Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

"Long time no see, Geralt."

"I know that if there is a plague around the town of Forovdo, you will definitely be involved..."

In front of the golden hall in the magical fantasy, a middle-aged bald wizard wearing a gorgeous black robe, holding a wooden staff with a white magic stone on the top, looked at Geralt and smiled.

"Was it a long time? Why didn't I feel..." Geralt smiled.

"That's because you are traveling and busy, and time passes very quickly for you."

The bald wizard shook his head and said.

"Then you must be too bored, Frog."

"In addition to saying hello to you this time, I am here to introduce two people to you."

Geralt said, turning to look at the two people behind him: "Sheena, Gordon..."

Gordon strode forward, Geralt introduced: "Gorton, a very outstanding young man."

"This is Wizard Frog..."

When the "Wizard" heard Geralt's introduction, Gordon quickly understood that he and others would definitely deal with each other next. Geralt was introducing channels for him and expanding his contacts.

"Hello, Wizard Frog..." Gordon greeted.

"Hello, Gordon..."

For Frog, the only one Geralt introduced to him was the Witcher, another client. Frog nodded and smiled.

"Xina, my apprentice..."

"Wizard Frog..."

After the introduction, the three of them followed the bald wizard and walked into the golden palace.

Geralt was a step behind and began to explain to Gordon and Sheena: "Near Forovdo, you can find him for any corpses of monsters you kill. There are also some potions and medicines we need. You can also find him.

..."

...

"call..."

The night went deeper, and the cold wind howled in the dirty streets of the slums.

A group of gangsters seemed to be blocking people and robbing people on the street late at night.

Although there are very few people hanging around in the slums at this time, it is safe enough and efficient.

Not far outside is a street that is normally patrolled by town guards. From time to time, they can cross the border and do a few things, but the patrols can't catch them at all.

Three tall figures in black robes turned the last alley and appeared on the street.

As if they sensed the appearance of new prey, the gangsters immediately whistled, kicked down the unlucky guy who had just been robbed, and surrounded him excitedly.

The gangsters were holding either bright daggers or sharp daggers in their hands, and they were very arrogant on the dimly lit streets.

"Some gangsters are actually giving us trouble."

Looking at the gangsters who were getting closer, Gordon licked his lips, with a hint of excitement in his voice.

"In a place like this, you'd meet a bunch of them every night."

Xina spoke in a deep voice, obviously having some understanding of this.

"Don't be careless, these guys are more dangerous than monsters."

Geralt said, raising his hand to signal the two of them to stop.

"Hey, you three, be obedient and hand over all the valuables you have..."

One of the gangsters started shouting before he even got close.

"Hand over your money and then lie down on the ground and learn how to bark, and we will let you go..."

"Hey hey hey hey..."

The faint starlight, the dim street, even in the darkness where you have to work hard to see your face clearly.

The gangsters screamed and approached quickly.

Gordon and Xina already had one hand on the hilt of the sword behind their backs.

Geralt still looked coldly at the approaching gangster.

"No, wait..."

The distance was getting closer and closer, and suddenly a gangster shouted in a low voice.

Soon, a group of about a dozen gangsters surrounded the three Gordons."

"A tall, white-haired guy with two swords on his back..."

"Something's wrong, boss. These three people are mutants..."

Finally, someone among the gangsters saw the identities of the three Gordons and started discussing in a low voice.

"Mutants...are those guys who specialize in dealing with monsters?"

"Yes... that's them. I'm afraid they came here for the monsters that appeared in Basai Village and Rowes Village. Each of them is very powerful and very difficult to mess with..."

"Mutants, so what about mutants? We have so many brothers here, and we still have these guys on our hands, how can we still be afraid of them..."

"Besides, these three look like they know they are richer than the poor guys we robbed before..."

"Idiot, those are mutants. They can deal with monsters, can you?"

"Boss, I know the armor that guy is wearing. You can buy it at Old Neil's blacksmith shop. It's worth three gold coins..."

"And their swords. I heard that mutants use silver swords. Three silver swords are definitely worth a fortune..."

"Boss, let's do it. We have sixteen brothers and crossbows. How can we still be afraid of these three mutants? I heard that these guys didn't dare to say a word even if they had saliva sprayed on their faces. No matter how strong they are,

How strong can one be..."

"This is a real fat sheep, boss..."

The leading gangsters were talking a lot, and other gangsters around them already knew that this time they seemed to have blocked a mutant that was usually hard to see.

But what about the mutants? They have more than a dozen brothers, and they are still afraid of three mutants?

They actually wanted to see how powerful the mutants that other people thought were powerful were.

"Geralt, Sheena, they seem to treat us as fat sheep. What do you think?"

Gordon looked at the stupid gangsters in front of him, slowly drew out his steel sword, and said with a grin.

"A group of scum of society, a rabble, it would not be a pity at all for these guys to die!"

Xina held in her hand a small steel sword that was one size smaller than Gordon and resembled a bayonet and said coldly.

"Wow..."

The sound of metal friction sounded.

Geralt slowly pulled out the steel sword, looked at the gangsters who started to surround them, and said in a deep voice: "You don't have to show mercy, we will just fight our way out."

"This is their base camp. There are more people than we thought. If we get entangled, we will be in trouble."

"knew..."

"yes..."

Gordon and Hina had just finished speaking.

At this moment, a slight sound came from the opposite side.

Geralt's expression changed and he suddenly turned his head away.

"Whoosh..."

A crossbow arrow shot past Geralt's ear.

"They have crossbowmen, be careful!"

Geralt roared and immediately pounced on the gangster beside him like a tiger.

Gordon had already rushed out when he heard Geralt's reminder.

Gordon crossed the distance of several meters in two steps, and stabbed the young gangster in front of him with a face of disbelief in the abdomen with a sword, and the steel sword came out through his back.

"ah..."

The gangster looked pained and clutched the sharp steel sword in his belly with both hands, unable to scream even if he wanted to.

The gushing blood immediately spurted out of his mouth, the young gangster's eyes quickly lost their luster, and his life passed quickly.

"Bang..."

Gordon kicked off the gangster's body and pulled out the steel sword, but he felt inexplicably calm in his heart.

"It turns out there's nothing special about killing people!"

"Does the person I kill deserve to die, or am I a cold-blooded person?"

After killing someone for the first time, Gordon suddenly had this thought in his mind.

But before Gordon could think more, the exclamation from the side immediately woke Gordon up.

He held a long sword and rushed towards the attacking gangsters again.

A bloody killing broke out in the slums late at night.