Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

"call..."

"call..."

The three of them gasped for breath, watching the five huge fog demon figures gradually disappearing in the mist not far away, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Why don't those fog monsters chase after them?"

Gordon gasped and turned to Geralt.

If Geralt hadn't taken the lead to stop, Gordon wouldn't have dared to stay here.

"The fog demon doesn't like sunlight, doesn't like the sun..."

"These beasts only like moist, cold environments, and they like to come out most in foggy weather."

"They sometimes appear in swamps, but very few people have seen them."

"No one knows exactly where these beasts live, no one knows..."

Geralt's breathing quickly became calmer, his eyes calmly looked at the two fog monsters lingering in the fog that were reluctant to leave, and he said calmly.

Listening to Geralt's words, Gordon also realized that the fog demon's body surface was hairless and had a corpse-like pale white and smooth skin. It would probably dry out quickly in the sun. Only those who like the sun are ghosts.

"Those two mist monsters should be the ones that were injured by us. They are actually still unwilling to leave."

Xina pointed at the two mist monsters that were still lingering in the thin mist, staring at the three people in the sun and suddenly said.

"It's not a should, it's a yes!"

"These beasts are not stupid. It's normal to hold grudges."

"Let's go, they don't dare to chase us out."

Geralt said as he pulled the reins, turned the horse's head and walked forward.

"It's time for us to go, Xina."

Gordon, who was sitting in the back, spoke.

Xina nodded and looked away, clamped her legs on the horse's back, and the horse under her immediately ran forward quickly.

It was already morning looking at the sky.

In autumn the sun is bright but not scorching.

Three people and two horses ran wildly along the wilderness trail. Not long after, they saw a clear stream flowing across the wilderness.

The three of them quickly got off the horse, and Xina was responsible for leading the horse to drink water and feed it.

Gordon and Geralt picked up the dry food and started eating.

When they are almost full, replace Xina.

After Xina finished eating, the two frightened horses returned to normal after being given water, food, and a brief rest.

Not long after, the three of them were on the road again.

The rest of the trip was much smoother, until dark.

Before it got completely dark, under the leadership of Geralt, the three of them walked into a village called Hokkader.

Geralt obviously has experience of visiting this small village.

Walking into the village, he took Gordon and Hina directly towards the depths of the village.

Soon, the three of them appeared in front of a tavern with rough and simple decoration, no door number, and no name. Standing outside the tavern, you could hear noise coming from far away.

Tie the horse in the fence outside the tavern.

Geralt Gordon and the other two opened the door of the tavern.

"I won, I won again, Larry, you can never think of being my opponent in Gwent..."

"Water ghost, have you ever seen a water ghost? I, Lunde, have seen it. Not only have I seen it, I almost killed a water ghost. This...it's not because I drank too much..."

"Just Gwent, a handful of five silver coins, do you dare to play with me..."

"The woman in the Black Rose Tavern in Forovdo Town is so beautiful and powerful. I think I will never forget it in my life..."

"..."

Chaos, excitement, and extremely noisy sounds flooded into the ears, and the smell of low-quality perfume and the strong smell of alcohol rushed towards him.

Several plump tavern maids in cool and revealing clothes walked through the crowded high-bar tables. They were constantly being eaten by various people, but they didn't mind. Instead, they kept twerking and shaking their breasts to attract the attention of all the drinkers.

It was obviously not the first time for Geralt and Sheena to see such a hot country tavern scene, and their expressions were calm and collected.

Gordon had already seen this kind of scene in the tavern in the small village of Lava before, so he was used to it.

On the contrary, he looked at the maid in this tavern with great interest.

"The quality of the maid in the tavern represents the quality of the tavern."

Although this sentence is not entirely correct, in a world where entertainment is very scarce, pubs are the most important entertainment venues in the world.

It is absolutely true that the quality of the maid represents the quality of the tavern.

But it is obvious that this country tavern is full of roughness and inferiority from the inside out, and the quality of the maids is completely unbearable.

Thick legs, fat body, low-quality and cheap perfume...

The maids in this tavern have no quality at all, much worse than the previous Hof Tavern in the small village of Lava.

But even so, there are still a large number of drunkards riding the maids passing by, reaching out to take advantage of them, and they never tire of it.

"Mutants..."

"It's a mutant..."

"Oh my god, I saw mutants..."

The Gordon, Geralt, and Sheena trio walked into the tavern and quickly attracted the attention of others.

After several exclamations, the eyes of the entire tavern soon gathered.

"Mutants..."

"I heard they can deal with those terrifying monsters..."

"Who knows if it's true or not, but these mutants are really strong..."

"He's also very handsome and charming..."

"Jenny, you have fallen in love with them again. I heard that mutants have even mutated that thing. Are you not afraid that mutants will kill you in bed..."

"Humph, it's better to be killed by them in bed than you soft-legged shrimps..."

"Jenny, who do you like? You can invite him to the toilet for a drink later, hahaha..."

"..."

The entire tavern's eyes quickly focused on Gordon and Geralt, and there was a lot of discussion.

This time, Gordon finally enjoyed the feeling of rejection and curse that many people have criticized.

Just then.

A drunk man carrying a wine bottle staggered up to the three of them and blocked the way.

"You...you mutated bastards, go back to wherever you came from. You are not welcome in Hokadel Village..."

The drunkard rolled his tongue and pointed at the three people and cursed.

Geralt's face was expressionless, obviously he was immune to this situation.

But when Gordon appeared in public as a demon hunter for the first time, his face turned dark after hearing this, and he felt the anger in his heart rising straight to his forehead.

He is not Geralt. Geralt can abide by the rules of the witcher. He is not a real witcher, and he can't stand it.

Just when Gordon wanted to step forward, grab the drunkard's neck and throw him out.

Geralt on the side stretched out his hand to block Gordon: "Don't cause trouble."

At this time, other guests in the tavern saw that the three of them did not dare to take action in the face of the drunken man's abuse, so they immediately followed suit.

"Mutants, get out of Hockadel..."

"Get out of Hockadel Village, you filthy mutants..."

"Mutants, you are the source of evil. You will bring monsters and disasters wherever you go. Get out of Hokadel Village. You are not welcome here..."

"Mutant, get out..."

Just when Gordon's brows were twitching and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Shut up, everyone!"

An angry roar came from the depths of the tavern.