"Aha! Now the bastard can't run away!"

Philip cheered happily, as if catching the cannibal criminal was within reach.

"Master, you have to help us again. Let's go chop this bastard into pieces together!"

Philip is qualified to serve as a sergeant, so he is certainly not stupid.

Now that we know the characteristics of the criminal, don't we have to find it slowly? But what if we bring this demon hunter who is more powerful than the temple priest?

Maybe the case will be completed today!

When Lan En thought about it, it seemed inappropriate for him to come over and kill two ghouls before saying a few words for a task with a total price of two hundred and thirty orens.

and

The young man's cat eyes narrowed slightly, like a big cat hunting for prey, with a cold light.

He really wanted to know what it felt like to cut down a cannibal.

"Have you secured the crime scene?"

Lan En nodded to Phillip and then asked.

Durnham is indeed half a day's journey from Midcorps, but that's based on the farmer's distance.

When the witcher approached the intersection, his senses were fully activated and he carefully observed every inch of the land.

Sharp blades were pulled out from the scabbards of the sergeants, and a cold and chilling air gathered on the bodies of these people.

"No one is watching the scene, but don't worry. Since this incident happened, although the surrounding villagers want to kill the murderer alive, no one dares to go to Duenhan again. After all, no one knows when the goddess will come.

Bring down the wrath.”

When Philip saw this, he waved his iron glove fiercely in mid-air.

The young man nodded to the halberdier.

The young man's eyes followed the set of footprints. He stood up, walked around the blood stains and followed them.

Mentos completed the identification of the footprints. There were a total of five people's footprints here. The victim's footprints were because he had seen his shoes.

After going deep into the swamp, there was no easy way out, so the sergeants were a little agitated.

After all, he is a veteran who has experienced serious wars, excluding such problems as cheating and cheating.

It can be called a regional transportation hub.

They are very familiar with killing people and the preparations before killing them.

This place is indeed as described by Bernie: three female stone statues, a few half-extinguished white candles, garlands and sacrifices offered by believers.

Lan En nodded slightly.

The incident happened five or six days ago. If no one disturbed the scene, then my witcher senses would probably be able to directly find the footprints of the murderer.

"Aha! I knew he could do it! Keep up!"

After an hour and a half of continuous riding, Philip jolted a little at the end and his breathing was messy.

"Sergeant, it may be different from the report you received. There are five or six people's footprints here."

He is just a witcher now.

"Understood."

"Thanks, man."

The remaining one is undoubtedly the "ogre".

"Then let's set off."

Lan En squatted down around the bloodstain and poked his head left and right.

"Master, there is nothing we can do about it. God can't stop the farmers from watching the fun, right? Excluding the murderer and the victim, only three or four people have been here. To be honest, I want to applaud the farmers here."

Several people got off their horses more than ten meters away from this intersection.

But I expected that if I was passing by an ordinary traveling merchant, I would probably not go through this smoothly unless I took out a few coins or parted with some of the goods.

Anyway, Lan En had already seen a farmer with a bunch of garlic hanging around his neck.

There were three people left, one weighed only about 40 kilograms, and the other's stride showed that he was a full 180 centimeters.

A group of sergeants marched toward the stables of the tavern.

Leisure and ease come from confidence in completing tasks.

The education he received told him that public security issues are never just public security issues.

If we still need to subdivide it, it would be a huge topic that makes people’s brains explode.

Lan tilted his head and reported the situation to Phillip.

They have arrived near the intersection of roads that carry faith.

Lan En didn't nod or speak, but just moved his body up and down with the horse.

With eyes mixed with fear and expectation, he watched this group of soldiers who wanted to bring to justice the sinners who had blasphemed their faith.

All of them are inconsistent with Lan En's guessed results.

Therefore, they were screened and eliminated immediately.

"Your, phew, your horse is a nice one, witcher."

"Here we are."

"You should pay more attention when exploring the road, but it's okay if you miss it. We are not just for nothing under the Jazz."

The footprints point south.

"Okay, guys! Mount up!"

In fact, it is difficult to make a specific distinction between soldiers and bandits in the feudal era. It may even be because they have stronger organizational power and therefore appear to be more harmful than bandits.

This veteran leader was calm and composed.

"He went back and forth several times. At different times, I think he may have known how much trouble he had caused, and maybe there were traps on the way."

On the peaceful land, there was only a pool of black blood spattered ferociously.

The sergeant patted his big belly, and the iron glove made a "DuangDuang" sound against the front armor.

Broken down, the essence should be people's livelihood issues, road traffic issues, governance funding issues, etc.

"Okay ~ applause."

The surrounding residents did not dare to approach, but in the excitement of the crowd, they organized some young men with pitchforks and wooden sticks to act as security patrols.

The young man interrupted Philip's complaint without any trace.

Perhaps the urgent work made him forget the misfortune of his family. At least at this time, Philip's temper was not so bad that he would want to fight when he saw someone.

"You are a capable person, you are welcome."

But fortunately, Lan En's witcher vision was never lost. In the muddy swamp, the murderer's footprints went deeper.

On these topics, he sees things more thoroughly than Philip, who can only rely on experience, but this is still too far for him now.

Philip handed the reins to his men, Lann also dismounted, and York stepped forward and took the reins from him.

Now, he just wants to hunt an "ogre".

After Phillip passed, he complained softly to Lan.

The residents of Middlecorps invariably opened a small crack in the door of their wooden house.

"That's why we should finish this matter quickly, otherwise this group of armed farmers will taste the benefits of blocking the road, and they will probably work part-time as bandits during the slack season. Just watch. The number of bandits in this area in the next few months

It will be a bit higher than other places.”

Only in the south, there is no useful road because it is full of swamps.

Philip and his men gained trust with their Temerian-style armor. He tilted his head, spat, cursed twice, and the armed farmers moved out of the way.

Lan En could understand this expression.

A group of people and horses splashed black mud on the muddy country road and ran into the distance.

The group, all cavalry, arrived at their destination in more than an hour.

Lan En agreed perfunctorily, patting his studded leather gloves in mid-air.

To the east of Durnham, you can enter Lake Fike by water. To the north, there is a road that passes through Midcops. To the west, there is a road that leads directly to the coastal hilly area in the west of Willen.

Lan En was not surprised by this calmness, he was also very relaxed at this time.

There is no suspense at all when a dozen people with swords go to catch a lone murderer.

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