The camp in the woods was silent.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the moment when the witcher decisively let go.

Ants are still greedy for life, let alone people.

Demon hunters are also human, and although they are a little different, they have never heard that the demon hunter is not afraid of life and death.

No one has really measured how high the cliff is.

But even in sunny, cloudless weather, you can't see all the way down from the top of the cliff.

Falling from such a high place, no one will survive unless he can fly.

Can witchers fly?

The answer was no, so everyone thought that he was dead.

At first, Ignatius didn't believe that Huck would kill himself so simply, so he searched for a long time on the edge of the cliff.

There are indeed a few large trees under the cliff, but the branches and leaves on the trees are so loose that you can see at a glance that there are no witchers at all.

Really dead?

The baron's face was dark, this was not the result he wanted, it could be said to be very different from what he had envisioned.

Without the token, how can you make the white wolf obedient?

After a lesson, trying to get Geralt out again is basically a fool's dream.

What's more, such hatred is basically the equivalent of pushing the witchers completely towards the Nilfgaards.

What to do?

Without food, the team in front of you simply can't hold on!

"My lord, are you worried about your next plan?" Sodenko's voice rang in his ears, and with the sound of footsteps, the butler came to his side and handed over a steel sword.

"You may have forgotten this!"

Looking at the weapon handed over, the baron was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

He patted the butler on the shoulder a few times, and looked at the other party's grinning appearance in pain, and the depression in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"You are really my lucky star, after driving away the man in black in the future, I will definitely give you a knighthood and give you a fief..."

Hearing this, the skinny Sodenko suddenly became excited, while Smith, who was covering his ears, pursed his lips disdainfully.

As soon as the drama of Junci Chen's filial piety began, it was interrupted by an exclamation.

"It's on fire, it's on fire, put out the fire~"

"Fight the fire~"

Hearing the shouting, several people turned their heads in amazement.

The raging fire suddenly came into view, and the place where the fire was was in the main tent and the granary not far away.

These two places were piled up with all kinds of flammable substances, and I don't know who lit them, and at this moment the flames were billowing and reflecting the entire camp.

Unfortunately, the wind was still blowing, and the wind fueled the fire, and the flames began to spread rapidly between the nearby tents.

There is no water source in the highlands, and water for eating and drinking is drawn from the streams below the highlands.

There are still a lot of wooden barrels stockpiling water, but in the face of the raging fire in front of them, it can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket, and it will not play a big role.

Coupled with the lack of enough water-filled objects, most people sighed and did not dare to step forward at all.

The fire rode the wind, and the wind swept the fire, and in a matter of moments, the main tent and the tents that were nearby to store food and materials were all on fire.

In a few more minutes, all of these substances will be reduced to ashes.

Faced with the scene in front of them, everyone could only watch in despair, but there was nothing they could do.

"Who is it, who is the fire, I will break him into thousands of pieces~"

Amid the baron's desperate, angry roar, Huck left the camp silently.

Come and don't be rude!

He quietly left, taking with him a box of gold coins.

......

It's dusk, and the sunset is in full bloom.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled in the courtyard, making the entire front yard reflected red.

Farmers who have finished their work, merchants who have been busy all day, and strangers who have come from afar all gather in the only tavern in the village.

Business is better, there are more people, and the hostess of the inn, Elsa, has been more relaxed recently.

Before the Nilfgaard arrived, there were frequent fights in the tavern, and she had to mend the tables and chairs again and again.

When the man in black came, all the guys who didn't listen to the greeting and acted recklessly were arrested.

Where they ended up going, no one knows.

I only heard from one guest that he once saw a hanged local ruffian in a crooked-necked tree not far from the village.

The Nilfgaard people also came to the tavern occasionally, and most of the time they would drink and leave with them.

At first, Elsa was worried about whether they would eat and drink for nothing.

Later, after a long time, I found that although these men in black were rude and barbaric, they were very well-behaved.

Then the men in black built a market in the village, and people from a radius of hundreds of miles began to gather here, and people came and went every day, and it was more lively than ever.

When there are more people, the business of the hotel will naturally improve.

Not only are the hotel rooms full every day, but the taverns are also full of people, and some people even drink until dawn.

To do this, she had to hire several more waiters.

In the past, business was light, the world was chaotic, busy with everything, frightened, and couldn't make a few dollars.

Now, business is booming, orderly, and while still busy, you can operate with peace of mind and a lot of money.

When you see the man in black ruthlessly punishing bandits, you will feel too cruel.

But I have to admit that their methods are very effective, and now there are very few people who dare to act recklessly, or use alcohol to make trouble.

Sometimes the female boss doesn't know whether to miss the old life or rejoice in the current days.

In the afternoon, the man in black brought the corpse of a gray wolf, saying that it was reserved for the witcher.

This caused a commotion, and many farmers already had a problem with these mutants.

Now that I saw the witcher and the man in black so close, I hated them even more.

As soon as the Nilfgaard left, many of them punched, kicked, and spat at the wolf corpse, as if they were abominable mutants.

Seeing this, Elsa hurriedly asked someone to move the wolf corpse to the backyard, and did not deal with it for the time being, because she did not know the witcher's plans.

Today, there are a lot of people and business is booming, but the female shopkeeper's face is not happy, but looks a little worried.

On a wooden table near the door, several peasants were already drunk and began to speak unscrupulously.

The iron-blooded methods of the man in black made them dare not chew their tongues casually anymore, but today when they saw the wolf corpse sent, several drunks suddenly found a target to vent.

"I, I said, have you seen that? Those freaks, now starting to be dogs for the men in black, are really not things! ”

"These guys are monsters in the first place, and they shouldn't have appeared in this world at all~"

"It's, it's that the evil experiment has stripped them of their human feelings, and these freaks are no different from brutes."

Boom~

A bearded man put down the empty clay cup, then stood up sharply, and he angrily slapped the table, and said loudly:

"These freaks and miscellaneous pieces will bring us bad luck, and they should be hanged~"

"Yes, yes, hang them~"

A group of drunk, red-faced and lively fellows also banged on the wooden table and started to coax.

Seeing what was happening in front of her, Elsa secretly cried out, and she looked out the window worriedly, hoping that the witcher would not come back for the time being.

As soon as the thought in her heart was finished, her gaze was paused, and then her face immediately turned pale.