"Grab my robe."
John shouted low, raised his left hand and knocked the blood cat away.
His eyes turned into vertical pupils, and two shrill baby-like cries were heard in the dark night.
John used a super-sensory spell to look for traces of the blood cat.
Unless these guys are seen with the naked eye, their existence is completely unknown.
"The fur can also isolate it from detection."
John's eyes narrowed. The one just now was eager to attack, and its tail swept the reed for John to catch.
Shirley grabbed the corner of John's clothes and followed closely behind John.
"It seems I made some mistakes." John said lightly, "I should let you leave."
"Don't underestimate me." Ciri said.
John untied his bearskin cloak and covered Ciri directly.
"This cloak has some defensive effects. It won't kill you all at once, nor will it let you get burned."
"Burned?" Ciri was stunned.
John's eyes quickly scanned the reed. Since he couldn't find it, he just forced it out.
He pulled out his wand, "The flames are blazing."
The ancient whisper sounded, making Ciri stunned.
It made her feel inexplicably familiar.
Then she realized why John said she wouldn't get burned.
Flames floated out from the tip of the staff, turning the rapidity of the reeds into a sea of fire.
Reeds are inherently flammable, and now they can't stop burning.
A shrill cry came out again from the reed field that was engulfed in flames.
John immediately locked onto it.
He raised his left hand, and a shock wave destroyed all the shields in front of him.
A cat with blood-brown fur was exposed, and the lines on his shoes glowed purple.
Ciri saw John disappear in front of her, and the next second the sharp scream of the baby's cry hit her eardrums.
John kicked the blood cat's bones to pieces and cut off the blood cat's head with his sword.
The second blood cat dies.
Siri's face showed joy, and before she was happy, she felt the fatal feeling coming from behind.
Just when she felt death approaching, she took a step forward.
The burning pain made her scream.
There was a terrible scratch on the bear's skin.
Looking back, a blood cat with flames burning on its body roared unwillingly.
When it was about to attack, a silver light passed through its neck.
The silver sword was nailed into the ground and the blood cat was killed.
John came over and lifted Ciri's cloak.
The claw marks on the cloak did not penetrate the bearskin, but the impact still damaged the clothes on Ciri's back.
"It's okay, but the clothes are a little damaged." John pulled up Ciri.
Ciri hurriedly wiped her hands behind her back and touched the broken place. She was very sad.
Those were the clothes that Ciri wore from Cintra. Regardless of their value, they were one of the few things that made her miss Cintra.
"Recover as before"
Shirley was feeling sad when she heard John's whisper.
She looked at where the wand pointed, and the scars on her clothes were being repaired.
This was magic she had never seen before from the palace wizard.
John repaired her clothes, used a telepathic spell to make sure there were no monsters around, and he reached out to Ciri.
Ciri was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.
"My cloak." John pointed, indicating that he could return it to himself.
Shirley took a deep breath, and for some reason, she suddenly felt that John had become annoying.
The feeling of being protected just now disappeared without a trace.
After solving the blood cat, the sky has completely darkened.
John lit up the seventh rune as he wished.
He took Siri back, but he couldn't let Siri go back alone.
But this time he didn't ride a horse, letting Ciri sit on it, and he chose to walk on his legs. m.
"What's your name?" Shirley suddenly became curious about this person.
She asked curiously: "Why do you go around killing monsters?"
"It's a mission of some kind," John said casually, leading the horse on the path, "My name is Yadani."
"Yadani?" Hearing the name, Ciri felt a little familiar.
She found that although it was dark, John was not affected at all.
The two walked to Xi Rui's adoptive mother's house.
"Ouch——!"
A wolf howled, causing John to stop.
He looked up and saw, under the moonlight, a white wolf with silver light on its body, looking over here from a distance.
"What is that?" Ciri's eyes widened.
"That's some kind of guidance." John had a feeling that he might have to go back soon.
Ciri didn't understand what John's guidance meant, and the white wolf quickly disappeared.
They returned to Ciri's adoptive mother's house. Seeing Ciri's safe return, Christida finally let go of her worries.
"Traveler, why not rest here for the night."
Thanks to John for providing the family with venison, Christida invites John to stay one night.
She is a kind woman, otherwise she would not have adopted Ciri as her adopted daughter.
John was about to refuse when he saw Polo staring in one direction.
He looked over and saw freshly pulled carrots in the stable inside the home.
"Okay, I'll pay." John pointed at the turnips and said, "I'll pay one gold coin for those turnips."
Just as Christida was about to refuse, John put down the gold coin.
He placed the carrot in front of Polo.
Polo ate crunchily.
Cristide's son came out, and saw John with his sword, and was equally wary.
After Christide told him about John's deeds, he asked Ciri in disbelief.
"Did he really kill those three weird cats?"
Shirley nodded, and after receiving the answer, her son was full of admiration for John.
He wanted to touch John's sword, but John advised him not to.
He had no choice but to give up.
Christida paired the venison with red wine to make it delicious.
This aroma is so tempting that even Ciri hasn't tasted this delicious food for many days.
Watching the children devouring the food, Christida felt proud.
John washed his face outside and came in. He washed away the dust from sleeping in the open during this period, revealing a young face.
The three people at home were a little stunned.
John's composure often makes people forget his age.
"How old are you?" Ciri couldn't help but ask.
"Fifteen." After wiping his hands, John picked up a piece of venison with a fork and put it into his mouth.
Christida subconsciously looked at her son, who was about the same age as herself.
John really didn't act like a normal guy.
Chewing the venison, John vaguely said, "I'll pay for this dinner."
Shirley found it strange that every word John said did not include fees or transactions.
When he heard that he had money, his eyes lit up and he said, "Do you need to wash the horse?"
"That's a good idea," John chuckled. "If your workmanship satisfies me, I don't mind paying."
Christida's husband is a businessman, and her son is a good combination of his father's bloodline.
He immediately finished the venison indiscriminately and ran to the stable to prepare tools for washing horses.
Under the service, Polo washed off the dust on his body and made a comfortable snorting sound.
Originally, the son had some objections to his mother bringing back an adopted daughter of unknown origin, but after eating the venison, he lost his temper.
He doesn't hate Ciri, he just hates adding to the burden on the family.
After John finished his venison dinner, he wiped the corners of his mouth, took out a gold coin from his small bag and put it down as a habit.
Christida was a little helpless, and she asked John to take the gold coins back.
The venison was given to him by John and he just turned it into food.
Ciri also became more curious about John, who was different from everyone else she knew.
At this time, Brush Ma's son was also working hard to clean Polo.
A meteor-like fireball streaked across the sky, hitting a fortress in the distance.
The whole family was stunned and looked up.
Christida murmured softly: "It's Nilfgaard."
That fireball was the first signal.
It indicates that this war is officially about to begin.
John was watching the fireball fall when suddenly the silver sword vibrated slightly.
He pulled out his silver sword and saw the runes above it light up and flicker.
"War?" he pondered.
Ciri noticed this scene and asked in a strange way: "Are you leaving?"
John was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
He had a hunch that this war might be the time for him to leave.
Putting the silver sword back, John took out a bag from the small bag.
There was a bag of gold coins heavy inside, and he put the gold coins on the table.
If he guessed correctly, he couldn't take these things back.
It is better to leave it to this family than to let it disappear.
Christida was startled by his actions, and the gold coins frightened the woman.
"Just think of it as fate." He snapped his fingers, and Polo ran out of the stable, and his son couldn't hold him back.
Raising his hand and putting it on, Polo's wet body quickly dried, and John got on the horse.
When he saw Xiri, he always felt that this girl was special.
Throwing a ring out of the small handbag, John smiled at her and said, "Use this thing to protect yourself and your family."
After saying this, he turned around and left on his horse.
Ciri subconsciously caught the ring and chased John. She shouted: "Yadani!"
Unfortunately, John has left, which makes Ciri feel disappointed.
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Some people died, but not completely...
