After listening to Wren's words, Federici didn't say anything more, and turned around and ordered someone to get a teleportation scroll from St. York's Cathedral. Then, he sent a carriage to take Wren to Tianjing Village.

"That's it,"

As soon as he got out of the city gate, Wren said to the coachman, "Stop, just get here, and then I can go on my own." ”

"Are you sure, sir?"

The coachman said suspiciously, "You must know that the village is not close to us, and even if it is a good horse like 'Blanche' who pulls the cart, it will take at least two days to travel." ”

"Of course, I believe Blanche is very good,"

Wren jumped out of the car and stroked the mane from the horse's neck, "But it's still too slow, and it's a waste to spend so much time on the road." ”

"Oh, my lord, you are really funny, but the little Pony Blanche is growing into the old Mablache under my nose, and if it takes two days to walk on even its four legs, then I am afraid that you will have to walk for four or five days with its two legs——"

"Not necessarily."

Wren smiled, and then began to chant the incantation, and the blue and blue lights flashed on him, indicating that the two buff spells 'Leopard's Swiftness and 'Wind Grace' had successfully taken effect. With the strength of his legs and his body as light as a feather at this time, Wren threw the coachman twenty meters away with only one pedal, and in a few moments, his figure disappeared at the end of the flat imperial official road.

"Did you see that scene, man? If you want to compete with that adult, I'm afraid you old guy won't be able to grow four more legs! ”

It took a long time for the coachman to come to his senses, and he patted Blanche on the back of the buttocks excitedly, and the latter snorted impatiently.

The closer he got to the village of Sweet Ie, the heavier Ren's mood became.

Relying on spells and amazing physical strength, he finally knocked on the door of Jack's parents just in time for sunset.

The so-called 'home' is nothing more than a simple longhouse made of wood, stone and earth, no different from other houses in the village, the exterior of which looks like it has been repainted, but that was probably a few years ago, and many places have cracked and warped, revealing the original dirty and ugly walls. In contrast, the cowshed on the other side of the longhouse is sturdier and more beautiful, and it is clear that it was built later—most poor peasants' homes do not distinguish between bedrooms, living rooms, or barns, and they all eat and live with the animals.

Jack's parents were very kind, and even a little too kind to Wren, the 'big man' from the capital, who looked as if they were guests. After Wren mustered up the courage to show his intentions, the two reacted surprisingly calmly, as if they had already rehearsed today's scene countless times in their hearts.

"Was he brave at the time?"

The woman took her son's urn in her arms and asked softly.

Nobody knows.

No one even knew if he had killed his mission target, the blood-sucking undead monster.

"He's the smallest of us—"

Wren took a deep breath and said, "But dare I say he's also the bravest. ”

"That's enough, my son didn't disgrace anyone, it's enough to know that."

Jack's father said flatly.

Before leaving, Wren suggested that the two move to the town, where the temple pension would be enough for them to live without food and clothing, but Jack's father immediately refused.

"We're not old! You can also farm and support yourself. ”

He exclaimed, "Little Jack has not disgraced his parents, Lord Wren, are we going to disgrace him instead!" ”

Hearing this, Wren could no longer hold back, and said goodbye to the two as if he had fled—not far away, when he heard a hysterical cry coming from the house behind him.

Wren touched the teleportation scroll in his arms, the darkness and bad mood made him give up the idea of returning to the Green City immediately, so he went to Apple Tree Town, ten kilometers away, to find a tavern, first had a good drink, and then slept a lot, before teleporting back to St. York's Cathedral the next morning.

Three blocks away from the city cemetery, Wren bought a bouquet of white irises at a newly opened flower shop near the cemetery, and minutes later, he found himself in front of his mother, Shanna's clothed grave. Her tombstone was covered with dust and mud because no one had paid her respects for too long, and Wren took out a hand towel and wiped it for a long time before the stele carved from the holy white stone regained its due warm luster.

Of course, he could use magic to clean the tombstone faster and easier, but that would be too bad.

[My heart rests here with you, may it give you comfort in the darkness]

Wren gently stroked the inscription, he knew that it was written by his father Morris with decaying stone agent, and he also knew that this sentence was not an empty mourning - Morris's heart had died with his wife a long time ago, and if it were not supported by mad hatred, he would most likely choose to commit suicide after a certain drunkenness. When the two got married, his father was only nineteen years old, and his mother was two years younger than him, and the lively and kind girl married a dull and gloomy alchemist.

'Don't learn from him!' Oh, of course your father is great, great, and I'm incredibly proud of my husband - but don't be like him, Wren, unless you're sure there are other women in the world who would marry a scientist with a black face all day. ’

Before leaving for St. York's Cathedral, Shanna smiled and said to her son, who had just been reprimanded by his father for schoolwork, 'What's the big deal?' Even if you do work as a porter at the docks in the future, I'll give you a subsidy - your mother is one of the richest Mrs. Kwan in town, so there's nothing to worry about. ’

"Mother's ......"

Wren didn't dare to recall it any further, his teeth had been bitten out of blood, but he still couldn't suppress the pain crawling from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, he heard footsteps behind him from far to near, followed by an unfamiliar man's voice behind him:

"Excuse me, are you Lord Wren from the Demon Hunter Squad?"

"Who are you?"

Wren didn't turn around, he didn't want to be seen with tears on his face.

"I'm Thomas, Lord Wren, and I've been sent to you by Lord Sheriff, so if it's convenient for you—"

"Oh, because you were sent to me by the sheriff, you just appeared behind me in such a big way, didn't you? Don't you know what this place is? Didn't your boss teach you what politeness is?! ”

"No, no, no, Lord Wren, please don't get me wrong, I don't mean to disturb your memorial!"

"I—we had a strange incident, Lord Sheriff went to St. York's Cathedral for help, and then we learned from Bishop Federici that there was a witcher in the Green City, so I hurried to you—of course, I should have waited a little longer, but Lord Bishop said that you might be teleported back to the Temple of Light after the sacrifice, so—oh shit, anyway, I'm really sorry for offending you, Lord Wren!" ”

"Forget it,"

Wren rubbed his face, turned to face Thomas and said, "Is the sheriff you are talking about, is that one named Kevin?" ”

"No, no, Mr. Kevin is retired, and now the sheriff of Greenshade is Lord Benjamin."

Thomas didn't dare to look at Wren, and said with a wandering look in his eyes, "I don't know why you asked about him?" Have you ever had a relationship with a former sheriff? ”

"No, just ask, I didn't want to have any relationship with him back then."

Wren said expressionlessly: "What you just said is weird, tell me carefully about it." ”

"No, no, no, that's not a big deal, you're busy-"

"I've already paid tribute, and I'm not in the mood to continue with you here, so I don't need my mother-in-law, just say it."

"Whew, I'm so sorry to disturb you so abruptly,"

Thomas wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "The carriage is parked outside, Lord Wren, if you want, why don't you go back to the bureau with me to learn more about it, of course, I will try to tell you what happened first." ”

Wren nodded, took one last look at his mother's tombstone, and then sat with Thomas in the carriage to the sheriff's office. On the way, he learns the cause of that 'strange thing'.

Quanshi Village is a village located in the northern mountains of the Green Shade City, and the people who live there are as unpretentious as the name of the village. The mountainous terrain of the north was not suitable for the production of staple foods, so their livelihood consisted mainly of hunting, growing fruit and vegetables, and making fruit wine, with a small portion of the proceeds kept for their own use, and the rest transported to the Green City on the ninth day of each month, where they were sold in the markets on the outskirts of the Old Town or exchanged for food.

This incident was 'stabbed' by a madman.

It was a young man who had suddenly appeared in a suburban bazaar, and anyone who looked at him knew at first glance that he was a complete lunatic.

His shirt was so dirty that he couldn't see its original color, and his lower body was completely naked, and he was constantly showing love to any creature except humans, cows, horses, pigs and sheep, all of whom were the objects of his courtship—the owners of the animals were either frightened, others laughing, and beckoning more people to come and see the fun.

When the guards arrived, the madman was happily stabbing a ewe with his little flagpole raised in the air—a job that would have been too difficult even for a normal person, and the flailing tail of the ewe had certainly made it more difficult to aim. The madman tried for a long time and couldn't succeed, which not only did not frustrate him, but made him even more excited.

"Don't hide!"

The madman's tongue hung in his mouth and he screamed, "Hehe, do you think you are some kind of fierce woman?" Come on, resisting will only bring pain, relax baby, I don't want to hurt you! ”

The scene was ugly enough to be placed anywhere, and after the initial consternation, the guards swarmed up and dragged the madman away, then raised their clubs and slashed at him.

"Please, please stop!"

A servant woman hurried up, waved her hands and said, "Gentlemen, stop fighting, I know him!" ”

"Do you know this madman? Is he your husband? ”

The old guard, who took the lead, stopped his colleague and asked breathlessly.

"No, it's just acquaintances, at most acquaintances."

The servant forced herself not to pay attention to the little flagpole under which the madman was still strong, and said with a red face, "He's Arleigh, and if I'm not mistaken, Arleigh Middleton—he's the servant of Boss Godrey, and Boss Godrey is a neighbor of my lord, so I know him." ”

"Really? What kind of boss would hire a madman? Could it be that Godfrey opened a mental hospital? ”

The old guard said with a look of disgust.

"No, no, Boss Godfrey is the proprietor of a jewelry store - believe me, Arlie wasn't like that before, he was shrewd and quick-witted, and he was trusted by his master."

"How could a shrewd person suddenly become like this?"

"I don't know, and frankly, I haven't seen Ali for a month. The last time I saw him, he complained to me for a long time, and it seemed that Boss Godfrey was going to send him to Quanshi Village to buy some rock badgers - I was not surprised, Boss Godrey was very fond of this wild game that was a specialty of the northern mountains, and the suburban market at that time had not seen a vendor in Quanshi Village for two months, so he must have been unable to stand the cravings in his stomach for a long time. ”

"Okay, okay, I see, since you know this guy's employer, please inform him to go to the city jail to pick up someone."

"What?! Go to prison - but he didn't commit any serious crimes? ”

The servant looked surprised, but the old guard did not say anything more, but pointed to Ali lying on the ground: even after a good beating, he still stood up and slammed wildly into the air, his face flushed with excitement.

"My lord, please put him in the deepest cell as soon as possible."

Before leaving, the servant woman said solemnly.

Truth be told, Lord Benjamin, the sheriff, had to deal with too many trivial things every day, and he didn't care about the 'catching a madman in the bazaar', but another piece of news that his subordinates had inadvertently brought up caught his attention: it had been a long time since he had seen the villagers of Quanshi Village in the suburban bazaar.

That's not good.

Benjamin knew where Quanshi Village was, where the mountains were rugged, there was no scenery to speak of, and there were no mineral deposits, and the life of the mountain people was very hard. While most of the people in other villages and towns go to the market every ten days, the people of Quanshi village only come once a month. Although most of the mountain goods they brought were sour pears, astringent gray dates, and some messy animal meat, there were always people who were willing to pay for a change of taste, so such a trading opportunity was very rare for the villagers of Quanshi - if there were no accidents, they would never be absent for months in a row.

After verifying the news, Benjamin immediately sent three national guards to Quanshi Village, but in the end, only one person returned. This man was a calm and capable man, but when he returned, he became a madman like Ali, and he bent down and chased the animals that came into view, like the hungriest man seeing the most coquettish naked woman.

In order not to spread the riot, Benjamin immediately ordered the guard to be put in jail as well, and chose to turn to St. York's Cathedral for help.

"That's how it happened, Lord Wren, please come here."

After arriving at the Sheriff's Office in the Shade City, Thomas originally planned to take Wren to the sheriff's office first, but Wren refused him.

"Go straight to the prison, I'm going to take a look at that crazy guard first."

"It's—all right, I'll go and ask Lord Benjamin to come over at once."

Thomas hurried away, and soon returned with a stubby, middle-aged man.

"Mr. Wren, is it? Oops, it's so nice to meet you! ”

The middle-aged man walked a few steps briskly and shook Wren's hand, "I'm Sheriff Benjamin, oh, apparently Thomas has already told you?" Hehe, then let's go to the prison and have a look, Tinos, I don't know if you've ever seen that kind of situation, anyway, I hope you don't laugh later. ”

After about ten minutes, Wren finally saw the guard—even though he was in prison, even if he was chained to his hands, the man still refused to stop, he muttered 'Come on, baby', and reveled in the intoxication of the three Wren outside the cell, and the crotch of his pants bulged like half a stone.

"Come on, baby!"

The man excitedly yelled at the trio, as if their gaze made him even more embarrassed, "Isn't my big dick enough to make you greedy?" Don't you want to sit on it and try it?! ”

"Oh no, this, that's too perverted."

Wren said dryly: "Although I was a little mentally prepared in the carriage just now, but, sure enough, the language description is still a little empty. ”

"I've made it as clear as I can, Lord Wren."

Thomas smiled awkwardly, "It's just that you still have to see this kind of thing with your own eyes to believe it, you can't imagine it alone." ”

"Mr. Wren, is there anything you can do to help him?"

Benjamin asked urgently.

"It's hard to say, I don't see any signs of dark magic - let's try it closer."

Wren told Benjamin to open the cell door, and then forced his nausea inside, he was less than two feet away from the man, but he still didn't sense any unnatural negative energy in the man, but instead showed his tongue frantically churning and sneering spittle.

I'm going to be blind.

Wren sighed and took another step forward, while drawing a black knife and aiming it at the man's handcuffed wrist—

"You—you're not going to cut him, are you?"

Benjamin shouted in horror.

"Don't worry, I just want to get some blood, it only takes a little bit for us to know if this guy has a mental problem or something else."

Wren crouched beside the man, pressed the knife against the skin of his arm, and then quickly used his other hand to catch the blood that had flowed from the wound - this was not an easy task, because the man kept his eyes and arched sideways in the process, and suddenly, Wren let out a terrible scream:

"Hell, he- he's on top of me!!"

"Oh, it was just a slight touch through my pants, and that's lucky enough."

Thomas hung his head and said, "You know, when we caught him this morning, he didn't wear anything underneath, he was just so stiff - but he was as strong as a mad cow, and he had to be restrained closely-"

"Then I want to thank you for putting on his pants."

Finally enough blood, Wren immediately stood up and returned to the door, he took a moment to calm down, and then concentrated his mental power in the palm of his hand - sure enough, the man's blood was full of rotten magical elements, mixed with a terrible, almost suffocating resentment.

Is it that kind of thing?

Wren silently recited the incantation, and soon, a dispel spell formed in his palm, and those negative energies were quickly washed away by this pure magic wave. But it wasn't something to be happy about, because as the negative energy was dispelled, the blood in Wren's palm became dull - it wasn't a change of color, so it would still look like a dazzling red blood, but if it were held up in front of any spell controller, they would shake their heads and say, 'It's dead, it's useless.'" ’

Yes, the blood is dead, and if it is thrown against the wall, it will not even rot or attract flies, because it is just a puddle of lifeless 'dead things'.

"It's hopeless."

Wren frowned and looked at the man in the cell, "He has been hit by some kind of powerful curse in Quanshi Village, and although he escaped by chance, there are only two endings: live like this or die like this. ”