Arwen stopped and faced Elena's teasing, without much emotion.
Looking at her through cat eyes, under the moonlight, her skin looked extremely white, and her blond hair swayed in the cold wind.
"What about you, Elena?"
"I can see that you are well-educated. How come you are not a noble lady? Instead, you join the army?"
Elena raised his hand to push the blond hair out of his eyes behind his ears, and then waved the dagger on his waist.
"Ha, I like to go to the Blue Mountains in the spring to chase those fast snowshoe rabbits."
"And my archery skills----"
She shook her head and smiled, "You should be able to tell that my ears are very obvious. In fact, I am a quarter of elf blood."
"My grandmother was an elf, and these green eyes are the only memory she left to me."
"In the eyes of these Kaedwen nobles, mixed-race people like me, with some beauty, should lie on their crotches and become their playthings."
"At that time I hated my blood."
"But I didn't give up," she said with fierceness in her eyes, "I grew my hair long and covered my ears. My position as commander was achieved bit by bit with the bow and arrow in my hand.
"To this day, I still have to thank my blue eyes and my elf blood."
"Archery is what elves are best at, isn't it?"
Arwen looked at her and nodded silently.
"Commander, I may need to ask you about bows and arrows in a few days."
"Of course, you are always welcome." Elena spread his hands and spoke in a relaxed tone.
Arwen lowered his eyes slightly, and the two continued to move forward aimlessly.
Elf blood, eyes.
Arwen thought silently in his heart.
In fact, logically speaking, isn't that the same for witchers?
Terrible eyesight, extraordinary physical strength, and amazing endurance.
Which of these three items is not made for bows and arrows?
If there wasn't a good archery master in Kyle·Mohan, he would have gone to ask for advice.
The two continued to move forward and came to a pasture.
Arwen suddenly stopped and looked at the haystack not far away.
There was a faint sound of tearing cloth and a faint smell of alcohol.
"Hey, now that you know how to be honest, you dare to lock the door. Let's see if I pull you outside this time to see if you still dare to lock the door!"
"Your bastard Piers died in the mine anyway. In this world, there are not many men to protect you. How are you going to survive this winter?"
"It's just that I haven't tasted a woman yet. This body——"
"Tsk tsk, no wonder this bastard Piers won't let her out, she turns out to be so beautiful."
"I can't wait any longer. Cover this haystack, it's still warm inside."
"Go away. I was the one who opened her door first. I came first."
Elena hesitated for a moment, looked gloomy, and instantly stretched his right hand towards the long bow behind his back.
"Come out!"
The movement behind the haystack suddenly quieted down, and after a while, four people came out.
They wore hats tilted to one side, vests and cotton jackets filled with hay, and carried unfinished bottles of wine in their hands. One of the leaders was holding up his trousers belt casually.
The leading strong man burped and said.
"Hey, where did this outsider come from?"
"We're having fun, you know?"
They could clearly see their outfits through the faint moonlight.
When they saw Arwen's cat eyes clearly, they did not show fear, but instead laughed exaggeratedly.
"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Monstrum?"
"Hey, look, those are cat eyes!"
"Hahaha!"
The remaining four people laughed wantonly, their cheeks were red and they smelled of alcohol.
"And there's this blonde woman - oh my God, this figure, this face -"
"Do you want to have fun too? Blonde girl, come with us, haha."
The leader said with a lewd smile.
Elena said coldly, "According to Kaedwen law, rape----"
"No, it's too much trouble."
Arwen's voice was calm, and he reached over his shoulder and grasped the hilt of the giant sword.
"What's wrong? Monstrum You still want to move----"
The leading strong man hasn't finished speaking yet.
In order to provoke him, the person next to him grabbed the pitchfork next to him and stabbed Arwen hard in the body, shouting.
"Go to hell, Monstrum with cat eyes!"
The black-haired demon hunter took a step forward, and the special buckle of the scabbard on his back instantly opened. With the twist of his turn, a dark arc of light erupted directly under the moonlight, and the giant sword poured out with fierce sword energy.
"Qiang!"
The pitchfork broke, and a sad red flower suddenly bloomed on its neck.
Due to the huge inertia, the head left the shoulders directly. After spinning several times in the air, it hit the snow heavily.
"Boom!"
The leading rogue didn't even have time to show his horrified expression.
Arwen held the giant sword with one hand and flicked it, cutting the opponent's entire body into two pieces.
The remaining two scoundrels were so frightened that they collapsed on the snow. They were half awake from the wine in an instant, and their urine flowed down their trousers, steaming in the snow.
"Spare----spare my life----"
Arwen didn't give them a chance to regret, it was just a simple sweep and counterattack.
In just one breath, all four people were killed instantly, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.
Elena was stunned.
Fast, too fast.
She didn't even see clearly when Arwen drew his sword.
Elena took back the long bow that was not fully drawn. She stepped forward and looked at the broken corpses on the ground.
"You shouldn't have just killed them."
Arwen wiped the blood stains on the sword and glanced at her lightly.
"Too cruel?"
"No," her tone was extremely cold, "It would be too easy for them to simply die."
"If they fall into my hands, I will shackle their feet and stay in the mine until they die."
Arwen then sheathed the sword.
He would like to, but he doesn't have a mine of his own.
His eyes looked at the huddled figure behind the haystack.
The woman looked to be in her twenties, her clothes were ragged, and her body was huddled in a haystack. Her exposed skin was red from the cold weather, and her body was shaking constantly.
"It's okay."
Arwen took a few steps forward and stretched out a hand.
The woman's lips were bloodless and her eyes were hollow, as if she had no soul.
Her eyes followed Arwen's hand, and when she saw the yellow cat eyes, her tone suddenly became excited.
"Monster----is a monster----"
"Piers----Piers----"
"You monsters----my husband is not dead----not dead----don't touch me----"
She waved her hands wildly.
Elena quickly stepped forward and wanted to reach out to comfort him, but was forced back half a step by the woman's sharp scream and could only freeze in place.
Arwen frowned and pinched Axii Sign with his backhand.
The other party is still talking nonsense.
Axii can soothe the emotions of ordinary people, but it is difficult to have any effect on a completely collapsed crazy mind.
It's obvious that this woman has gone crazy.