Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

In a noisy unknown tavern.

"Here, cheers..."

Five people sat around a slightly larger wine table, and five tall wooden cups filled with beer banged together, causing the beer to overflow.

Immediately, there was a gurgling sound.

"Huh... cool!"

Gordon finished the beer in the cup in one sip, feeling the aroma of malt wine and the slightly sour taste of the cold beer that went straight into his dry heart and spleen, and he felt very addicted.

Geralt finished drinking almost at the same time as Gordon. He reached out to wipe the stains from his mouth, but felt that it was not enough.

The two of them immediately reached out to greet the tavern maid.

Hearing the greeting from Gordon's table, a young, fat and freckled maid looked timid and did not dare to step forward.

It wasn't until Gordon began to look unhappy that the maid, who was quite young but quite pretty, and had served several people drinks before, twisted her waist and walked forward.

The middle-aged maid stood beside Gordon and smiled, seemingly showing off her beauty and teasing him.

Yevni, who was sitting nearby and drinking, immediately put down her wine glass and glanced coldly at the middle-aged maid. The middle-aged maid trembled all over and immediately stood upright and behaved herself.

After Gordon made his request, the middle-aged maid left as if running away.

Geralt, Tesili, and Sheena all looked at Gordon and smiled. Gordon could only spread his hands to express his helplessness. It was the maid who made the move, and it had nothing to do with him.

There were five people at a table in Gordon drinking wine and chatting.

Many other drinkers in the tavern were secretly peeking at the Gordon Five.

To say that witchers are not uncommon for them who often hang out in taverns, but since the last incident where a witcher beat up a group of bad-mouthed guys in the tavern not long ago.

Seeing the witchers again, there were still several witchers, and some people were inevitably a little uneasy.

If there are a few demon hunters and two extremely beautiful figures, she will be a beauty queen that is hard to see in the nearest town.

This attracted the group of drunkards in the tavern even more.

It's just that demon hunters are not easy to deal with. It doesn't matter if they meet someone with a good temper or a senior demon hunter and let ordinary people scold them.

But if you encounter some demon hunters with hot heads, weird personalities or bad tempers, if anyone dares to scold them, they will beat you until you can't take care of yourself in minutes.

The incident of the demon hunter beating someone up not long ago was happening here.

Although the young and hot-tempered demon hunter was driven out of the village, he also lost some money.

However, the demon hunter was a poor man that year, and the compensation was not enough for medical expenses.

What's more, it hurts to be beaten in such a cold weather!

I was scared of being beaten by the young and reckless witcher last time. There were several witchers this time, and no one dared to talk nonsense.

If an ordinary person takes a woman of this level of beauty into a country tavern, there is almost a 100% chance that he will be accosted and harassed.

But with the witcher, how dare they.

But even though I don’t dare to talk nonsense, it’s still okay if I’m addicted to it.

Therefore, at this time, most of the drinkers in the entire tavern were peeking at Gordon's table.

Of course, it was just the idea of ​​most of the unsophisticated farmers in the tavern to regard the two stunningly beautiful women following those demon hunters as ordinary women.

A very few knowledgeable people have already suspected that the stunningly beautiful woman accompanied by several demon hunters is a witch, a witch that can only be seen in big cities and some towns.

Witches, as soon as you hear their name, you will know that they are a mysterious existence that combines terror, power and unity.

In the vast majority of human and non-human cognition in this world, it has always been an existence that is respected.

If you tell everyone in the tavern hall that the two beautiful and outrageous women are wizards, they will not dare to look at them like this, they will just avoid them.

But not everyone thinks so.

Just like the middle-aged man who hurried out as soon as the group sat down in Gordon.

...

"Why do I think so many people here seem to be afraid of us?"

Gordon and Geralt clinked glasses and spoke with some confusion.

"Hehe... Speaking of which, Gordon, how did you feel when you first encountered those guys scolding you?"

Geralt laughed strangely and asked instead without answering.

"Of course I want to beat those guys!"

"On the way to Forovdo, when we were at that...Hokadel, if you hadn't pulled me, I would have taken action, what a bunch of idiots!"

Gordon cut a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it while muttering.

"That's it!"

"If I hadn't pulled you into action, there would be no other demon hunters."

"There are many loners in the witcher profession, and there are always some who can't help but take action, and there are quite a few of them."

"This is also one of the reasons why ordinary people hate and reject demon hunters."

"Looking at how scared many people in this tavern look at us, it goes without saying that someone must have been beaten by other demon hunters, and the beating was not light..."

"Hehehehehe..."

Geralt said with a somewhat gloating smile.

"Been beaten?"

"No wonder, hehe... that was a really good beating."

Hearing what Geralt said, Gordon immediately reacted and immediately laughed with the same gloating.

Gordon and Geralt did not hide their words when talking, and their voices were naturally heard by some people around them.

It's just that they have already seen the tragic scene where the last demon hunter beat everyone, and the people around them can only be angry but dare not say anything about the two demon hunters.

The sky gradually darkened.

The five of them finished their drinks without talking much, and walked towards the second floor of the tavern.

It's not very comfortable to spend the night in the cold and snowy wilderness these days. Now that I have the chance, I naturally want to have a good sleep.

Because of the identity of the five of them, the road to the north that Geralt and Evonne chose to go to was not an ordinary road.

It is easy to encounter some monsters on the road.

Although it would be more comfortable to buy a carriage and drive on the road, the speed would be too slow and you would not be able to react in time if something happens.

What's more, because of Yevni and Tesili's status as sorceresses, the route everyone takes will stop at towns and villages where believers of the Eternal Fire are rampant several times.

In case of an unexpected situation, the carriage would have to be abandoned, so it was unrealistic for Gordon and the others to use the carriage to travel.

The second floor of the pub.

The five people were chatting and laughing and were about to open the door when Geralt suddenly said: "By the way, the nearest town to the "Kara Village" we are in now is "Landos Town"."

"I visited Landos Town many years ago. At that time, there was already a church of the Eternal Fire Sect in the town."

"So, don't sleep too deeply at night...Good night, everyone!"

After Geralt said that, he hugged Tesili and got into the room.

Gordon glanced at Xina and then opened the door and entered the room with Yevni.

Xina stood outside the door, curled her lips, and slammed the door.

"Huh...I'm so tired. I want to have a good sleep today!"

After closing the door, Gordon breathed a long sigh of relief and strode towards the bed.

The corner of Yevni's mouth raised, she reached out and started to take off her clothes, and walked to the big bed. Her whole body was already white and smooth, with no trace of hair on her body.

Not long after, the rhythmic creaking sound of the rocking bed sounded in the room.

Time passed slowly.

Late at night and early in the morning.

Except for the nameless tavern, the entire village in Kara Village has fallen into a deep sleep.

At this moment, a burst of rapid horse hooves suddenly broke the tranquility of the night.

The rumble of horse hooves rushed from far to near, quickly rushing into the small village of Kara, heading straight for the only tavern in the village that still had the light on.

Soon, a dozen heavily armed cold figures stopped not far from the tavern.

The tall figure at the head looked at the tavern in front of him and waved his hand: "Surround it up, and not a single fly will be allowed to escape without my order!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen riders behind him immediately jumped off their horses and rushed towards the tavern.