sweet.

These little girls are still a little frightened by the outside world.

But when seeing Kieran, such panic quickly calmed down, even the youngest Saya was held in Smith's arms.

"Thanks."

The little girl turned her head and said in a sweet voice.

"Um."

"There's some food there."

Kieran nodded and pointed in the direction of the bar.

Smith immediately walked over with the little girls knowingly and asked Raglan about the price.

"My treat."

Raglan said this after scanning a few little girls, and showed what he thought was a kind smile to the little girls.

However, Raglan apparently ignored his beard.

Not only did such smiles not make the little girls feel at ease, on the contrary, they hid behind Smith one by one.

None of the little girls wanted to stay near the bar, and they all gathered near Kieran.

Raglan stroked his beard depressedly, then got up and left the hall. When he returned, he already had a lot of pastries in his hand.

When Raglan fully thought that giving out pastries would get smiles from the little girls, he saw the vigilance in the eyes of the little girls looking at him.

Obviously, the little girls who have experienced a tragic experience have already understood what is the most important.

Finally, Raglan put down the pastry disheartened and returned to the bar.

What made Raglan even more frustrating was that the little girls didn't touch the pastry he bought from the beginning to the end, even if there was a hint of longing in their eyes.

Looking at this scene, Raglan couldn't help feeling distressed.

He knew exactly what made these little girls what they were.

"Bastards, you should really be struck by lightning!"

"I wish you a happy life in the days to come, I, XXXX!"

Unable to hold back, Raglan cursed.

Then, the reward for the blood-born teeth near Eds was increased by 20%.

Smith had been watching Raglan since entering the hotel.

"He's a witcher?"

"Is this the witcher's territory?"

Smith asked.

Qin Ran nodded.

"Can I stay here with them?"

"Can."

Kieran's answer made Smith overjoyed.

But immediately, such joy froze on Smith's face following Qin Ran's next question.

"Are you going to hide forever?"

"Live a day of constant anxiety, and even dare not even step out of here?"

"you can."

"How about them?"

"Or……"

"What would you do if something like this happened again?"

Qin Ran looked at the little girls who were eating quietly.

The experience of surviving a near-death gave them extraordinary maturity.

But this kind of maturity is not what everyone wants.

At least, not Smith.

Smith, who clenched his fists, became short of breath, because, following Qin Ran's words, Smith fell into that desperate situation again.

"What should I do?"

Smith raised his head, gritted his teeth, and asked Qin Ran.

And Qin Ran?

Laughed.

He said one word with a smile——

"kill!"