Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"What's your question? You killed him, that's all. I hope you burn in hell for ten thousand years after your death! You mutated freak who doesn't understand art, you know you killed a man with your own hands

Are you an artist who can go down in history, you bastard!" Hawthorne yelled at him, not caring about his current situation.

He suppressed the emotions in his heart and said calmly: "Let's not mention whether I will go to hell. If I am there, then you will definitely be there too, and you will be there much earlier than me. Hawthorne."

"Now, let's talk about Cronin Gregory."

"No way, let me tell you, you white-haired bastard with cat eyes, did your mother and a cat make you, ah? You..."

Geralt was not in the mood to listen to him scolding any more. The mark of Yaksi disappeared in a flash, and Alphonse's face became dull. Geralt asked: "Is it Cronin G that you sent someone to kill?"

Legori?"

"not me."

"Do you know who it is?"

"City Councilor Carlyle Vinson."

"Why?"

There was only numbness in Hawthorne's eyes. He was like a question and answer machine, only answering the witcher's questions: "Cronin is playing with fire. He wants to get the Novigrad MPs to step down. He feels like this

It can make the poor people better... For the sake of his family, most congressmen said nothing, because he could not succeed. But his unabashed approach still annoyed Carlyle Vinson, who

I fended off the threat several times... I didn't want Cronin to die, he was a painter with a bright future..."

How ironic.

The demon hunter sighed slightly. He had seen countless strange things in his long life, but if he were to make a list, this incident would definitely be on the list, and it would be at the top.

The congressman who is supposed to let the citizens live a better life wants to kill an innocent young man, but the gang boss who has done countless evil things on his hands wants to protect him.

Geralt then asked: "His family? Is it that Gregory?"

Damn, I should have realized this before.

"Yes."

Only then did the demon hunter realize that he might have been unknowingly involved in a political whirlpool.

The Gregorian family can be traced back to three hundred years ago, when there was a wealthy businessman named Gregory. There was a famine in Novigrad, so Gregory donated half of his property from Nezer

By importing food, he saved the entire city and allowed countless people to survive. After his death, he was regarded as a saint. No one can change his status, not even the big and small religions and parliamentarians in the city. Even then.

Today, there is still a magnificent bridge named after him in Novigrad, St. Gregory's Bridge, which connects the Temple Island and the main city. Countless people come to pay homage to his statue in the center of the bridge every day.

But he had no choice. Whether it was his personal feelings or the complicated feelings after hearing what Cronin Gregory had done, he decided to take this matter to the end.

"What do you know about this Carlyle Vinson?"

"He is the most promising councilor to become mayor this term... He has a mining business and his family is rich. There are several mages around him to protect him. I tried to attack him several times but failed..."

Tsk, mage.

Geralt asked again: "Where does the Gregory family live?"

"They don't live in the city... Gregory's descendants had already moved out during the turmoil seventy years ago. Go straight out from the gate, and you can see a large piece of farmland... That's where

Where they live now."

After asking what he wanted to know, Geralt managed to make Hawthorne faint - the method may be a bit rough, but he didn't care anymore. In his opinion, Hawthorne's death ten times would not be enough, what this guy had committed

It can make the devils quarrel in hell over the ownership of his soul.

As for Hawthorne's revenge afterwards, he didn't take it seriously at all. As long as the gang boss had some brains, he wouldn't come to trouble the witcher. What's more, when he wakes up and finds out where he is, then

By then, I guess the witcher would have finished his work long ago.

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Late that night, the demon hunter returned home. The blood all over his body had dried up. Taking off his armor and boots, he sat across from He Shenyan and began to clean the remaining blood stains on the sword. The black-robed mage looked up from his book.

He glanced at it and asked, "Does it feel good to go out and kill during the day?"

"Not bad." The witcher replied.

"You stole the show in the city today. Even people like me who don't go out at home heard someone on the street shouting, 'The Witcher is causing havoc at Hawthorne Casino.' Hawthorne, why did he name himself

Such a name?"

"He probably thinks it's an honor. People are afraid of him and scold him, but he doesn't take it seriously. Instead, he uses it as his own nickname. This makes him appear stronger and can do things better."

"Sometimes I think you're a bit of a philosopher."

Geralt looked into his own eyes on the steel sword and said, "No, I am a mutant killer who has no emotions and cares little about human life."

"Well... you are also very good at telling funny jokes."

The smile on the corner of the demon hunter's mouth flashed away, and he said calmly: "That young man died and gave me a painting of that one."

"oh."

The black-robed mage put down the book and said seriously: "If you need help, just tell me."

"No need, He, my work is already done."

The witcher replied, flashing through his mind the scene he saw when he went to the Gregory family this afternoon. Their numbers were withering, and the white-haired old woman almost fainted when she saw him. By the time Jackie

After Lot explained her purpose, she calmed down again. She began to order the people in an orderly manner, and she issued orders one after another.

Geralt knew that one of the two, that senator - or the Gregory family, would be completely destroyed.

He hoped it was the former.

But then again, what can he do as a demon hunter? It is true that he can kill some monsters and destroy gangs in a leisurely manner. But MPs and local big families are another concept. Wealth is often more valuable than swords.

terror.

"It seems that you move quite quickly..." The black-robed mage smiled, and then said seriously: "No, Geralt. I have a hunch that this matter will not end like this."

"What?"

The black-robed mage said softly: "Although I don't know what you did...but just before you came back, there were already three or four groups of city guards running through the streets outside. I guess if it was just

They shouldn't be able to run so fast during patrols. And some strangers are starting to appear around our house."

After saying this, he picked up the book and continued to read it, leaving only the last sentence: "The matter is not over yet, Geralt."

The demon hunter closed his eyes and began to recall the painter's corpse in his mind. He opened his eyes and said, "Yes, it's not over yet."