Lund. Hearthfire Tavern.

Located on the southeast side of the Old Town, this tavern has a shabby décor but is crowded with drinkers.

Two men dressed as witch hunters sat in the corner, whispering a business at this time, and a circle was vacated around them, and few ordinary people dared to sit next to them.

The business discussed by the two witch hunters is about an out-of-town merchant with a slight asset.

The businessman has a beautiful daughter, and they are planning how to give her the status of a witch, and if they get a little proof that she might be a 'witch', then the two of them can make a windfall.

Normally, ordinary people who encounter this kind of thing know that they should solve it with money if they are smart enough.

Even if there were old stubborn people who didn't want to take the money out, they could have taken the girl away and locked up for a few days, and no one would know what would happen in the dark dungeon in those few days.

In most cases, these people who are blackmailed by witch hunters are trying to settle it with money.

The secular and church have given witch hunters the power to arrest, and this power is not strictly restricted, many people are mixed into the ranks of witch hunters because it is profitable, whether they are witches or not is completely a matter of their words, a little evidence can lock people up, and even if they are rescued, they will be tortured, and many girls commit suicide in this way.

Over the years, many beautiful maidens have fled to the southern islands, because they are the religious area of the goddess Freya, and the church that serves her is different from the eternal fire, and they will protect women and children.

This goddess is the oldest belief in this world.

The religious symbols are virgins, pregnant women and old women, her priests have certain spells, but are more proficient in herbalism, have a good relationship with the druids, will shelter those persecuted women, her priesthood is more extensive, earth, love, fertility and so on are brought, but mainly for the female realm, many midwives learned from her priests.

The Goddess's Church has a tense relationship with the Eternal Flame, often protecting maidens who are persecuted by witch hunters.

Ten minutes later.

The two witch hunters had already quietly discussed a plan to frame them tomorrow, and they walked out with their shoulders hooked up and turned directly into a small alley.

"Do you want to have some fun tonight? A group of girls from the north came to the port. A witch hunter unbuckled his trouser belt and said with a mouth full of wine, "I heard they are very welcoming! ”

"Really? You can see it. The other witch hunter laughed.

Open defecation was a common occurrence in this day and age, especially in this old town where the poor lived.

Stomp and tread.

At that moment, a man in a gray-black cloak also walked out of the tavern, and as he went, he put his hand on the waistband of his trousers, as if he was also going to pee nearby.

"Get out of here. Yokel! The witch hunter next to him scolded unceremoniously.

A cold light streaked through.

Just when the two witch hunters sensed that something was wrong, the man suddenly swung the dagger at his waist, and with a clean blow, blood gushed out, and the two witch hunters in front of him were cut throats at the same time.

Bang bang.

One of Fantesin's faces was exposed to the moonlight, and he swung his dagger and stabbed the witch hunters in the kidneys, holding their heads until their bodies stopped twitching.

"Ahem! Bah! ”

A mouthful of thick phlegm landed on the body of the witch hunter.

Fantesin thought for a moment, kicked the two corpses with his foot in disgust, and then flipped them over and reached out to fumble them.

He pulled out two money bags.

"I can't see that you're quite rich." Fan Tesin reached out and weighed the money bag, and turned directly out of the alley.

Under the cover of night.

Leaving the city alone, Vantesin rode a horse straight in the direction of Cologne.

Before leaving, he released a black crow.

Vicardo. Bear Valley Town.

It's a town that's not wealthy, with a population of just over a thousand, because there are a lot of ferocious beasts nearby, and there aren't too many merchants passing by.

In front of the town is a small blacksmith shop.

Its owner is an unusually strong and tall man, strong as a brown bear, he has gray hair, he has a short temper, he doesn't like to deal with people, he just sits at the door and smokes in a daze every day, and occasionally picks up a heavy subway hammer and knocks out a few kitchen knives.

The man, Lev, has been living here for almost five years.

He doesn't usually like to get along with people, so no one will come to disturb him, and no one will cause trouble, you must know that when he first came here, he killed a black bear with his bare hands.

In the past, widowed women in the village would take a fancy to him, wondering if the two of them could make do with each other.

But the old fellow refused every time, and in the end no one mentioned it again. He looked to be in his forties, childless, living alone in a blacksmith's shop, and seemed a bit out of place in the town, and he was a weird in the eyes of the others.

Bang dang.

Today, the old man still sits at the door of the blacksmith and smokes his tobacco, and he has a little friendship with some dwarves, and often gets a little tobacco from the dwarves.

Occasionally, someone would pass by, but no one would bother him.

Because this is a very strange person, he can sometimes stay alone for a whole day in a daze.

It's getting dark.

Just as Lev was about to pack up and close the door, suddenly a cold light pierced his chest, and in this moment of life and death, the old man avoided it with the agility he should not have, and then instantly picked up a heavy hammer and smashed it over.

Bang dang!

In the darkness, an emaciated figure rolled back and pulled a little distance, and when the other party pounced on him like an angry brown bear, he coughed and said in a hoarse voice, "Long time no see." Old guy. ”

"I thought you couldn't carry a weapon anymore."

Lev stopped, picked up a heavy hammer and struck the felt, and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing here with me, this poisonous snake?" ”

In the dim light of the fire.

In front of him, a hideous face with scars was revealed, he couldn't tell his age, he wore an eye patch, it seemed that he had lost one eye, his body was very thin, his chest seemed to have been seriously injured, a little panting, and occasionally coughing, he showed a trace of ugly hideous smile, and said in a hoarse voice: "That old crow has moved!" ”

A sealed letter was thrown over.

Lev caught it casually, glanced at it by the light of the fire, his breathing suddenly became a little shorter, and then turned his head to look at the hideous man in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "What? You poisonous snakes can't help it? ”

"Boom." The emaciated man seemed to have been severely tortured before, his vocal cords should have been injured, his laughter was harsh, and he said hoarsely: "Have you forgotten the blood that the Xiong School shed back then?" ”

"Again."

"You've lost all your fighting spirit, like those cowards."

"Ready to pretend to be an ordinary blacksmith here until old age and death?"

Rumble.

Lev slapped the iron felt suddenly, rushed forward with agility that did not match his size, and picked up the man in front of him with one hand, suppressed his roar and restraint, and said slowly: "You say it again!" ”

The hideous-looking man in front of him raised his hands and said with a penetrating smile: "Calm down." ”

"So many years."

"You're still so grumpy!"

Bang.

Lev casually threw the man down, picked up a bottle of wine, took a sip and said, "You are sending you to death!" ”

"What? Are you afraid of death? The man's face looked like a ghost in the firelight, and he laughed strangely: "Lev, who killed the griffin beast with his bare hands, will also be afraid of death one day?" ”

Bang dang.

Lev picked up the hammer and struck it hard, and said in a deep voice: "Old viper." Are you looking for death? ”

Boom.

The hideous-faced man laughed miserably, glanced at Lev in front of him, and then turned to leave, and a hoarse voice came from afar: "I have already brought the words." ”

"We respect your choice."

"The bear may have lost his fighting spirit, but the pit viper will never forget the hatred!"

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(The subscription ratio is a bit low, and it seems that there are a lot of people who watch piracy.) I don't know what to say, so let's work the codeword. Ask for monthly pass support. The inflammation is healed, and I will find time to extract my wisdom teeth in the next two days. Boom. ）

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