Arwen put his right hand on his chest and bowed.
"Goddess Melitele is on top, Miss Mia, so am I."
I am in awe of Temple of Melitele and Arwen.
Although there is not much description in the "Witcher" game, in the original book, Temple of Melitele can definitely be regarded as the logistics base of the demon hunter, and there are miracles coming to the world.
Also, when leaving Kyle·Mohan, Vesemir specifically asked him to come to Town of Frankenthal just to help Temple of Melitele. Now that he meets the nun here, he has found the right target.
However, with the presence of Mia, it would be difficult for him to escape in an unexpected situation.
"Ah ah ah, Miss Mia, do you know this witcher?"
Dwarf Glenn came forward.
Mia was smiling, his eyes noticed the hood that covered Arwen's face, and he did not answer.
The demon hunter in front of her chose to hide her identity, and her cultivation would not allow her to ask questions without permission.
"This is really great. This will increase our success rate in hunting Wyvern."
"Wyvern?" Arwen frowned, "Isn't it written Basilisk on the sign?"
"Oh?" Dwarf Glenn tilted his head and said seriously, "Basilisk, you must have read it wrong. What I wrote is a flying lizard."
Arwen sneered, a word game.
"Haha, did I understand it wrong? Wyvern is not a simple thing like Basilisk, it is a sub-dragon species."
"Yes," dwarf Glenn spread his hands, "If the three of us are more than enough to deal with Basilisk, why do we need one more person? You think so, Master Demon Hunter."
Arwen turned around and left when he saw this.
He had no idea how to deal with Wyvern.
Especially the sword oil for dealing with dragons, which is quite precious and he doesn't have it on him.
Dwarf Glenn continued, "Demon hunter, if Wyvern was intact, we wouldn't be asking for trouble. This beast is injured."
Arwen paused, thought for a moment, and turned around.
"Tell me carefully."
Dwarf Glenn smiled on his face, "Ha, the master demon hunter has changed his mind?"
"That damn beast was flying in the sky, whining strangely, destroying pastures, eating a lot of sheep, killing a lot of people, but it caused a lot of trouble to the residents of the town."
"Just half a month ago, this beast accidentally fell into the ambush of the guards. More than a dozen crossbow arrows were fired at it, but its scales were clanking like armor."
"Fortunately, a special arrow pierced its belly. Blood splashed in the air like rain, but the beast was still allowed to run away. After all, it can fly."
"But after this, the beast became smarter. He only attacked the passing caravans and ate the wine and pickled pork in the caravans."
"If only a few serfs die, those nobles may not care, but if their caravan is disturbed, hehe..."
Arwen said, "That's all?"
Archer Vaughn walked up, "We also found its nest. The injury caused it so much pain that it roared in the middle of the night and could be heard a mile away."
"Witcher, aren't you scared?"
Speaking of this, Vaughn winked, showing a provocative look.
Arwen was thinking in his heart, Mia said softly, "Demon hunter, I brought a lot of magic potions and smoke bombs. If we are defeated, we can retreat."
Mia opened her bulging backpack and Arwen confirmed it.
There are many glass tubes in the backpack, a large part of which are used for treatment.
And in the corner of the backpack, there was a dark ball hanging.
Arwen's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he looked at Mia with cat eyes, who smiled slightly.
Arwen immediately raised his head and asked, "How to act?"
Archer Vaughn snorted coldly, and dwarf Glenn patted his chest, "According to the plan, the damn beast will fly back to its nest soon. I will be responsible for leading it out of the cave."
"Draco The knight will use his shield to pull him head-on, while Vaughn will use his bow and arrow filled with poison to shoot into the beast's wound."
"As for Mr. Demon Hunter, you are an expert in hunting demons. How about you act according to the opportunity?"
The preparations for the main attacker, pulling means, and poison are indeed very sufficient.
Wyvern's heart is definitely much better than Basilisk's.
The opportunity is right in front of you.
Arwen said, "The plan is good."
"Okay, after the matter is settled, each of us will receive 80 crowns, and the materials on Wyvern will be divided equally among us."
Mia smiled and said, "Of course."
Arwen said, "I need Wyvern's heart."
"Okay." Dwarf Glenn said.
Archer Vaughn and knight Draco nodded in agreement.
"The discussion is over, shall we set off?"
Arwen nodded.
Then the five people headed towards the north gate and entered Frankenthal Valley.
The northern slope of the valley is completely covered by pine forests, which is lush and picturesque.
The dwarf Glenn waved his ax in his hand and opened the way ahead. Despite his short stature, he walked very quickly.
Archers Vaughn and knights Draco were on guard on both sides.
Arwen led the horse and Mia walked behind the team.
"Quack quack..."
The call of Raven came from overhead.
Arwen raised his head and stared with cat eyes for a moment, then looked at the pine forest below Raven with his peripheral vision.
The pine forest there is so dense that even with a cat's eye, it is difficult to see through the layers of branches.
"Mr. Witcher, is that your Raven?"
The soft voice of Mia came from beside me, as well as the faint fragrance of lily of the valley.
Arwen nodded in response.
"These wings are so beautiful. They glow with a circle of colorful lights under the sunlight, just like the stained glass in the temple. I have never seen it before."
Arwen Lower the sound level.
"Mia, I have to remind you that hunting Wyvern is a very dangerous thing, and I don't remember Temple of Melitele having a need for Wyvern?"
"If you allow me, could you tell me why the temple issued this mission?"
Mia lowered her beautiful eyes slightly, "Of course, of course I can tell you."
"Actually, the temple is also forced. It is a task forced by Lord Town of Frankenthal to give it to the temple."
"Over the years, the relationship between the temple and the nobles has become increasingly tense, not just around Town of Frankenthal, but throughout Upper March. If this mission cannot be completed, the relationship between the two parties will become even worse."
"However, it is also the purpose of Temple of Melitele to solve people's problems. This is a good thing, isn't it?"
Arwen glanced at the other party's gentle face from the corner of his eye, sighed helplessly, raised his head and motioned to the three people in front of him.
"Do you know the details of these people?"
"The three of them are from the Mercenaries' Guild. They are all mercenaries and demon hunters with high union points. Did you find something wrong?" Mia frowned, and heard a hint of vigilance in Arwen's tone.
Arwen did not answer, because the dwarf Glenn walked over quickly.
The other party lowered his loud voice.
"What are you talking about? Wyvern's lair is coming soon. Witcher, follow me."
Arwen fixed the mare's reins to a nearby pine tree and followed the dwarf Glenn.
The two of them crouched behind a bush, and a clearing was opened in the dense pine forest in front of them.
The fiery red setting sun hung on their right side like cooked smoked fish fillets.
"Well, the nest is under the slope in front."
Arwen Staring through cat eyes, a dark cave appeared in sight.
After sniffing, I could smell a pungent stench, which was not much different from the cave of Old Spearhead.
"It stinks..."
If you listen carefully, you can hear waves of inhuman roars.
Dwarf Glenn's eyes showed excitement.
"This beast has flown back to the cave, Master Demon Hunter, let's take action!"