The place where Chen Mo is at the moment is called Velen, which is the poorest province of a kingdom called Temeria in the wizarding world. Its geographical location is also quite strange. It is located in the middle of the Northern Kingdom and the Southern Empire. It can be regarded as an alien place.
Poland of the world.
This place is full of inaccessible swamps, poor villages, and rude country bumpkins. During the war, this land was infested with countless undead creatures and rebel bandits, and deep in the swamp, there were other even more dangerous ones.
Terrifying dark creatures are lurking. It can be said that this land is like a forgotten land. No one cares about its future and no one cares about it.
Chen Mo put a blouse on himself to cover up the attire that was incompatible with this era. Then he raised his hand and threw out a four-wheel motorcycle, intending to go to the nearby villages to find out the current time.
There are not many countries in the wizarding world, but there are still a lot of casualties. Nilfgaard, a huge empire located in the south of the continent, has not concealed its ambition to go north and annex other small countries, and it has done so, and it is worth mentioning that,
Ciri's father is the current Emperor of Nilfgaard, Emhyr Emres. This man also has a domineering and domineering nickname, called the white flame that dances on the enemy's grave!
After riding a motorcycle for more than ten kilometers in the wilderness, Chen Mo still didn't find a single living person, but he did see piles of corpses and swaying flags in some places. Judging from the flags, the entire Wellen or
All of Temeria has been occupied by the Nilfgaardian Empire.
Although this war had nothing to do with him, in order to prevent these corpses from being used as nourishment and nests by the undead, Chen Mo still burned all the corpses to ashes out of humanitarianism.
As for those ashes, the wind will take them away!
After driving for almost 20 kilometers along the north, Chen Mo finally saw a figure. There were four or five unknown armed men wearing linen clothes and velvet hats gathered under an old crooked tree. They were holding hammers and axes in their hands.
Weapons like this. At this moment, these people were gathering under the Old Waistneck tree and shouting something. There were seven or eight corpses of various sizes hanging on the Old Waistneck tree above their heads.
Chen Mo, who was riding a motorcycle, naturally attracted the attention of these guys. They turned around and looked at Chen Mo warily with weapons in hand. Chen Mo also saw clearly what these people were doing. A fairly good-looking peasant woman covered her head.
Her chest was slightly shriveled, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, huddled under the tree. Next to her lay a man who had died not long ago.
"Good afternoon, everyone, can you tell me how to get to the nearby village?"
Chen Mo showed a smile that he thought was very kind and looked at the other side.
But his politeness was ignored. One of the leading guys spat out a mouthful of saliva, then raised his weapon and pointed it at Chen Mo.
"roll!"
It is concise and clear, and the meaning of the words is clear. A single word reflects the other party's urgent need to drill holes and his impatience to help outsiders understand his hometown, so his ending is also very simple.
The new revolver forged from Thor's hammer directly smashed the opponent's body, along with the three unlucky guys behind him. As for the remaining few, Chen Mo was not polite and sent them all to reunite with the boss underground.
The peasant woman sitting on the ground was very frightened when she saw the flesh and blood on the ground. However, seeing that Chen Mo did not do anything to her, she still stood up to thank Chen Mo and pointed out the way for Chen Mo.
Demon hunters who first come to Weilun will always hear a very landmark term called the Hanged Man Tree. Yes, the place where Chen Mo just passed is this tree. The location of this tree is probably equivalent to that of Weilun.
The crossroads, whether you are going north or south, you must pass through here.
As for the time, it is 1272, which happens to be the opening year of The Witcher 3!
However, at this time, the sorceress pile driver, the king of artillery, the master of Gwent, and the king of black fist Geralt have not yet arrived in Wellen, so Chen Mo will have to wait for a while to find him.
But speaking of Gwent, Chen Mo also found a few mutilated cards in the pile of corpses. Seeing this made him beat his chest with regret. The cards were all blown up and there was no way to use them!
Fortunately, there were no major damages to the wallets of these defeated soldiers. The kroner inside was still intact. Chen Mo plundered a few hundred kronor and packed up the intact weapons of these defeated soldiers. Then he followed the peasant woman's instructions and rode
The motorcycle came to a village called Baiguoyuan.
Because of the war, the taverns in various villages in Velen were filled with various soldiers. Some were deserters from the Kingdom of Temeria, and some were guerrillas unwilling to fail. They were unable to fight against their neighbors to the north, nor to the south.
The empire can only huddle between the tavern and the countryside, drinking away its sorrows all day long.
After Chen Mo approached the village, he put away his motorcycle and went on foot. After all, it was better for him to keep a low profile.
After entering the village entrance, Chen Mo was attracted by the notice board inserted at the village entrance. Seven or eight pieces of paper were randomly posted on the square team, with various rewards on them. Some village elders offered rewards.
There were wild monsters and trivial matters about ordinary people. Chen Mo even saw a notice for sow breeding.
"Side mission?"
Chen Mo, who felt that he was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, unceremoniously tore off all the rewards, leaving only the sow mating card.
"Leave this task to Geralt!"
Carrying a stack of bounties, Chen Mo packed the loot to the blacksmith in the village. In exchange for a few vague maps and miscellaneous supplies, he declined the blacksmith's invitation to a duel, and then resolutely embarked on a journey to clean up the side missions.
Geralt will definitely thank me when he comes!
Chen Mo not only praised his thoughtfulness, he also did all the dirty work for Willen, and also played all the Gwent cards he could play, so that Geralt could concentrate on finding his daughter.
!
At this moment, Geralt, who was riding towards Velen from afar, couldn't help but sneeze.
The old demon hunter Vesemir, who was accompanying Geralt at the side, turned his head in surprise.
"Can witchers catch colds too?"
"Probably not!"
Geralt shook his head, looked at the distant horizon, and then guessed.
"Maybe Ciri is thinking of me!"
Geralt said very firmly.
"Then we have to hurry up, and we don't have much money left. Now I don't even have any wine to drink!"
"It's okay. When we get to Willen, we'll collect a few bounties and we'll have the money. Then we can drink whatever we want!"
Geralt nodded. This is what he did in the past. He would accept bounties when he had no money. After all, the devil hunter lives all over the world and this is what he relied on to earn a living!
