"Smack!"

The door to the tavern was pushed open, and a large man walked in, the big man was bald, but the hair on his body was very vigorous, whether it was the beard, the chest and the armpits, there were lush golden retrievers, and the whole person looked like an enlarged version of the golden retriever. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The big man carried a man bound by a green rope on his shoulders, and when he walked into the tavern, the big man threw the man on his shoulders directly to the side of his seat, and then sat down with a knife on his own.

Rubbing his hands together to drive away the cold caused by a long walk outside, the big man couldn't help but shout at the boss: "Barbecue, rum, quick, quick!"

The big head slapped the table like a child, looking impatient.

At this time, a middle-aged woman holding a horsewhip and wearing a suit of armor walked in, and naturally sat down in front of the big table, and when she saw the big man slapping the table while urging, she couldn't help frowning and said:

"Milanci, how many times have I told you, you are a nobleman, nobles must abide by the etiquette that belongs to nobles, look at you now, like a beggar begging for food!"

The big man, known as "Milanci", saw that the woman was angry, and immediately sat upright, and then muttered, "I know Mommy." ”

"Hey, I said Katarina, did you have another harvest today?" the boss brought two large bowls of broth to the table, and then brought a large jar of rum.

The boss is very respectful to this mother-son pair, and their arrival has made this town, which is often harassed by dark creatures, peaceful for half a year, because this mother and son are a pair of witchers.

This world is a world where human beings and many creatures coexist, because of the existence of the Vatican's Holy See, human society at least occupies an absolute advantage on the bright side, but the attack of dark creatures inevitably has a great impact on the production and life of ordinary human beings.

For ordinary people, dark creatures are terrifying existences, and unless they are the regular army of the kingdom, it is difficult for a small town to resist the attacks of dark creatures.

But it is precisely because of this that the emergence of the demon hunter profession was born;

After all, the power of the Holy See is also limited, even if every big city has a church of the Holy See, which will be guarded by priests and Templars, but it is difficult to effectively take care of more remote places, and witchers are basically operating in this kind of place, hunting dark creatures, charging local commissions that is, protection fees, of course, it doesn't matter if the locals are so poor that they can bring their prey to a nearby church, they will also get a lot of money according to the level of the prey.

"Old Holding, business has not been doing well lately, but fortunately I caught a big one this time, and I plan to take him with my son to the church of Triumph City in exchange for a prize, and I don't think I will return here after that. Caterina drank a large glass of rum and said proudly.

As he spoke, he kicked the man who was tied at his feet, "Old Holding, guess what's this?"

"Hehe, you're gone, and we're not feeling safe, alas. Old Holding didn't have much interest in dark creatures, and he didn't dare to take a closer look, but he still had the eyesight, and the thin skin and tender flesh of this bound man was unlikely to be a werewolf, so it was probably a vampire.

"Who told your mayor to be too stingy? We'd like to pay a monthly salary to guard this town, but your mayor doesn't. Caterina complained that she actually longed for the life of ordinary people, and her son had reached the age of entering school, as a down-and-out aristocratic family, Caterina valued her son's education, and she didn't want her son to continue to hold the title of nobility in the future but still work as a witcher.

After all, witchers are like mercenaries, and they may one day die tragically at the hands of dark creatures.

"Alas, Mayor Marel is like that, he just guards his little coffers and is unwilling to let go, and he will not be anxious until there are more people in the town. "Holding is obviously very dissatisfied with his own mayor, after all, everyone wants the town to have witchers to live for a long time to protect everyone's safety.

"Okay, what about the barbecue?" Caterina was also hungry, and she also knew that a bowl of broth could not fill her son's stomach at all, and the witcher had a dangerous job, but the salary was still very high, so there was no need to save on food and clothing.

"I sent someone to buy meat from the Orion. Holding smiled a little embarrassedly, and pointed to the man in the black trench coat sitting at the back of the tavern, "This gentleman has wrapped all the meat in our shop before you." ”

"Meat, meat, meat. After drinking the broth, the big man Miranci cried out again in dissatisfaction, but when he saw his mother's gaze, he immediately withered again, and this big man with the strength to hunt adult werewolves alone was as docile as a kitten in front of his mother.

Caterina looked at the man sitting at the table in the corner with some curiosity, and asked suspiciously, "Old Holding, you don't think there are any guests today, so you ............."

"No, no, no, it's this guest, who really packed all the meat prepared today, and he's more than half of it now. Holding wondered a little, and at this time, Holding secretly put his hand into his pocket and took out a handful of gold coins, and said in a low voice: "Lady Katerina, you can help me see, which country's currency is this?"

Holding is not worried that Caterina will rob her money, in fact, every witcher needs to go to the church to file, otherwise you will not be able to receive the reward if you hunt a higher level of dark creatures, and the church also has extremely strict control over the professional group of witchers, if the witchers dare to do something bullying, then sorry, the Templars will come to you for tea immediately.

"I've never seen this kind of gold coin. Caterina replied, and then she began to comfort her son, coaxing him to wait a little longer and have meat to eat, well, perhaps, if the Orion happened to have prey there.

As for these coins, they originally came from the burial goods of the Oriental tombs, and the people here naturally did not recognize them.

The man in the trench coat sitting in the corner was eating the charcoal-grilled steak he had made, in this place, condiments were really scarce, and he could only marinate the meat briefly with the simplest condiments, of course, it was just a formality, because he couldn't wait to eat the meat.

Piece by piece, as if they had just been released from prison or had never eaten meat in their lives.

The smell of grilled steak kept wafting over, which greatly stimulated the big man Milanci, and even with his mother's comfort, he couldn't sit still, and at that moment, he stood up directly and walked to the back table.

Caterina frowned slightly, but she wasn't ready to say anything, she knew that her son would use money to do things, this dogma, his son would still abide by it, and she couldn't bear to see her son starve so hard, you must know that the mother and son had been chasing in the forest outside the town for three days before they caught this guy under the table now, which was hard and self-evident.

"Smack!"

A small bag of gold coins was placed on the table, and Milanci pointed to the grilled steak on the table and shouted, "Gold coins, for you, meat, for me!"

However, the response that Milanch waited for was just a simple word:

"Get out. ”

Miranci's chest rose and fell, and he tapped the table harder, repeating, "Gold, for you, meat, for me!"

This time, the other party didn't bother to take care of him at all, and directly put a piece of beef into his mouth to chew, and he looked like he was enjoying it.

Milanci's breathing began to grow more and more rapid, a sign that he was about to get angry.

And Caterina on this side also stood up and shouted to that side: "Sir, we just caught a dark creature to protect the safety of the town, my son is hungry, he needs some of your meat to replenish himself, we buy it from you with money, this is a reasonable request!"

I have to say that the rules of the Holy See in this world are a bit similar to the rules of broadcasting, even if a powerful professional group like a demon hunter wants to bully ordinary people a little, he still has to reason first.

Of course, no matter how strictly controlled by the Holy See, the witchers are not really humble enough to cross the street, their status is equivalent to half a Templar, so as long as some things are not done too much, the reason makes sense, most of the Holy See will turn a blind eye, after all, the Holy See also needs a large group of witchers to help them suppress the dark creatures, and the Bishop and the Templar adults still prefer to stay in the church and listen to the Lord's teachings, where there is time to run around.

However, the guest continued to eat his own meat as he pleased, without the slightest intention of paying attention.

Milanci couldn't help it and reached out and grabbed the other party's shoulder, he was going to throw the other person out, and then sit down to eat meat himself.

Caterina just glanced at Old Holding, who smiled knowingly and signaled that she wouldn't report it.

Soon, however, the expressions on the faces of Holding and Caterina froze;

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and Miranci's huge body was thrown straight out, and his body smashed through the wooden wall and threw it into the stable next door.

The man, on the other hand, continued to eat his barbecue.

Caterina was like a frightened kitten, oh no, it was a middle-aged cat, she quickly drew her sword, and the fighting spirit on her body also rose, and she asked sharply:

"Your Excellency, who are you, a knight from the Holy See or ...... Someone in the dark camp. ”

A guy who can throw her son away in the blink of an eye, Caterina definitely doesn't dare to take it lightly.

At this moment, the sloppy man who had been thrown by Milan at the bottom of the table and tied with a green rope seemed to sense something suddenly, and roared with his last strength:

"Concubine...... Aifei ...... Are you here to save me............"