Kebi clapped his hands, and a soldier came over holding a suit of armor.
Dick looked at the armor. It was a set of soft leather armor. It looked light and strong, and it should have good defense.
Fisher said with a smile, "It's the same as my armor."
"This is the Odinburg guard captain's armor. Just put on this armor.
"I know you are a demon hunter, and you have to deal with demon hunting commissions every day. Without better armor, it will be very troublesome."
"Thank you." Dick nodded and took the armor. There were only a few men around, so there was no need to avoid it, so he put it on directly.
Kebi looked at Dick who was wearing the armor of captain Odinburg with admiration.
"Dick, if you get tired and don't want to be a demon hunter anymore, you can come to me and I'll make you the deputy captain. How about you and Fisher guarding Odinburg?"
"Let's talk about it later."
Dick knew this was Kebi's joke and didn't care. After putting the two swords behind him on his back, he tied up his waist bag.
Just as he was about to say hello and go out to look for a commission, there was a sound of crying at the door.
"Master Witcher, save my old man, save him!"
"What's going on?" Kebi frowned.
"Let's go over and have a look."
Dick suggested, and several people came to the castle gate and looked at the middle-aged woman who was blocked by the guard soldiers.
Her eyes were red, she was crying loudly, and she didn't look like she was from a wealthy family.
"Aunt Shake, what happened?" Kebi asked.
"Master Kebi, please save my husband Jordan! He went fishing along the river this morning and never came back."
"Don't stop her." Kebi waved his hand to the surrounding soldiers.
"Yes." the soldier responded.
"Tell me more, what's going on? Dick is here, I believe he can help."
"Oh, great, that's it. Didn't we Odinburg suffer the same hardship as Jatu Demons in the past two days? And there are corpses blocked in the river on the west side, and there are not many fish.
"So my husband decided to get up early and go downstream to find a place with clear water to fish.
"But now it's almost noon and he hasn't come back. I always feel like something happened to him."
"It's still early, why do you think so?" Dick asked.
"Because my husband told me that it would only take two hours to come back, but now it has been six or seven hours. Please help me find him."
"Then you didn't look downstream along the river bank?"
"My fellow villagers and I all went looking for it. But the further downstream, the thicker the fog there was, and laughter could be heard from inside, just like the laughter of children.
"But how could there be any children in that place? We always felt that it should be some other Monster, so we came to find you." The woman looked sad and angry.
"Well, then this counts as a commission?"
"Yes, it's a commission." The woman nodded quickly and said, "Master Dick, I don't have much money recently, can you charge less Kelang?"
Dick was about to nod when Kebi on the side said, "I've paid for the commission, Dick, so be it."
As he said this, he turned to Fisher, who directly touched his pocket and took out a money bag.
"Dick, this is 100 Kelang, as the commission fee for this time. You don't have to refuse, you demon hunters have rules, I understand this. No matter how close or distant our relationship is, we must accept it."
Dick nodded, took the money and put it into his pocket. "Then Aunt Shake, please take me there now."
Kebi said again, "Dick, I can't go with you this time. Odinburg still has many things to deal with." "I understand."
"Aunt Shake, you don't have to worry too much. Dick is a professional demon hunter. He can solve all difficulties."
The woman wiped away her tears and said, "That's great, Master Demon Hunter, please come with me."
Not long after, the two came to the waterside village where Dick once eradicated Drowner.
A group of villagers were waiting there, their faces full of fear and sorrow. They were obviously entrusted with their livelihood. They would not be able to fish nearby for a while, and the distance was shrouded in fog, which would cut off the villagers' livelihood.
The leader Dick has seen him, he is none other than Sheriff O'Neill.
"Master Demon Hunter, please excuse me. Do you need me to describe it in more detail?"
"Anything else to add?" Dick asked.
"Nothing to add, but there is fog about a kilometer downstream along the river bank, and we discovered this."
He handed over a Straw Hat with two scratches on the cap.
"This is?"
"This is Jordan's hat. We found it outside the thick fog. It may be of some help to you."
Dick Looked carefully at the scratches on Straw Hat, "It's very sharp, like a sword."
He got closer and took a sniff, "The smell of fish is very strong and there is no smell of steel, so this scratch should be..."
There was something Dick didn't say, he just gave O'Neill a wink.
Both men understood the unspoken words: Monster did it.
But Aunt Shake was beside her, and the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not speak.
"Well, it should have been scraped by a branch."
"Then Master Dick will leave it to you."
"Just wait here."
"I want to go with you." Aunt Shake said with grief on her face, "Even if my husband was killed by Monster, I still want to see his body in person."
"Let's do this." O'Neill turned around and looked at the other villagers, "You guys stay here for now, while I, Aunt Shake, and Master Dick will go downstream together, do you understand?"
"Got it."
"Then you two stay away from me, I can't guarantee to protect you." Dick reminded.
"We understand." The latter said in unison.
Then, they walked downstream along the river.
Just as I walked further, I felt the mist in the air getting thicker and thicker. When I reached a certain point, the thick fog in front of me was clearly distinct from the surrounding mist, and I couldn't see anything inside.
Seeing this, Dick concentrated on turning on Witcher Senses, and then pulled out the silver sword from behind. He could vaguely hear a baby-like sound of laughter coming from inside.
"You two stand back."
The two knew that Dick was a professional, so they naturally followed suit.
Dick squatted down and started looking for traces.
In just a moment, he found a row of messy footprints, leading directly to the depths of the thick fog.
Dick immediately marked the footprints with Witcher Senses, and a dark red dotted line appeared in the sky, winding into the depths of the thick fog.
Dick covered his eyes with his hands and stepped directly into the thick fog.
After entering, I found that the fog inside seemed to be lighter. Dick turned his head and shouted, "Aunt Shake, O'Neill, can you hear what I say?"
No one responded.
Dick knows that this should be a spell cast by the monster, which blocks the transmission of sound.
As for that baby-like sound of laughter, it is just bait to lure prey.