"Thank you, thank you!"

Bernie's eyes were straight, and his old linen clothes were already covered with dirt.

Even though the water ghost who had nearly peeled his neck apart was dead, his hand was stiff as he gripped his hunting knife.

Lane had to forcibly break his fingers from his hand and snatch the knife away from him when he was about to stand up, so as he didn't let him hurt himself.

The mental impact of facing life and death is great, and Lan En is familiar with this feeling.

It wasn't until the young man drew his sword from the corpse of the water ghost and looked at the crack above it in distress that Bernie probably regained his senses.

He gasped for breath and staggered over to Rann and hugged the stunned witcher.

"Thank you...... Thank you very much. ”

"Thank you for saving my life, I can't imagine what I would do if my home was gone. Tessa was still so young that he couldn't protect his mother...... I ......"

Some people may have malicious speculation about embraces between men.

But in this moment, Bernie's feelings inspire sincerity.

This gratitude stems from the fear of what happened just now, the fear of losing one's future for one's family.

So when a man was in such a mood, he choked up and hugged Lanen.

The young witcher could only pat him lightly on the shoulder.

"Lan, I'll repair your sword, and I'll use the best wood for you, wrap Oredon with the best fish skin, and make the best scabbard!"

"Thank you...... Thank you. ”

Bernie let go of his hand and took the silver sword in the young man's hand and made a solemn promise to him.

Lan En smiled and waved his hand.

"I can take the scabbard, forget the sword, let Ivan do it. It's a drain on the task, and you shouldn't be left alone. ”

"Come on, there shouldn't be any danger in the vicinity. You've been scratched by the water ghosts a few times, and you need to be cleaned quickly, who knows what dirt the brutes' claws have scratched. You said this was close to Mead Cowpes? Let's go there and fix it first. ”

Bernie opened his mouth and looked at the long leather gloves on his hands, which were almost scratched apart by the claws of the water spirit.

The flesh and blood under the gloves were blurred, but he had just left the battle, and the adrenaline content in his body was still very high, so he didn't feel pain for a while.

And if it weren't for the glove, the finger bones would have been visible in that hand by now.

After discerning the direction, Bernie, who knew the way, took the lead, and the two men who broke away from the battle approached the village of Midkaopus.

There will not be two packs of powerful predators in an area.

The group of water ghosts that had just been cleared by Lan En had a deterrent power in their own right, and the closer they got to the human settlement, the less monster activity would be.

So the two of them can be said to be safe along the way.

"What did you just use...... Is it magic? Bernie walked ahead with his injured hand and in a cold sweat.

He was starting to feel pain now, half speaking to distract him, half genuinely curious.

"You witchers really know magic?!"

Lan En, who had recovered a lot, also knew that he was having a hard time now, so he kept his guard and responded casually.

"It's just a seal, a trick."

"Tricks? But you set out such a big fire! Ten monsters were burned! I dare say I heard at least ten monsters screaming! ”

Lan's tone was slightly helpless.

"There are only five heads...... How can I tell you? ”

"That fire tornado is something that is hard to come by, I calculated the position, the terrain, the temperature and humidity, and the woods are not a place with chaotic air currents, so I can blow the wind I want with the Alpha Seal......"

Lane paused, looking at Bernie's confused look as he turned around.

"You should be an elite crossbowman, and he chose a good ordnance crossbow for me, adjusted the crosshair, and pulled the bowstring, and I just pulled the trigger." The French seal is just a 'trigger'. ”

Bernie didn't reply for a while, and after a while, he asked tentatively.

"You mean...... Are you blessed by the gods? ”

Lan took a deep breath, his lips trembling, not knowing what to say.

He decided that it would be better to let Bernie hurt a little more.

~~~~~~

Bernie's knowledge of local geography can be trusted.

As he led the way, it didn't take much effort for the two of them to walk out of the woods.

Not far from the line of sight, a cluster of thatched and wooden houses sits peacefully in a large open space.

Mead Cowpes is one of the largest villages and rest points in Willen.

"Let's go, Lanne, I still have a few friends here, maybe they can treat us to a few drinks after seeing my miserable appearance."

Looking at Bernie's cheeks, which were contorted and pale from the pain, Rann nodded.

"yes, you really need a few drinks."

The two continued to walk towards the village, but when they approached the entrance of the village about a hundred meters, Lan En's ears fluttered slightly.

He grabbed Bernie, who was still trying to move on.

"What are you doing?"

Bernie asked a little confused, but the next moment, the sound of a horse's hooves stomping the ground came from the village.

A dozen horses, with their hooves flying, flew up the mud spots in the fields and the cow dung belts.

By the time the dozen or so horsemen came to the two of them and surrounded them and jogged in a circle, Bernie had already dragged his injured hand and raised it slightly, signaling his harmlessness.

Out of the forest, the two of them were powerless in the face of a dozen or so cavalrymen.

The smell of the horses' bodies and the smell of sludge on the horses' hooves were mixed together, and the two people surrounded by the cavalry felt the smell even stronger.

But in this case, as long as the IQ is normal, it will not act rashly.

"Who are you? Where did it come from? What are you doing here? ”

Among the cavalry, the leader asked, and his tone was very impulsive.

In order to prevent the other party from being a guy who discriminates against witchers, Lan En kept lowering his eyes, and only skimmed his gaze the moment the other party rushed over.

These men all wore Temeria's standard armor, but the leader was different from the regular soldiers, and his inner chainmail was in the style of a hoodie. The armor also carried a small palm-sized shield at the heart of the left chest, on which was the emblem of the Temerian White Lily.

All in all, more advanced.

This man is somewhere between strong and fat, and he looks like a capable physique.

The nose is red and the smell of alcohol is heavy...... Alcoholism?

Bernie was just a village hunter, he had seen the lord's cavalry, but he had never been so surrounded by cavalry, and he didn't know what to say now.

Young people are thinking and responding methodically.

"In what capacity are you questioning me, upright sir?"

The subconscious meaning of this sentence is to ask the other party's law enforcement rights, a hundred meters away is a big village, unless all the people are killed, otherwise everything that happens here today will reach the ears of the lord.

If it is the officers and men who spontaneously fish for oil and water, then at this point, they will finally realize that they will accept it when they see it, and it will not be too much.

But the cavalry leader, who had drunk a lot, didn't seem to care.

He turned his head to his companion and laughed and cursed.

"The plague is on it, guys! This kid is surrounded by eleven cavalrymen, and he dares to ask me what the fuck my position!? ”

After laughing and scolding, the leader pulled the reins and stopped the horse's stroll, which was now facing the two of them.

He leaned over and propped his arms into the saddle and leaned forward.

"Well, I also like to be more straightforward."

"I am Sergeant Philip Strenger, loyal to Sir Wiselard of Willen, and now tasked with investigating a vicious murder in Douenhan."

As soon as Du Enhan said the three words, Lan En didn't react, but Bernie, who was originally silent, widened his eyes first.

He shouted in disbelief, "Doonhan? Meritelli is on top! What daring bastard would do something bad there?! ”

When he screamed, his surprise and disbelief seemed to overwhelm the pain of his injury.

But what greeted him was not an answer, but a full ten "rubs" of drawing his sword out of its sheath.

With the exception of Philip, his men all aimed their swords at both of them.

"Doonhan is only half a day's journey from here, and you, two suspicious and wounded men, have appeared."

"Gentlemen, you're in a problem."

Bernie was at a loss for words.

But Lan En sighed and looked up at him.