This time, Dick felt very stressed.
If it were such a large place in the wilderness, he could still roam around, but the place was only so big and there was nowhere to hide. In the end, he could only stand in a corner, resisting the attacks of many people, and occasionally staring at one of them and punching them hard.
The audience in the audience were already stunned.
They saw a group of people fighting around the demon hunter, but the demon hunter always protected his vital points and fought back from time to time.
Moreover, the target of the fight back was only one of the six people. In the end, the person was overwhelmed and took a few steps back.
Then he rubbed his eyes, which had been beaten until there was only a slit left, and said aggrievedly, "Why did you only hit me?"
Dick didn't answer. Seeing that the person didn't dare to step forward anymore, his pressure was greatly reduced and he immediately stared at the next person.
After a while, Dick gasped for air and wiped the blood and sweat from his forehead, which was cut open by the elbow of some bastard in front of him.
The outside of my left arm also felt sore and tender. It must have been kicked by one of them.
But looking around, all six men were lying down, wailing, covering their heads or waists, crying out in pain.
The most seriously injured among them was the first man Dick dealt with.
There was no way, after the other five men were dealt with, the first man stood in the corner of the ring dumbfounded.
Dick couldn't hold it back and threw two more punches.
There was silence all around, no one was celebrating or cursing.
"Gulu."
Dick turned back to look at the man in the top hat. The man in the top hat had just swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The latter quickly asked, "Master... Demon Hunter, you... are you still fighting?"
"No more fighting. I had a lot of fun today. Please help me settle the account."
"Okay, I... I announce that the final winner is the Demon Hunter Master Dick!"
Then Dick borrowed a towel and carefully wiped off the sweat and blood on his body.
After putting on the armor, he received the bonus and put it into the space bag.
However, after this fight, I obviously felt more and more empty and hungry.
This [Intermediate Self-Healing] was good, but it consumed too much energy. I quickly pushed away the crowd and walked towards the hotel.
The people around him spontaneously made way for him, and some people even dared not look directly into the witcher's eyes.
They were all scared. How could one of them kill six strong men at once? It seemed that only the demon hunter in front of them could do it.
Opening the door, the store was also very lively.
It was winter, and the surrounding farmers couldn't farm, so they saved some money and spent a few copper coins here to drink wine and order a side dish during the day.
At night, I go back to bed with my wife and kids in my arms.
Except for the occasional intrusion from Jatu, my life was relatively comfortable, of course only during this period.
After the early spring of next year, I will start working hard again and confine myself to that small piece of land.
Dick randomly found a corner seat and sat down. A waiter came over immediately with a smile on his face, "Master Dick, I just watched your game, you are really like this!"
The waiter gave a thumbs up.
Dick Look at this person, isn't he the waiter who just sold horse stuff for him?
"I'm hungry and want to eat something."
"Understood, What does Master Dick want to eat?"
"Meat, please have some more milk."
"We don't have milk, but is goat's milk okay? And we also have some grilled pork chops."
"Okay, you can add some side dishes as you like."
"Okay!"
After a while, after Dick had eaten and drank enough, he couldn't help but lean on the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.
Then, he walked to the bar and said, "Young man, I want to ask you something."
The only young waiter from before was at the bar.
The latter quickly smiled and said, "Master Dick, please tell me?"
"I would like to know if there are any monster hunting commissions around here? If not, I will check out now and leave directly.
"If there is, I will stay a little longer and maybe stay here."
"You're asking this kind of thing? You came just in time. Please wait for me."
With that said, the young man turned around and shouted towards the kitchen door behind the bar, "Dad, dad, there is a witcher looking for a commission, come quickly!"
Then, a man's curse came from the kitchen, and a man with a goatee and a chef's hat walked out of the kitchen,
"I said you have been frizzy all day long. What are you like? I haven't finished cooking yet, so let me come out. By the way, where is the master witcher you mentioned?"
"That's him. His name is Dick. He was playing against those people outside today and his skills were really good."
"Day by day, I just watch the game and don't know how to work. Didn't you look at the third table on the left? Now I want wine, so hurry up and send it to me."
"I know, I know." The young man muttered, but he quickly poured two glasses of wine from the bar, put them on a tray, and walked towards a wine table in the hotel.
The boss glanced at Dick, a little hesitant. "You are so young, he must have just started training, right? I don't know if he can be relied on."
Dick replied in a deep voice, "We demon hunters have a long lifespan. Although I am young, I am already 70 years old. I have rich experience and have killed countless monsters, so you can rest assured to entrust the demon hunting to me."
"Oh, that's it. Then you are older than my dead father. Your name is Dick, right? Master Dick, I do have a commission."
"Tell me in detail. The more detailed you are, the better."
"Okay." The boss responded, and then said, "A few days ago, this place was relatively peaceful. Although there were Jatu Demons running around, it was said that they were defeated by the army led by our Queen Meve.
"But for the past week, Monster has always appeared nearby at night."
"What kind of Monster?"
"Actually, we don't know, no one dares to go out and take a look.
"I am actually from around here. I was a chef in my early years. I returned to my hometown and opened a hotel and asked my son to help me as a waiter.
"And the people who come here to drink and eat are basically farmers who have some extra money in winter, or mercenaries who come and go, just like the seven or eight Black Cat Mercenary Company behind you who are always making trouble here or harassing women nearby, those scum!"
The boss cursed in a low voice and continued, "About a week ago, our farmers came back one after another and had troubles.
"I could hear the howling of wolves, but because it was almost midnight, no one dared to go out.
"In the morning of the next day, we found that the accident guest's body was intact, but his neck had been bitten open by Monster, and all the blood had been sucked out." At the end of the sentence, the boss's voice was trembling.
The sound of howling wolves, could it be Werewolf?
No, Werewolf knows how to eat meat.
"Boss, are you sure that except for the neck, there is no missing flesh anywhere else? And that Monster just sucked blood?"
"Master Dick, I know what you mean, I'm sure.
"This is winter. If Monster didn't suck blood, the blood would quickly flow to the snow and turn into red ice."
"That's weird." Dick rubbed his chin. "The monster you mentioned looks like both Werewolf and a vampire. By the way, is the howl you heard made by a kind of Monster?"