The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

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Back in time not too long ago.

The fire on Cross Street has been put out, but the follow-up rescue work is still going on. Near the jewelry store where the fighting broke out, because a murder happened not long ago and the store was under investigation, there were not many people there at that time.

In addition, the Oracle Church was reminded by Sigmon in advance and did some targeted evacuation work, which minimized the damage caused by the battle.

But even so, the house collapsed and half of the street was covered in flames, resulting in immeasurable casualties and economic losses.

These are headaches for Mayor Wallace, and for the extraordinary people of the church, the appearance of Bellegarde is not just a blow to the majesty of the church.

More importantly, her purpose, and the mention of Louis.

Eric and Hobbs expressed that they were very unfamiliar with this name, and the sixth-order who came to support obviously knew something, but they didn't seem willing to mention them too much.

After the battle, Malek dragged his exhausted body to the vicinity of the collapsed house. He clearly knew the result of being bombarded by meteorites, but he still hoped that he could come and take a look in person.

This is the core area of ​​​​the explosion, not to mention Sigmon, even if the fifth-order of the hunter contract is forced to carry the meteorite from the sky, it will pay a heavy price.

As for the second-order demon hunter, Malek lowered his head, even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to force himself to recognize this reality.

Sigmund is dead.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a distorted cane on the edge of the ruins of another collapsed house. He took a few steps and picked up the cane that still had residual warmth.

There is no miracle, a person stands in place, Malek has experienced similar scenes many times, the demon hunter is in the company of death and blood, casualties in battle are inevitable, and there are many companions killed by him because of loss of control. .

But for Sigmund...

"As I get older, I really start to become sentimental."

He laughed self-deprecatingly, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and then there was a crisp sound of cracking bones in his body. The whole figure was like a porcelain doll full of cracks, and the cracked skin seemed to collapse at any time.

"Captain, Captain!"

There were several shouts at the end of the street, Malek turned around, and saw his companions rushing to the front.

"Captain, how are you?"

Gildo looked worried, he was now a witcher, and he knew something about Marek's state at this time.

If it was really caused by the shattering of Grid's weapon... Malek's heart sank.

"Where's Sigmund?" Little Fat Harris asked. "He reminded me not to enter Cross Street. There will be extraordinary events here. He hasn't..." Halfway through the sentence, Harris suddenly noticed the twist in Marek's grip. cane.

"Captain, this cane belongs to Sigmon..." Thinking of some terrible things, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

"Sigmon found the trail of Mr. Tree, and the fight broke out, and he died."

"Dead?" Everyone's eyes widened.

"Captain, now is not the time for jokes!"

Gildo raised the volume sharply, he laughed and looked around, "Come out, Sigmund, this is your idea, I've seen you, if you don't come out, I'll..."

"Stop shouting." Malek interrupted Gildo suddenly.

"He died, before my eyes."

Malek's voice was a lot more lonely.

"Don't... stop joking, Captain." Gildo's voice trembled. Of all the people, he and Sigmund had known each other the longest.

Malek smiled bitterly, and at this time blood began to ooze from the surface of his body, "Do you think I'm joking with my appearance now?"

"Impossible!" Gildo let out a low growl and rushed into the surrounding ruins, but Malek didn't say anything when he saw it.

"If, if I had stayed a little longer, if I had stayed a little longer in the jewelry store, this probably wouldn't have happened."

Obviously, Mr. Tree pulled Sigmon into the jewelry store room through the starry sky door, and Marek had been there not long before.

Gritting his teeth and accumulating negative emotions such as self-blame and remorse, Malek looked up in a certain direction, "Prepare the carriage and take me to the lower city."

"Downtown, what are we going to do there?" Little fat Harris asked suspiciously, his face was blank, and he obviously hadn't gotten rid of the thoughts of Sigmund.

"To see Sigmund's father."

"Captain, the injury on your body..." The psychic hesitated.

"It's already like this, I shouldn't die for the time being, don't worry, it's just a metric weapon, not a broken egg, I'm fine." Malek laughed, but coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"Help me in the car."

He was firm, "As Sigmund's captain, I can't let his father know of his death from others, and I have the responsibility to tell Lawrence myself."

"I'll drive."

There was no expression on his face, Gildo pursed his lips and walked back from the edge of the ruins. Little fat Harris helped Marek get into the carriage, leaving the others to deal with the aftermath, and the three of them rode the carriage straight to the lower city.

At this time, the impact of the explosion and fire in Cross Street had just emerged. Judging from the scale of the impact, this incident was not comparable to the impact of the bombing of the clock tower on the residents of Liam City.

But there were two incidents, one happened in the unmanned clock tower at night, and the other happened in the trade area during the day. The number of casualties was very different. After a period of fermentation, the whole city began to panic.

Most people don't know what happened, rumors spread, and some people take the opportunity to do evil things, especially when they enter the lower city, the situation becomes more serious.

When Gildo stopped the carriage, Lawrence happened to return from the factory in a hurry, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the carriage parked in front of the door.

"Hello, Mr. Skind." Wiping the blood on his face, Marek got out of the carriage, took off his hat and stroked his chest, and bent over to salute.

"You are……?"

"I'm Sigmund's friend, Marek Ramy. There was an explosion in Cross Street, and Sigmund and I were there. I'm sorry, sir, that he was killed trying to save me."

"Death?!" The expression on Lawrence's face froze, he took a half step back, and repeated with a little hesitation, "What do you mean?"

"He's gone." Taking a deep breath, Malek looked directly into Lawrence's eyes.

"The explosion and the fire devoured his body. We found nothing, only this was left at the scene." He held out a twisted cane in both hands.

Lawrence's eyes seemed to lose focus. He stood there in a daze, without speaking or picking up the cane handed by Marek.

"Heh, I shouldn't have sneaked out to drink that cup." A strange smile appeared on his face, he reached out and scratched his head, he muttered a few words in a low voice ~www.readwn.com~ Drunk, really drunk. "

After speaking, ignoring everyone's reaction, he turned around and walked into the door.

With a bang, the door closed tightly, as if closing the door would isolate the world behind him.

"Captain..." Gildo hesitated.

"Harris, you stay here, Mr. Skind needs a little time, be careful not to have any accidents." After a few words, he stood in front of the door for a while before boarding the carriage and leaving with Gildo.

The fire was extinguished, and the follow-up work is still proceeding in an orderly manner, but the turmoil in the entire city has just begun.

Late at night, Lawrence, who was lying in bed, suddenly got up and walked to the desk. He took out a pen and wrote on the letter paper:

"Dear Teresa..."

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