The cold wind was like a knife, making a whimpering sound at the ruined mine entrance.
Cole The moment he saw the black-haired demon hunter again, fear surged across his face for a moment, and then turned into complete madness.
"Why are you still standing there? Shoot an arrow! Kill him! He is a mutant Monstrum!"
"Shoot him into a hedgehog! Whoever kills him, I'll give him 500 crowns!"
Cole roared and hid behind the caravan, only daring to poke his head out.
A heavy reward must be rewarded by a brave man. Several horse bandits wore thick leather armor, pulled out the scimitars at their waists, and looked at Arwen jokingly.
The horse bandits on the periphery now raised their light crossbows and hunting bows.
They have long been accustomed to a life of licking blood at the tip of a knife. Even though Arwen's cat eyes are frightening, with the absolute advantage of numbers, greed overwhelms the fear in their hearts.
Arwen looked at them with cat eyes. There were twenty-two people in total, sixteen melee ones and six long-range ones.
Each one has experienced many battles, no wonder these knights fell into their hands.
"Kill him! Kill him quickly! I'm going to skin this Monstrum!"
Cole is still shouting.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The crossbowman on the outside decisively pulled the trigger, and six arrows glowing with cold light were shot at Arwen's face, throat and heart with extremely precise accuracy.
Zachary, Nigel and others who were tied up could not help but close their eyes when they saw this scene.
At this distance, even an adult brown bear would be killed instantly, let alone a human being.
What's more, if he is alone, even a demon hunter with superb swordsmanship will not have time to defend himself.
But the next second.
The crisp cracking sounds sounded one by one.
Arwen[Dual Souls] accurately locked the flight trajectories of these six arrows, swept out the giant sword, and the terrifying strong wind overturned the three arrows.
Pressing the air with his left hand, a layer of light blue hemispherical magic shield visible to the naked eye appeared out of thin air in front of him.
Quen Sign.
The remaining three arrows were suspended in mid-air, and ripples appeared on the Quen shield.
The arrows fell to the ground one after another.
Zachary When the five people saw this scene, their pupils shrank slightly and their eyes showed extreme shock.
"This--what kind of witchcraft is this?"
The horse bandits who were loading crossbows were shocked, and the hand holding the crossbow began to tremble involuntarily.
Arwen exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes cold.
He bent his body slightly, kicked off his hind legs, and suddenly a deep hole was made in the snow under his feet.
The figure galloped out like a cheetah, as fast as lightning. It only took three breaths to cover a distance of nearly 100 meters, and directly rushed into the crowd of horse bandits.
"Pfft!"
There are no fancy sword skills, just pure violence.
Each time he drew his sword, he accurately killed a horse bandit.
Arwen stepped forward, held up the giant sword, and the dark sword body slammed down violently, flashing through the black arc of the moon.
The horse bandit in front of him was so frightened that he was scared to death and hurriedly raised his knife to block.
"Qiang!"
Sparks flew everywhere, and the scimitar broke instantly.
This sword split the man into two pieces with his sword.
The split flesh and blood collapsed vertically to both sides, and the blood exploded into blood mist in the air.
Half of the internal organs, mixed with the wriggling intestines, fell to the snow with a clatter, emitting frighteningly hot steam.
"Weird, Monstrum!"
Arwen There was an insulting voice coming from the side, and the sharp sword light struck quickly.
The former did not look at him, turned sideways, and avoided the knife skillfully.
His left hand reached out like a snake, and his five fingers were clasped on his face.
Without using Igni Sign, green venom came out from the fingertips, passed through the gloves, and stained the horse bandit's face.
"Zi la la!"
The sound of corrosion sounded, and a plume of black smoke came out.
"Ah!!!"
The horse bandit let out an astonishing scream. In just a moment, his face was eroded by the poison and turned into rotten flesh. Pieces of it fell off his cheeks, revealing his black skull.
[Rotthorn Toxin]
Arwen took one look at this effect and felt very satisfied.
He raised the giant sword with his right hand and swept it out.
The terrifying strong wind swept up the flying snow in the sky, directly breaking the calf of a horse bandit who was trying to escape.
"Ah!!! My legs!"
The horse bandit fell to the ground and let out a miserable roar.
"Monster! He's a monster!"
This horrifying scene instantly completely destroyed the fighting consciousness of the remaining people.
They turned around and wanted to escape, but there was no way their speed could match Arwen.
Every time the giant sword fell, it was a massacre.
With the blessing of [Giant Bloodline], such a heavy weapon as the giant sword was danced out of the afterimage, and the blood dyed the small square in front of the mine red.
These fierce horse bandits were all eliminated without even being able to organize an effective siege.
Zachary Knight and others not far away were completely shocked when they saw this scene.
Also waving the weapons in their hands, they could see the difference between Arwen and themselves.
Knights pay attention to defense and formation, but the swordsmanship of the demon hunter in front of him is purely for killing people.
It was the cold feeling of treating human life as nothing that made them tremble.
This is the swordsmanship of School of the Cat Demon Hunter.
In less than a moment, the last crossbowman who tried to escape was caught on the head by Arwen's left hand.
[Rotthorn Toxin] was triggered, and while eroding his face, a Aard Sign blasted out from zero distance, directly exploding his head like a watermelon.
His body fell straight to the ground, his legs and feet twitched for a while and then stopped moving.
All twenty-two horse bandits were wiped out.
Cole, who was hiding behind the caravan, witnessed this horrific scene and was so frightened that his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.
The green brocade trousers were wet with the smelly liquid.
In his sight, he could only see a black-haired demon hunter covered in blood walking towards him.
He walked very quickly, but there was no sound at all when he stepped on the snow.
The devil found me!
Run! You must run!
Cole screamed in his heart, his strong desire to survive suppressed the fear in his heart.
He crawled on his hands and knees and ran away, gasping in horror from his throat.
The valuable cotton hat fell to the ground, and he didn't bother to pick it up.
Arwen glanced at the marks on the snow, which looked like they were made by wild boars.
He caught up with Cole in a few steps, raised his foot and stepped on his ankle, crushing him hard with his spiked boots.
"Kaka!"
The sound of bones exploding was heard, along with the screams of Cole.
"Ah!!"
Arwen looked down at him, "My Lord Mayor, who loves the people like a son, where do you want to go?"
Cole turned pale in pain, broke out in cold sweat, turned slightly sideways, his eyes full of begging for mercy and fear.
"Witcher, spare my life. I can give you whatever you want."
"These gems on the carriage, no," Cole shook his head vigorously, "I saved a lot of money in Hengfors, 20,000 crowns. This money can buy a village and a castle. As long as you let me go, I will give it all to you."
Arwen was unmoved and slowly raised the giant sword in his hand, with only cold killing intent in his eyes.
Cole felt the approach of death and screamed.
"Witcher! You can't kill me! You absolutely can't kill me!"
"I am the mayor of Grey Rock Mountain, a loyalist of Hengfors League, and a nominal official of Kaedwen!"
He yelled hysterically, "The only person who can judge me is a judge, only a lord!"
"You are a hired demon hunter. If you kill me, you will be wanted by the Sheriff!"
Cole saw that the demon hunter's movements seemed to be slower, and he was overjoyed, thinking that his words had shocked him.
However, a faint smile suddenly appeared at the corner of the other party's mouth.
"Sorry."
His eyes widened, and sword light instantly filled his field of vision.
"Tsk!"
The sword blade cut open his neck without any obstruction, and his head turned several times on the ground.
Blood spurted out from his neck like a fountain.
In the last moment of his consciousness, Cole could see the pair of black spiked boots walking towards him in his malicious eyes.
A faint whisper came to my ears.
"In the next life, remember to call me Baron, do you understand?"
"Bang!"
There was a heart-wrenching sound of bone cracking.
Cole's head exploded completely under the black spiked boots.
The cold wind blew across the messy ground, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere.
Zachary The five people looked at this scene, their eyes were dull and their Adam's apple rolled hard.
"Da----da----"
Deep in the dark mine on the side of the mountain, heavy footsteps sounded again.
Only then did they realize that the footsteps just now were not from the demon hunter.
Arwen turned sideways, flicked his wrist, and the blood on the giant sword was thrown away along the blood groove.
I saw Elena covering his right arm with his left hand, staggering slightly, walking out of the shadowed corner of the mine step by step.
Her silky blond hair was covered in dust and blood, but her elf-green eyes were astonishingly bright, with a different kind of beauty.
"It's the commander!"
Nigel's voice trembled, "The commander is still alive--this is great--I knew the witcher could do it!"
Zachary also laughed and said, "Nigel, have you learned etiquette? You have to call me Baron, do you know?"
"Haha!"
The eyes of the five people were filled with the joy of surviving the disaster.
Arwen walked behind them and cut the hemp ropes tied to them with a dagger.
"Put on your clothes quickly, don't freeze to death here."
The expressions of the five people were stunned for a moment. As northerners, their cold resistance is very strong. They will not freeze to death even if they are naked outside for a short period of time.
The eyes showed gratitude and some surprise.
They never expected that the man who was so cold just now could actually say such tender words.
"Yes, Lord Baron, may the gods bless you."
Arwen nodded and walked towards Elena.
Elena looked around, breathing heavily.
"These damn maggots, if you hadn't been here, we would have been completely wiped out here."
"You saved my life, and everyone else, Arwen."
The five knights, who were dressed, kept saying words of gratitude.
"I swear by my gemstone emblem, Lord Baron, if I ask for anything in the future, Zachary will repay me with death."
"Me too." Nigel knelt down on one knee and sounded respectful.
Arwen lowered his eyes slightly, "This is not the place to talk. Let's go back to the town first."
"Yes."
Arwen walked to the edge of the caravan and lifted up the oilcloth.
Boxes of unpolished raw ore and gemstones were revealed inside.
The total of these things is definitely enough for tens of thousands of crowns.
According to the tradition among the nobles, these can be regarded as his trophies. After all, half of them belong to him. You can send a message to Geralt and ask them to bring them back to Kyle Mohan for territory construction.
Grey Rock Town.
When the three carriages returned to the town along the rugged mountain road, behind the carriages, Cole,
The body of the horse bandit was dragged along.
The residents hiding in the room saw this scene through the window. Within a moment, one after another came out of the room--
Walk out of the room.
"That dress belongs to that damn Cole, am I right?"
"It's him, it's him!" some residents shouted through gritted teeth.
Some people followed the carriage to the small square in the town.
Elena stood on the high platform and announced the truth about the miner's death to the public.
After a brief silence, the crowd burst into ecstasy and tears, and the whole town was boiling.
The angry residents tied Cole's headless body to the gallows and continued to insult, beat and whip him.
And Zachary knight announced loudly to the residents.
The person who rescued everyone from the fire and water was a demon hunter and a baron conferred by His Majesty King Guangyao Miodrag.
The residents were slightly surprised and burst into cheers.
There was no fear in their eyes, and many of them even knelt directly in front of Arwen.
His eyes were full of piety and fanatical gratitude, and his mouth uttered words of praise.
"Thank you, Lord Baron, for saving us. We have nothing to repay."
"We will prepare the best food and the warmest stove for you, but please don't dislike us.
Arwen's cat eyes softened and he helped them up.
That night, a huge bonfire was set up in the town, with thick black smoke rising into the sky. People kept cheering and dancing around the flames.
The residents found wine and food from Cole's hiding place to celebrate this moment.
Elena's face was pale, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he was biting a small piece of clean wood in his mouth.
Arwen sat next to her, took out a piece of green plaster from her pocket, and skillfully applied it to the injured area.
Elena The tip of his nose twitched and he smelled the smell of weaver grass.
The cold touch eased the pain, followed by a burst of heat.
Arwen then used wooden boards and linen to fix her forearm, and then felt it carefully to confirm that there was no problem.
"The fracture is not serious. It only takes two or three months of rest to heal."
Elena spit out the wood in his mouth and took a breath of air.
"I didn't expect that you also have research on medical skills."
Arwen stood up and said, "You know, the profession of demon hunter is very dangerous. Learning simple surgeries can sometimes save our lives."
Elena smiled softly and glanced at the lively residents around the bonfire.
"Thank you, Arwen."
The black-haired demon hunter nodded slightly and saw a little girl coming to him holding a piece of venison.
"Here is this for you, Baron. Mother said the venison is ready."
The little girl said in a sweet voice, not afraid of the former's cat eyes, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Arwen squatted down, took it with a smile, and reached out to rub the little girl's head.
"Thank you."
The little girl smiled happily and ran back jumping.
Looking at her back, Arwen understood in her heart.
In this area, the reputation of demon hunters has definitely reached its peak.