Vol 2 Chapter 43: Raven in the shadow!

Lund. Fire pub.
This pub is located on the southeast side of the old town. Although the decoration is relatively shabby, many people come to drink.
Two men dressed as witch hunters were sitting in the corner while discussing a business in a whisper. There was a circle around them, and few ordinary people dared to sit beside them.
The business discussed by the two witch hunters was about a foreign businessman with little assets.
This businessman has a beautiful daughter, and they are planning how to assign her the status of a witch. As long as they come up with a little evidence to prove that she may be a'witch', then the two of them can make a fortune.
Under normal circumstances, ordinary people know that they should pay for it if they are smart enough.
Even if there are old stubborn unwilling to take the money out, they can take the girl away and shut it for a few days. As for what will happen in the dark dungeon these days, no one will know.
In most cases, these people who have been blackmailed by witch hunters are trying to use their money to settle.
The secular and the church give the witch hunter the power to arrest, and this power is not strictly restricted. Many people are mixed into the witch hunter because they are profitable. Is it true that the witch is just a matter of their words, and they are slightly stolen? A little evidence can lock people up, and even when they are rescued, they will be tortured. Many girls commit suicide in this way.
In recent years, many beautiful girls have fled to the southern islands, because it is the belief area of ​​the goddess Freya. The church serving her is different from the eternal fire. They will protect women and children.
This goddess is the oldest faith in the world.
Religious symbols are virgins, pregnant women, and old women. Her priests master certain spells, but are more proficient in herbal medicine. They have a good relationship with the druid. They will shelter those who are persecuted. Her priesthood is relatively broad and the earth , Love, childbirth, etc., but mainly for women, many midwives learn from her priests.
This goddess’ church has a tense relationship with the Eternal Fire, and often protects girls who are persecuted by witch hunters.
Ten minutes later.
The two witches hunters have quietly negotiated their plans for framing tomorrow, and they walked out with a slightly drunken shoulder and turned directly into an alley.
"Would you like to have fun tonight? A group of young girls from the north came over the port." A witch hunter undid his trouser belt and said with a mouthful of alcohol: "I heard they are very enthusiastic!"
"Really? That's okay to see." Another witch hunter grinned.
In this era, urination and defecation are very common, especially in this old city where the poor live.
Stepping on.
At this moment, a man in a gray-black cloak also came out of the tavern. As he walked, he put his hands on the waistband of his pants, and it seemed that he was about to get a puddle of urine.
"Go away. Country man!" the witch hunter next door cursed unkindly.
A cold light crossed.
At the moment when the two witch hunters noticed something was amiss, the man suddenly waved a dagger in his waist, a clean blow, blood spewed, and the two witch hunters in front of him were cut at the same time.
Bang Bang.
Van Tesin's face was exposed to the moonlight, and he drew his dagger and stuck it at the witch hunter's kidney, holding their heads until their bodies gradually stopped twitching.
"Cough! Bah!"
A thick sputum fell on the witch hunter's body.
After thinking about it, Fanthin kicked the two bodies with a little disgust, and then turned them over to reach for a grope.
He pulled out two money bags.
"You don't see that you are quite rich." Fanthin stretched out his hand and weighed the money bag, and turned and left the alley.
Under the cover of night.
Fantzen left the city alone, and he rode a horse straight in the direction of Cologne.
Before leaving, he released a black crow.
Victor. Bear Valley Town.
This is a non-wealthy town, with a population of more than a thousand points, because there are many fierce beast activities nearby, and there are not many merchants passing by.
In front of the town is a small blacksmith shop.
Its boss is an unusually strong man, strong like a brown bear, he has gray hair, grumpy, do not like to deal with people, every day is sitting at the door smoking and daze, occasionally picking up heavy subway hammer beat Come out a few kitchen knives.
This man named Lev has lived here for almost five years.
I usually don't like to get along with people, so no one will come to disturb him, and no one will cause trouble. Know that when he first came here, he killed a black bear with his bare hands.
In the past, there would be widowed women in the village who fell in love with him, wondering if the two could make it together.
But every time this old guy refused irritably, no one mentioned it in the end. He looked like he was in his forties, with no children and no daughters. He lived alone in the blacksmith's shop. He seemed to be a bit out of place with the whole town. In the eyes of others, he belonged to a weirdo.
Bang.
Today this old man is still sitting at the door of the blacksmith's shop smoking his tobacco. He has some friendships with some dwarves and often gets a little tobacco from the dwarves.
Occasionally someone will pass by, but no one will bother him.
Because this is a very strange person, sometimes he can be alone for a whole day.
It was getting dark.
Just as Lev was about to pack up and close the door, suddenly a cold light pierced his chest, and in this moment of life and death, the old man avoided it with an agile skill he should not have, and then immediately lifted the heavy hammer to smash it. In the past.
Wow!
A thin figure in the darkness rolled back and pulled away a little distance, and when the other party rushed up like a furry brown bear, he coughed and said in a hoarse voice: "Long time no see. Old guy."
"I thought you could no longer carry weapons."
Lev's footsteps stopped, picked up a heavy hammer and knocked on the iron felt, Shen said: "What are you doing here with this viper?"
Under the dim fire.
A greasy face with scars appeared in front of him. He couldn't see the size of his age. With a blindfold, he seemed to have blinded one eye. His body was very thin, and his chest seemed to have been seriously injured. A little breathless, and occasionally coughing, he showed a ugly grinning smile, his voice was hoarse: "That old crow has acted!"
A sealed letter was thrown over.
Leif caught it, glanced through the firelight, his breath suddenly hurried a few minutes, and then turned to look at the brave man in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Why? You can't stand these poisonous snakes?"
"Jian Jie." The thin man seemed to have been severely tortured before. The vocal cords should have been injured. The laughter was harsh, and said hoarsely: "Did you forget the blood that the Xiong School passed?"
"Or."
"You have lost the fighting spirit completely like those cowards."
"Prepare to pretend to be an ordinary blacksmith here until you die old?"
boom.
Lev slammed the iron felt, and rushed up with an agile skill that did not match his body. He lifted the man in front of him with one hand, suppressing the growling and restraining, and slowly said: "You say it again! "
The dreadful man in front of his eyes raised his hands and smiled: "Calm down."
"So many years."
"You are still so irritable!"
boom.
Lev threw this man down~EbookFREE.me~ picked up a bottle of wine and poured it out: "You are dying!"
"Why? Are you afraid of dying?" The man's face looked like a fierce ghost under the fire. He smiled and said: "Lev, who had killed the Griffon with his bare hands, would be afraid of death that day?"
Bang.
Lev picked up the hammer and knocked heavily, then said in a deep voice: "Old Viper. Are you looking for death?"
桀桀.
The greasy man grinned a bit, glanced at Lev in front of him, and then turned away. From afar, a hoarse voice came: "I have already brought it."
"We respect your choice."
"Bear may have lost his fighting spirit, but the viper will never forget the hatred!"