The two of them traveled all day and finally arrived at the foot of the Misty Mountains in the evening.
Although he did not encounter an enemy, Dick felt more and more uneasy because Xiya's originally pale cheeks became unnaturally flushed, and the fine beads of sweat glowed like pearls in the sun.
When she raised her hands to arrange her hair, Dick saw spiderweb-like red lines on her neck, as if Lava was flowing under her skin, and those blood vessel-like light marks flickered on and off every time she breathed.
The Flames element in her body became restless again.
"It's okay, Dick, I can still hold on. As long as we reach Noldor Forest in two days."
Dick nodded and said no more.
The two of them found a secluded corner and lit a bonfire.
Dick carefully laid out a blanket and chose a sheltered place to protect Xiya as he slept.
Nothing happened all night.
In the early morning of the next day, Dick saw the building in front of him from a distance and knew that he was very close to Mist Swamp.
In front of him was a tall compound. It was the same Snow Village that he, Ruiwen, and Anson had visited when they came to the Misty Mountains to look for medicine.
Di K'Juda held the reins, stopped slowly nearby, and then concentrated on turning on Witcher Senses.
He heard the bustling laughter coming from the Snow Village compound, which seemed to be mixed with the voices of his acquaintance Gordon and the voices of many other people.
He calmed down and listened carefully for a moment, and found that these people were all nobles who were here for vacation.
Dick felt a little relaxed, but after thinking for a moment, he quickly formed a seal with his right hand and gently patted the outside of the carriage.
In the blink of an eye, a layer of khaki three-layer runes enveloped the entire carriage.
After Protection Sign started, Dick whispered to Xiya, "I'll go in first, and if something happens, just shout a warning."
"Go ahead with peace of mind."
Dick pushed open the door outside the compound and looked in. Sure enough, there were several people in aristocratic costumes talking and laughing, and there were more than twenty guards standing beside them;
The person in charge of Snow Village, Gordon, is introducing them to how to control a sled dog and get to know the equipment of the Misty Mountains. It seems that the guests this time are mainly aristocratic adventurers.
Among them was an extremely tall and thin nobleman, wearing a decent cowboy hat and an eyepatch on his left eye. He glanced at Dick with a smile:
"Hey, Witcher, are you here for vacation too?"
Gordon on the side also laughed and said, "Dick, my old man, you... you are here."
After the two hugged, Dick smiled and said, "Your business is pretty good."
"Hey, it's okay for just these few days. By the way, why are you here?"
"I have something to do." Dick naturally didn't want to involve Gordon in his escape.
"You came here by yourself?"
Dick hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.
"Now that you're here, I'll prepare some food for you. Come on, drink some mulled wine first."
Gordon pointed at a person with a smile, and before Dick could refuse, the person quickly ran into the house.
Soon, he came out holding a bowl of wine with slightly trembling hands. Gordon took it and handed it to Dick with a smile on his face, "Drink."
He said slowly,
"This will dispel all the cold air in the depths of the Misty Mountains.
This kind of season is just right to go to the Misty Mountains to collect herbs."
When Dick took the porcelain bowl, he suddenly remembered that when he and Anson went to the Misty Mountains, Anson said that late winter was the best time to relax and collect herbs in the Misty Mountains, and it was almost the end of February.
As soon as he raised the bowl to his mouth, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the noble guests around him were all looking towards him, and their hands were all on the hilts of their swords at their waists.
With a "pop" sound, the entire porcelain bowl exploded in the face of a noble guard.
When the scalding red wine flowed into his wound cut by the fragment of the porcelain bowl, acrid thick smoke arose.
As soon as Dick finished this action, he pushed Gordon aside. The fingers of his left hand danced quickly to accumulate power, and a vigorous fan-shaped Mind Shockwave was instantly produced from the palm of his hand.
The six guards were unprepared and were instantly thrown three meters away by the Mind Shockwave, splashing up a large amount of flying snow.
Amidst the scream of the black sword cutting through the air, Dick rushed forward like an arrow from a string.
The blade of the sword cut through the falling snowflakes, reflecting a cold light in the one-eye. Two dirty wolf head ornaments hung on the leather belt of the mercenary leader - the symbol of the School of the Coyote demon hunter.
One Eye took five steps back, drew out the short crossbow from his waist, and shot out an arrow. Dick dodged sideways.
The other guards also reacted at this time, holding weapons and rushing towards Dick while shouting.
"Kill this witcher and the witch will have no one to protect her, and you will get a lot of bounty!"
Gordon had already told the other guys to hide in the corner of the courtyard.
Dick shows no mercy to these mercenaries pretending to be guards. Even if Blood of Madness is not turned on, his combat effectiveness is extremely strong at the moment.
These people only feel a blurry shadow printed on their retinas:
Dick moved around, swinging his sword like cutting off a vine, blood lines flying in the air and bursting, glowing scarlet under the refraction of the sun.
After a few breaths, in the center of the entire courtyard, only the tip of Dick's long sword was pointed at the ground, with blood flowing continuously.
Opposite him was the one-eyed mercenary.
"You are indeed very powerful, Demon Hunter." One Eye paced slowly, seemingly looking for Dick's flaws.
He took off his silver-inlaid leather belt, and the three badges collided with each other and made a crisp sound like a reminder.
Coyote's fangs are still stained with dark brown blood, and the mithril coating on the grizzly bear's palm has been corroded into honeycomb-shaped holes.
"But I've killed three witchers like you."
He fiddled with the pendant carefully,
"School of the Coyote Two demon hunters, School of the Grizzly Bear one demon hunter. They all acted arrogantly before the conflict with me, but in the end, the corpses all knelt at my feet.
Before you become a corpse like them, I want to declare to you the name of the king - Bangtena.
Remember me, otherwise you won't know who to seek revenge on when you are reincarnated as an adult."
Dick suddenly laughed, laughing so hard that he was a little out of breath.
Bangtena's eyes widened and the veins on his forehead twitched slightly. "Are you laughing at me?"
Dick pointed at him and said, "Looking at your ability, it seems that you are not even a master Swordsmanship. I doubt how you killed those demon hunters."
Bangtena snorted coldly, "The ability is not only reflected in the long sword. It's you who should be worried now, Demon Hunter."
Use your beast-like ears and listen carefully, then World-Destroying Witch is probably about to be taken down by my collaborators right now, right?"
Dick's face darkened, the tips of his ears moved slightly, and he heard some noises coming from outside the car.
He was about to turn around and go back when Bangtena shouted:
"We have already discussed this. I will lead you here. If you dare to go out, the witch will have her throat cut in an instant."
Seeing Dick motionless, Bangtena laughed more and more wantonly:
"It seems that the witch is really important to you.
Now, kneel before me!
What, you still want to retain your manliness?
If you don't kneel down..."
Bangtena's voice gradually turned cold, "The witch is dead."
As he said that, he pointed at Gordon who had taken out his sword in the corner.
"Don't be too presumptuous, you guys. I still have many companions outside."
Gordon After hearing this, he stopped acting rashly and just held the hilt of the sword tightly.
Dick said nothing and slowly knelt down on one knee.
"Very good."
Bangtena grinned, and he walked in front of Dick in a few steps. His teeth reflected the dazzling cold light under the refraction of the sun.
"Just be obedient... and accompany your witch to reincarnation."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed through, and the tip of the sword penetrated Dick's throat.
Gordon on the side was in disbelief, "No!"
With a "clang" sound, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.
Bangtena stared viciously into Dick's eyes again,
"I'm kidding you. Although the three people outside are collaborators, they don't listen to my orders."
However, the next moment, his eyes widened, his eyes suddenly bulged out from his eye sockets, and his mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to make a sound.
But when he saw his abdomen was penetrated by a bronze palm, he looked at Dick in disbelief. After Giantification's palm was withdrawn, his body fell backwards.
With a "bang", he fell to the ground, twitching all over his body, and lost his breath in the blink of an eye.
Dick stood up and turned around. Under Gordon's incredible eyes, he smiled and said to Gordon:
"I'm fine, don't worry.
It's not very stable recently, so you'd better do business later.
You all should leave in a moment."
"Okay, okay..."
Gordon didn't dare to ask any more questions and immediately ordered his men to start packing.
Dick spat on Bangtena's face and coldly snorted:
"With your ordinary skills, you haven't even mastered Sword Qi, and you still want to hunt down witchers?"
Then, he quickly rushed out of the courtyard.
But the carriage was seen quietly stopping in place, but the Protection Sign runes circulating outside had completely disappeared;
In front of the carriage, three figures stood proudly.