There seemed to be a profound meaning in Furui's words.
John spent the night in the field.
He really missed the tent in the other world.
"I thought I could catch one or two magical creatures, but it seems impossible."
Unwilling to give up, John walked around the forest again, but found nothing.
There were some squirrels crawling up and down the trees carrying nuts.
John reached up and caught a falling squirrel.
I poked the squirrel's bulging cheek with my finger, and the nuts inside fell out.
Putting the squirrel down, John walked over to Polo.
The huge bear skin is still on Polo's back. He is not short of money now, so carrying the bear skin is a bit in the way.
"Just make it into a cloak."
Thinking of this, John mounted the horse with the bearskin and set off towards the town.
Although he could make it himself, with this time, John thought he could find a place to sell the ring.
There are tailors in the town, and when I left yesterday I saw one at the market.
"Let's leave when the cloak is ready."
After completing the experience without encountering any magical creatures in the town, John was ready to go to the next place.
Reentering the town, John noticed something was wrong.
He looked up and saw that the round tower was still there, and there was a bit of a bad feeling in the market.
I found a tailor shop, and the owner was a woman who still had charm.
Her eyes sparkled when she saw the bearskin.
John paid two gold coins and asked her to speed up the process for him.
The boss nodded repeatedly. Such a big business had not happened for a long time.
Walking out of the tailor shop, John was going to sell a ring.
He was used to spending galleons, so he was very generous with his moves.
This left him with little money from selling the ring.
Although Emily still owed herself a large amount of money, the money had not yet been paid.
He couldn't find a place that sold rings.
Instead, I met an old acquaintance first.
It's not right to say they are acquaintances.
They only met once.
In the pub yesterday.
Fury's men.
The fierce bald head blocked John's way.
In his hand was a two-handed knife that looked untouchable.
There were six people behind him, holding different weapons and looking at John eagerly.
"Here you are." The bald man stared at John fiercely, "The lesser of two evils, Demon Hunter."
Today happens to be a festival in the town, but no one dares to come from that direction.
John thought for a while, not wanting to cause trouble, and said, "I said I was passing by, do you believe it?"
He really had no intention of interfering with what was going on here, after all, both sides were not good people.
I don’t know why both the wizard and Furui blackmailed me.
Don't talk about anything else, just talking about the murderous aura coming from these seven people, you know that there are many lives on their hands.
They stared at John eagerly, and one of them raised his crossbow and aimed at John.
As long as John does not make a choice, the arrow will hit John.
John sighed, what is this?
Force a choice?
"So what are you going to do?" John was a little curious about what Furui was going to do.
Several people on the other side looked at each other, and the bald man said honestly: "If that wizard doesn't come out, we will kill everyone in this town."
"So he came out?" John looked at them as if they were fools.
Such a look made the bald man very unhappy.
"Fu Rui is negotiating with him."
In John's opinion, this approach is very vulgar.
This method is okay to deal with saints, but it is particularly useless against villains.
John zoomed in and heard an argument.
"Even if you kill everyone, even people from other villages, I will not go out, let alone let anyone in."
It was the wizard's voice.
Other villages: Listen to me and thank you...
Faced with Furui's threat, the wizard made the most unkind choice.
It was completely different from the various bright and great images he showed in front of John yesterday.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?"
A rough voice sounded, and John glanced at the seven people who were wary of him.
Facing the witcher, they would say insulting words, but they would actually feel nervous.
Just one look made the man holding the crossbow nervous.
The arrow shot out of the air and shot towards John.
Before approaching John, John raised his hand and fixed the bow and arrow in the air.
"What's this?"
Staring at the arrow, the arrowhead gave me a different feeling.
This arrow has the ability to target wizards.
Functions a bit like the Magic Loop made by John.
"A weapon specifically designed to deal with wizards?" John groaned.
The people over there have already come to kill them.
"Show me your power!"
The bald man came roaring with a sword.
John looked up, petrified.
For a moment, the bald man's body froze.
He fell straight down.
Others rushed up, and John drew his silver sword.
He raised his hand and hit the object with magic to grab a person and throw him out. The sword blocked the sharp blade and he rotated the sword to cut off the sword directly.
Turning around and kicking the blocking shield, John jumped up into the air and stabbed straight into the air. The blade of the sword penetrated the human body through the oak shield.
The silver light slashed out, and in the blink of an eye, only one of the seven people was left.
The man holding the crossbow drew his sword and rushed forward.
Without looking, John raised his left hand and launched the man into the wall.
John was just about to sheath his sword when he heard footsteps.
"Yadani!"
There was a scream, and John looked back.
Fury saw John knocking away his men.
She is holding a hostage, the girl who led John yesterday, Marija.
"You made your choice." She looked at John with anger and sadness in her eyes.
"I will kill everyone here until Strigor comes down!"
She was like a lioness who had lost her child, and the sharp blade felt cold on Marija's skin.
John raised his left hand, and Fury sarcastically said, "Magic has no use on me."
"It's useless?" John thought for a while and said, "Are you sure?"
Furui pushed Marija away and quickly headed towards John.
Her sword light is sharp, acquired through countless fights.
John used object-taking magic and found that it was really useless.
This surprised him.
He thought of Hagrid, the giant's skin that bounced magic away.
Is Furui a mixed race?
John changed his magic again and he snapped his fingers.
The door shatters behind Fury, but Fury is fine.
"It really is."
After dodging another sword, John raised his sword to block it.
Holding Furui's attacking sword-wielding hand with his left hand, John twisted it hard, but he didn't let it go.
"Kill me to make me stop!"
Furui said viciously, pulling out a small sword with her other hand and attacking John.
John retreated to avoid it.
Furui was very angry, so she played cruelly.
John was silent for a moment, then pulled out a wand with his left hand.
Furui held a small sword in her left hand and a sword in her right hand.
When she saw John's wand, Fury was confused for a moment.
But soon she was back on the attack.
John judged that Furui's swordsmanship level should soon reach level 6.
Under the two swords, Furui cooperated seamlessly, one was long and the other was short, her left hand was fast and her right hand was heavy.
But with such attack and defense, John's sword power was still unable to be broken.
After a series of attacks, the wand pierced her right hand silently like a poisonous snake.
What followed was an airtight Silver Sword offensive.
There were wounds left on Furui's body, the heaviest ones on her arms and thighs. Blood flew everywhere, causing her steps to become disordered.
Furui stepped back repeatedly, and the wound on her right hand made her grip on the sword somewhat unstable.
John's strength fell ten times, and the silver light swept across the sword body, cutting off Furui's sword and flying out. The silver sword was pressed against Furui's neck.
Furui knew she was no match, so she took a deep breath and begged, "Can you give me a hug?"
"No." John swung his sword and Furui fell down.
Seeing the blood soaking Furui's body, John was silent.
"I was really just passing by."
He looked melancholy, wondering if these people didn't listen.
Suddenly it felt like Harry was a wise man.
At this time, people in the market slowly came over.
They saw the brutality of the fight.
Trisgob also came over, and he stared excitedly at the fallen Furui.
"Marika, Marika!"
He called Marija's name loudly, and Marija came out. He said excitedly: "Get a cart ready for me. I'm going to take the person to the tower for anatomy."
He looked at the experimental subjects like a mad scientist, with fanaticism in his eyes and no regard for human life.
John raised his sword and tapped the wizard's shoulder with the sword's spine.
Only then did Strigob remember that there was a demon hunter here.
Seeing the bloody sword blade, there was a moment of fear in his eyes.
"Are you crazy? Her mutation will affect other people, so these people will follow her."
He thought that John did not agree with his dissection, and said angrily: "You have fooled her, haven't you?"
"I suggest you don't touch him." John found that there were more and more people around him.
But this gave Strigob the confidence to think of a way.
His tone became sarcastic and joking: "Witcher, you killed people on the street in Balvi. You abused lynching and flouted the law."
Incited by him, the onlookers became furious.
One by one, they yelled curses at John.
Someone in the crowd yelled, "Asshole!"
The tavern owner yelled: "You are a beast!"
Woman in beige clothes: "You hurt her."
Man with long hair: "Go on, you butcher."
They all insulted John, making Strigobo feel that he had a chance to win.
He slowly approached John and said, "You made a choice, and you never know whether it was right or wrong."
His smile is so annoying.
The crowd was furious, and one man picked up a stone and threw it at John, and it landed at John's feet.
Then more and more people picked up stones and threw them at John.
Suddenly, a stone flew towards John.
Just before it hit his body, the stone stopped.
John's face was calm, and he slowly put away his sword.
Looking at the wizard fussing in front of him, he walked over and whispered in his ear.
"Who made you think that I would swallow my anger?"
The wizard who had been smiling just now suddenly solidified his smile.
John put away his sword, drawing his wand only to make it easier.
"besides……"
White light flashed on the wand.
John grinned, his voice like a demon whispering.
"Who told you that I'm just a witcher?"
Moral kidnapping?
Wand waved.
...
Some people died, but not completely...
