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Having nothing to do but think about philosophy again, Canette clutched her empty stomach and lamented and pulled the reins.

People feel that demon hunters have the obligation to resist monsters because they have the ability, and they don't feel that these people also need to survive. For example, some employers will put on a condescending attitude, thinking that "I will give you a commission" is worthy of you.

The Dean hated these ungrateful fools. He didn't know how long he had lived, but he seemed to have experienced the last time - it was fifty years ago.

When the Demon Tide arrives, the gates of the Black Mist Demon Realm will be opened at the same time in each world. Every time a demon tide passes, many new varieties of monsters will be left in the World Tree. The demons of the Black Mist Demon Realm are quite crazy and uncommunicative, they are not satisfied with the barrenness and smallness of their Demon Realm, so they have always wanted to gain control of the World Tree.

Every time the demon tide arrives, the warriors other than the witchers will suffer heavy casualties like paper paste. Only then will those in power remember the existence of demon hunters and begin to recruit demon hunters in a hurry. As soon as the tide passed, he symbolically sent them away, and then sat back and relaxed—anyway, the tide would have to happen once in ten years at the earliest.

It's quite ironic. In fact, the demon hunters never ask them for any reward, because even if no one wants to go, we will fight the demon tide. This is driven by a strong sense of purpose.

When the Witcher was really needed, a bunch of idiots cried and begged for help. When I asked for money after helping, I immediately turned my face and didn't recognize anyone. Sometimes the remuneration of a commission is not even enough to make potions to heal wounds.

.................. To sum up, Lao Tzu is about to starve to death! Almost all of the dry food has been eaten, and only a little of it has been confiscated by the guards as a hidden weapon (too hard)...... Looking at the dwarves selling big meat buns on the street, Canette wanted to cry without tears: what I think about being so poor is the fault of society.

I want to take revenge on society...... Why is there so much delicious food here......

Helplessly admiring the street scenery, Canette endured the temptation of many tangy delicacies while silently thinking of something else to divert his attention. This made him have to continue to think about the philosophical musings he had just had.

No, I feel hollowed out. I'm so hungry...... Unable to continue thinking, Canette clenched the reins weakly: "When I need to think about something to pass the time, I usually think about what to eat next.

...... For example, whether you eat cured pork or corned beef, corned beef and cured pork? Anyway, that's all there is to it, plus unleavened dead bread and wild fruits that seem to be edible (witchers are very resistant to poison anyway).

"Wow...... What a beautiful horse!" An Aiya girl hugged the ball and ran in front of Al excitedly, blocking the horse's path: "Can I touch it?"

"Don't, go, Aya plays! she'll kick—huh?" staring at the Dire Pony in amazement, who was sticking out his tongue and licking Aya's hand and making her laugh, Canette asked embarrassedly, "Why didn't you kick her?"

Al glanced at the witcher with disdain, and after seeing Aya leave excitedly, he picked up a small stone and scratched a few strokes on the ground, the content was still extremely cold: "It's just a good mood." ”

All right...... Feeling unable to refute it, Canette hesitated for a moment, and had to continue to follow Al on the road: I don't dare to say anything. If she suddenly set fire to her whole body, she would burn me to death immediately.

Imagining what it would taste like after he was baked, the hungry Canette smirked a few times and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Damn, eat, eat, eat, why don't I kill you! Suddenly smelling an extremely strong fragrance, Canette turned his head in annoyance, and secretly meowed a big fat man who was burping and sitting on the side of the street with a whole ostrich leg or a chimera leg (?): you! A rich man with a fat brain and a fat pig like a pig.

The great grievance from the poor seemed to have been noticed by the big fat man (in fact, Carnett was drooling). He hiccuped again, began to beat his heavy belly, and gasped for breath in pain and mockery: "Hey...... I can't eat it at all...... Some people are just poor and sour, they can only watch others eat meat, and they don't dare to let go of their farts. ”

"Damn, if I don't dare to make trouble now, I'll go over and kill you right away!" Canette was also angry, and yelled at the big fat man: "Damn, you have to do it with me beforehand! I'll put you down in three seconds, believe it or not!"

Am I blowing too much, and I said to put it down in three seconds...... As soon as he said this, Canette suddenly regretted it a little: even if this kind of big fat man can't fight, he will always be quite good at being beaten.

The big fat man was immediately stunned, so he quickly glanced to the side and pretended that nothing had happened just now. Carnett, who had expected to beat him up and snatch the suspected ostrich leg away, had to give up and pull the reins again.

No, my sense of mission as a demon hunter is calling for something to eat...... Looking around in a daze, Canette tried to find a shop that sold cheap food: he couldn't afford anything expensive, so he could get a piece of bread to eat.

Damn, I still have to nibble on bread when I get to Jinyang City! The mood immediately became depressed, and Canette looked at the sky that was about to darken, and held his breath: What is the problem? I don't have the money to go to accommodation, and I guess I have to sleep outside tonight.

Feeling that he could no longer stay in the street filled with the smell of food, the witcher endured his dizziness and rode his horse into an alley.

"It's all because of you, Al!" Canette grumbled angrily, tugging at the reins, "I used to have more than four hundred fars on me, but it's good that it's all gone." What do you think I'm going to do tonight?"

...... The Dire Horse stopped his horse's hooves and looked around, as if trying to find a stone to write his proposal. However, because there were no stones, he continued to walk.

"Hey......" Seeing this, Canette couldn't help but worry, "If only you could talk, Al." Or can you become a human or something...... That's a lot more convenient. ”

...... Al seemed to think the same way, and fell silent.

There are very few creatures that can take on human form, the most well-known being dragons, cat demons, and shapeshifters. Without outside help, the Dire Ponies are incapable of becoming human.

So Cannet, who knows this well, is just talking. But he really wished Al could speak. At least you won't kick someone again inexplicably, and you can directly let that person get out.