Under the leadership of the guards, Art quickly arrived at the gate of the mansion. Since there was nothing else to do, Art couldn't stay in the mansion. Anyway, he could use the excuse of meeting the repairman Rafina to enter later.
There is no need to miss the mansion too much.
After arriving at the gate, Art met a familiar person here.
"Hey! Art! Where did you just go?!" Ravens, who had been missing for a long time, came up angrily and shouted: "Seriously, you are here, kid, and you disappeared as soon as you were walking!"
"It's okay, it's okay, the matter has been solved." Art shrugged nonchalantly. He had indeed speeded up his pace before to rush for time. He relied on his small body to shuttle among the crowd, and Ravens couldn't find him.
normal.
"Solved?" Ravens was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this little guy would solve the problem in the half hour since he was lost.
I always feel that things should be the other way around. Shouldn't he be the one who gets lost and then, as an adult, I should solve the problem?
"Forget it, it's okay. Did the baron pay the money?" Ravens' easy-going personality made him no longer care about these things, and instead pointed to the key point.
"Of course." Art smiled and threw the two gold coins in his hand to Ravens.
"This is your share."
Ravens easily caught the two gold coins thrown by Art, rubbed them carefully with his fingers, and then put them into his pocket. However, he also took out a small handful of coins at the same time.
"These were given to me by the doll, and I'll give you half of them too."
The copper and silver in this handful of coins are mixed with each other, and you can even vaguely see bits of gold!
"That doll is quite rich. There are almost three gold coins in it." Although Ravens could easily grab the handful of coins, Art couldn't. He could only quickly take out his wallet and put it in.
This money is in your pocket.
The shriveled little bag suddenly swelled up, and Art's mood also improved.
At this moment, Art discovered that Ravens' hand was slowly floating towards the top of his head, as if he was going to do something bad.
"What are you going to do!?" Art turned sideways to avoid the head-touching attack and looked at Ravens with contempt.
"Well, I thought you liked this very much. When we were in the reception room..." Ravens also looked a little embarrassed when Art avoided him.
"Ha, can you compare with them?" Art mocked Ravens coldly, and then walked leisurely towards the town.
"You kid..." Ravens cursed in his heart, but still followed.
By the time the two of them were about to return to the town, it was already getting dusk.
"Huhoohoo, this damn place is so cold every evening." Lvus kept rubbing his elbows with both hands, and his body began to tremble slightly.
"Since it's cold, just wear more clothes." Because of the thick coat on his body, Art didn't feel much cold at this time. He just glanced at Ravens and said: "I see you too
You are quite rich, why don’t you buy yourself a set of warm clothes?”
"Huh, what do you know?" Even if he doesn't freeze into a grandson, Ravens still has to pretend to be an uncle: "If you wear more clothes, it will affect your actions! For a hunter who is always on the tip of a knife,
For a demon hunter, affecting actions can be fatal!"
"Really? I can't see that you are 'walking on the edge of a knife' all the time -" Art had just finished speaking when a strong shock came from his chest, and his whole body flew upside down like a cannonball.
He went out and rolled on the ground a few times before stopping.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!
At this time, Art was completely in pain and confusion. Heart-wrenching pain came from his forehead, and his vision was blurred.
In the end what happened!
Art gritted his teeth, held back the pain and opened his eyes.
In front of me, there is a clump of weeds that have been flattened. Through the gap between them, you can vaguely see several figures swimming in the distance. In your ears, there is noisy tinnitus and subtle collisions between metals.
The harsh sound produced.
"Damn guys! What are you going to do!" Art, who was still awake, heard Ravens roar, and then there was an even more intense metal collision.
When his body finally got used to the pain, Art was finally able to see clearly what was happening in front of him.
The location we were in at this time was still some distance away from the town, and it was a place where it was almost impossible to meet anyone.
Now, Ravens was surrounded by four or five people with various weapons, fighting desperately with his sword. Maybe he was good at dealing with monsters, but when dealing with humans, Lavins
Vince looked a little embarrassed.
We must find a way to help him! But his body is completely unable to move...
But with a loud noise and several screams, the ground shook violently.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the tip of the knife cutting through clothing and flesh, the sound of breaking bones, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the sound of an unknown man taking part in pain... Finally, there was a familiar gasping sound slowly approaching him.
"Haha, Art, I didn't expect you to be still awake." Ravens panted and came to Art, but Art could only make a whimpering sound at this time.
"Damn it, did you use too much force just now... Come on, it might be more comfortable if you turn over." With that said, Ravens turned over Art, who was lying on the ground.
Suddenly, Art felt that all his internal organs had changed positions, but surprisingly his breathing became much easier.
"Thank you..." Art breathed out and stared blankly at the sky, waiting for his body to gradually regain consciousness.
"What just happened?" After recovering a little, Art looked at Ravens and asked.
"A group of guys who are not even bandits, talking about being lackeys of the nobles, came to me one by one to die." Ravens said it very lightly, but judging from the fact that he is still breathing heavily, it should be
It's not that simple.
As time passed by, it could be felt that Ravens seemed to leave for a short while. Soon after that, Art felt that he could get up.
"Oh my God..." As soon as he got up, Art saw a hellish scene.
Several mutilated corpses were lying on the ground not far away. The heads were separated from the bodies, and the blood and brain matter mixed together to pollute the ground. Many corpses were directly broken at the waist, and their intestines and some dark internal organs were scattered.
All over the place.
But inexplicably, Art didn't feel disgusted or scared by these things, he was just frightened when he saw them for the first time.
"Uh, I thought you were going to scream." Ravens, who was sitting next to him, looked at Art in surprise.
"I'm not afraid of these." Art patted the dust on his face. Fortunately, there were only a few bloodless scratches on his forehead this time, otherwise it would be troublesome to deal with the appearance.
"Speaking of which, Ravens, you are quite clean." Art noticed that Ravens was not stained with blood at all, and he did not look like a person who had just experienced a massacre.
"Use a little magic that is unique to witchers, and all these blood stains will be burned away." Ravens joked and got up.
"Let's go, but by the way, Art, is there anyone else in your family? Do you mind a few harmless and homeless witchers tonight?"