When Rann arrives at the hotel at the fork in the road, along with Geralt and Gerd.

They saw a mobile barber stretching out the dick in his tool cart, his body tensed, shaving the head of a woman with a soft hat around her neck.

Next to her stood three men.

It's all leather vests, light outfits. They are each touching their shaved heads.

Barbers who don't need money, let them give full play to their creativity.

Some of them made a moxican, and some shaved their heads.

But at the same time, removing the various new hairstyles of these people, Lan En could also vaguely see the color of this group of people from their subconscious standing postures and positions.

Those few people blocked most of the firing directions with the hotel houses.

They should be very familiar with the performance of bows and crossbows of various standards, so even if they are subconsciously positioned, they avoid the angles that bows and crossbows of various strengths can threaten.

Based on the performance of the existing bows and crossbows on the market, if you want to attack them from a distance, you have to stand in their field of vision to have a feasible angle.

This is the embodiment of tactical literacy.

Geralt raised a branch in front of him and whispered to the side.

"Their center of gravity is in the front half of the ball of their left foot, which is the easiest position to react to."

"Being able to maintain this state naturally in daily rest, it seems that they are indeed on the same level as the group we first met, this is a special force that has been assembled!"

Geralt's tactical thinking is different from Lan'en, who has been soaked in the interstellar war of [Memory Deep Dive] for a long time.

He first focused on the opponent's swordsmanship, while Lan En first noticed the angle of the shot.

This is due to the difference in perception and experience of war, and it is not possible to say who is superior or inferior.

"Now then," Ged looked inquiringly at Geralt and Lanne, his palms eagerly stroking the hilt of the steel sword on his back.

A new Valyrian steel sword, he hadn't used it against a worthy opponent yet.

Lan nodded to the two of them.

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The barber was making patterns on the short shaved half of her head at the woman's request.

This woman is supposed to be a half-blood, a quarter of elven blood.

The barber wondered in his mind what this group of guys who had killed a gang of bandits would do to themselves after they were done.

While noticing the corners of the woman's mouth that opened when she laughed.

There were no canines in that mouth, which was a testament to the elven bloodline.

In the Elves' narrative, canines are a barbaric feature that has not evolved perfectly.

But now, this woman who has no 'savage characteristics' is not civilized in her actions.

There was a snoring sound in her throat and nose, and then a mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with snot was thrown into the mud on the ground by her tilting her head.

This is the first time she has spit out more mouthfuls.

People who have swallowed numbing powder will have uncontrollable saliva and nasal discharge.

The jar of fine anesthetic powder that these people found from the corpse of the 'toothed rat' was actually swallowed by them in less than an hour!

As a result, they are highly excited, their hands and feet are unusually agile, and their eyes are misty.

The barber was really scared.

Although this group of people said that they would be able to leave intact after providing services, everyone knows a truth-

Even a demon spirit wouldn't believe what someone addicted to narcotic powder says!

These people lie without blinking an eye, even in the temple!

And the mixed-race woman under the barber's razor, after spitting out thick phlegm and snot again, raised her eyes and looked in the direction beyond the small courtyard of the hotel.

Her eyes, which were a little nervous because of drugs, were puzzled at first, and then suddenly widened as if she had seen clearly!

"Aha! Two 'guests' are coming! ”

The three men who were standing scattered in the courtyard changed their movements in an instant.

The originally loose stance became sharp and threatening because of the tense muscles.

Their position had not changed, but their palms were already resting on the hilt of the sword at their waists.

Nervous eyes fixed on the two figures that were approaching.

They were two figures carrying two long swords like bows and arrows.

If it had been before that continent-wide incident, those of them from the south might have just wondered and laughed at it. But now, as long as you have a heart, you will understand what kind of person these two swords represent.

"Looks like we're out of luck today? First of all, I got a can of high-quality anesthetic powder for nothing, and then there is a target to send it to the door? ”

Blas, who killed an entire gang of bandits with a sword, grinned widely.

And the cloth hat man, who is the leader, although he also took a lot of anesthetic powder, is quite reasonable.

"The premise is that they are really witchers, and not swindlers who want to deceive the farmers in this chaotic world, so that there will be more girls and more coins in the village."

After the man in the cloth hat finished speaking, he also tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and snot. In a less hostile tone, he shouted to the two figures who were still approaching.

"Who's coming? If you're a friend, stop by for a vodka. It's not easy to meet good people, so I'm in for a treat. ”

The atmosphere is quirky, both inside and outside the small courtyard of the hotel.

So much so that the barber actually stopped subconsciously.

Gerd and Geralt don't stop.

The bearded witcher, his thick beard cracked: "Vodka? I like it. ”

"But at least, it can't be vodka with other additives."

The witcher was close enough that the people in the courtyard could see the silver pendant around their necks.

As a result, the 'friendly atmosphere' that had been pretended to be disappeared in an instant.

The strange gaze of the anesthetic powder, the moment when it was opposite to the cat's eyes of the demon hunters

"Collapse!" *4

The sound of a bowstring flicking! All four crossbows were fired out in advance!

A short, but still lethal bolt, heading straight for the target!

But the four rapid shots of the surprise attack were beyond imagination, and no one was hit at all!

It was not unusual for the two witchers to quickly dodge sideways.

After the story of the witcher spread widely, people were able to accept this once shocking behavior a little.

But the people on the other side actually dealt with the crossbow arrows that came from the surprise attack in the intermittent reaction gap!

Gerd's crossbow bolt shot at the woman who was least able to move, but the elven half-breed woman twisted sharply with a smirk.

Although the razor in the hand of the stunned barber cut her forehead, the crossbow arrow towards her pierced the barber's work car with a 'doo'.

The other person's actions are even more than ordinary people.

Herris, who was originally sitting with Blas drinking, a short sword close to a dagger directly knocked out Geralt's crossbow arrows in mid-air in a flash of silver light!

(End of chapter)