Chapter 42: The Heresy Pass

"Is it useless for all the hard work I've done, and they don't care at all?"

In front of the broken mobile noodle restaurant, Yang Se looked at the two headless horses that fell to the ground and said that even if he was a sage, he could not save their lives.

"No, great legendary magician, sage in the dark, everything you do has produced the effect of force, and the effect of force is mutual, it is impossible not to leave a trace." The wild man was retrieving the horse's head, so much so that the two messengers were given a decent burial.

"Savage, you shouldn't actually read." Hearing this, he was silent for a while, and said very sincerely.

"Mul always told me about the benefits of reading, and I felt that I should read more." The savage raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, "It's not that they don't know fear, a lot of people have died recently, they know the consequences, but it's all for profit." ”

"And they're not bounty hunters, what do they have in interest?"

With his head down, he walked towards Hilton, and it was not the witchers and bounty hunters who overturned him, but the heretics who had fled from all directions.

"Profit is not a physical object, maybe fame, most of those who stay in the territory and don't rush to the witch's forest think like this, anyway, there are many people, and the bounty hunters can't catch them." The wildling buried the horse and removed the utensils from the broken wagon, "Shall we go back to the Land of the Fallen Stars?" ”

"No, I'm going to go ahead and talk to them." "You go to the Earl's guard, get what I have them to prepare, and wait for me." ”

In Hilton City, the sheriff leads the team to patrol back and forth, and they will deal with the situation where there is a chicken, dog, and dog, usually the patrol of 100 people has almost nothing to do, but now they are too busy because of the flow of heresy.

When he entered the city, two hands flew over, he dodged sideways, and then saw four bounty hunters looking at him with their weapons raised, "We know your details, you can fight two at most, if you want to use your tricks in the city, I advise you to go back and practice!" ”

"When I came back from my trip to the Witch's Forest, I saw the rabbit at the door not moving for three days, and I knew that I had achieved great things." He looked at the four of them, "I'm here to discuss something with you." ”

The four bounty hunters were stunned for a moment, they looked at each other and finally said to the tavern, "Go to the tavern, you're in for a treat." ”

He and they entered the old John's tavern at Hilton, where the old John brought them a table of wine and food, and then walked away silently.

The noise in the tavern was also quiet at this time, and seven of the ten tables on the first floor were sitting bounty hunters.

"Sage, tell me what you mean!" The tomahawk hunter who brought him with him stared at him and said, "But I need to warn you that we have given up the hunting grounds in the wild, and if you still want to include Hilton Castle in your protection, then there is no need for us to talk about it!" ”

The Tomahawk Hunter held down his weapon as he finished speaking, and the other bounty hunters all looked at him with unkind faces, just waiting for him to say a word.

"I've never let you hunt, it's only because of certain conventions that you have some misunderstandings about me." Raising his glass, he motioned for everyone not to get excited, "I'm just making it possible for pilgrims passing through the county to reach the Witch's Forest." ”

"So we're going to get out of here, aren't we?" The hunter who had just released the tomahawk stood up again, and the bounty hunters around him gathered around.

"We don't actually have conflict." Shake her head slightly, swept towards the bounty hunters on the left and right, and their indifferent gaze made them stop indifferently, only to hear Tser continue, "You need a bounty, it must be a heresy hanging on the bounty list of various countries, the kind of poor people who run away overnight, whether it is a heresy or not, you just transport their corpses back, and you can't exchange a few marks, right?" ”

"That's true." A group of bounty hunters muttered, and the tomahawk hunters also nodded, "It's not like catching locals, these guys can't even get on the bounty list, we can't even collect their property." ”

"I'll set up a post at the border between Hilton and the county in front of me, and every traveler who passes by will get a temporary pass, made of birch." "It says the deadline for leaving and arriving at the Great Wasteland, down to the hour, and if they don't leave after the time, or lose their pass, then it's up to you." ”

"But before the allotted time has come, you must not harm them, unless they are caught doing evil."

"What if they alter the time?" The bounty hunter with the longbow on his back asked.

"The pass I made will naturally not be changed so easily, and I will give you a time code when the time comes, and you can compare the on-site time according to that pass." "As for those who don't follow the rules, then I can only wish them good luck." ”

When the bounty hunters heard this, they discussed it with each other and felt that the method of the baser was feasible, which could also help them screen out useless prey, and finally the tomahawk hunters and others learned the Chinese taught by the Tavern and agreed on the size and code of the pass.

"Starting tomorrow morning, this method will be implemented." Seeing that all the hunters understood the identification of the pass, he drank the wine in the cup and said goodbye to everyone.

"Such an agreement also makes us second-rate hunters less dangerous." The Tomahawk also drank a large glass of beer and said, "It's just that I don't understand, when your mobile tavern in the wild was smashed, those heretics who were sheltered by you were just watching, and now you are trying to find a way to save most of them from death, is it worth it?" ”

"There is an agreement, at least I will protect them until the end of this pilgrimage." Teaser smiled, and walked out of the tavern.

Out of the tavern, he looked at the wild man sitting in a carriage not far away, and walked over, and the carriage was carrying a lot of planks and dyes, which were the tools he needed.

"Sage, our thalor has already spent almost everything, there is no need to do this." The wild man saw him coming over and said, "After killing those witchers, your fame has reached its peak, and you can't improve in a short period of time after doing this, this is called the respite period." ”

"There are still many dark pilgrims gathered in all directions, and you can't give up halfway through it." Hearing this, he sighed and said.

"Heretics are selfish and cold-blooded, even if any of them thank you, they will quickly join the organization of the forest witches, and if the witches say that they made a deal with you, we will really pay for nothing." After speaking, the savage glanced at him, "You also felt in vain when you smashed the car before. ”

"That's true, but things have to be done, and it's a by-product of learning magic." "It's not useless," said him, "for it has always been not these pilgrims that I have been blessing, but the local people." ”

"Every bit of damage caused by buildings here, trampling of barley in the fields, and the spread of fighting will affect the local economy and the environment."

"Self-soothing after being stimulated by a wandering mage?" The wild man touched the beard on his chin and nodded, "Your mental adjustment ability is good, I'm worried that it's redundant." ”