Workers at Pinetop burned charcoal from the scraps left over after logging, so the kiln was built next to the lumberyard.
The charcoal burning work here had just started not long ago, and the foul-smelling yellowish smoke poured out from the dome, like an erupting volcanic crater. Unfortunately, this smell could not cover up the smell of death in the open space.
Keira jumped off the horse, the aura of magic appeared on his hand, ready to be fired at any time.
Lynn also got off the horse and drew his sword from its sheath.
The other soldiers were divided into two teams, one team followed Keira and Lynn on foot, and the other team stayed outside the village to guard.
Everyone saw the first corpse next to the kiln. The head and feet were missing, and blood sprayed on the soil covering the kiln.
Not far away lay three other corpses. They were beyond recognition and could no longer be identified. The blood seeped into the highly absorbent sand in the forest, leaving only dark spots.
There was a fire surrounded by stones in the middle of the clearing, and there were two corpses next to it, a man and a woman.
The throat of the male corpse was brutally torn open, and the cervical vertebrae were clearly visible.
The upper body of the female corpse fell into the embers of the fire, and her body was covered with wheat grains knocked over from the pot.
There was a child lying next to the firewood pile a little further away, but he didn't survive either.
"These bastards don't even spare the children."
When the soldiers accompanying him saw this scene, they were all filled with indignation.
Even Lynn, who has been through a lot, still doesn't look good.
"Human beings are always like this. They are never merciless to their own kind. As long as there is a random reason, they can kill."
Keira beside me explained.
She stretched out her white hand and pointed at Lynn.
"Did you see those pits? Those are the traces left by the border stakes. In fact, this place is still several miles away from the original border between Temeria and Redania, but the border stakes of Redania crossed the border and were driven here."
"This family must have been unwilling to pay taxes to the Redania people, so they were killed by them."
Some soldiers asked strange questions.
"Isn't King Vizimir, who rules Redania, known as the "Just One"? I heard that it was under his rule that Redania became the strongest country in the north."
"The things he is doing now have nothing to do with being just."
The person who answered him was not Keira, but Lynn: "A person who is called a wise king in his own country may become a butcher, executioner, or devil in someone else's country."
Keira also nodded and said, "Vizimir is sure that His Majesty Foltest will not react much. What the two countries are competing for is the territory of the original Kingdom of Emblonia. Those who now live on this land are also the remnants of the original kingdom."
"Vizimir knows very well that what he killed and robbed were all the original survivors of Kingdom of Emblonia. What he was trying to do was not the basic base of Foltest. Therefore, he knew that Foltest would not declare war on Redania because of this matter."
"Of course, the premise is that we can catch those guys, otherwise, Temeria will have no choice but to suffer the loss of this dumb guy."
"Bounty hunter, please."
"Okay, you all spread out." Lynn asked the others to move away, then turned on Witcher Senses, carefully observing every inch of the land.
This place is relatively remote, because it is very close to the Velen province. The Lynn Velen in Taimoli has not developed well, let alone will develop here.
Whether you are going to Goos·Velen or Vizima, this is not a must-stop place.
Therefore, except for the family living here, even traveling businessmen will not go here.
Therefore, it is not that difficult to find traces of the Redania group of people.
After turning on Witcher Senses, in the eyes of Lynn, the footprints of the group seemed to be marked in red, clearly and conspicuously.
The witcher waved to the others, beckoning them to follow him.
The group of people went back and mounted their horses, avoiding the footprints and followed.
An hour later.
"Wait, stop."
Lynn suddenly raised his right hand.
The Temeria soldiers who followed him were all horrified.
They drew their swords and warned the surroundings.
But in this forest, there is nothing except the sound of wind and the warm sunshine.
Only Keira came closer on horseback.
"What did you find?"
"There are people ahead, quite a few."
In Witcher Senses turned on by Lynn, he can sense the sound of breathing in the distance.
Just a few hundred meters away, there were more than twenty people.
Keira chanted a spell and cast a induction spell on himself.
Her eyes bloomed with intense magical light.
Immediately, she also saw those people.
But Keira was not surprised but delighted. "Are they those Redania people?"
Lynn nodded. "It shouldn't be wrong, but the opponent also has a warlock. If we attack directly, we will definitely suffer a loss."
Then he thought of an idea, "You lay an ambush here first and wait for me to lure them over."
Those who can be sent here by King Vizimir to cause destruction must also be elite.
There are more people on the opposite side than on our side.
If you rush over rashly and fight for a while, not only will there be casualties, but the opponent may even run away.
If the other party runs away, the other party will be wary.
If you want to catch them all in one fell swoop, it won't be that easy.
In addition, even Keira cannot just use these soldiers who are loyal to Foltest as cannon fodder.
Therefore, Keira agrees with Lynn's plan.
However, although her status and power are not low, she is not a woman who takes others' efforts and sacrifices for granted.
She released a Lightness Spell and a Iron Armor Spell to Lynn, and then warned again.
"You shouldn't feel the weight of the plate armor now, because I used a Lightness Spell on you, and the weight of the plate armor was offset by the Lightness Spell; and the Iron Armor Spell can at least block you from one magic attack from a high-level warlock, or ten times of physical damage."
"I owe you a favor. Be careful and don't die."
There is a thatched-roof farmhouse and several sheds next to the lumber camp.
Loud barking of dogs, noisy clucking of poultry, screams of children, shouts of women, and faint curses could be heard.
Chicken feathers were flying everywhere, and a heavily armed soldier was tying a poultry to the saddle.
Another whipped the farmer, who was huddled on the ground.
The third soldier was tearing off the clothes of a woman, whose clothes were in tatters and who had a child close to her side.
"Hey!"
Suddenly there was a shout.
The soldier stopped in confusion and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
At the end of the line of sight, a figure holding a long sword and wearing plate armor stood there.
The soldier threw the woman to the ground fiercely and reminded his companions, "Someone is coming."
The other two soldiers stopped, stepped forward, and stood shoulder to shoulder with their companion.
"A man? A warrior? Out of nowhere?"
"No matter where he came from, the plate armor must be valuable. Kill him and take off the plate armor."
"Wearing a suit of plate armor and holding a sword, he just wants to be the protector of the people. Hahaha, I like this stupid young man."
The three soldiers each said one sentence and laughed heartily.
Through the gap in his visor, Lynn took a look at the farmer who was beaten to a bruised face and the woman whose clothes were torn apart.
Then, he turned his attention back to the three soldiers. "While you can still breathe, get out!"
"You brat, who the hell are you messing with? You're looking for death!"
"I said, get out!"
A dozen heavily armed riders rushed out of the woods behind the house. One of the riders held a wand instead of a lance or saber.