The wooden bridge was crowded with fleeing lords, who had been awakened by the alarm from their sleep and fled the crow's nest with their few possessions. Fire and water are ruthless, and in many cases, once water and fire form a scale, it is not something you can extinguish if you want to, unless you are an immortal.

The industrious Chinese people have a story of fighting with water and fire since ancient times, and in the face of such natural disasters, the ancestors and descendants chose not to escape but to face the difficulties.

"Let's go, put out the fire!" Geralt's posture was light, the wooden bridge could not be walked, so he crossed the railing, between a few ups and downs, Geralt behaved like a monkey climbing in the mountain forest, only relying on his body balance and foot movements to cross the bridge fence more than thirty meters long, into the house crow's nest.

Luo first pacified the "turnips" and "clay pots" behind him, and the white crow flew up, landed on the horse's head, and commanded, "When the fire is extinguished, bring them in." ”

The white crow said that he understood, and Luo Xian shook his head, "Human life is at stake, we can't wait any longer." A flame suddenly appeared all over his body, enveloping it, and then turned into a flying meteor and slammed into the hills on the crow's nest on the other side of the river.

Geralt was in a hurry, and the people were in a hurry to get out, except for some of the guards on night duty on the periphery who were running through the crowd towards the hill. Escaping the crowd and coming to the slope of the second line of defense of the crow's nest, there were very few people, and Geralt rushed through the iron fence of the third line of defense only to see that the place of fire was not Baron Philip's castle, but the double-storey stables next to the barracks.

That's why castles are usually built of boulders and bricks, which are expensive and poorly lit, but have a natural resistance to fire and water, and are difficult to catch fire on a large scale and spread.

The fire was very large, probably because it was full of hay, covering an area of several hundred square meters, and the stables that were fifteen or sixteen meters high were full of raging fires, the gates, roofs, and walls were burning everywhere, and the sound of horses neighing was heard inside, and it was obvious that the baron's war horse seemed to be locked up in it and did not come out in time.

Many guards brought cold water from buckets and wells in wooden basins and poured it on the fire-fighting stables, but the fire grew stronger and stronger with the help of the late night wind, and tended to spread to the nearby barracks.

Even from a distance of tens of meters, you can feel the boiling heat of the fire, making it impossible to get close at all.

Many of the guards stood in frustration and helplessness, staring at the flames in their eyes. Most of the people gathered on the training ground outside the barracks, watching the stables next to them burn, listening to the neighing of the horses inside, and their hearts bleeding, a well-trained war horse was worth a thousand gold.

"Did you inform Lord Philip?"

"The adult had drunk a lot of wine at night, and he had already fallen asleep, and someone had already gone to wake him up. ”

Before Geralt could speak, he saw a little fire galloping from the sky, falling on the ground not far from him, and after the sparks flew, the mysterious visitor from the other world revealed his figure and nodded slightly to Geralt.

Geralt couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, this way of galloping through the flames of the avatar was similar to those of the legendary top wizards, he had only read about them in the secret texts that had been passed down from generation to generation by demon hunters.

"Oswin, Where's Oswin?!" shouted a guard who had also come from the slope to the training ground, constantly pulling the gathered crowd to rummage inside, it seemed that this was a guard on the perimeter who was on night duty, and after receiving the alarm of a fire, rushed back, as if looking for a target he knew.

"Oswin, did anyone see him?" the man's anxious voice caught Geralt and Rosin's attention, and they both turned their gazes elsewhere.

"I seem to have seen him go to the stable, and tonight it was his turn to add hay, but no one has come out until now."

"What? Are you all blind? It's on fire, why is there no one to put out the fire?!" the man shouted in a hurry, but he didn't dare to do anything in the face of the large number of colleagues.

"It's not that simple, maybe the wind blew off the oil lamps hanging on the walls, the fire started from the second floor, and the broken rafters fell and jammed the only gate to get in and out, and we couldn't open it from the outside. The fire on the second floor was so strong that we couldn't get in through the stairs, and by the time there were many people, the fire had already risen, and it was so hot that we couldn't get close!"

"Maybe this fire tonight was accidentally caused by Oswin, and so far, not a single of Philip's horses has come out, but I am afraid that it will be all over. ”

"The Baron will be furious, and when the time comes, we will not be able to escape a whip. ”

"Oswin, that's my only brother!I'm the only one left in the house, and he's dead, how can I be worthy of our parents who died a long time ago?!" The man grew insane.

Luo nodded to Geralt, and the two immediately came behind the man.

Luo Xian pressed the man's shoulder, "Don't worry, leave it to us." ”

The man turned his head and saw that the two demon hunters who had appeared yesterday afternoon were the two demon hunters who had appeared yesterday afternoon, and they were in a hurry to go to the hospital, so they couldn't take much care of it, and shouted, "Two adults, my brother is still in the stable, we must find a way to save him, otherwise he will be burned alive with the horse!"

Luo Xian said, "Leave it to me, as long as your brother is alive now, he will definitely be fine." ”

Geralt looked at the raging fire in front of him, and couldn't help but worry, "Are you sure? Don't be reckless, but you're injured, be careful~"

Luo Xian said, "If it's something else, you still need to worry, this is fire, it's what I'm good at, let's look at mine next." ”

Under the surprised gaze of Geralt and the guards around him, Luo Xian once again took out the black leather notebook from his waist, which originally had four mysterious symbols flickering on it, but now it had become blurred.

Luo Xian took the notebook in his hand, opened one of the pages, but it was blank, and read a few words silently, and suddenly several imaginary thin chains flew out of the blank page and flew in the air.

Suddenly, the thin chains found their happy target as if they were alive, and swooped straight towards the raging stables dozens of meters away, and in one fell swoop into the flames.

Everyone present saw that the fire attached to the stable was sucked up like grease by the chains, and along the links of the thin chains, turned into red light and rushed to the black book, disappearing without a trace.

"Sorcer! he's a fire wizard!—a wise man who wields fire!" someone shouted from the crowd.

"Yes, it's a fire wizard! I've seen them cast spells before, and it's a lot like this one, they shoot fireballs out of their hands!"

"I've heard that wizards rely on magic and magic items to use spells. Well, there are also mysterious spells~"

"That little black book looks like that"

"What is so similar?!!

In the midst of the gossip, the guards temporarily left Luo Xian's side as if they had tacit understanding, and handed over their positions to the two mysterious demon hunters. In their hearts, Luo Xian is beyond the scope of ordinary people, and it is better to have less contact, after all, these guys with magic power beyond ordinary people are ominous symbols. They are usually surrounded by misfortune and suffering, and there is little good end for them.

The black book quickly sucked the fire out as if it were sucking nourishment, and as far as the naked eye could see, a monstrous fire was quickly extinguished, and only the remaining smoke showed that there had been a fire here.

"Now that the fire is gone, let's put out the fire immediately. Geralt didn't want everyone to focus on the two of them, so he immediately reminded him.

"Let's do it together and open the door!"

"Yes, yes, yes, rescue the adult's warhorse!"

"Oswin, my brother, my brother is here, you have to hold on!"

It seemed that in an instant, the guards, who had been helpless a moment ago, found their target almost simultaneously, quickly organized and rushed to the stables, trying to clear a passage from the ruined building.

Luo Xian closed the black notebook, hung it back on his waist, saw Geralt's inquiring gaze, and said with a smile, "It just so happens that if it's other problems, I don't necessarily have a way to deal with them, and the flame is my characteristic." ”

Geralt listened to Luo Xian's explanation and couldn't help but nod, since he met Luo Xian, it seemed that the mystery of his whole body was focused on the flames.

The door of the stable was finally opened by everyone working together, and in the embers of the collapse, more than a dozen war horses galloped out, and before they had gone far, they were controlled by the experienced guards, and pulled aside to feed water and wash their injuries.

The man seemed to have found his brother as well, and the two men were helping a man out of the stable, and someone immediately handed them a moist cloth towel to wipe them down.

"Hahaha! There is a hero in the crow's nest! Good job! I received the report and rushed over immediately, but I didn't expect a fire to be extinguished by you. Geralt, this companion of yours is a wizard, isn't he? and specializes in fire spells? I didn't expect you to be back tonight, after I was told that you would leave the crow's nest in the afternoon. A bold voice came from behind the two of them, sounding like Baron Philip himself.

"Looks like we're going to have a celebratory feast, just noon today! All kinds of fine wines, you two can drink them if you want, how about the wine from Leiria? It's a treasure I've finally gotten my hands on, it's only a barrel, it's hard to get. The baron looked extremely proud, as if he wanted to turn this unexpected disaster into a show of his strength and the hearts of his men.

After all, not every lord can associate with wizards who master magic. Especially in this time of war, sometimes some rumors can stop the ambitions of neighbors, not to mention that this is a real thing.

A sudden fire is stopped by magical magic, and it can be a good talk everywhere, even at a high-class ball in Virgin. The king usually has only one or two magical advisors by his side, and in the eyes of lords, generals, and favored courtiers, these immortal people who wield mysterious powers are usually hidden all over the continent and are nowhere to be seen.

Geralt's eyes were indeed a little sharp at this moment, ignoring the baron's laughter and friendly greetings, he walked up to the baron in a few steps and whispered coldly, "We know about your wife's miscarriage. Was that before or after you hit her?"

When the baron heard this, he immediately restrained the smile on his face, rushed to Geralt in a few steps, and pressed his body not less than the height of the white wolf and twice the body of the white wolf against Geralt's chest, and spewed the residual wine of last night in his mouth, "What the hell are you talking about?

Geralt took a step back, slightly distanced himself from the white wolf, and spat at the ground in disdain, "Don't take us for idiots, Philip! you've been abusive to them for years, everyone knows that." In the end, they had enough of you, so they chose to flee, and your men didn't bother to look for them because they were afraid that you would hurt them again, right?"

As Geralt spoke, anger welled up in the Baron's eyes, and he could no longer control his emotions, and let out a loud inner roar, waving his fist to slap the demon hunter in front of him.

Geralt was not afraid of the baron at all, and easily dodged the baron's attack with a single step, and said as he dodged, "They ran away from you to get away from you, right?"

"You know a fart!" the baron deserved to be a veteran of the battlefield, his mouth responded to the white wolf's provocation, and the fist in his hand did not relax, and he hit the annoying face on the other side first.

"It's too late to surrender, don't blame me for making a few marks on your face. ”

"Get out, you coward spreading rumors! Don't hide if you have the ability, face Philip's iron fist with dignity!"

As a demon hunter, the white wolf was obviously more powerful than Baron Philip, who had already passed the age of fighting and had become bloated, and after a few dodges, he used his hands to block the opponent's attack and quickly launched a counterattack, knocking the baron who was still hangover and obviously unconscious to the ground in a few strokes.

Looking at the baron himself, who was still swearing on the ground, Geralt reached out and grabbed the baron's collar, pulled him to the side of the war horse's drinking tank, and pressed hard, pressing the baron's entire head into the tank full of water.

"You sober up first!"

The baron pressed his hands to the edge of the sink, his head struggling, but unfortunately he could not resist the beastly strength of the white wolf.

It was only after about seven or eight seconds that Geralt lifted the baron's head, and after he had taken a few breaths, he pressed him back into the sink again, and after three or four times, the baron, who was having trouble breathing, had no strength to resist the white wolf, and finally sat down on the ground, his head leaning weakly against the bottom of the sink, coughing in pain, and spitting out the cold water that had choked on his trachea.

"Are you sober now? We need to talk seriously about your commission. Geralt's icy voice echoed around the edge of the sink.

"Let's go, go to the dining room, there's a stove, the baron is soaking wet, just baking a fire, don't get sick. Luo Xian saw that things had developed further, and immediately reminded everyone to talk about it in a different place.

Now on the training ground, there are his subordinates everywhere, and he still has to give the baron a little face, although these guys didn't dare to get too close to the deterrence of Luo Xian's magic before, but they gradually surrounded him.

"You all disperse, I have something to say to them~" The baron's feeble words put an end to this late-night farce and prevented his men from getting out of control.

When the guards heard the words of the adults, most of them dispersed, and there were still many things waiting for them to deal with.