When I arrived at Tadi Village, the sun had already risen in the sky, and many villagers were hurrying to the pier on the road.

On the side of the road at the entrance of the village, several young children are playing a game of fighting monsters with wooden sticks.

Seeing them appear, a little boy immediately left his companion behind and ran over.

"Mr. Witcher, do you remember me?"

Looking at the boy who was following him with a look of hope, Huck laughed, isn't this the same Hart who loves to ask questions?

"Of course remember, Tomilla is in the village?"

"Yes, but she's busy right now, and two horrible men in black are looking for her."

"Oh!"

Hearing the boy's words, the demon hunters glanced at each other, and a bad premonition welled up in their hearts.

When they came to the entrance of the village, the two dismounted and walked towards the village with the reins, followed by several young children.

Little Hart walked beside them, saying a word from time to time, and then looked back at his companion triumphantly, rather proudly.

Soon, they saw two Nilfgaard soldiers on horseback, looking like messengers, in a hurry.

When they arrived at the Elder's residence, the two saw the herbalist who was anxiously pacing the doorway and Elder Frank standing aside.

"You're finally here!"

Seeing them, Tomilla immediately greeted them excitedly, while Frank on the side was obviously surprised.

"This is my teacher, Demon Hunter Viselmir!"

The two of them tied their horses to the courtyard and followed the herbalist and the elder into the house, and as soon as they entered, Huck gave an introduction to everyone.

"Master Viselmir, Master Huck, shall we go over now?"

Tomella's expression was anxious, and her first words were urging her to hurry on her way, looking worried about her friend.

"Don't worry, Tomera," the old witcher finally spoke, "it's still early, and we'll need to wait until noon when the sun is at its strongest. ”

"Why? Morris needs us now, maybe, maybe, he's injured and needs to be healed, and we should get over as soon as possible. ”

"First of all, I must tell you that the chances of your friend being rescued are extremely small, and you have to be prepared."

Viselmir sat down unhurriedly, then picked up the tea on the table and took a leisurely sip.

"No, he must still be alive."

"The battle was already a few days ago, and your friend is on the weaker side, so the chances of survival are few and far between."

Huck glanced at her, saw how excited she was, and gave her another shot.

"If, if that's the case, I'm going to at least find his body, I don't want Morris to rot in the sun with the man in black."

"Well, in that case, let's talk about the pay, you know that witchers don't work in vain, and before that, I want to ask, what do the Nilfgaard people do with you?"

As soon as she was asked about this, the herbalist's face suddenly became a little ugly, she hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth.

"The Man in Black now has too many sick and wounded, and there is an extreme shortage of medical personnel, so all the nearby herbalists and physicians are required to go to the barracks to serve.

I had already refused several times because I had so many children to take care of, and this time they gave a death order to report to the barracks by sunset tomorrow. ”

Hearing this, Huck's eyes lit up, the Nilfgaard people are really good friends, this is simply a divine assist.

"I heard from the village chief that you don't have any money, so maybe we can negotiate a better way to pay you..."

......

It was noon, and the sun was high.

The area of engagement was located northeast of the crossroads, near the main road.

It was once a camp for the Temerian army, with the men in black fighting their way out of the woods and then the two sides strangling in the open space in front of the camp.

Corpses are everywhere, rivers of blood flow, and the tragedy of the scene is shocking.

Blue and white and black were entangled, lying quietly on the muddy floor, scorched by the scorching sun, emitting a foul stench, without distinguishing between each other, without distinction between high and low.

"Why wasn't the battlefield cleared in time? The corpses are not buried, so it is easy to cause epidemics and even plagues~"

Looking at the battlefield stacked with corpses, Viselmir frowned.

"It is said that although the man in black won, he was frightened and left the battlefield in a hurry, never to return."

Tomera stood on the high slope with a pale face, looking at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood below the slope, and felt sick to his stomach.

Even though she had seen a lot of corpses, the Shura Hell in front of her still made her legs tremble, her heart panicked, and she relied on super willpower to barely continue to stand here.

"I know a mage who said that corpse-eating creatures also do some good things, they help clean up the corpses and avoid the epidemic of disease, and now it seems that there is some truth to it."

Viselmir narrowed his eyes as he looked at the ghouls wandering the battlefield.

"You should probably tell him that ghouls also prey on the living." Huck smiled, his gaze a little solemn as he looked at the battlefield.

"He doesn't need to know this, because Master Mage won't leave his beloved laboratory."

As he spoke, the old witcher looked at the scorching sun in the sky, took out the red corpse-eating bio-oil, and began to prepare.

"I can't imagine that there are so many ghouls in such a strong light at noon."

Emily's voice suddenly sounded behind her, and the sorceress, who had not seen a figure since entering the village, finally appeared.

"Sunlight only weakens ghouls, but it can't stop their greed for flesh"

Drawing the silver sword, Huck turned to look at the voluptuous woman and asked, "Can you support us with magic?" ”

"No problem," Emily nodded.

After evenly coating the silver sword with sword oil, Huck pulled out two more potions.

The old witcher nodded to Huck and the sorceress and made his way to the battlefield.

"You stay here and come back when we're done cleaning up."

Huck admonished the herbalist and followed Viselmir, with Emily following close behind.

Approaching the edge of the battlefield, Huck poured the two bottles of potion into his mouth, black veins crawling all over his face as the properties of the potion began to take effect.

The azure potion is Paicui, and the green potion is thunder.

[Paicui: 25 Toxicity, 15% increased Seal Effect, 300 seconds effect time]

Ghouls were scattered throughout the battlefield, and there were at least twenty of them.

Fortunately, the battlefield area is large, and they are relatively loosely distributed, so you don't have to face all the monsters at once.

"Deal with what is in front of you as soon as possible, then clean up the perimeter, and then push to the middle..."

Looking at the few ghouls not far away, Viselmir slowed down, and when the two approached, he whispered about his tactics.

The two witchers sketched out the Quinn Seal at the same time, and then shook their fingers and put on their shields.

Then they took out their crossbows, and each of them chose one, and they were ready to attract the monsters.

"Aenye" (Old Chinese)

Before they could do anything, the incantation chanting of obscure elegance like poetry had been quickly completed, and a wave of heat rushed from behind them.

A fireball the size of a human head passed through the gap between the two and flew towards the four ghouls who were eating.

The whirring sound of the fireball flying alarmed the monsters, and as soon as they raised their heads, the fireball exploded.

One of the ghouls who bore the brunt of the attack immediately turned into a ball of fire, and the bursting flames enveloped everything nearby, setting everything on fire.

Within a few meters, whether dead or alive, anything within the explosion range began to burn, and even orange flames jumped on the dirt ground.

Seeing the terrifying power of fire, the two witchers gasped, raised their hands to shoot their crossbow arrows, and then rushed forward.