Although the vigilance of the "cannibal gang" is still buried deep in Lan En's heart, he has already told his conjectures to the person in charge of Wilun's security patrol, what can he do with the rest?

A lonely hero, smashing the Yellow Dragon?

No kidding, that cannibal gang would have to have at least a few dozen people for a group of this size to develop the "ritual" that the palm necklace represents.

Demon hunters are not gods, and no one would be stupid enough to think that one sword can deal with dozens of swords.

Dozens of swords, the mage hacked you to death!

And for Philip's choice, Lane has nothing to say.

The crime of child theft is hardly comparable to cannibalism in terms of its heinousness, and the same is true in terms of influence.

And the scale of child theft is significantly larger, so it is understandable to prioritize this case.

Lane can only hope that the cannibal gang won't make any big mess until Wiren's security forces are free.

The young man did not linger much in the crow's nest, but rode away on horseback with his torn school armor.

Before leaving, he asked Philip to leave a message for Auridon, saying that he needed to go to Goth Willen, and that he didn't want to break the contract.

Ivan the blacksmith would regularly come to the crow's nest to buy raw materials, and it was not difficult to pass on the word, and Philip readily agreed.

There's not much to say about a solo journey, but luckily Mentos is also very functional in chatting.

And if there is nothing to do, Lan En himself can also entertain himself and hum two small tunes.

Although he hummed a song, Mentos always stopped talking suddenly.

But this was good enough to keep Lan from confiding his feelings with Popai.

Lonely enough to talk to a horse - it feels a little too pitiful.

Passing by swamps and villages, and occasionally seeing abandoned houses and farmland, the scenery of Willen has a somber beauty, but it is brilliant in the composition of the colors.

Flowers of all colors, clear clouds, trees and waterholes......

Lan En felt that even if he took the camera of his home world and took a full picture of the photo, he would not have this color contrast.

The journey passed quickly, and he followed the map to this coastal city that he had never been to before.

Surrounded by high walls, the minaret towers and the top of the tower glittering. On the other side of the city is the sea, where the gray-green sea reflects the morning sun and dotted with white sails.

This is the first settlement that young people have seen in the world worthy of the name of "city".

Although Mentos estimates that there are at most 5,000 inhabitants in this place, it is not small in this world.

In the poor and vicious land of Weilun, it is a "pearl" like existence.

Lane wore a hooded cape and buried his cat's eye in the shadows.

The guards at the gates were people who had seen the world, and this mysterious dress was completely indifferent to them.

No one can escape a few silver coins from the city tax.

Lan En carefully counted enough silver coins from his money bag and handed them to the city gate guards.

The mysterious man with two swords on his back and a cloak on his back is still a bit disobedient when he sits on the horse and counts the money seriously.

After Lan En left, several gate guards blew water on each other.

"Just that man just now, wearing a cloak, I think how big a person he is. As a result, counting money is no different from that of an ordinary businessman. ”

"With two swords on his back, I thought he was a powerful mercenary. Who counts the entrance fee by a famous mercenary? Can the one who counts the money be a famous person? ”

The corners of Lan's mouth twitched slightly at the laughter of the gate guards.

"I don't know how to save money and manage money...... You deserve to be a city gate guard for the rest of your life! Hit the streets! ”

"Indeed." Mentos immediately followed like a dog, "Dare to mock you, this is the way to die!" In this life, he can't even catch up with the captain of the garrison! ”

The young man suddenly raised his head with a reserved face.

I could see that it was very comfortable to be licked, "Collect the taste, Mentos." ”

The mind is like a mirror, and the tone immediately changes to a polite and elegant tone.

"As you wish, sir."

The young man nodded in satisfaction.

Once you enter the city gates, it is equivalent to stepping on Caddo Street.

According to Philip, the street runs through the city, connecting the city gate with the sea gate.

Extending from this street beyond the Sea Gate is equivalent to stepping on the bridge to Sunnid Island.

That's the island where the Sorceress' Academy, Aritusa, is located.

The Demon Hunter's eyes went straight down the street through the small city, looking at the Sea Gate.

There was already a flat light curtain of light blue covering it, like ...... Blockade?

Didn't you hear that Erethusa Academy is closed?

Lan En's brow furrowed slightly.

In fact, most of the entire economy of Goth Willen was contributed by the mages in the academy.

Extrapolating from such economic ties, the way the college and the town get along should not be such a "separation".

But the cat's eye looked at the reactions of the people around her, and did not squint when passing by the light curtain, neither nervous nor afraid.

Not even much curiosity.

Lan En shrugged his shoulders as well, it didn't seem like a big problem, maybe this was the daily life of the academy.

The people here are very receptive to spells, after all, even the princes and nobles in remote areas may not have seen as many spells in their lifetime as the inhabitants here.

Maybe you can come here to find business in the future.

Lan En thought about it for a while.

Following the instructions described by Philip, he soon found the blacksmith where he had heard that he had "passed his master's certificate in Novi Gree".

The young man looked at the storefront, repeatedly making sure he was right.

No furnaces, no forging tables, no grinding wheels...... From the outside, it looks like a clothing store.

Typical timber frame commercial buildings.

But as soon as he entered, Lan immediately knew that he had come to the right place.

It's a "clothing store" indeed, but the shelves aren't high-end tights made of light velvet.

It's a piece of sturdy armor.

Lan's entry disturbed the bell at the door, alerting the store to a visitor.

Inside the storefront, a stocky turbaned dwarf and a blonde girl with braided hair.

They were working behind the counter or something, huh...... It can't be said to be "busy".

In Lan's opinion, it was obvious that it was playing cards.

When the dwarf saw the guest coming, he suddenly stood up as if he had been pardoned, "Aha! Guests, hurry up Yuna, don't make people feel unprofessional! ”

If it weren't for the fact that he made a big move to flip the table when he got up, Lane might have believed his enthusiasm for customers.

His opponent at the table didn't believe it either, and the blonde girl screamed.

"Fergas! You're about to lose just now, don't think about it! Give me that earth elemental! ”

Wow, it's spicy enough.

The young man was slightly stunned.

The dwarf has a huge rosacea that fits the stereotype very well, but his well-groomed beard doesn't hide his wrinkled face.

This guy can be eighty years old, which is a young dwarf.

He scurried from the table to the edge of the counter and began to greet Lane.

In this way, even if she entered the state of reception, the girl could only stare dryly.

"Welcome, guest. Welcome to Master Tur Butcher's blacksmith's shop. ”

"If you need anything, tell me, I'm Fergus, the chief apprentice of this blacksmith shop."

"If you fancy the products on the shelves at this time, then we can clearly mark the price and pay the money to get the goods. If you have custom requirements, please explain first, and we will inform the master himself according to the degree of difficulty, and then give a quotation. ”