30. The Cannibalism Case of Durnham

People seem to have the same reaction when they see a witcher's peephole for the first time.

He let out an exclamation, then leaned back hard, becoming alert.

Then, it can be a normal conversation.

There are professional soldiers around, and their courage is naturally greater than that of ordinary farmers.

So after a small burst of noise, calm returned.

"Witcher?" Philip snored twice and spat to the side.

"It's really getting more and more chaotic these days, and all kinds of messy things are coming out."

Lan En had no reaction to his nagging.

"That's the way things are, sir. Let's talk about our suspicions."

Lan En poured it directly onto Bernie's hand, causing him to scream "ouch".

"It just so happens that York is also in the village. Let him recognize you. Let's go."

"I thought I would come to the crow's nest to meet you someday, but I didn't expect to see you again now."

At the same time, Lan En also immediately realized that this matter was indeed not a small matter.

But it is this "non-dispute" that creates the unparalleled influence of Meritelli's faith.

"Whether I win or not will be decided later. Now I have to treat my friend's wounds first."

The man frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly looked at Lan En and said, "A few days ago, one of your kind was captured and killed in Willen."

"Literally."

"Sergeant, this is the master witcher I mentioned. An upright and respectable gentleman."

After exchanging pleasantries with the witcher, York turned to face his commander.

"After the news of the murder was passed, and you were dispatched to deal with it, it would have been five days from the day of the crime, right? And the two of us"

"Literally 'chop it up and feed it to the dogs'?"

Phillip took another sip of wine and sneered with unknown meaning.

"Did any wild beasts or monsters destroy the scene? Damn it! In the past, everyone worshiped and prayed there, and no monster dared to approach Dunhan!"

How to describe Meritelli’s faith?

Let's put it this way, even if he is the king's personal guard, as long as he dares to touch a hair of the priestess inside any Melitelli temple.

Philip signaled that he was listening.

"Wow."

"Hey, anyway, we didn't see any traces of wild beasts or monsters nearby."

Meritelli is the belief of every lady in the northern country. The belief of this goddess never gets involved in politics, power, or competition for interests.

"That's not all, boy." Philip on horseback had to take out a copper wine flask and take a few sips during these few steps.

"That was not a simple murder."

This was an obvious flaw, but what was interesting was that Lan didn't detect the embarrassment of being pointed out from Philip.

It is enough to illustrate the importance of this place.

"The victim's body was partially eaten."

"One more drink, man." This was what Philip called. "I'll have to pour it again later to clean up the debris in the wound."

"You'd better not touch the sergeant's brow now. His wife was just discovered cheating on her, and her lover was chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs."

"So Bernie, think about it, why do you think they took so long with us?"

There were eleven cavalry, and it sounded like there were still manpower in the village. Compared with this time, Bordon's pursuit was like a joke.

Philip waved his hand and asked the bartender for a drink rudely, while York took advantage of this moment to whisper to the young man seriously.

"Gudu-hu! Haha, who would have thought that the world would be in such chaos now? I didn't know until I returned to the crow's nest that someone dared to do such a thing in Dunham."

Phillip nodded upon hearing this.

What he didn't expect even more was that Phillip happily admitted it.

Halfway through, Bernie seemed still shocked by the news he heard.

"Where is Durnham?"

The murder that occurred in Durnham, a place of worship, is a real event that will bring panic and anger to the Willen area.

Bernie immediately started to argue. He was not exonerating the murderer, but he refused to believe that their place of faith had been so seriously desecrated.

Lan En smacked his tongue slightly, ordered another glass of rye vodka, and touched it with York.

"I also helped in that battle."

"What do you mean, human?" Bernie's eyes widened, "You mean it was eaten by humans?! The murderer was eating humans in that land of faith?!"

"You are just soldiers, not scouts or trackers! You are not experts, you cannot make such a conclusion!"

He is simply spreading his teachings of love and peace.

Without giving the two a chance to talk, eleven cavalrymen surrounded the two and walked towards the village a hundred meters away.

Only now did Lan En turn around, smile and nod to the halberdier whom he had fought with back then.

As if recalling some unspeakable scene, he waited until he swallowed the wine in his mouth before continuing to speak with an ugly expression.

Being eaten?

Lan En's eyes narrowed slightly, but Bernie was confused.

Because every woman who believes in Him has many identities.

Bernie whispered angrily, as if he had temporarily forgotten the injury on his hand.

The young man flexed his fingers to show to the soldiers around him.

The distance of more than 100 meters was quickly covered, and the group dismounted and walked into the tavern, where there were four soldiers wearing Temerian standard armor sitting at the table.

"That's not an important town, it's just a road intersection. But it's the place where all the surrounding villages worship the goddess Melitelli. What inhuman bastard would commit desecration on that sacred place?!"

Lan En moved his fingers back and forth between himself and Bernie.

Lan En saw the halberdier he had seen a few days ago, but he did not speak for the time being. Instead, he asked for a glass of rye vodka.

Lan En didn't want to hide anything.

"I am a foreigner, Mr. Sergeant. I don't know where Durnham is exactly, but the crow's nest where Sir Witherald is located is about three days' journey from here. So according to what you just said, Durnham is about

The crow's nest is at least two and a half days away."

Then we don't have to wait until night, at dusk, we can see his hanging body on the locust tree at the intersection.

And it was not a deliberate revenge, but simply a result of public resentment, and the king himself had to bow his head and admit it.

Phillip smiled and simply nodded.

"Yes, we are good at killing people, but we are really not experts when it comes to traces and monsters."

Lan En has a clear understanding of Willen. He knows that dying here is not a big deal. What is important is Durnham.

The meaning is self-evident, but the time is not right.

The strong man waved his hand behind him, and a soldier shrugged naturally and came over to help bandage it.

The cups used in pubs for this type of high-alcohol wine are different from those used for beer. They are small wine glasses that can be held whole by wrapping around the tiger's mouth.

Halberdier York, ignoring the weird looks from the people around him, took his own beer glass, touched it with the empty glass in Lan En's hand, and drank it in a big gulp.

Daughter, mother, wife. Even a king has a mother! Even a bandit wants a wife!

You want to hurt Meritelli's faith?

Then you must have thought about how you will die, right?

It is different from the Oriden Carriage Competition, when Veselard clung to the law and sold favors to the king's cousin.

"It's for you, Demon Hunter. You are the experts when it comes to monsters. To be honest, we were just routinely interrogating every suspicious person, but as soon as you raised your eyes, I knew I had won the prize."

Lan En interrupted the conversation at this time.

Lan En walked beside him and asked without hesitation.

"uh-huh?"

"Monster? Oh, it's fine if it's a monster."

"Thanks for reminding me. I said it was like he wanted to find a reason to beat us at the beginning."

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