Chapter 1107 Demon Hunt
Inside the castle, the candles were dimly lit.
The flickering light reflected on Kalin's face, causing the boy's face to also become light and dark.
In this atmosphere, Kalin suddenly thought of his teacher.
It was the same night, and he was just the son of an ordinary cowherd.
By chance, a badly wounded witcher was saved.
That's what the teacher called himself, but every time he mentioned the witcher, there was a hint of bitterness on his face, and Kalin didn't understand what he meant.
Even now, he doesn't understand.
He successfully used the bloody smell of a newly born cow to confuse the hound's sense of smell and rescued the other.
However... the word "saved" is also inaccurate, because after taking care of the other party for a few days, the other party died of his injuries.
But before he died, the other party used the mysterious power of the 'seal of magic' to send a message to his mind.
That's a way to keep training yourself with a dose of potion!
There are also matching swordsmanship!
It was with this that Carlin grew step by step into the number one powerhouse in the Lancaster Baron!
Yes, in his opinion, even that Okayama, who is known as the first knight of the baron, is far from his opponent.
Of course, if the opponent is wearing a full set of armor, it will be a little troublesome to take down the opponent.
This kind of strength is not enough to kill the couple, and then support Miss Catherine to take the position of baron.
He looked at Miss Catherine's room with tenderness in his eyes.
The other party seemed to have forgotten that when she was very young, when she followed the old baron to the village, she once gave the cowherd's son a candy.
That was the only time Carlin had tasted the sweetness since he was born.
From that time on, he silently swore in his heart to protect Miss Catherine!
Even if you give your life for this!
Soon the night will pass.
The door of Catherine's room opened, and a maid came out, followed by Catherine who was yawning: "It's hard work, Carlin..."
"It's nothing, it's my pleasure."
Karin bowed.
"You can go to rest, during the day, I will be very vigilant." Catherine showed a strong smile.
Seeing this scene, Karin felt a little distressed inexplicably.
However, he still went to the servant's kitchen, he needs to find something to eat and maintain his strength!
"Hey... have you heard? Wolf who gave us apples... met a monster!"
The kitchen was a mess, and several cooks were huddled together, teasing the cook and chatting from time to time.
One of them made Kalin's expression move.
He recently used the potion, and the effect has become weaker and weaker, probably reaching the limit of the human body mentioned in the inheritance.
The next step is to take the decoction made of extraordinary materials to break through the limit!
This is a very dangerous thing with a high mortality rate! Very high! More than sixty percent!
According to the records of inheritance, only three or four of the ten qualified people survived!
But for Miss Catherine, Carlin is willing to fight!
More importantly, he couldn't find the materials for extraordinary creatures!
The current barony is in a critical period of power struggle, and it is impossible for him to leave the territory for too long.
Hearing this news suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed the collar of the talking cook: "Where is Wolf? I'm going to find him!"
If it goes well, maybe you can run back and forth in half a day and solve the problem of decoction smoothly!
...
Since hearing about the orchard in the tavern, Aaron has decided that Wolf is his good friend!
If your friend is in trouble, you have to take a look yourself and help!
In fact, he and Wolf did know each other, and they had toasted each other in the tavern.
Well, that's enough!
orchard.
A white-skinned fruit is planted here, which looks similar to an apple, but is smaller, with bright red lines and a sweet taste.
Wolf was a fruit farmer who lived in a hut by the orchard.
After all, there are quite a lot of beasts in this era, and you can't trust the integrity of the townspeople... If no one guards them, the fruit might be picked in two days.
"Wolf!"
On this day, Aaron knocked on the door of Wolf's house with a jug made of horns.
With a creak, the wooden door opened, revealing a haggard face: "Oh...Zorro...Please come in!"
Wolf was the lord's archer at the time, and there was a bow and arrow hanging in the house.
He was also known for his bravery at the beginning, but at this time, there was only a look of panic on his face.
"Looks like you're freaked out, come on, have a drink!"
Aaron smiled and passed the croissant bag.
"Grumbling!"
Wolf unceremoniously took it and drank directly to his mouth.
The spirits seemed to bring him a little strength and comfort, so that he finally looked less haggard, but his nose was a little red: "You actually come to see me?"
"We're friends, besides... I'm very interested in that antler monster."
Aaron laughed.
"Yeah, we're friends..." Wolf stared at Aaron, his eyes gradually softening.
After all, they are all from the same town and have been together for so many years.
Although Zorro, the tomb keeper, was a little withdrawn and lustful, he did not have any other bad deeds.
"But... I advise you not to ask about the monster, let alone go to it..." Wolf sincerely suggested: "We are just ordinary people... If it wasn't for this ginkgo harvest, I would want to run away..."
"I know, I'll just ask, I promise you, never go deep into the orchard to find that monster!"
Aaron assured.
"okay."
Wolf muttered: "I'm really unlucky, that night, I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk... You know, how hard the night is for a wifeless person like me and you... Speaking of which, Evie That kid is really lucky... Okay, back to the topic, I entered the orchard, and when I got to the deepest part, I saw a figure. At first I thought it was a thief who stole the fruit, so I quickly approached... But after I got close, I realized that It was a humanoid monster with antlers..."
"It didn't do anything?" Aaron Fox asked.
"No... It glanced at me, I remember very clearly, in the middle of the night, its eyes were like emeralds... I must have been hated by it, and maybe even cursed me."
Wolf covered his face and started to cry.
As this iron-blooded man got old, he seemed to be getting more and more timid and afraid of death.
Aaron also did not discriminate against each other.
After all, people are always afraid of death.
He stayed for a while, comforted Wolf a few words, and then got up and said goodbye.
Squeak!
The wooden door opened, and not far from the door, there was a tall and strange stranger standing.
He was wearing a set of black leather armor, his long white hair flowed straight down, and he was carrying a crossbow and a cross sword on his back.
On his right hand, he was leading a dark war horse.
"Hello, I heard there are monsters here? I think you need help!"
When he saw Aaron and Wolf, he showed a smile: "Introduce myself, I'm Joan from Gryhos, a... witcher!"
Demon hunters earn money by slaying monsters.
In addition, the organization of those monsters is also the key for them to configure some advanced medicines!
"It turned out to be a witcher."
Aaron and Wolf showed awe and vigilance.
After all, the reputation of these people is really not very good.
However, a hint of joy quickly appeared on Wolf's face: "In my orchard, there is indeed a monster that once visited. If you kill it or expel it, I will pay you!"
"This...you are busy first, I will not disturb you."
Aaron didn't want to go along with the deerclops.
Although it sounds like the plot in a third-rate novel, the protagonist follows a powerful professional to fight monsters, and then an accident is bound to happen. In the end, the protagonist stands out and gains benefits...
But in fact, there is only one life, to face danger is to make fun of your own life!
"and many more……"
Wolf stretched out his hand weakly, and saw Aaron walking away without looking back, further and further away...
Just when he secretly sighed that the boat of friendship between the two was overturned, the witcher Joan said, "Who is that?"
"Oh, his name is Zorro, and he's the gravekeeper in our town..." Wolf told the truth.
"A gravekeeper?"
Joan looked at Aaron's back, and suddenly a rare dignified expression appeared.
...
'To die, to die, to die...'
'I didn't expect it to be so coincidental! ’
'Are the witchers' senses so sensitive? He seemed a little suspicious of me. ’
Aaron, who returned to the cemetery, ran away without saying a word!
He does not entrust his safety to others, even if the other person seems to be a good person!
"But it's not my style to run away thousands of miles when you are scared..."
‘Just so, there is an abandoned hunter’s hut in the forest, you can stay for a few days first! ’
Aaron packed the necessary supplies into a small package, carried it with an iron sword, and left the cemetery directly.
...
night.
outside the cemetery.
A lantern appeared and gradually approached.
It's Joanne!
The witcher didn't immediately solve Wolf's matter, but came to the town's cemetery!
The witcher has been transformed, and after genetic mutation, it will have all kinds of strange abilities.
What he has strengthened is his sense of smell!
Before Aaron, Joan smelled the smell of the witcher's basic body forging decoction!
This aroused his interest, and wanted to see which old friend accepted the student of this grave keeper.
But after arriving at the cemetery, his expression changed: "This feeling...this smell...ghoul?"
"Do not……"
He lay down, sniffing the dirt with his nose, all the way to a grave.
If Aaron was there, he would have recognized it immediately. This was the tomb dug by the tomb robbers and the one he restored later!
Joan's expression became extremely solemn, and he used a silver sword to poke the soil: "It's not an ordinary ghoul... but... a dream ghoul!"
Ghoul is a very common monster that likes to hide in places where there are many corpses and eat corpses for a living.
And dream ghouls are different!
They live in the strange 'dreamland', and they can use the power of the dreamland to drag the enemy in and trap them to death...
Such dream ghouls are by no means naturally formed, but... Some people are stocking them!
"It's those evil warlocks! Stocking dream ghouls in the cemetery? I seem to have heard of such examples..."
Joan muttered to himself, quickly took out an old black notebook from his body, and began to inquire by the light of the horse lantern.
"Here... Rogge Kingdom, Rad III, the twenty-seventh year of his enthronement... Evil Warlock Marr is in the southern part of the kingdom, experimenting with planting 'Wraith Flower'... He brutally killed many people and created dream ghouls , guarding the planting environment of the Wraith Flower..."
The Wraith Flower is an extraordinary plant that may grow in an environment full of corpses, but has strict requirements on the history of death.
Some evil warlocks often secretly choose some cemeteries as the environment for cultivation, and they also leave their own guards to keep the environment from changing too much.
"Using the cemetery to cover up, the methods of these warlocks are becoming more and more concealed, and others must be notified!"
"Once the Wraith Flower matures, I don't know how many more evil warlocks there will be!"
The evil warlock Marl was eventually assassinated by several master witchers, and the witchers paid a heavy price for this.
In fact, the origin of the witcher is said to have something to do with the evil experiments of the warlock.
But the witchers didn't admit it.
Now, they have classified warlocks as 'monsters', and they must kill them first when they meet them!
This is an inseparable blood feud!
"Dream ghouls will not prevent the corpse from being buried, because this is the expansion of the cemetery... But any tomb robbery will be attacked by them!"
"This is a common trait of all trained dream ghouls!"
Seeing this, Joan's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the blade of his own digging soil.
In a way, he is... a tomb robbery!
The next moment, a pair of sharp claws covered with fungi suddenly popped out of the darkness and attacked him!
...
At the same time, in the orchard.
Carlin held a sword in one hand and a torch in the other, and walked cautiously into the depths of the orchard.
"Damn it...that witcher today must be a liar. After he took my food, he disappeared!"
Beside him, Wolf was holding a bow and arrow in his hand, cursing and looking at Kalin again: "Master Kalin, you will protect me, right?"
"certainly……"
Karin's palm holding the hilt of the sword was also sweaty.
Still, he tried his best to look like he was okay.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the darkness.
"Who?"
Karin immediately looked over there.
There was nothing unusual about where the torchlight shone, but he saw footprints on the ground.
"No...monster!"
Wolf looked terrified, and kept going backwards and came to the edge of a ginkgo tree.
The next moment, the trunk he was leaning against was instantly deformed, two thick branches turned into arms, with forked antlers on his head.
Deerclops!
The other party actually disguised himself as a tree!
It grabbed Wolf, let the bow and arrow in the opponent's hand fall to the ground, and then...the elk-like mouth opened, revealing countless sharp teeth, and bit down fiercely.
puff!
Blood splattered!