The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 86 Staying

  The moon without a leg hangs high in the sky. In the wide courtyard of Shire Village, the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe and the newly joined two are enjoying a barbecue dinner around the central bonfire.

  Aaron sits in the first place and raises his glasses frequently towards the two of them.

  "Little brother Roy, Master Reso, and I, Aaron, on behalf of the entire Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe, welcome the two to come. In the next few days, we will be our brothers and companions all the way to Airland City!"

  After a drink, he picked up another one.

   "However, I still have a few words that I don't like. Mention it to both of you."

  "Since you are going to follow the sea scorpion, then you have to act according to the sea scorpion's rules. It is best to discuss everything with everyone first, otherwise if something unpleasant happens, don't blame us for turning our faces ruthlessly!"

   "We two are used to wandering, don't ask much, everything is up to you!"

  The demon hunter had a drink with him with a calm face.

   "Good wine! If I'm not mistaken, this is Pomino for ten years in Fort Ravello."

  "Master Reso is a wine expert and a refreshing person! In my opinion, folk tales have a deep prejudice against you witchers!"

  Aaron grinned boldly, and the atmosphere began to heat up.

  The suckling pig in the center, the fragrant oil and the aroma of the game are roasted.

  Evelyn sits next to Roy, telling all kinds of interesting things that have happened during the years when she left the ethnic group on the edge of the world.

  The sword-skilled girl in Zerikan laughed like a silver bell, biting the fairy lady’s ear from time to time, her beautiful eyes shining in the firelight.

  The turban and eagle-nosed Quint performer Amos sitting opposite them, slyly singularly flattered the elf beauty, even if the other side ignored them.

And the ugly, short stature clown Floz, close to the muscular fire-eater Corinthian, you bite and I eat the barbecue and show my love, two big oily mouths are about to get together. Go. The sweetness in the eyes is almost greasy.

  Obviously, two big five and three rough guys are actually in a relationship, two of the same sex?

  The people of Sea Scorpion were not surprised at this, but Roy was slightly surprised, controlling his expression not to sting the two lovers, and focused his attention on the barbecue meal in front of him. When Mars jumped, the aroma of pine resin and meat oil filled the faint white smoke.

  "Fat but not greasy, it melts in the mouth, you can't underestimate the cooking skills of this world!"

  The demon hunter on the other side exchanged glances with him, as if they were chewing and chewing. After eating dry food for a week, they finally had the opportunity to open their belly and eat some normal food.

  Naturally will not miss this opportunity.

  ……

  Suddenly a guest came to the hot dinner-the gray-haired old village head of Shire Village.

   "I heard that everyone from the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe will leave the village tomorrow. The old man has to cheekily ask everyone to stay a little longer."

  Aaron said quietly, "How do you say?"

  The old village chief sighed.

"This world is terrible! All kinds of dirty things are breeding. Mahakam's raccoon monsters are rampant, and the spit will hit the kobolds or leprechauns, and the fairies and water fairies are taken from nearby villages. Hundreds of walking children, water ghosts lie in ambush in the swamp, waiting for the carriage to pass by, and various unheard of diseases have erupted one after another, making people stand up!"

   "Life is too difficult!" The old village chief took a sip of strong wine, and an excited blush appeared on his thin face.

   "If it weren't for the great people who would come to our poor villages to show condolences, life is really bleak and boring, it's better to die!"

   "Hi..." Roy wiped the grease left on his mouth and spent a long time. This old village chief just wanted to flatter the acrobatic troupe?

  From which crappy bard population did he hear this poem? If there are so many monsters in chaos, there will not be fewer and fewer demon hunters.

  As the top card of the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe, Aaron the Sparrow Whisperer was also a little confused by the old village chief’s sudden compliment.

  "You have a good reputation. The sea scorpion is not as noble as you said. We are just a trivial power. If we can bring a little laughter to the stricken Tamorian people, it is really a wonderful thing!"

After he finished speaking, he shook his wrist, snapped his fingers at the crowd, his lips formed an arc and issued a loud whistle, and then a magical scene appeared-in the midair under the light of fire, I don't know where it came from in the night. A small, gray-spotted, black-eyed kestrel, with wings flapping, stopped on Aaron's left hand with leather gloves, nodded towards a group of people, and said, "Yah. "K, Yake" called. Then use a short hook beak to peck the barbecue on the other end.

   "And we are not paying nothing. At least the barbecue in your village is indeed a must. Ade said it really likes it!" Aaron looked at the kestrel with a pampering look, as if looking at his own son.

   "If you like you, stay for more time and eat more." The old village head held up the wine glass emotionally, "Now I want to say something to the sea scorpion."

  He is holding the old fist, saliva flies,

  "Although this place is only a few days away from Airland City, the road is not peaceful. It is better to stay in the village for a while and wait...Wait for Airland's army to clear the road before leaving."

   "The dozen or so brothers and sisters of Hai Xiezi are not eating rice, and the bandits who rob the merchants passing by are not to be feared."

  Aaron’s tone is full of confidence,

   "And as far as I know, the White Rose Knights in Elland City have always only cared about the city's public security. There is no idle time to manage the life and death of the people in the countryside. If we wait for them to do it first, I don't know how long we will wait."

  Aaron asked with questions, and everyone stopped their movements without an appointment, waiting for the old village chief’s reply.

  The old village chief’s beard trembled, struggling for a long time, and said dejectedly,

"The old man, let's be honest, the situation in Shire Village is really complicated... Our village, the old Andre who went to the city to talk about business, has not heard anything for half a month, and the sister Rowling who went to pick herbs near the swamp also went. If it doesn’t return, I’m afraid it’s going to happen by accident."

"Furthermore, horrible things are still spreading to the village. Before your group visited the village, there were several cases of missing livestock in the village. Chickens, dogs, cows and sheep, all kinds of horror were heard every night. Scream, the old Tom who watched the night was scared to hide behind closed doors..."

   "It wasn't until Sea Scorpion came to Shire Village and camped in the open air that the situation suddenly eased."

  Aaron's face was cold, "You mean something is causing trouble, but we were startled?"

"Yes!" The old village head nodded like garlic, "According to our country folks' opinion. Either some sneaky little thieves, or some'dirty stuff'. But you have been camping in the village these past two days. They are so popular that they dare not show up!"

  At this moment, the people of Sea Scorpion woke up instantly, with different expressions.

Cantila’s pink tongue licked the meat-cut dagger and her face was full of interest, Evelyn thoughtfully, the muscle brother flamethrower hugged her little cotton jacket, and Amos’s eyes flickered, shrinking. She shrank and looked timid.

   "It was really a last resort to conceal the situation from you before. The village is willing to give you a sum of money to compensate you, as long as..."

  Aaron interrupted the other party, "The original plan will not change. Sea Scorpion will leave the village of Shire early tomorrow morning."

  The old village chief rubbed his hands, a trace of embarrassment and disappointment flashed across his face, and it was reasonable for the other party to be angry.

  His gaze turned to the greasy face and drunk witcher.

  "Master, can you and your buddy spend a few days in the village?" He hesitated for a moment, "The village is willing to give a sum of money..."

   "Sorry." The demon hunter interrupted him directly, "My legs and feet are badly injured, and it is difficult to walk, so I can't do anything about it."

  Roy stopped talking, thinking about the injury of the Demon Hunter, but still didn't plan to make any extravagances.

  In the end, the old village head of Shire Village could only leave with regret.

  The night is getting deeper and deeper, the eyes of people with different thoughts are leaning against the carriage, and Roy pulls the demon hunter aside and whispers.

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  (End of this chapter)