Back in the room, Leon removed his torn scales and striped shirt.

He pulled out a dark red potion and smeared half of the viscous liquid into the wound, while the other half drank it down.

The smell was as bad as ever, and he frowned.

The wound was cool at first, and then there was a sharp itching sensation, as if an ant was gnawing at his flesh.

He struggled to hold on to the scratch and looked down.

I saw a layer of wriggling flesh sprout from the hideous wound, and they clasped each other tightly, like zippers, sewing the rolled flesh together again.

It was the same kind of Flame Salamander potion he had taken, but it was significantly lower.

With his own resilience, this kind of wound that ordinary people will probably never heal only needs one night to heal perfectly.

It's not that he didn't carry a potion with a more immediate effect, but he didn't have to use it.

Because the stronger the potency, the stronger the resistance, and good steel needs to be used on the cutting edge.

Even with a potions master like Lady Angelina behind him, Leon still didn't think he had the capital to squander it wantonly.

At this time, a wave of fatigue hit.

He wanted to take a nap to refresh himself.

But at the moment, the noise outside is even louder.

He looked through the narrow window into the open space inside the castle.

With the permission of Princess Kalulina, the people stopped all their work and gathered in the square to sing and dance.

Barrels were brought in and piled up into a hill.

They sang loudly and drank good wine.

It was as if even the class barrier had disappeared for a short time, and everyone's face was full of smiles, as if they were looking forward to a better life in the future.

Seeing this scene, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

He seemed to realize that the true meaning of a witcher might be more than just collecting money and doing things.

The next morning, he packed his bags, received the bounty he had prepared, and went to the stables.

Taking advantage of the lack of people, he used the Sword of Victory to split up the Daredevil's body, taking the heart and wings that contained his soul.

They were stuffed into the horse's belly and accompanied by Count Dracula's head.

The rest of the puppet could not be preserved, so it was forced to be used as the material for the activation of the puppet, and with some of Count Dracula's treasures, a new puppet war horse was made.

Intermediate puppets shine in the snow.

Define a good war horse, travel thousands of miles a day, such as walking on the ground, charging quickly, storing things in the belly, indestructible, spitting acid

In fact, he still prefers to make a flying mount, and has the Daredevil's wings as a ready-made excellent material.

Unfortunately, his magic couldn't support him to add another definition of flight to "Shine Snow".

But there's no need to rush, just wait until he breaks through the middle sequence and then rework it again.

He led the white horse, which seemed to have no change in appearance, but had actually turned the world upside down, and walked towards the city gate.

Unexpectedly, there were already people gathered there, and unfamiliar faces were a little nervous and apprehensive, holding their own specialties and handing them to Li Ang.

Their eyes were full of hope, as if they hoped that Leon would take their gifts.

Leon's gaze swept over the bacon, ham, bread, pickles, arrow shafts and other miscellaneous items they were holding, and finally stopped at the >> held by a young girl

Flowers.

That's probably a yellow dandelion.

The girl looked at Leon with a little wistfulness, and then saw the mysterious witcher reach out and take the flower from her hand, and solemnly place it in her arms.

Her face turned red instantly, and she said something.

But Leon did not understand Slavic, so he just smiled and nodded his head in thanks.

In the girl's lost gaze, he waved his hand to the people, and then walked out of the city gate without looking back.

Berval followed closely behind him, and the guardian knight of Her Royal Highness the princess chuckled: "The knight of Leon is actually a very gentle person in his bones, has anyone told you that you look good when you smile, and the legendary Lancelot is probably just like you laugh." ”

Li Ang said noncommittally: "I'm not smiling. ”

Also, I haven't cuckolded anyone else.

Boval shook his head and said, "That's different, your usual smile looks cold, but just now, it was very gentle. ”

"Really?"

Leon touched his face.

But at this moment, he was surprised to find that his lost humanity had returned, and he was only one percent away from being completely restored.

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Well, even as you said, I like the flowers that the little girl gave me." ”

He turned over and jumped on the snow, and said softly: "Send you a thousand miles, there will be a farewell, just come here." ”

Berger asked, "Can we ever see each other again?"

Leon said noncommittally, "Maybe I'll go back to Sicily the way I came." ”

Bolval nodded, "Okay, then we'll have a good time!"

Li Ang waved his hand, and then rode into the dust.

Bolval looked at his back, looking a little yearning and loss, and he knew that he might never live like that again.

Leaving Windsor Castle, Leon rode the snow and galloped north.

Thanks to the ability to walk on flat ground, it is not only faster but also less bumpy to run.

In this way, he had left Bohemia and entered the territory of the Kingdom of Poland in the evening.

Two hundred years ago, Poland was a Slavic polytheistic country, and like the Kingdom of Bohemia, it was also a predominantly West Slavic state.

As a result, the religious environment here is relatively relaxed, and the further north you go, the lower the influence of Catholicism.

In the Principality of Lithuania in northeastern Poland, a primitive religion was practiced even at this time, and it was the stronghold of several witch schools, and there were regular witch gatherings.

It was not until the future that it was beaten half to death by the Teutonic Knights that Lithuania was "forced" to convert to Catholicism and merge with Poland to form the "United Kingdom".

Leon's final leg of his route was via the Principality of Lithuania, crossing the Baltic Sea by sea and then passing through Sweden into Norway.

He was interested in visiting the witches' gatherings in Lithuania.

After all, he now owns most of Count Dracula's property, and he is in a position to purchase some rare materials for making high-end puppets.

Of course, it's not just Lithuania's witch gatherings, there is said to be a famous dragon training ranch in Norway.

There, he planned to spend all his wealth and procure all the materials he could make dragon puppets.

Just then, Leon saw a small town ahead.

It was getting late, so he picked up his speed and ran towards the town.