Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 30 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.

"Demon hunter?" 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."

"uh-huh?"

Philip signaled that he was listening.

"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 Crow’s Nest is at least two and a half days away.”

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

"After the news of the murder was passed and you were sent to deal with it, it would have been five days since the incident occurred, right? And the two of us"

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

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

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

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."

"I also helped in that battle."

Lan En didn't want to hide anything.

Phillip nodded upon hearing this.

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

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

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

Lan En walked beside him and asked without hesitation.

"Where is Durnham?"

Lan En has a clear understanding of Willen. He knows that dying here is nothing, but that the most important thing is Durnham.

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

It is enough to show the importance of this place.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

He simply spreads his teachings of love and peace.

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

Because every woman who believes in Him has many identities.

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 was different from the time when Veserad clung to the law and sold favors to the king's cousin during the Oriden Carriage Competition.

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

"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."

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

"The victim's body was partially eaten."

Being eaten?

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

"Is there a wild beast or monster that went to destroy the scene? Damn it! In the past, everyone was worshiping and praying there, and no monster dared to approach Dunhan!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lan En interrupted the conversation at this time.

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

Phillip smiled and simply nodded.

"It's for you, Witcher. 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."

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

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

Lan En saw the Halberdiers 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.

The cups used in pubs for this kind of highly alcoholic beverage are different from those used for beer. It is a small wine glass that can be held whole by wrapping it around the tiger's mouth.

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

"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."

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

Only now did Lan En turn his head and smile and nod to the halberdiers he had fought with.

"I was thinking of meeting you at Crow's Nest sometime, but I didn't expect to see you again now."

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

"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."

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

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

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

"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."

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

"Literally."

"Wow."

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

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

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