"I'm Geralt, from Livia." The other side gave a brief hello to Gordon.

This is a middle-aged man with a unique temperament, and he belongs to the kind that people will never forget at a glance. He has a slightly messy beard, and he can clearly see a few healed scars on his face, and there must be a lot of stories hidden behind it.

The man, who called himself Geralt, tied his long silver hair into a ponytail, and when he ran just now, his hair kept jumping with the movements of his body, which looked extremely dynamic. Coupled with his angular face and deep blue eyes, he is obviously a handsome middle-aged man who kills lonely young women and young girls with young springs.

Of course, Gordon was neither a lonely young woman nor a pregnant girl, so he only glanced at the other man's face for a moment before turning his attention to Mr. Geralt's equipment. He was dressed in a set of black, hard studded leather armor, which was a bit old and still stained with scratches and blood, but judging by the exquisite workmanship and the fluctuations of arcane energy it emitted, it was an extraordinary piece of magical equipment.

Geralt has a delicate hand crossbow mounted on a steel bracer on his left hand. The crossbow is carved with the head of a goat that has been cut off. In the occult, the goat is a symbol of demons, so this hand crossbow, which is also obviously enchanted, should be a weapon used to deal with demons.

In addition, this Mr. Geralt carried two long swords on his back. Although it was impossible to tell the difference between the two longswords hidden in their scabbards, a mage like Gordon, who was very sensitive to energy, could still feel that one of the longswords was made of sterling silver. And it has been enchanted by special means, so that it has divine power. It is also a specialized weapon against demons and other evil creatures. And the other long sword, enchanted with fire energy. Estimates are used to cope with the general situation.

With such equipment, the identity of Mr. Geralt in front of him is already about to be revealed.

"I'm Gordon. Freeman, are you a witcher? ”

Geralt nodded, and replied in a distinctive, slightly deep and hoarse voice, "Yes, good observation, Mr. Mage." ”

Although they don't know each other. However, the two of them just worked together to drive away Zakaria who was holding the Demon Heart, so the communication was friendly.

Geralt looked around and muttered, "What a bad day." Looks like I've taken on a business that doesn't really hurt. He paused, then added, "Well, the employer has finally arrived." ”

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged female priest with a stern expression led a group of temple warriors and mages to appear in the neighborhood where Gordon had just encountered the dark elves.

"Archbishop Dudeka." Geralt greeted the middle-aged female priest from afar.

But the other party is obviously in a bad mood. He walked over with an unhappy expression. She glanced at Geralt. Glancing at Gordon again, he asked, "What about the enemy?" Did you let him escape? ”

"That's no ordinary enemy, Archbishop Dudeka. You've played against him and know what he's capable of. ”

"Hmph, the other party is only so arrogant because he got that demon heart. You should have stopped him at any cost. With just a few more minutes, I will be able to lead the Templars to arrive and encircle the enemy. Do you know how wrong you are? ”

The accusations and dissatisfaction in Ms. Dudeka's words seemed to overflow. Stains the air with a bitter and sour taste. However, Geralt the Witcher didn't seem to care, and continued to smile: "Archbishop Dudeka." You joined forces with your Templar and Templar Mage to stop the cultist in front of the consulate for less than a minute. This Mr. Mage and I fought that guy for more than two minutes, and we managed to do him harm. I think we've done our best. What's more, you paid gold to hire me, and I used my professional knowledge and combat skills to serve you, but the contract did not stipulate that I would selflessly sacrifice my life. ”

"The Witcher......" Lady Dudika glanced at Geralt out of the corner of her eye, and her contempt was palpable.

Demon hunters belong to a type of mercenary and are warriors who fight demons and other evil creatures for money. And this Archbishop is a strong and persistent believer. She has a noble and noble idealism, and she fights demons for the sake of faith and goddesses, so naturally she doesn't like a guy like Geralt who smells of copper. If it weren't for the fact that her staff was really short of manpower, and Geralt was a well-known figure in the witcher industry, I am afraid she would not have hired them at all.

The Demon Heart is an extremely important and crucial item for the Church of the Dawn. Losing it means that the whole church will have one more formidable and intractable enemy. Today, the city of Fryjus was attacked and suffered huge losses, and if it can finally prevent the Death Yizhi Sect from obtaining the Demon Heart, it is easy to say. But they failed. So the archbishop was naturally not in a good mood.

The fiery Archbishop's lady turned her attention to Gordon again: "Mage, report your identity." ”

Judging from the conversation between Madame Dudeka and Geralt just now, Gordon already knew that the archbishop was not very good-tempered, and was probably of the type that was strict with himself and harsh with others. Gordon doesn't like grumpy women, especially grumpy old and not very good-looking. However, due to the identity of the other party, he still patiently made a noble salute and replied: "Gordon. Freeman, Count of Hyven. ”

Gordon's status as a count did not make any difference to Lady Dudeka. Perhaps for this archbishop, the weight of an earl is not enough for her to look the other way and change her attitude. She continued to question: "Mr. Count, you, as a citizen and ruling class of Ferreton, are obliged to defend this land with a single force. Why don't you stop that cultist. ”

"Archbishop, I've done my best." Gordon patiently repeated Geralt's words. In order to fend off the dark elf's attack, he had to use the Origin Soil. The value of the energy consumption of these precious elements is immeasurable. He did not feel obligated to stop or destroy the enemy at any cost. He's done enough in today's surprise attack.

"For the sake of the brilliance of the goddess of dawn, we should dedicate a qiē! Already doing your best? I think this is just a statement of blame! ”

"I'm sorry, but I believe in Ion, the god of knowledge." Gordon didn't want to entangle with the Dudika lady anymore and turned away. In his opinion, the arrival of the archbishop, far from helping to stop the plans of the Death Cult, would add to the chaos. Although the archbishop is capable, he has this almost unsociable personality, which is simply another type of pig teammate. (To be continued......)