Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

Most of the people present in the hall made their bets in units of silver coins. Now two people with such huge deposits suddenly appeared, and they were still betting on the side that everyone thought was a sure loser.

As soon as Geralt and Sheena took action, everyone present immediately cheered and exclaimed.

"Ah, mutants, these two are mutants..."

"The mutants are actually on the opposite side, so what to do..."

"They must know the inside story that we don't know. Should we change..."

"I remember there were three of them, and there was also a mutant. Could it be that he was dueling with the Gray Wolf mercenary team?"

"I'm afraid it's true, otherwise they would dare to press so hard?"

"Mutants are really rich. I think there are at least ten gold coins in that purse..."

"It couldn't be that the Gray Wolf mercenary team and the mutants teamed up to deceive us..."

"It shouldn't be possible. I just saw the Gray Wolf mercenary team coming up to look for trouble..."

"Should we press again..."

At this time, someone quickly recognized the identities of Geralt and Sheena, and the cheers became even louder.

“The deposit has already been registered, only deposits are allowed and no refunds are allowed!”

The tavern owner knew Geralt and was even more delighted when he saw this. He immediately protected the register in front of him and shouted loudly.

"Captain, they said that guy is probably a demon hunter, what should I do?"

On the side, the four members of the Gray Wolf mercenary team were discussing. The two sides of the duel could not place bets in person. All the money prepared by the other three mercenaries had been given to the other mercenary who did not participate in the war and was placed on their own side.

Seeing that something was wrong with the situation, one of the mercenaries immediately became anxious.

"Why are you panicking? I haven't confirmed whether that kid is one of those demon hunter bastards. What are you afraid of..."

"Even if it is, don't be afraid. There are three of us. I still don't believe that the demon hunters are really that powerful..."

"Of course you're not in a hurry. How much money did you put in? I put in all the commission for one month..."

"I asked you how you talk..."

Before the duel even started, there seemed to be signs of internal strife within the Gray Wolf mercenary team, and the two team members started to quarrel.

"Shut up, everyone!"

The middle-aged thin-faced mercenary finally couldn't stand listening anymore and shouted.

"What are you afraid of? Even if the other party is a demon hunter, what are the three of us afraid of? I still don't believe he dares to drink potions here. We will tell everyone in a while that neither party is allowed to use magic potions or anything like that."

"What's more, you're still not sure whether that kid is the right one, so you just started arguing. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

The middle-aged mercenary scolded in a deep voice.

At this time, he was already sure in his heart that the identity of the boy was extraordinary, otherwise the other party would never dare to be so loud.

But even for a witcher, there is no need to be afraid of such a young witcher.

Even before the other side of the tavern duel appeared, the atmosphere in the Black Rose Tavern was already boiling and almost reaching the point of ridicule.

At this moment, Gordon, as the protagonist, finally appeared.

With long black hair, blue eyes, and a tall figure, he was dressed in mail and leather armor, with two large swords on his back. As soon as the fully armed Gordon appeared, he immediately made the center of the hall more lively.

"Come on, come on, is that the guy?"

"It should be. Look at the eyes of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Team..."

"It's really a mutant. The tavern showdown between the mutants and the Gray Wolf mercenary team. Oh my god, I never thought before. I made a lot of money today. I can brag about it for the rest of my life..."

"One mutant versus three Gray Wolf mercenaries? Haha, it's the right time to come to the Black Rose Tavern today..."

"No, get out of the way, I want to raise the bet, I want to suppress the mutants..."

"Although those guys are annoying, they are absolutely not powerful. I can't beat the mutants..."

As soon as Gordon appeared, the atmosphere in the tavern had already reached its first level of ridicule.

"The Demon Hunter Gordon versus the Gray Wolf Mercenary Team is a unique tavern showdown. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. If you want to raise your bets, hurry up!"

Here, after the middle-aged tavern owner made some insinuations to Geralt, he immediately confirmed the fact that Gordon was participating in the war, and finally shouted out.

"Captain, what should I do? That guy is really a demon hunter!"

"Captain, it seems that boy has been playing tricks on us from beginning to end..."

"team leader..."

Seeing the heavily armed Gordon walking towards the empty table in the center to confirm his signature, someone in the Gray Wolf mercenary team immediately became anxious.

The shadow of the famous tree of man!

The reason why demon hunters are hated by ordinary people is because there are some people who specifically add fuel to the flames.

The most important reason is that demon hunters are far more powerful than normal people.

You can hate the witcher, but you can't deny the power of the witcher.

Almost everyone who knows about the existence of witchers has heard this sentence.

This has been proven by demon hunters one after another with their blood and lives. The weak have all died in the hands of monsters, and there is no doubt about their strength.

"Don't be afraid. He is so young. You can tell at a glance that he is a rookie demon hunter. What's more, he is just a newbie."

"Use our usual methods to deal with him. This tavern hall is only so big. I don't believe he can fly into the sky!"

The middle-aged mercenary captain spoke in a deep voice, which immediately calmed the hearts of the team members.

Demon hunters are very powerful, but no matter how powerful a young rookie demon hunter is, how powerful can he be?

Both sides of the duel are on the field, and the next process is very simple.

Each has signed a traditional agreement of bearing responsibility for casualties.

The middle-aged tavern owner then briefly explained the rules of the tavern duel and explained the requirements of both parties.

The request made by the Gray Wolf Mercenary Team is that Gordon is not allowed to use potions and other common auxiliary means used by demon hunters to deal with monsters.

Gordon's request was to write down the bet between the two parties on a piece of paper: "The winning party can get all the property of the losing party" and each signed it for everyone to witness.

After the two parties were ready, Gordon used the excuse of talking to stuff a money bag into Geralt, asking him to help him win.

Many people present saw this action, but it didn't matter at all because it was not illegal.

But when Geralt took Gordon's money to place a bet, he could only place a bet of up to five gold coins because the tavern owner thought the amount was too high.

Geralt could only hold down the full five gold coins, and then wait quietly for the showdown between Gordon and his opponent to begin.

Soon, the table in the center of the hall was moved away, and everyone present hid at the bar, at the door of the tavern, and behind the shelter.

This kind of duel is very likely to result in casualties, and there is no excuse for accidental injuries. People who often hang out in taverns know this very well.

Finally, there were only four people left in the center of the Black Rose Tavern hall.

Gordon and the Gray Wolf mercenary team began to confront each other, and the battle was about to break out.

"Boy, the demon hunter disguises himself as an ordinary person, you are hiding quite well!"

The middle-aged mercenary with a thin face spoke cruelly before the battle.

"It's just that you are blind."

Gordon chuckled, his expression deserving of beating as much as he wanted.

"I hope you can still be so tough-talking later."

"Hurry up and start. Are you begging me for mercy?"

Gordon continued to taunt, after traveling through time for so long, he finally improved his strength. Before, he could only deal with monsters.

Now that he has finally encountered something like this, Gordon must get over his addiction to pretending to be sexy.

"Boy, I will definitely make you regret coming into this world!"

Standing next to the middle-aged mercenary, the tallest, strongest and even a little fat young mercenary holding a hatchet said fiercely.

"Fat man, I'll wait and see..."

Gordon continued to provoke, and he felt like he had transformed into a villain.

"Damn it, he dared to call me fat. I'm going to kill this kid!"

The tall young mercenary seemed to have a very irritable personality and was about to charge forward while yelling.

"Ron, don't accept his provocation. That kid did it on purpose... Rogge, we attack as planned!"

The middle-aged mercenary grabbed the tall young mercenary, looked at the stocky mercenary aside and said.

"knew..."

The young mercenary was certainly not stupid. After finishing his talk, he took a deep breath and nodded.

The stocky mercenary was always the least talkative, so he drew his sword without saying a word.

Soon, three people, one holding a short sword, one holding a long sword, and one holding a hatchet, formed a Z-shaped formation and surrounded Gordon.

Looking at the opponent's formation, Gordon drew out his steel sword.

With the big sword in his hand, Gordon's expression immediately became serious.

Seeing that the duel between the two sides has begun, the people watching in the hall looked extremely excited.

However, we all know not to make loud noises for fear of affecting both parties.

The three members of the Gray Wolf mercenary team did not advance rashly. The three of them kept a suitable distance from each other and slowly approached Gordon at a consistent pace.

If Gordon attacks anyone in a surprise attack, he will be attacked by the other two mercenaries in the shortest possible time.

These three people obviously have something special, and they often work together with each other.

Gordon could see it, and naturally some people in the surrounding crowd could also see it.

Soon there were people buzzing and talking in low voices.

"The Gray Wolf Mercenary Team seems to be pretty good, but I haven't heard much about it..."

"It's just a small mercenary team. There are too many such mercenary teams in Forovdo Town. It's not surprising that I haven't heard of it..."

"This mutant is in trouble..."

"Just watch it with confidence. Since mutants can deal with those terrifying monsters, it will be no problem to deal with three low-level mercenaries..."

"Of course you said that, you can beat the mutants and win..."

There was a lot of chatter around, but neither side of the battle seemed to be aware of it.

Looking at the three mercenaries approaching, Gordon took a deep breath, held the sword tightly in his hand, and quickly glanced at the faces of the three people, secretly counting down the distance between them and himself.

"It's close..."

"Closer..."

That's it now!

"Swift!"

Gordon secretly shouted, and his whole body immediately rushed like the wind toward the tall young mercenary on the far left who was holding a hatchet.

A violent whistling sound started!

Gordon's figure was so fast that he almost left an afterimage behind him!

In the eyes of the young and tall mercenary, he just blinked and saw the demon hunter boy opposite him who looked younger than himself suddenly appeared in front of him.

A green sword edge grew larger and larger in his sight, and he could almost feel death coming. Great terror enveloped his whole body, and the hair on his body immediately stood up like exploding hairs!

"No..."

At this moment, the desperate young tall mercenary screamed in horror. He had no time to react and could only subconsciously raise the hatchet in front of him.

"Bang!"

Sparks fly!

The crisp and almost harsh sound of the collision of gold and iron exploded in the hall.

Gordon jumped up high and slashed the ax handle in front of him with his sword!

The tall young mercenary was immediately struck by the immense force from the hatchet, and he was knocked down with the ax on the spot.

"Bang..."

The tall young mercenary fell heavily to the ground with a huge body, making a loud noise.

"Ron..."

The middle-aged mercenary captain and the stocky mercenary had just come to their senses and quickly exclaimed.

The distance between the three mercenaries was not far. As soon as Gordon chopped the fat and foul-mouthed mercenary to the ground, he had no time to react. Two mercenaries on the side immediately rushed up.

Facing the menacing attack of the two mercenaries, Gordon grinned, not surprised but happy.

"trample!"

With a low voice, Gordon raised his foot and stomped towards the ground.

"Rumble..."

With Gordon's body as the center, the surrounding area within a few meters immediately shook violently as if an earthquake had occurred.

Faced with such an accident, the two mercenaries had no time to react and immediately swayed left and right and became unsteady.

Gordon immediately stepped forward and slashed horizontally at the middle-aged mercenary closest to him. However, when he was about to chop off the opponent's head, he turned his sword and changed the slash to a slap!

A sword hit the middle-aged mercenary on the head!

"Bang..."

There was a short muffled sound, and the middle-aged mercenary was knocked to the ground unconscious without any resistance.

On the other side, as soon as the stocky mercenary tried to regain his balance, Gordon suddenly rushed over and kicked the opponent on the lower back, knocking him to his knees immediately.

Gordon rushed forward, and when the stocky mercenary struggled painfully to get up, the extremely sharp blade of the steel sword was immediately placed across the opponent's neck.

Feeling the faint stinging sensation from the sharp sword's edge, the stocky mercenary was too frightened to make any move.

Gordon looked at the stocky mercenary with a blank expression and started to count: "Three...two..."

"Don't kill me!"

"Admit defeat, I admit defeat, I admit defeat..."

Looking at Gordon's cold and cruel face, feeling the extreme danger coming from Gordon, the stocky man immediately shouted out without hesitation.

The next second.

"Bang..."

The cold steel sword was slapped on the face, and the stocky mercenary fell down again.

Gordon then turned around, and the tall young mercenary just stood up and looked at Gordon approaching with a sword.

"Bang..."

The hatchet was immediately thrown to the ground. The young and tall mercenary half-raised his hands and decisively gave in:

"I also admit defeat..."

As soon as the young tall mercenary said these words.

The people watching around the hall immediately started making a lively noise.

The Gray Wolf mercenary team was three against one. In less than ten minutes, one of them fainted, and the other two were frightened and voluntarily admitted defeat.

The strength of the demon hunter is indeed great.

The young demon hunter in front of him is even more terrifying!