Chapter 128 No one can insult the witch hunter in front of me in the future

Sir Vilirez almost didn't breathe in one breath.

Facing the witch hunter who interrupted his praise, Baiguoyuan yelled jazzly: "You are not qualified to choose trial judgment, guard--"

This time, the witch hunter did not allow the guard who used his sword sheath to show his power. He turned around and swept his legs and kicked the guard to the ground, causing a group of people around him to be facing a great enemy, but the witch hunter did not chase him again.

He turned to look at his villagers with fear, repulsion, and faint excitement, and shouted loudly: "I am Kogrim, I am a witch hunter! Just a month ago, I drove away a group of water ghosts for the villagers there in Willen; half a month ago, I removed a group of ghouls in Mapoly; three days ago, I came here and didn't even have the chance to draw my sword!"

He pointed at the beekeeper with his finger: "I saw him beating his wife after he got drunk, and then wanted to sell honey to me, a foreigner, for three times the market price. I don't know where his child went. When I saw him the last time I saw him, I just saw him walking towards the Ismina River, that's all!"

"I have never hurt anyone in the orchard, anybody. Instead, my sword and dagger have removed a lot of trouble for your country. Do you think we witch hunters are those outlaws who can be used to send dozens of kroners. They used to buy my life with that little money. Now, just because they see my yellow eyes, do you declare me guilty?"

The witch hunter turned around and looked at the Lord of the White Orchard sitting in a high seat, and whispered: "I cannot get justice here, and your judgment is not fair. I know you will not let me go, and I do not ask for your ridiculous truth. Give me a trial and judgment, let fate witness my innocence, and then I will leave. When you find that poor child one day, you will know how outrageous you are wrong!"

The Lord of the White Orchard looked at the uproaring crowd. He was a little shocked by the momentum of the witch hunter, but then he became angry and embarrassed.

Facing this demon hunter who spoke rudely to himself in his own territory, he shouted: "You are not qualified to apply for a trial trial, my ruling is the final justice! If you do not accept the final decency of the death penalty, then you can only become the honor under my sword!"

The villagers watched the quarrel between the witch hunter and their lord, and their expressions became more excited than before. They saw that the lord's guards began to put their hands on the sword, and it was obvious that a collision between the knife and blood would break out in a while.

Like the cat school, the snake school is also a school that cannot make ends meet because of the rare monsters and finally begins to accept commissions for murder, which to some extent corrupts the reputation of the witch hunter.

Lan En hugged her shoulders and watched the farce in front of him. He didn't know the witch hunter in front of him, but he was familiar with the famous Baiguoyuan unjust case. After all, this can be said to be the first impressive task in the game.

The soldiers and servants brought by Lann were silent for a second, watching the beekeeper.

After all, due to his identity and education in his previous life, he also had a high tolerance for some behaviors of the lower class. Although "Lannister, he will pay for his debts" and he will do something for a relaxing mood, he will not use the first choice without saying anything.

He himself did not have much real anger. Emotionally, his tolerance for "humiliation" was higher than expected, and his dignity threshold was not as low as the real aristocrats of this era.

However, it was too late at this time, and the locals did not have much shock to the unjust and false cases of foreigners. No one regretted or felt guilty. This story was even intentionally forgotten by everyone in the end. It was not until Geralt, a later generation accidentally sensed the magic fluctuations and entered the tomb full of demons that this dusty story appeared.

"There is also a witch hunter here!"

Zoertan pulled the resentful Yarpan, not wanting to trek into this muddy water, and a glass of wine would not allow the dwarves to stand on Lann's side at this time, and he would be responsible for his dwarves brothers.

After his death, people discovered that the missing little boy actually died at the hands of a water ghost.

The beekeeper had already blushed when he was questioned by Kogrim, and he was at the end of the crowd.

He knew that the witch hunter would finally be judged with confidence, enter a catacomb, and leave a letter before the action.

"Others-"

In Lann's plan, if the Witch Hunter Cult is to be established in the future, the Viper School is an indispensable puzzle.

Lann was thinking, but she didn't even get the attention of others at this moment.

It's just because of his identity and position that he has to react in many cases.

Facing Lane's sudden appearance, it may be that the guards around him gave him courage, or the ignorant fearlessness, but he did an unexpected action by everyone present at this time.

The clever masses have begun to look around and prepare to escape to prevent themselves from being involved.

He spat a mouthful of phlegm at Lane.

Lann's lion's eye looked around the audience and saw the reactions of both sides.

"Sir, why don't we retreat first." House pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword and blocked Lane behind him. "The situation here is not right, and we can come back and question the lord here later."

Originally, he was thinking about whether he could find an opportunity to get in touch with the snake witch hunter that appeared in the original game, but he didn't expect that he would meet a member who existed in the background story at this time.

But even so, in later generations, the Viper School also created amazing results. The leaders of their school were able to massacre a whole ship of people, including the king and the royal adviser, sorcerer, without being injured, and even defeated Geralt head-on multiple times.

Sir Verires on the stage looked at the lion emblem on Lane's chest for a while, and suddenly shouted: "No, no, no, no rude, he is..."

Perhaps, this time he was able to not only successfully form friendship with the Snake Sect Witchhunter, but also see King Fultest who had been hiding from him.

Who knew that Yarpan seemed to be drinking at this time, or that the trial of this farce had already made him angry, and at this moment he was stubbornly refusing to move.

"They have a lot of people, a lot of swords and swords!"

A panic scream rang out.

"They are here to rob the criminals, run, run!"

However, their professional level is more than the Cat School, and they are famous, and they even attract Nifgaard's former rulers to recruit. In the end, Nifgaard's rulers asked them but were unable to get them and then cruelly rushed to the front line. If they could not get them, they would be destroyed, leaving only two or three little snakes left in the Snake School.

But this time, facing the beekeeper, he felt that this humiliation came well because it just solved his urgent need.

The lord of the white orchard on the high seat turned his neck blankly and looked at the beekeeper.

"Running there, my soldiers!"

If this snake witch hunter could be saved, Lane would naturally be willing to lend a helping hand. He knew that the witch hunter in front of him came from the snake school, a school based in Nifgaard, who was good at using poison and fighting to get close to the assassin.

For the rulers of the country, the school of snake school of nature is obviously more useful than cats, wolves, bears, etc. Moreover, they are completely different from the cat school of psychopathy, and belong to the school of communication and even sentimentality.

At this moment, all the Sintra cavalry drew their weapons and sweared to be humiliated. Even if the King of Termolia and the others were in front of them, they would never stop with each other.

The villager screamed, immediately attracting the attention of everyone present.

Lane pointed to Sir Villes' direction, and the villagers who were blocking the road ahead rolled and crawled to the ground to divide a path ahead of him.

It turned out that a villager who slowly retreated after seeing the tense atmosphere at the scene saw Lanen, and he was immediately shocked by the pair of dark gold lion eyes.

Compared with the snake-sect demon hunter Kogrim who was bound on the platform, Lane and the well-equipped soldiers around him were even more frightening.

“he~tui!”

But now my identity and where I am in are a bit too sensitive. This is not in Sintra. I can’t stage a robbery field, right?

Lane planned in his mind that maybe it would be a good time to wait for Kogrim to go to the tomb alone, and then he would intervene...

However, the demon hunter's devil hunter needs complete investigation and preparation. The snake sect demon hunter who hastily fought will eventually be killed by a demon spirit several times more than himself.

"Yalpan!" Zoertan shouted anxiously.

"Salz! People!" House, who had just suggested that Lane avoid the edge and retreat, roared and drew out his sword, "How dare you insult the Count!"

The grace of saving lives is heavier than ordinary negotiation chips, especially for demon hunters who value love and righteousness.

The people around Lann all scattered, isolated him and the servants and soldiers he brought over.

"Demon Hunter!" All the villagers became frightened, and their eyes fell on the number of Lanen and his group, their armor and their swords. Instead, they only looked at Lanen's eyes and no longer cared about them.

For them, steel is far scarier than yellow eyes.

"House, blow the trumpet and assemble our cavalry."

He said it too late.

"Demon Hunter!" The beekeeper roared loudly, as if he really had some deep hatred.

The onlookers who seek benefits and avoid harm rushed to make way, allowing Lan En to move forward unimpededly, and prevented him from hurting the innocent.

Sir Vilirez, the lord of the white orchard, came to enjoy the farce today and turned his face completely white.

"You are Count Lannister, this is a misunderstanding. I will hang this beekeeper immediately and ask your person to retreat first, retreat first, retreat quickly, come quickly--"

"--guard!"
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