Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

Late at night, on the second floor of the Nameless Tavern.

In an ordinary room, Gordon was sleeping deeply with Yevni in his arms.

In the three or four days since he left the town of Forovdo, Gordon had not slept well.

Before going to bed, I was tempted by Yevni to exercise vigorously again.

At this point, Gordon, who was supposed to be stunned, suddenly opened his eyes at the first sound of horse hooves coming from far outside.

"Are you awake too?"

Yevni's voice came to my ears.

Gordon turned around: "Just woke up?"

"Um."

Yevni nodded and was about to stand up when Gordon held her down: "Let me take a look."

Gordon lifted up the quilt and hurriedly walked to the window with his strong body naked, and stretched out his hand to push open the low-quality and narrow glass window.

The street near the window was dark and quiet, and I couldn't see anything.

But the chaotic sound of horse hoofbeats came in more and more clearly, and Gordon recognized that it was coming from the direction of the village.

Gordon frowned and continued to watch. The night was almost the same to him as the day.

At this moment, on the street at the end of Gordon's sight, a horse suddenly rushed forward, followed by a second horse, and a third horse...

Each one of them on horseback was wearing black armor, carrying a long sword on his back, and a small crossbow hanging from his waist. They looked not much different from ordinary mercenaries, although they were better equipped.

But seeing it in Gordon's eyes made Gordon's expression suddenly change!

At this time, the people rushing towards the far side of the street were not mercenaries, but the hawks and dogs of the Eternal Fire Sect, specially designed to deal with witches and sorceresses: the "Witch Hunters"!

In front of Gordon's body is a witch hunter who was ordered by the Eternal Fire Sect in Ferrod Town. He is too familiar with the witch hunters, a group that does all kinds of bad things.

Such a late night, such a rural village.

It is entirely conceivable that the purpose of these usually arrogant and domineering witch hunters coming here is to come for Yevney and Tesili.

If replaced by the same number of mercenaries, then the dozen or so cavalry would be delivering food to five people.

But if you switch to a witch hunter, it will be very troublesome.

Because the equipment those guys carry are almost all made of anti-magic metal materials, specially used to restrain and deal with sorceresses.

The sorceresses have nothing but powerful magic to deal with these guys, but they are very helpless.

For this reason, many sorceresses in many big cities and towns throughout the south have suffered at the hands of witch hunters.

"Yevni, those guys from Eternal Fire are here, it's time for us to leave here!"

Quickly closing the window, Gordon said and immediately picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and put them on.

"Eternal Fire...Witch Hunter?"

After hearing Gordon's words, Yevni's expression changed and she immediately asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, I've seen those guys in Ferode Town, I can't admit them..."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Before Gordon finished speaking, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Hurry up, Gordon, we have to go!"

Geralt's urgent voice came from outside the room.

The expressions of Gordon and Yevni changed. Gordon quickly put on his clothes and equipped himself with mail weapons.

Yevni was faster. With a wave of her hand, the clothes scattered on the ground immediately flew over to her, and she took the initiative to put them on Yevni.

Soon, the two of them finished dressing and opened the door. They saw Geralt Tesili and Sheena already standing in the corridor, arranging their weapons and equipment, and obviously dressed in a hurry.

"Walk!"

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Geralt immediately spoke out, and the five of them immediately walked downstairs.

The business of the country tavern late at night is naturally far inferior to that of Forovdo's Black Rose Tavern. There were only a few people playing Gwent in the tavern at this time, and it was quite quiet.

The rumble of more than a dozen riders outside the tavern, and the chaotic sounds immediately spread into the tavern and onto the second floor.

The five of them had just reached the entrance of the corridor when suddenly clear and chaotic footsteps and the neighing of horses came from outside.

Everyone's expressions changed. Geralt looked serious and immediately said: "It's blocked outside! Go back and go through the window!"

"Wait, leave from the bar!"

"I saw a door at the back during the day. According to the direction of the building's construction, that door must lead to another street!"

Gordon said in a deep voice.

Geralt turned around to look, and Gordon nodded.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Geralt said and immediately walked quickly downstairs with Gordon.

Although Yevney and Tesili are obviously stronger in strength, at this time they can only let their men make their own decisions.

Outside the pub.

The leading middle-aged man, wearing exquisite black mail armor and with a gloomy face, jumped off his horse, stretched out his hand and nodded several people in succession and said: "You, you, you, you guys, keep watch outside and watch the windows. The rest of you follow me inside."

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"Still the old rules, if the sorceress can catch them alive, catch them alive; if they can't catch them, kill them!"

"Anyone who dares to stand in our way will be killed, including the demon hunters!"

After saying that, the tall, middle-aged man drew the long sword from his back and strode towards the tavern, kicking open the tavern door.

"Bang!"

The loud noise immediately woke up the dozing bartender. Just as he was about to curse, he immediately closed his mouth when he saw the figure kicking the door, and immediately shrank under the bar.

Several guys who were fighting Quint were startled by the loud noise and were about to get angry, but when they saw the heavily armed man, they immediately became mute.

At this moment, Gordon and Geralt and the five others were walking quickly down the stairs.

"Kill them!"

The tall, middle-aged witch hunter at the head roared and rushed towards the five people.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

Gordon and Geralt also shouted loudly, and immediately drew their steel swords behind them and stood in front of the bar.

At this time, Yevney and Tesili, who knew that staying would only make matters worse, followed Xina and forced their way into the bar, running towards the back door.

"Whoosh..."

"Whoosh..."

Two dark arrows suddenly rushed behind the tall witch hunter. One was dodged by Geralt, and the other was split open by Gordon's sword.

Immediately afterwards, Gordon and Geralt met the rushing witch hunter.

"Bang bang bang..."

Sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of gold and iron striking each other immediately resounded in the tavern.

The tall, middle-aged witch hunter in the lead was picked up by Geralt, and Gordon immediately faced the witch hunter who followed him.

The lobby of a country tavern is not big, and the bar counter was blocked by four people fighting fiercely. Not only would it be difficult for the witch hunters following behind, it would also be difficult for the people in front of them to move.

"Idiot, those bitches have already run away from the back door of the pub, why don't you hurry up and chase them!"

The leading witch hunter yelled at Geralt's attack, and the witch hunters behind him turned around and ran away.

Close-range, small-scale battles are not only more conducive to the display of more powerful people, but also discourage witch hunters holding crossbows from acting rashly.

At this time, Gordon's strength had already surpassed that of ordinary people by several times, and his swordsmanship was far beyond that of these ordinary witch hunters.

Not long after the fight, the witch hunter in front of him was beaten by Gordon until he was unable to fight back.

"Click..."

The scraping between steel swords immediately splashed out a large amount of sparks.

Gordon held the sword in both hands and suppressed the tall and strong witch hunter who dared to wrestle with him. His face turned red and his steps were chaotic.

Several witch hunters behind him wanted to come forward to help, but they were blocked by the tall witch hunter and the bar next to them, making them unable to step forward.

"Wow..."

With a sudden force in Gordon's hand, the tall witch hunter instantly became unsteady and fell to the ground.

Gordon took a step forward, turned the blade of his sword and turned it into a stab, and stabbed the witch hunter who fell to the ground fiercely.

Suddenly, Gordon felt a palpitating sense of danger coming from in front of him, and his head subconsciously turned to the right.

"Whoosh..."

A short, thin, sharp black arrow immediately scratched the left side of Gordon's face, leaving a bloodstain.

With no time to rejoice, Gordon raised his head and looked forward, and saw the witch hunter who had just fired the cold arrow quickly retreating, and the two witch hunters beside him immediately rushed towards him.

After such a delay, the tall witch hunter who had fallen to the ground in a panic immediately crawled away.

Gordon didn't want to be entangled by the rushing witch hunters anymore, so he turned around and saw Geralt being surrounded by two witch hunters. Geralt immediately activated his skills.

"Swift!"

Gordon suddenly appeared next to Geralt like an arrow, and slashed at one of the tall witch hunters with his sword.

The two of them were dealing with Geralt, a tall, middle-aged witch hunter who had not yet gained the upper hand. Who would have thought that Gordon would suddenly appear next to them.

Although he tried his best to dodge, he still couldn't. The arm holding the sword was instantly cut off by Gordon and fell to the ground.

Blood immediately gushed out from the broken arm like a fountain, and the incomparable pain immediately caused the tall, middle-aged witch hunter to become unsteady and retreat.

Geralt saw the opportunity and immediately stepped forward to finish off the opponent, but was immediately blocked by another witch hunter.

Gordon, who was freed, quickly caught up and pierced the chest of the tall, middle-aged witch hunter who was unsteady and turned around to run away with his sword.

Suddenly, a scream came, and Gordon turned his head and saw Geralt piercing his opponent's neck with his sword.

Gordon drew out his sword, and the tall, middle-aged witch hunter's body fell to the ground with a crash.

At this moment, the remaining four witch hunters who had already rushed forward looked at Gordon and Geralt and were a little afraid to take action.

The leader is dead, and their first priority is to deal with the sorceress, not the witchers like these monsters!

What's more, the death of the leader proves the strength of the demon hunters. No one will say anything if they escape. They don't want to be buried with the leader!

Seeing the remaining four witch hunters slowly retreating, Gordon and Geralt were not interested in taking action. They were worried about whether Evonne, Sheena and Tesili had escaped.

"Bang bang bang..."

Seeing the four witch hunters turning around and running away, knocking over tables and chairs, Gordon and Geralt immediately prepared to walk towards the back door of the tavern.

Just then.

"Bang..."

A booming explosion came from the direction of the back door, and Gordon and Geralt's expressions immediately changed: "They are entangled."

"Walk!"

The two of them immediately walked quickly to the back door.

The bartender who had just huddled under the bar and dared not make a sound suddenly stood up and shouted weakly to the two of them: "You haven't paid yet..."

Gordon suddenly stopped and glared, and the bartender was so frightened that he immediately ran away.

Geralt grabbed Gordon and threw a gold coin out, and the two quickly ran to the back door.

The bartender clutched the gold coin tightly and looked much more comfortable. The smashed tables and chairs were worthless, but this gold coin could be exchanged for a lot more. He no longer had to be angered by his boss to deduct wages or even fire him.

The two rushed out of the back door, looked around and immediately found signs of a battle at one end of the path.

"It should be over there, hurry!"

Gordon and Geralt ran forward quickly.

Soon, when I arrived at the battle site, I found that except for a lot of burn marks and the corpses of two witch hunters, there was nothing else on the ground.

At this late night, the village became even quieter, and even the barking of dogs could not be heard.

Geralt wanted to pursue him but was stopped by Gordon, who had just touched the body.

"Two people died here, two died in the tavern, and four escaped from the back, so there are already eight."

"The number of witch hunters I saw at the beginning was about fifteen or six. With the strength of Yevni, Tesili and Xina, they should be able to escape even if they are in trouble."

"Let's go ride horses first so we can remind them!"

Gordon said and threw one of the two money bags he had just obtained from the corpse to Geralt.

"Let's go ride a horse first!"

After being reminded by Gordon, Geralt nodded, put the money bag in his arms and immediately turned around and walked towards the tavern.

Not long after, the two of them each rode a horse and led three horses in their hands, and headed towards Kuaikara Village.

The rumble of horse hooves was quickly noticed by the four witch hunters who were still lingering in front of the tavern. They saw the figures of the two demon hunters, but they did not dare to catch up.

Knowing that they would be discovered by the witch hunters, Gordon and Geralt still ran wildly on the empty streets in the middle of the night, heading out of the village.

At the same time.

In a two-story house not far from the nameless tavern.

Xina and Eveni were standing by the window, listening to the sound of horse hooves coming from outside, with different expressions on their faces.

"Could it be Gordon and the teacher?"

Xina suddenly spoke.

"Impossible."

"Don't think too much, we'll leave until dawn."

"If the two of them can escape, they will definitely wait for us outside."

Yevni shook her head and said calmly.

"Xina, don't worry. With the strength of Geralt and Gordon, they will have no problem escaping..."

Tesili, who was sitting on the bed next to her and looked pale, also spoke to comfort her.

She had been shot in the arm by an anti-magic metal arrow from the witch hunters and was almost killed.

Fortunately, with the help of Xina and Eveni, she escaped.

But the witch hunters were despicable, and their arrows were coated with potent poison.

If Tesili hadn't been proficient in healing spells herself, and the powder on Xina's body, she wouldn't have been able to save her arm.

The three of them, Hina Yevnet Sili, were talking.

In the corner of the room, there was a family of four tied together with clothes stuffed in their mouths.