Chapter 25 Monster in the Mist

Author: Ivan the Terrible

Chapter 25 Monster in the Mist

The guards of Sazha Fort all wear high hats with the falcon emblem on them, and with those weapons, no one will notice their arrival.

So when they came in, the onlookers immediately made way for them.

And when guard captain Jerry came in with the guards of Fort Sazar, what he saw was a sight that was not surprising.

Previously, after knowing that the demon hunter was fighting with humans, Jerry and his men basically expected what would happen.

I saw a group of young people lying on the ground. They had obviously been knocked unconscious. Those who were still conscious were gasping for life or holding their stomachs with painful expressions on their faces.

Among them stood four unarmed demon hunters. Looking at the appearance of the demon hunters, one could tell that this one was completely crushing them.

But Jerry still raised his eyebrows. He heard that the fight was between demon hunters, but he didn't expect that all four demon hunters were here. No wonder it would be like this.

And Master Dandelion, who had been involved in a lot of frivolous things in Sazarburg recently, was borrowing a coat from the store and quickly put it on to cover his body, which was only left with a pair of underwear.

After putting on his coat, Dandelion breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, he could finally get rid of the embarrassing situation before.

"Okay, masters, go and stay in the prison for a few hours."

This was not the first time Jerry had dealt with this kind of thing. He said in a tone of voice that he wanted to finish the process quickly.

According to the laws of Sazarburg, as long as no one is killed or injured in a fight, he will be put in jail for a few hours and it will be over.

Since the witchers met this standard very well, they became frequent visitors to this kind of detention, which is why Jerry said, "Hurry up and finish the process."

"Well, call some people, send these young people to the doctor or the priestess, let them be raised there, and get them moving quickly."

The demon hunters were very obedient. It didn't matter if they just went to jail for a few hours. It wasn't the first time.

Although Harklan's attitude towards witchers is very good, there are always some northerners who hold old ideas.

There will also be some provocative guys who don't care about life and death. At this time, the demon hunter will have to use his fists, and the demon hunter is very good at hurting the person without hurting him.

"Boss, this is your compensation."

George took a small bag from his waist and threw it over. The boss grabbed the bag immediately. The sound of metal colliding in it undoubtedly showed that it was full of coins.

"Well, there's no need for me to say it. Compared to that, I'm more happy to see such a fight, and remember to continue teaching my son when he comes back. Boy, go and clean up all these for me, don't stand idle.

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The boss continued to wipe the cup in his hand and called his son to clean up the damage caused by the fight and continue doing business.

Even if his tavern has a large number of loyal customers, he can't just leave these things there, as that would be a disservice to his customers.

The boss' eyes didn't change at all because of all this. As a tavern owner, he saw fights every day, and even personally threw the guys who were fighting out several times.

The four demon hunters simply raised their hands and were escorted away by the soldiers.

Dandelion originally wanted to slip away, but how could Jerry forget this guy who had been causing trouble in the city recently?

Dandelion has added a lot of workload to Jerry and others, and everyone has long wanted to deal with him.

So Jerry and the soldiers immediately surrounded Dandelion, and then looked at him with malicious expressions.

Although I don’t know the cause and effect of this fight, since Dandelion is here, he must be responsible.

"Master Dandelion, this mess must have something to do with you. If you don't go in and wait, you'd be sorry for the demon hunters here."

Looking at Jerry's expression, Dandelion could only sneer. This man was also an acquaintance to him, so it was useless to talk in front of him.

So Master Dan was also arrested.

Then, they were thrown into the prison of Sazarburg. According to the law, the brawlers had to be locked up for three hours, and they had to stay in there for that long.

But as soon as they sat down, the demon hunters began to continue chatting to pass the boring time.

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"Ha, those demon hunters knocked down a dozen people? That's really impressive."

Hemei looked at the reported information and said with interest.

He was not surprised by the demon hunter's victory. It was strange that the mutants couldn't do this.

The reported information recorded the cause and effect of this incident, and he was not surprised at all by this story.

Dandelion is still the same Dandelion, Geralt is still the same Geralt, and the other witchers were only involved because of accidents.

"Then Commander Hemei, should we let them go when the time is up, or what should we do?"

Dunva asked, as the manager of various civil and commercial affairs in Sazha Fort, this was exactly within his scope of responsibility.

"Let them go when the time is up. No one is dead anyway, and no one is missing arms or legs. There is no need to do anything. Those who were beaten will definitely not be traced. If so many people fight and they lose, everyone will feel ashamed and humiliated.

, this matter is actually almost over."

Hemei has no hostility towards the witcher, so he can just follow the procedures. Anyway, after this fight, there won't be any trouble in this matter.

After receiving the order, Dunwa bowed and then exited the room.

He still had a lot of work to do, he was responsible for the whole town's political affairs, and now he planned to go to the market, where there was a debate to be moderated, and then to the Vivaldi Bank to discuss investments and loans with his fellow countrymen.

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Herme also continued to devote herself to her work. He shook the pull ring beside him, and the pull ring connected with the bell that signaled the attendants to guide the visitors to enter.

And shortly after Hermel pulled it, the door opened again.

A richly dressed Ataman walked in. His body was covered with all kinds of gold and silver decorations, and he looked very rich.

Seeing that face, a smile appeared on Hemei's face.

"Lord Warlord, it's such a pleasure to see you."

Herme stood up and gave Volod a hug, and Ataman naturally responded eagerly.

Then the two of them laughed together, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious for a while.

The relationship between Herme and Volod is very good. The two of them are the kind of people who feel that this person is worth making friends with at the first sight. Therefore, even after Herme returned to Sazaburg, the letters between them

The correspondence has never been interrupted.

Volod would also personally lead the caravan to Sazhaburg for trade. At such times, he would have a good chat with Herme about things on the grassland.

After the hug, the two sat on the leather chairs in the room.

Herme took out a bottle of Toussaint from the cabinet and two glasses.

Putting the cup on the table, Hemei filled it with bright red wine.

"Ha, this thing is really not strong enough. If you ask me, the vodka tastes better. I don't feel comfortable leaving that thing now. I have to take a few sips of it no matter what."

Warlord naturally had no interest in "soft Southern wine"; all the men in Hackland drank vodka.

Hermey likes East of the East very much. In his opinion, it is much better than Bodega.

Listening to Volod's words, Herme felt that this man must be addicted to alcohol, but how many of the Atamans on the grassland were not addicted to alcohol.

Whenever she thinks about alcohol addiction, Herme constantly warns herself that she must drink in moderation, as suffering from alcohol addiction is not a fun thing.

"By the way, you have something to do here this time."

Hermey also finished the red wine in her glass,

"You made a special trip here before it was time to trade. Did you encounter any trouble?"

"Tsk, there is some trouble." Warlord said, "But that's not all why I came to you. Ah, let me talk about the trouble first."

Warlord stretched out his hand holding the wine glass and asked Herme to fill it.

Although he disliked "soft southern wine", he never drank it politely.

After all, this is the east of Toussaint, and fine wine is not considered a waste in the king's court. The entire Saza Castle is probably only owned by Herme and a few wealthy businessmen.

"Recently, many strange things have happened in my territory, and a very strange monster has appeared. Many villages have found that children in their villages have disappeared inexplicably. Some villagers reported that before the children disappeared, people wearing black clothes would appear near the village.

A woman with a pointed black hat, a body covered with bells, and a bell stick in her hand. This woman floats in the air and disappears as soon as people get close to her."

"At night, some people heard the sound of bells coming from outside the village, and then they discovered that the area around the village had been filled with mist. The children were walking into it, and the rats in the village followed them as if they were possessed.

Many anxious parents chased after them, but they all just disappeared."

"After I learned about the situation, I immediately took people to the nearest village where rumors about the woman in black appeared. We brought all the tools to deal with demon spirits, divine emblems, silver swords, and amulets, as well as the secrets summed up by our ancestors.

Exorcism prescription, intended to eradicate this monster."

Having said this, Warlord had a look of annoyance on his face.

Herme didn't speak, he didn't like to interrupt, he just waited for him to continue talking.

It is not surprising at all that Herme went head-on with the Cossacks.

In the past hundred years, they have been fighting against all kinds of monsters and monsters without demon hunters, and they have accumulated a lot of experience in dealing with monsters and demon spirits.

"When the bell rang, we rushed into the fog, and then we were able to see the monster. Tsk, Hermey, have you never seen how ugly that thing is? The face was as pale as a dead man. It was simply

A rotten piece of wood."
To be continued...