Dick gently rubbed his temples with his index finger, and then said, "That's all, I'll go back with you later. Is Tyson still there?"
"Yes, he is here." Green responded quickly.
Dick thought to himself, it seems that when the time comes, he can only ask Tyson for specific information. Green's words are really too boring and miss the point.
"Then wait for me a moment."
Dick walked to the stable and found his tall horse.
'Spotty' saw Dick coming over, nuzzled him with her head affectionately, and even extended her warm tongue to lick Dick's cheek.
When Dick saw this, his heart moved:
The new skill [Beast Taming] seems to make my mount more intimate to me.
In this case, why not give it another try...
Then, he jumped on the horse, without holding the saddle, but lowered his head and said to 'Spotty': "Next, walk out of the courtyard."
'Spotty' turned around, the big horse's eyes were full of confusion.
Only then did Dick realize that the junior [Beast Taming] was not as powerful as imagined, and even close mounts could not fully communicate.
And Green came over at some point, raised his head and asked, "Master Dick, what are you doing?"
"Nothing." Dick quickly calmed down and held the reins with a stern expression, "Let's set off now. By the way, do you have a mount?"
"Yes, yes, my little donkey is tied to the big tree outside the Lady Kardashian courtyard."
"How far is Hot Spring Village from here?"
"3 kilometers."
"That's okay, let's set off."
After a while, both of them got on their mounts.
Green's mount is a small donkey, although it is not big, but it is really powerful and can closely follow the pace of the tall horse.
However, Dick also knew that he deliberately controlled his riding speed to let Green follow.
The little donkey kept howling softly along the way, as if trying to attract 'Spotty''s attention.
But the latter ignored him and just stared straight ahead.
Not long after, Dick saw the densely arranged houses from the hillside, and knew that he had arrived at Hot Spring Village.
At this time, the little donkey surpassed 'Spotty' and stood in front of Dick with a proud look on his face.
'Spotty' had no reaction, but when it went down the hillside, it immediately picked up speed and overtook the little donkey, and at the same time, its tail slapped the beast's face hard.
"Ouch!"
The howl of pain sounded, and Dick quickly pulled on the reins. He was relieved when he saw that Green on the horse did not fall.
Then he hurriedly dismounted, saw 'Spotty' baring his teeth proudly, and touched its horse's head. "You are so naughty."
Then he looked back at Green: "Are you okay?"
Green also got off the donkey. "It's okay. By the way, you are a professional demon hunter, you are very capable and can defeat monsters easily.
"Your mount also follows its master and is very capable. It bullied my little donkey to death."
Dick smiled awkwardly and didn't say much, then let Green lead the way. The little donkey no longer dared to show off in front of 'Spotty', and drooped its ears without saying a word.
The two led their mounts slowly to the center of Hot Spring Village.
There is a huge, snow-capped tree in the center, and the surrounding gravel-covered ground has been swept clean.
Looking around, there are dozens of houses in total. The courtyards of each house are almost connected together, and the courtyard door of one of them is wide open.
Green pointed at that person and said, "The little mute and the tall and strong demon hunter are right there."
"Okay, I get it."
The two immediately walked to the courtyard of that house, where four or five villagers were already pacing back and forth. When they saw Dick coming, they quickly made way.
After asking Green to tie his mount aside, Dick took the lead in entering the house.
The house is very simple, with rough wooden furniture and a bed.
Seeing Tyson sitting on the stool in front of the bed, looking worriedly at the person who was tightly tied with ropes on the bed.
The man was thin, dressed in rags, about fourteen or fifteen years old. He had a long tongue hanging out of his mouth, slapping it back and forth between his forehead and chin.
This is the little mute Green calls him.
The exaggerated length of the tongue actually slapped the little mute's cheeks until they turned red.
At this time, the little mute closed his eyes tightly and did not speak, as if he was dead.
Only the rise and fall of the chest proves that this is a living person.
On the side, Professor Seir is sitting at a table, holding a quill pen in his hand, recording something in a book, looking up at the little mute from time to time, with an expression of interest on his face.
Dick knows that such true experts and scholars will definitely have an inquiring mind when encountering something of interest.
He did not disturb Professor Seir, but walked up to Tyson.
"Dick, you're here." Tyson stood up in surprise.
"What's going on?"
"Hey, I can't deal with it. I feel like this child is possessed by a evil spirit."
"Isn't it easy to deal with the resentful spirit?" Dick said curiously, "You only need to use Magic Trap to force the resentful spirit out of his body, isn't that enough?"
"But", Tyson's dark face suddenly turned red,
"Dick, I belong to School of the Grizzly Bear. You also know that our School of the Grizzly Bear's purpose is to exercise well, wear heavy armor, and then use a giant sword to split monsters alive.
"Although I basically get full marks every time in cultural classes and I understand how Magic Trap works, I really can't put it to use."
"What? You don't know Magic Trap, so what do you know Signs?"
"Protection Sign."
"What else?"
"... gone."
"Okay."
No wonder in previous memories, master Master would be dismissive when he mentioned School of the Grizzly Bear. At that time, he also said that School of the Grizzly Bear was a guy with a head full of muscles.
Now it does seem to make some sense.
And when Tyson used to deal with evil spirits in the past, he would actually split them alive with a silver sword. How long would this take?
But his giant sword should be mixed with silver powder, and with Tyson's huge power, it should take less time to deal with the evil spirits... right?
Just as he was thinking about it, a young man's unruly voice came from behind him. "Are you the companion of this demon hunter?"
"Your companion is so incompetent that he can't even drive away the grudges."
Dick turned around to look at the person who came, wearing fine clothes, clean face, and looking pampered.
Green quickly took the young man's arm and whispered persuasion, as if he didn't want to cause any conflict between the young man and the demon hunter.
"Don't hold me." The young man shook his arm, then looked at Dick: "I am Pu'er, and I am the son of the village chief."
"Since you are the son of the village chief, why do you have such a bad attitude towards your father? This is wrong." Dick was surprised.
"I said I am the son of the village chief, but I am not the son of Green."
Pu'er was about to lose his temper at Dick when he suddenly remembered that the two people who were slaying the demons this time were both demon hunters.
The first demon hunter is School of the Grizzly Bear, who has a very good reputation among the people. I don't need to be respectful, but I can't guarantee that the second one will be the same.
Although he is the son of the village chief, his identity is completely unmatched by that of a demon hunter.
My father had dealt with the upper class and knew that there was a school of demon hunters who not only killed Monster, but also killed innocent people if they disagreed.
After taking another closer look, he realized that the demon hunter in front of him had a pendant hanging around his neck, with a cat-shaped head printed on it.
His pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help shouting, "You are [School of the Lynx] a demon hunter!"