With a "boom", a huge griffin corpse fell from the sky and smashed into Edward and Geralt's side, and then Elan, who was emitting holy light all over his body, also fell, standing proudly on the body of the griffin's corpse, waiting for Edward's praise. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Geralt looked at the glowing "xenomorph griffin" in amazement, and then squatted down to check the griffin's corpse and said, "This is a royal griffin, it's really strange, this kind of griffin rarely takes the initiative to attack people and villages, how can it ......"

"I think I know the answer. Edward made a birdlike sound, as if communicating with Alan, before he said to Geralt, "This griffon's mate seems to have been killed by humans, and it is taking revenge." ”

"It's sad. Geralt said this, and with no mercy in his hands, he cut off the head of the royal griffon, and then burned the wound on a bonfire, and hung it on the horse's neck.

"How much do you know, and you can also bird talk?" said Geralt after tying the griffon's head.

"Not only do I know the language of birds, but I also know a lot of animal language. "I can even understand a lot of demonic language, and I can teach you if you want to learn it." ”

"Forget it. Geralt waved his hand, "We demon hunters don't have to talk to our prey. ”

After giving Alan a few roasted rabbits, Edward and Geralt returned to the village of White Orchard. In fact, the military camp is not far from here, Geralt can show the griffon's head to the commander of Nilfgaard, and get the news of Yennefer before returning to the village of White Orchard.

"We demon hunters sometimes need to let others know about our exploits in order to get better commissions and collect higher bounties. ”

This was Geralt's explanation, and Edward was able to understand it.

When Geralt took the griffon's head to show it in White Orchard Village, the results were very good. This griffin caused great panic in the village of White Orchard, and when people heard that the griffon had been hunted, even the villagers who had already fallen asleep came out of the room to watch, and some of the villagers and travelers whose relatives were killed by the griffin even wept bitterly and thanked Geralt and Edward.

"These are the motivations that motivate us to keep traveling. Geralt dealt with the villagers with an indifferent expression as he said to Edward, "In addition to material rewards, we also need spiritual ones, otherwise few people will survive the period when no one is paying attention, driven mad by reality, or degenerate into an evil being." ”

After passing through the village and entering the inn, Geralt briefly told Viselmir what had happened, and then returned to his room to rest. The next day, Geralt and Edward returned to the barracks and finally got Yennefer's traces from the commander.

"How did Virgina Yennefer go there?" Geralt handed a map to Edward Dao after leaving the barracks, "It was the capital of the former Temeria, now captured by Nilfgaard. ”

Edward nodded, and looked at the map carefully, and as he looked at the map, the map in the system near the village of White Orchard also expanded, gradually lighting up the map of the whole of Temeria.

"It's not far from Vigema and we can get there before noon now for our departure. Geralt put away his map and said, "It's a big city, and there are a lot of travelers and merchants, so you can ask for information about the person you're looking for." ”

"I hope so. Since Hermione could not be found nearby, Edward, who knew Charlie very well, had great hopes that he would hear about Hermione in Virgina.

Geralt and Edward rode back to the village of White Fruit Orchard to prepare for Vigema.

"I'm not going. Viselmir looked at Edward, "Geralt, it looks like you're getting along well with Edward, and with him with you, I'll be able to return to Kylemohan in peace." ”

"Well, when we find Yennefer......"

Before Geralt could finish speaking, some trouble broke out in the inn, and some drunken people surrounded the innkeeper and said something uncleanly.

A woman with a grief-stricken look angrily scolded the innkeeper for being complicit in Nilfgaard's hospitality to the hateful butchers. Several men in soldier attire around her echoed suits.

"You know the, the butchers hanged my sister alive, dragged her out of the convent like a dog, said that Nilfgaard forbade superstition, that they were not afraid of the wrath of the gods!

The proprietress who had been punched shivered and hid behind the bar, not daring to stimulate the drunkards with words.

"A group of patriots mourning the loss of Temoria. Viselmir glanced at Geralt, who was about to step forward to dissuade him, and said, "I advise you not to cause trouble, we are not good at dealing with this kind of political incident. ”

"It's true, but I can't watch them bully an unarmed lady. Edward smiled and stepped forward to stand in front of the woman, blocking the hotel's proprietress behind her.

"What are you doing, Demon Hunter, this slut doesn't seem to have given you a bounty, and even then you're going to be nosy?" the drunken woman said to Edward without fear, "What if you kill the griffin? ”

"The imagination of a few of you doesn't speak for everyone. Edward was not prepared to draw his sword, he calmly persuaded, "I advise you to calm down and not vent your resentment on ordinary people. Although you think the future is full of darkness, at least you are alive. ”

"Don't talk nonsense here!!" Edward's persuasion was useless to the drunkards, and several of the soldiers impatiently raised their swords and slashed at Edward.

Geralt and Viselmir also drew their iron swords, trying to help, but were stopped by Edward's gaze.

"Wake up!" Edward waved his hand at the group, and the entire hotel immediately flashed with a blinding holy light, causing everyone to almost close their eyes.

The drunkards bathed in the holy light immediately fell to the ground, their flushed faces purified at a speed visible to the naked eye, and instantly returned to normal.

As the light faded, everyone looked at Edward in horror. The drunks rushed out of the hotel in a hurry—not only for their drunken gaffes, but also for the strange glow of the "monster."

"It seems that your light has no effect on them. Geralt walked up and said, "Now you see the consequences of casting magic in front of ordinary people. ”

"But at least they survived, not by your sword. Edward shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Not necessarily, the people of Nilfgaard are not going to leave this group of rebels alone. Geralt said, "Perhaps they will be more miserable than dying by my sword." (To be continued.) )