The villagers outside began to run back to the village with joy because they noticed that the monster was dead, and began to be busy fighting fires and saving people. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info No one has noticed where Canette has gone yet. In this gap, the Demon Hunter had climbed down the ladder and landed in the basement.

It won't be long before they find out...... His heart began to beat faster, and Canette was a little nervous, unable to be as calm as he was when fighting monsters: after all, these villagers were probably more dangerous than monsters. When you want to hide something from someone, you will always be a little nervous.

Quickening his pace, Canette took a deep breath and began to look around: it was a narrow hallway, with flaming torches hanging from the walls. The hallway is not very deep, and in a moment you can walk to a locked iron door.

Peeking through the crack above the iron door, Cannet's magic eye burned slightly: there were indeed monsters inside. I can sense that faint breath.

The sound of the monster's breathing was even keenly noticed by the witcher. It's very faint, and no matter how you listen to it, it's passed out. Previously, the villagers had poured two bottles of medicine into it in just half an hour, and it was impossible not to fall unconscious at this dose.

These guys are stupid...... Canette frowned: "With so much medicine, you are not afraid to kill it?, and since you still need the fruit that grows on its back, you have to pay attention to the poisonous side effects, right?"

Because it was so dark that he couldn't see anything, Canette turned his gaze away and landed on the big lock.

Is this kind of lock...... After inspecting it, Canette jerked up the cane, transformed it into a sword, and struck a blow to break the chains: too old-fashioned, and almost as good as dealing with unarmed villagers. But it can't stop us at all.

Gently pushing open the iron door, Canette listened to whether anyone was going down the ladder, removed an unlit torch from the wall, and after placing a slight spark in his left hand, he moved closer to the room with his hand. As the area illuminated by the firelight expanded, the scene in front of him shocked him.

A small blue-eyed lizard lay on the ground with a small body, the fruit tree on its body almost withered like its dry and sore-wrenched skin. All four of its claws have their nails removed, and they are chained to prevent it from moving. The one-eyed eye had been brutally gouged out, and now all that was left was the festering socket under the eyelid.

Obviously, the gang knew that the monster's one-eyed was very dangerous, so they dug it out in advance. But strangely, the villagers didn't seem to expect it to release such rays from a distance of more than ten meters when confronted by the big lizard - presumably because the cubs had limited abilities and could only emit very short rays?

...... Or maybe they just want to deprive the prisoners of their eyesight. Some slaves' eyes will also be gouged out, all in the same way. But male slaves are generally used for heavy physical work, so their eyes are generally not gouged out like female slaves. After all, it is difficult for ordinary people to survive after they have no eyes, and slaves still have to wear shackles and shackles, and even if they can survive, they must be strong enough to be mentally strong.

I don't know if it's because of too much potion and untreated trauma, it's scarred, full of abscesses and ulcers. I could vaguely see the traces of these people's attempts to disinfect the monsters, but perhaps because of the different biological species, they were immune to human treatments, or maybe they were simply too badly injured. Because of this, it can't produce that blue fruit for a few days.

After confirming it with your own eyes, everything is straightened out. The blue fruit had only been sold in the village in the past two years, and the road had only been repaired quickly within a few months by the colossus of magical energy summoned by workers and mages. The gang had caught a cub of this monster out of nowhere, and locked it up here to exploit profits.

But the thought of the fruit growing from such a badly wounded, abscess-ridden creature struck him with a wave of disgust, resentment, and sympathy: how cruel these men were. And there is no guarantee of food safety.

...... Squatting down and stroking the unconscious monster, Canette took a deep breath and began to make a final decision: ......what to do? It must be considered.

Can help it get rid of it...... You can just walk away.

To these villagers, Carnett's move was undoubtedly nosy. And it is likely to get into trouble as a result, leading to an armed conflict. Of course, it would be nice if I could just trick them into slipping away - although I killed your little lizard, I also helped you rescue the big lizard, and we don't owe each other.

However, if he didn't kill him, neither Canette nor the villagers had anything to lose. The witcher can get a thank you for taking out the big monster, and the villagers can keep the little lizard that will die soon. Just deliberately ignore the monster's feelings, and this seems to be a pretty happy ending.

But if the little monster screams again, there is no guarantee that it will not attract new clansmen to retaliate one day...... There will be no demon hunters here to help that day, what will they do? Now that they have escaped the crisis this time, there is no guarantee that they will not let up and plant themselves on the next time. Although the future should not be the responsibility of the witcher who did not accept the commission, Canette still thought about it subconsciously.

Considering this, Carnet was quite embarrassed, but he had to make a decision quickly: it seemed that the fire in the village was not serious at all, and the fire was about to be saved. The villagers would soon notice that the witcher was missing. After that, I'll probably come back here to check it out later.

If that happens, there's no choice. It is absolutely impossible to kill the monster in front of them, and it will definitely be stopped. So if you don't make a choice before someone comes, you can only be forced to choose to ignore and leave.

Under the light of the fire, Canette's eyes were complicated under her short black hair.

...... It's better not to get in trouble...... It was a very difficult decision, and Canette sighed and turned around, pinched the torch and walked out of the door: Anyway, this little cub won't live long, I have nothing to do with any trouble?

At this moment, however, the one-eyed lizard suddenly let out a feeble wail. It was as miserable as the voice that resounded in this small village before, but with a hint of helplessness. The sound immediately caused Canette to stiffen his steps and stand in astonishment.

He suddenly felt like a coward looking for an excuse to escape, and he was comical. The so-called hypocrites may refer to people who pretend to care about monsters and then leave on their own.