"Yes."
Viscount Jennings stood up and accepted the order, "I'll make arrangements right away."
"Well, by the way," the Marquis showed a faint smile on his face, "I remember that you have long been interested in White River Domain's territory."
"I haven't taken action until now, just because Leo·Baron Kremer is the king's guard."
"Since the Baron is dead now, White River Domain is the important town of Upper March, so there is no room for error."
"For your hard work over the years, I will take charge of that land for you. I will explain everything to the king, and then it will be a matter of time. Do you understand?"
Viscount Jennings's eyes showed ecstasy.
He had been coveting White River Domain for a long time and had an affair with the Baroness. Apart from her coquettishness, the most important thing was to find a way to seize the land.
The same goes for secretly touching the belly of the great Baroness. Who said Baron Kremer is ugly and not very attractive?
Now I finally got what I wanted.
He stood up and bowed. "Jennings will follow the Marquis to the death."
The Marquis curled his lips and said, "I never question your loyalty. It just so happens that there is one more thing you need to do now."
As he spoke, he glanced at the wizard beside him, who nodded and spoke directly.
"Town of Frankenthal is your territory. Do you know about Temple of Melitele?"
Viscount Jennings His body was shaken, and he felt something was wrong.
"Know."
The wizard said coldly, "What these crazy women did is outrageous. They even gave women abortions without permission. The nobles are very disgusted with this matter."
"You should handle this matter quickly."
"But... but Melitele has too great influence among the people, and even some nobles are involved. If they are touched, they may be counterattacked."
"So we can't leave any clues. I'll tell you about this later."
Viscount Jennings showed a smile on his face, "Then I would like to thank you sir for your advice."
The sunset fills the sky, and the setting sun is like blood.
In a remote village, dogs barked constantly.
The petite black figure streaked across the sky, and finally hovered over a place, making a "quacking" sound.
After a while, a tall and tall figure slowly walked over.
He was wearing a cloak and hood, and the wolf head badge on his chest was constantly vibrating.
He held a silver sword in his right hand and a black glass bottle in his left hand, drinking all the remaining liquid in it.
Immediately he moved his wrists, and the silver nails on the gloves shone in the sunset.
He raised his head slightly and looked directly at the circle surrounded by wooden fences in front of him.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of feces and urine.
His nose twitched, and he smelled a rancid smell of blood.
Through the gaps in the wooden fence, you can see several groups of dark red shadows crawling and crawling on the ground.
He twisted his neck, moved a little, stuffed the empty medicine into his pocket, and pinched Quen Sign.
Light blue light spots adhere to the body.
He quickened his pace, stepped through the mud pit with his boots, put his left hand firmly on the thick wooden stake of the wooden fence, and easily rolled over to the other side.
Arwen looked around and saw five rotten humanoid creatures crawling in the circle. They had hunched and deformed bodies, lying on all fours, with gray-brown ulcerated skin stretched on the knotted muscles.
"Hmph... Hmph... Hiccup..."
Their hands kept pulling towards the cow lying in the middle.
Suddenly, one of them seemed to sense something and suddenly turned its head.
The hairless head was ferociously twisted, with a pair of lifeless eyes in the sunken eye sockets. The outward-turned teeth kept chewing, and there was a small piece of cow intestine hanging from the corner of the mouth. Blood mixed with saliva kept dripping to the ground.
Ghoul.
He discovered the existence of Arwen, but it was too late.
The silver sword light suddenly appeared, slicing its neck like tofu. The sharp blade with sword oil directly sliced off its ugly head, and the dirty blood sprayed out like a fountain.
The other Ghoul reacted and immediately fled around.
Arwen had already expected it, quickly formed a seal with his left hand, and pressed it towards his feet.
A purple formation centered on him and spread rapidly in all directions, with a diameter of almost 3 meters.
[Yrden Sign]!
The strong gravity squeeze slowed down Ghoul's escape.
Arwen swept across with an arrow and harvested the head of the next Ghoul again.
When he turned around to attack, the other three had already fled out of the circle.
They were constantly surrounding Arwen like apes. Even though their compatriots were dying in front of them, they showed no fear at all and regarded Arwen as prey.
The latter have long been accustomed to this.
Ghoul is the same as Drowner and has many similarities.
Lives in groups, eats scavengers, is weak in silver, and is afraid of fire.
The only difference is that Ghoul has a little bit of brain, but not much.
But there are not exceptions. There is a Ghoul in "The Witcher 1", which is smart enough to speak, but it is also an extremely special existence.
"Roar!"
Ghoul suddenly stopped and came to the three directions of Arwen.
The latter's cat eyes were silent, and Ghoul, directly in front of him, let out an inhuman roar from his throat, and dug his sharp claws deeply into the soil.
This is their signal to attack.
Arwen Hold the silver sword tightly, "Come on."
Three sharp sounds pierced the air suddenly.
Ghoul launched the final charge of the siege, Arwen stepped forward, his hood rustling in the strong wind.
Holding the silver sword high with one hand, he slashed diagonally and split the head of the first Ghoul.
At the same time, press the second Ghoul in the air with your left hand.
[Aard Sign] blasted out.
"Boom!"
The powerful impact blew it away and fell heavily into the mud pit, making a heavy sound.
Arwen felt the strong energy behind him and quickly turned sideways.
A boxing glove inlaid with silver nails suddenly appeared in the third Ghoul's cloudy eyes, and the boxing glove continued to expand in its sight.
"Bang!"
This punch hit its face, and the terrifying force twisted its facial features into a ball. The sound of broken facial bones followed, and then the body fell hard to the ground.
Silver light flashed across, and the rotten flesh on his neck was cut open like waves.
Arwen raised his sword and moved his gaze to the last Ghoul that was rushed away.
There was instinctive panic in the latter's eyes, and he struggled to get up and escape.
But the former had already raised his sword and charged forward, not giving it any chance. The sword pierced its heart, and the blood dripped down the tip of the sword and fell to the ground.
"Pfft."
Arwen pulled out the silver sword, and Ghoul's body collapsed to the ground.
[Aard Sign experience +1!]
[Kill Ghoul, get Ghoul Mutagen 25%]x5!
[Ghoul Mutagen detected and obtained 125%, is it synthesized?]
A prompt pops up on the panel.
"Synthesis."
[Get Ghoul Mutagen x1, remaining Ghoul Mutagen 25%]
[Ghoul Mutagen: Installing this mutation can slightly enhance your strength and obtain the white talent Gluttonous Digestion]
[Gluttonous Digestion (white): Your stomach has been mutated and strengthened, allowing you to better obtain nutrients from food. If you absorb magic food or potions, the increase time can be enhanced.]