William was alone, leading his pack horse in the uninhabited wilderness, a week after he left Oslo.

He is now in Lithuania, where the German Knights have recently been fighting the Lithuanian coalition.

According to some of the refugees who had fled from the border, the Count Isca, the Grand Master of the Order of the Sword, led his knights to occupy more than a dozen towns in a row.

He also called on the faithful of God in the German states to join the crusaders he had formed, and his army was rapidly expanding.

William lamented the imminent rise of another tyrant, but he did not take the matter to heart.

Although Lithuania and the principality of Kievan Rus often had friction and often attacked each other, what does this kind of war between countries have to do with his small tribe in a remote corner?

Moreover, even if Lithuania was crushed by this war, or even if it was annexed by the Germans and a new Catholic state was established, it would not be a good thing for the Orthodox Kievan Rus'.

The outline of a small town gradually appeared on the horizon ahead.

He quickened his pace, and he couldn't wait to have a drink or two in the tavern and a full meal.

As seen from the town, the town was in a state of panic due to the war, with refugees fleeing the war being turned away and guards in leather and chain mail patrolling back and forth to maintain order.

William pushed open the door to the tavern and sat down.

While he was eating and drinking, someone suddenly sat down across from him.

It was a middle-aged man with unkempt white hair and deep-sunken eyes, looking extremely haggard.

His eyes were blazing, and he asked expectantly, "Are you a witcher?"

William was a little wary and said, "How do you know?"

Ignoring this, the man placed a heavy bag of metal in front of William, who opened it with a knife and found it full of shiny silver coins.

"What do you mean?"

The man stared at his bloodshot eyes: "My son is dead, help me find the murderer, all this money is yours." ”

William shook his head: "The witcher is only responsible for hunting demons, not the murderer, I'm sorry, I can't take this commission." ”

Bang –

Another heavy bag of metal was placed on the table, attracting the eyes of the entire tavern to spy secretly, and no one knew that this man who had wandered around the tavern all day and had messy hair was such a hidden rich man.

The man pleaded, "Here are a thousand small Slovenian silver coins, they are all mine, as long as you promise to help me find the murderer, they are all yours!"

William was silent for a moment, still shaking his head and saying, "I'm sorry, I abide by the industry guidelines. ”

The man lowered his voice and said, "It is precisely because you are a demon hunter that I invited you, and next to my son's corpse, I found this." ”

He handed William a piece of cloth with a twisted and strange pattern on it, and after looking at it for a long time, he actually gave the illusion of being watched by him.

The man's tone was firm: "It must have been done by the believers of demons or evil gods." ”

"It didn't take long for the bounty hunters I commissioned to investigate, and they disappeared without a trace, they couldn't deal with demons at all, and I was told that demon hunters are experts in this area!"

The man's eyes were full of pleading, like a drowning man rushing to grasp the last straw.

William looked at this piece of cloth for a long time, and said with a solemn expression: "It was made by the demon, this is a sacrificial ritual formation, I took your commission." ”

On the one hand, he needs to bring as much money back as possible to help his people, and on the other hand, it is indeed his duty to hunt demons.

"Thank you!"

The man took his hand and said sincerely: "My name is Rumst, and I used to be the flag bearer of Ladoga, and these are all my net worth, so please help me find out the murderer of my son!"

"Ladoga?"

William said in a deep voice: "It's not close to here, and it shouldn't have been affected by the war, right?"

The man sighed lightly: "It was the Earl who brought us here to participate in the war, we already had the upper hand, and even the head of the Knights of the Sword was killed by us, but who knew that the Count of Bohemia and a group of knights came over with reinforcements at a critical moment.

As a result, after that battle, the Earl was defeated and killed.

We wanted to go home, and as soon as we got here, we heard that Ladoga had been razed to the ground by a group of monsters, and I took my son and all my savings to live here in peace, but when I came home that night, I saw him dead in the courtyard, and the pattern and the smell of sulfur were everywhere. ”

The man's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists like a madman, and he hadn't slept for many days.

This is a man who has given up everything for revenge.

"I think you'd better rest for a while. ”

William sighed lightly: "Don't worry, since I have agreed to your commission, I will not leave here until I help you find the murderer." ”

...

A sudden storm swept across the Gobland Islands, and the winds and torrential rain turned the entire island into a vast ocean.

Earthquakes, flash floods, mudslides, and all kinds of disasters erupted at the same time, completely covering up the village that had been burned and slaughtered by the hunters.

Leon and Loga were hiding in the treetops, their bodies covered in mud and looking extremely embarrassed.

But if you look closely, the two of them are actually leaning against the tree, resting with their eyes closed, as if they are not worried about falling into the rolling torrent under their feet.

Loga suddenly asked, "When will this storm end?"

Leon shook his head: "I don't know, but I can sense that this storm has extraordinary power." ”

"So what are we going to do?"

"What else can I do? ”

In this kind of weather, it is too dangerous for Rhaegar to rise into the air rashly.

Moreover, Leon was eager to explore the root cause of the storm.

There was a little flattery in Luojia's tone: "By the way, brother, you haven't told me if you accept me to team up with you?"

Although his strength is not weak, he is still too immature, and he has two consecutive demon hunts, which makes him very convinced of Li Ang.

"Don't call me brother. ”

Li Ang hurriedly waved his hand: "Plus the years you were buried in the sarcophagus, you must be older than me!"

Luo Jia was dissatisfied: "How can that be counted?"

Li Ang smiled: "Forget it, you can call it if you want." As for whether or not to accept you - didn't I tell you before, I'm not the only one in my team, so I'll wait until I show you to meet the rest of my teammates, I think there's a good chance you'll get along. ”

At that moment, his feet shook violently again.

The earthquake that had just subsided had just subsided.