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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty

The prostitutes in the tavern dare not come up to disturb Bo Fu at all. After all, this is a rare local master. They usually do business with those rough lumberjacks who have no wives. If they can get a passerby businessman, they will already be

It's a good job. Now a master who can just take out a bag of black pepper - this is not something they can get on weekdays, so they are actually quite cringeous.

"Help me bake a piece of bread, remember to sift the flour well! I don't want to eat a lot of sand and wood chips, right! Here is cash, so you can get a tip!" Bo Fu called a part-time tavern girl.

The prostitute or part-time prostitute threw five silver coins on the table - it was silver coins with eagle emblem. The pub girl quickly accepted the silver coins and smiled like a flower on her face.

Like a son, her companion looked at the lucky woman jealously, and secretly cursed that this woman would not die well.........

Bo Fu called the tavern owner and threw a gold coin to the man, "I'll lend you a room to stay for a few days, remember! The bed sheets must be changed every day! The quilt must be sunbathed every day! Okay, go." He reminded him

The greasy man said a few words, to be honest, he did not have much expectations for such hotels in this kind of place. If there were only less than one hundred bed bugs and fleas in the bed, it would be extremely clean...

.....

Bo Fu sat down and started waiting for the boss and the chef to handle the food. At the same time, a ball of hair rolled in from outside the door. Xiaobai barked a few times before starting to get under Bo Fu's table. At this time, a woman brought it up.

Bofu threw a silver coin to her with satisfaction, and gave her a great thanks. "After all the beer here is hygienic... It's a stream in the mountains." Bofu looked at it

The pretty clear beer. After taking a sip, a muttered sound. At this time, the aroma of roasted pork had already floated from the kitchen. It was mixed with the aroma of black peppercorns. Many people squeezed in the door and looked at the store enviously.

The master sitting inside.

The noble man ate and drank a lot, but the bread still made him a little dissatisfied. The dough that had not been sent before was finally not much sand, but the hard-baked bread would not be swallowed without the soup. This soup

The burning was a mess in Bofu's opinion. The noble man had enough food and drink, and slowly walked out the door with his puppy. The weather was sunny, so the road in the village was finally hard - although the road was paved with stone slabs.

, but for many years, there has been a layer of soil on it, and after it rains, it will be a mud pond... This guy walked outside the blacksmith shop in the village and looked at the young man who was thundering through the window. Not long after, Bo Fu

He walked into the shop again and carefully looked at the iron objects hanging on the wall.

The man picked up a long cross sword, raised the hilt in front of him, and looked over the sword body, "The long sword in this small place is good, the sword body is straight, the surface treatment is quite smooth, and

This steel mouth can also be used, at least it is enough to go to the battlefield." Bo Fu looked at the sword in front of him, "Hey, young man, is there any broader and heavier sword?"

"Sir, this one in your hand is already the best one here. If you need a broadened and weighted sword, you can customize it. But it will take me about seven days to build it." The young man replied respectfully.

"Seven days? Yes, get the deposit. This is the sword I want, it must be as heavy as two of this sword." Bo Fu drew a sword on the table, and after losing ten silver coins, he pointed at the young man.

The blacksmith said, "After that, why is the atmosphere here wrong? Everyone seems to be very nervous?" This is what he asked knowingly.

"Werewolf, sir. There are werewolfs." The blacksmith's answer was very simple.

"Are werewolf? I haven't seen uswolves yet."

"Sir, this is a cunning and fierce werewolf. We just discovered poor Alison this morning, she was killed by the werewolf." The blacksmith said a little sadly.

"Is that so, may poor Alison rest in peace. Please build this sword as soon as possible, thank you." Bofu stood up, and the blacksmith lowered his head respectfully and replied: "As you said, Master Knight."

Bo Fu returned to the second floor of the hotel. The boss had just cleaned up a room. All the bedding in the room was replaced with new ones - the boss took it out of the warehouse, and the room was cleaned and even sprayed.

The precious perfume - although it was only a little... For this reason, Bo Fu also threw a few silver coins to the boss. The boss was very satisfied with this wealthy noble master who had never seen before, and the tavern

The women in the house also whispered that this was a noble noble master... "I have never heard of such a polite master. He must have come from the master in the Vienna palace.

", "Yes, yes, he is much more noble than the Lord in the town...", "I'm dreaming again! Have you ever seen Lord?!"

The arrival of Bofu temporarily diverted the villagers' attention, and for a moment they werewolves were forgotten by them - until the next morning, several terrified and torn clothes ran to the village door to ask for help.

The words shouted, "Werewolf! Werewolf!" were vaguely speaking, and everyone looked dissatisfied and fearful. These gypsy people were very familiar to the villagers, and there was always a gypsy nearby.

The settlement has not had any conflicts between the two sides for many years, and most male villagers have sneaked to the gypsy camp to have fun - so they actually know the gypsy people who came to ask for help.

More than a dozen villagers and the priests followed the gypsies in full armed manner - Bo Fu followed behind, and no one tried to stop him - who would stop a knight master who could pass through the forest alone? And

In the eyes of the villagers, the powerful Knight Master is more knowledgeable and powerful than any of them, so they can ask for it.

The camp is actually only a few kilometers away from the village, but the road in the forest is winding for more than an hour. When they stepped into the camp, an amazing tragic situation appeared in front of the villagers - some people saw this

Already ready to turn around and run away...

The gypsy caravans were scattered in the camp, with about a dozen. The canvas on several caravans were torn into strips, and the camp was full of overturned things, and the fire in the center was even more

There were scattered all over the ground in a mess. A few corpses lay among these messy things. About dozens of gypsies hid in caravans or tents and dared not come out. Some women cried around the corpses. All the horses

All of them broke free from the bridle. Some gypsies were trying to find the horses that ran into the forest, and they had already pulled back a few of them. When they approached the camp, they neighed nervously, shaking their hooves and refused to step in.

"It's really a werewolf..." Bo Fu was the first person to enter the scene. He could see the clear and chaotic footprints on the soil at a glance - those were the footprints of the wolf, mixed

Among the messy human footprints, "This wolf is not small..." Bo Fu squatted down halfway, compared the footprint with his palm and said. The priest was praying, and the villagers shrank around timidly.

Investigating the situation. Soon, the villagers came up with a long-confirmed answer: "It's right to be a werewolf, it's that werewolf, the knight master."

"Even the werewolf, it has gone far away. This attack..." Bo Fu glanced at the gypsy who led the way. They had already mentioned the situation on the road, "It happened.

At midnight yesterday or early morning this morning, the wolf had already eaten and walked away." Bo Fu pointed to the tattered corpses, "We have nothing to do here."

The priest made a prayer for the gypsies - although the gypsies should not believe in the Lord, and then asked them to clean up the mess by themselves, and Bo Fu also told them that the werewolf had left, at least they were safe during the day.

Then he took the villagers away.

On the third day, several carriages came from outside the village. The leading carriage poked a wolf head that had been cut off for a while, and the signs of huge crosses were engraved on both sides of the carriage.

"The witch hunter of the Holy See is here..." The cheers of the villagers woke up Bo Fu. He opened the curtains and looked at several carriages that had entered the village. The carriages were parked at the entrance of the church and went from the carriage.

Several men jumped out of the carriage in leather armor. One of them opened the door of the carriage that was leading the way, and a man in a delicate mustache jumped out of the carriage. (To be continued...)


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