A fishy roar kept flashing through Ranster's ears, and he played with the clumsy cave bear with ease, and now he didn't have to worry about the safety of the female mage, he could completely open the hole bear all over the body with his wandering steps and superb swordsmanship, and let it slowly bleed to death. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The battle was interrupted by the participation of another cave bear, and he stuck his sword into the ground, clasped his hands on his chest, and began to watch with interest as the cave bear controlled by Moria's control and his original companion frantically bit together.

The uncontrolled cave bear was visibly stronger, its two front paws slamming the other to the ground, its sharp claws already piercing into the latter's soft belly.

The hypnotically controlled Cave Bear let out a terrible howl, and after inflicting a few scars on its opponent, it completely disappeared.

The strong cave bear opened its mouth and bit off the neck of its companion with a "click", dragging its scarred body towards Leinster.

The witcher looked at the scars on the cave bear and felt sorry for it, even if such a tattered bear skin was given away, no one would ask for it.

He drew the sword from the ground in his right hand, and the arcane energy in his left hand began to gather rapidly. Then he brushed his left hand, which was full of icy energy, across the blade of the sword, leaving an icy force on it.

The Cave Bear began to accelerate towards him, and Lancet met it without hesitation, the blade of his sword glowing with blue-black ice energy swept across the Cave Bear's body, freezing most of its body in the ice.

The rest was much simpler, he stabbed his sword into the soft part of the bear's belly and stirred it indiscriminately, and the big man was completely killed.

A whistle called for the horses hiding nearby, and Lancet hung the heads of all three cave bears on their backs.

The two hurried back to Northshire, and went to Todd's tavern as soon as possible. Lancet had many questions in his mind that he needed answers.

When Lancet tied his horse to the stable, Todd, who heard the noise at the door, couldn't believe his eyes. The heads of three hideous-looking monsters were strapped to his horse's back.

"I knew you could, my friend!" The tavern owner gave a thumbs up, then warmly beckoned the two into the house.

He diligently placed sumptuous food on the table, and then filled the two of them with his own treasured dwarven wine.

"Thank you from the bottom of my heart, my friend! Now Beijun can finally return to its previous peace. Todd raised his glass and happily drank it down.

Randster had looked at the tavern owner with a smile on his face, but when he saw the dark red ring on the index finger of his left hand holding the wine glass, the smile immediately froze on his face.

The dark red ring is carved with two black goat horns, and the whole ring exudes an evil aura.

Demonic breath.

He scrambled to his feet, knocked off the glass that the mage had brought to his lips with one hand, and quickly pulled Todd across the square table with the other.

Todd was pressed to the table, and what had been a sumptuous meal and wine spilled all over the floor.

The sharp knife in Lancet's hand was pressed against the tavernkeeper's neck, causing him to swallow back the scream that came to his lips in an instant.

"You...... Dry...... What are you doing......" Todd asked with a stammering start.

"Where did the ring come from?" Lancet didn't talk nonsense to him, he grabbed Todd's left hand and showed him the claw ring on his finger.

"What...... Meaning? Todd didn't know what was going on, and he thought Lancet must have gotten something wrong.

"Tell him, Todd." The female mage stood aside and patted the tavernkeeper on the shoulder, looking at Moria's eyes that flashed with magical light, and Todd's mood slowly regained its calm.

"It's Mr. Roman, who came here this morning to inquire about you. He didn't believe you could deal with the monsters here, so before he left, he gave me the ring and said I'd take it to him if I got into any trouble. ”

Todd told the ins and outs of the matter in one breath, and it also gave Lenster the perfect answer to the question that was entrenched in his heart.

"Just for fun?"

The witcher relaxed the power in his hand, and Todd nodded busily.

"It's not fun at all, my friend." Lancet pulled Todd up from the table, patted the food scraps on his shoulder, and spread his hands flat in front of him.

"Give me the ring." Seeing the tavernkeeper's blank expression, Lenster had to remind.

"Oh, okay, okay." Todd happily took off the ring and placed it in the palm of Lanster's hand.

At the time, he just thought the ring was very special and wore it on his hand, but now he doesn't have any nostalgia.

Lancet took the ring and examined it closely, and was 100% sure that the dark red ring carved with a goat's horn was the ringing of the Church of the Horn of Dread, which would become infamous in Tyrenriel.

The Horn of Dread, the Blood Lord and Undead Monarch Aukus, is one of the craziest and most powerful churches in Tyrenriel.

They do everything they can to increase the strength of their undead legions.

And this time the operation of the North County is obviously inseparable from them.

"This Mr. Roman, where does his family live?"

……

After a brief lunch, Lancet and Moriath arrived at the Roman lord's house through the address given to them by the tavernkeeper.

It's a mansion that is hard to see in a small town like Bukshire, but it's empty.

The door of the mansion was left open, and nothing of value was left in the house.

"It seems that this Roman master has genuinely gone to the Horn of Fear." Ranster sneered, there are always people in this world who will be tempted by these demonic churches, and eventually end up with a ruined family.

"So what do we do next?" After hearing that there was a group of the Aukus sect here, Moria's whole person became more positive.

"Go to Lord Damien, he is the only one who can send troops to conduct a carpet search throughout the town, and the two of us alone will not find those guys hiding in the shadows."

Lancet gave the most reasonable advice at the moment, as long as he persuaded the Lord of the Northshire to send a garrison, it would not be long before the whereabouts of those Aukus cultists could be found.

Then the two of them went to the bulletin board in the center of the town to remove the bounty on it, and rode all the way in the direction of the Lord's Palace.

Located north of the center of the North Shire, the Lord's House is a small castle that resembles a fortress.

Originally, this castle was tasked with monitoring the orcs of the north, but it was only after the establishment of the Heder Empire that a guard army composed of legal guards was established at the border, and this military fortress was considered to have completed its historical mission.