In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
In the evening, Dick came to Bark village near Sarleon.
I looked around for a hotel but found nothing.
Dick knocked on the door of a villager's house. With the keen senses of a demon hunter, he clearly heard the tense and rapid breathing of the villagers inside the house - no one opened the door.
He didn't force it, thinking that he might have to sleep in the wild tonight.
He planned to find an abandoned place to rest, as long as it could be protected from the wind.
After all, with my current physical condition, I won't feel too cold even if it's minus 30 degrees Celsius.
Dick was walking a few steps along a path when a silly male voice came from behind:
"Friends in front of me, please stop for a moment.
I'm wondering if you are looking for a place to sleep outdoors?
Why do I feel that this figure looks strangely familiar?"
Dick turned around suddenly, and through the dim light like a cat's eye in the darkness, he could clearly see the appearance of the person coming.
He is nearly two meters tall, with a strong build and dark skin. He is dressed in heavy black armor and carries a huge sword on his back.
Moonlight sprinkled down, and his big bald head actually reflected the dazzling light.
In the night, the strong man's eyes shimmered like cat eyes.
When the strong man saw Dick turning around, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Then he was so excited that his whole body trembled, and he rushed to Dick in a few strides, opened his arms and embraced him.
After letting go, Tyson laughed boldly, "I didn't expect to meet you here, I'm really blessed by Kaer!"
"I didn't expect to meet you either. But why are you here?"
"It's a long story, but let's find a place to rest first.
Sarleon is not as welcoming to witchers as Northern Kingdoms.
During this time, I hunted demons within the territory. The more chaotic the world became, the more Necrophages I found. Now I am used to finding places to rest in the wilderness."
Tyson is really familiar with this place. It didn't take long for them to find an abandoned wooden warehouse.
The wooden beams of the warehouse have long since decayed, and Moonlight poured down from the half-missed roof, casting mottled light and shadow on the cobweb-covered walls.
The two demon hunters casually brought hay from the corner and placed it on the ground. The demon hunters were both strong and healthy, so naturally they would not get sick due to this harsh environment.
At this time, two demon hunters from School of the Lynx and Grizzly Bear faction were grilling food around the campfire. The ingredients were provided by Dick.
Tyson The food during this period was obviously not very good. Looking at the roast duck on the shelf, I kept swallowing my saliva.
Dick took out a bottle of the Bacchus Empire's fine white grape wine from his space pocket and handed it to Tyson.
Tyson Without being polite, he gently twisted the cork with two thick fingers, and with a "pop" sound, the cork was easily pulled out.
He directly pointed his big nostril at the mouth of the wine bottle, inhaled hard, rolled his eyes upward, and sighed loudly, "What a fragrant wine!"
Dick's eyes twitched, and he took out another bottle of wine from the space badge, opened it and took a sip, "This bottle belongs to me, that bottle belongs to you, don't touch mine."
"I know, I know."
The two touched the wine bottles lightly and drank happily.
While drinking, in the blink of an eye, Tyson had finished the medium-rare roast duck.
Dick was not worried about his large appetite, and took out two huge deer legs from the space badge that had been pickled in advance with the white grape orchard steward.
Each deer leg weighs nearly 20 pounds and has been cut at a certain angle by a blade.
At this time, after Flames is roasted, the aroma comes out.
After a while, Dick cut off two large pieces with a dagger and handed them to Tyson. He also kept a piece for himself, and the two of them drank and chatted.
When the giant Tyson finally finished eating, Dick slowly spoke.
The light and shadow of Flames reflected on his face, making him half-dark, "Actually, I went to the Bascus Empire some time ago and also went to your father's laboratory."
Tyson remained silent.
"I went with a few demon hunters that you should know, Geralt and Russell. We all performed Secondary Mutation, and our abilities have been improved.
The mutation instrument developed by Professor Seir has brought qualitative changes to Witcher Order.
Now that I am the grand leader of the religious order, you must also understand..."
"I have known about the tragedy of the sect for a long time." Tyson showed a trace of frustration on his dark face.
"Although there are not many people left in School of the Grizzly Bear, fortunately Beier is still alive and everything will develop in a good direction.
But I want to ask, why didn't you go back to the Bacchus Empire to see your parents? Is it just because you were doing experiments with horses?"
Tyson scratched his smooth head,
"It's not just because of this. It's just that my father always wants me to stay with them, and also wants me to get a wife and have children."
He shrugged, with a wry smile on his lips, "But how can a witcher give birth to a child? I don't want to disturb them, it's enough to have my brother by their side."
"Then you should go back and take a look often. Many people in this world can't believe it, but family members are the few who can be sincere, especially Saier who is sincere to you. Listen to my advice." Dick said as if reasoning to a child.
"Okay... let's do it."
The branches in the bonfire creaked under the Flames.
Dick took out some food from his pocket and put it on the fire again to roast it.
He clearly noticed that Tyson was subconsciously staring at the piece of meat in his hand.
This foodie got hungry so quickly.
Amid the aroma of meat, the two continued to chat.
"When will we come back to Northern Kingdoms? We are half Northern Kingdoms people after all.
Queen Meve has died, and other countries are always watching at the border. This is what I heard Geralt say.
If you go back and handle some demon hunting commissions in the countryside, the pressure on the local sheriff will be reduced."
"I will go back after finishing this task."
"What mission? Tell me about it."
"Dick, there aren't many monsters for you to kill this time.
And I follow the principle of chivalry: wherever there is evil, I will support the weak and uphold justice.
Now there is no peace in Sarleon. An uprising broke out. People from the two previous villages actually got into a fight.
I never thought that disputes would arise among the villagers during the peasant uprising.
So I upheld justice and temporarily persuaded them to retreat."
"Peasant uprising is not a trivial matter. Didn't Sarleon's monarch send troops to suppress it? Once an uprising is like a prairie fire, it will be difficult to extinguish.
"Forget it, I don't want to worry too much about this. I have more important things."
Tyson sat up straight, with tense lines on his face, "Three days ago I saw the rebels hanging the tax collector by the river, and yesterday I saw the private soldiers of the nobles nailing the wives and daughters of the rebels to the mill windmill."
He tightened his grip on the wine bottle, and glass shards fell from between his fingers.
"Somewhat ironically... both groups of people have the Eternal Fire holy emblem hanging around their necks. The evil dragons and dragon slayers in this world actually have the same belief."
"You are just nosy." Dick knew Tyson's temper and didn't say anything more.
"As for the commission tomorrow morning, will you still go with me? Let's make it clear first that I don't ask for commission money."
"Of course I have to go, I will ask for the commission money. You can't keep being such a 'holy mother', otherwise you will suffer a loss sooner or later."
"Holy Mother?" Tyson chuckled again,
"This is a good name. I will call you [Holy Mother Tyson] from now on."
Dick tapped his temples speechlessly.
"With you here, tomorrow's mission will definitely go smoothly, and those three poor people will be rescued safely."
"I can't guarantee this. Please briefly tell me about the mission."