The Game of Demon Hunter

"Pay attention to your words, witcher!" Sharilla Tabrantan's expression changed. It had been many years since she stood out among Ms. Woking's followers and became a high-ranking Shangjin priest. I've encountered such a blatant threat: "In front of you is Lady Woking's Shangjin priest!"

She couldn't believe that this little apprentice witcher dared to provoke the entire Church of Woking so boldly!

Under Sharella's gaze, Pastor Richard took a puff of his cigar and exhaled a lot of smoke, as if he didn't hear the conversation between the two.

"Pay attention to your words! Pastor!" Xu Yichen had an expression of being indifferent to life and death, and he would do anything if he refused to accept it. Whether he was the chief graduate of Zhongshiyuan or the political commissar of New China, he had always stood at the top of the food chain.

No one dared to speak in such a tone in front of him, except his instructor Huang Laoxie: "In front of you is a demon hunter, the chief and only apprentice of the wolf school, Xu Yichen!"

Under the slightly surprised eyes of Pastor Shang Jin, silver flames suddenly appeared from the witcher's body, and he said to Sharilla righteously: "Think carefully about every word you say, the wolf that was injured just now is the most Sensitive, any unwarranted malicious speculation may incur the wrath of the witcher organization, especially myself!"

"As for you!" Xu Yichen turned his vicious eyes to the young nobleman who was eloquent before: "Be careful when you go out in the future, Anthony's port is not peaceful, missing a nobleman is like losing a dog."

In front of everyone, the witcher threatened the heir of the Tyrantan family openly and honestly: "In the past hundreds of years, it has been the witcher who has maintained the dignity of your nobles in front of the extraordinary, but Your aunt must be very clear that this layer of protection is gone from now on."

Pastor Shang Jin was startled. She did not expect that the secret agreement between the Woking Church and the noble council would spread to this small city far away from the center of civilization so quickly.

Sharilla had no time to get angry because the witcher had issued death threats to her nephew, and she was full of thoughts about who spread this matter that was only circulated among the top leaders of the two organizations.

It can't be the Witcher Organization!

They can't handle the traitors who have been doing evil all the way, not to mention the chaotic rift that can't be closed at all! Even the Gregorian choral team was urgently dispatched to help the witcher close the portal, which shows that the urgency of the matter has exceeded everyone's expectations.

What kind of force is secretly spreading this news?

Just when Sharilla was deep in thought, her nephew, the youngest heir of the Taibrantan family, turned pale, and the current situation was completely different from what he expected.

A few days ago, he knew the purpose of his aunt's visit through the family insider, and started planning to further increase his impression points in front of the most authoritative aunt in the family.

Better get yourself out of this damn place! Hell, the barbarians here use greenskin heads as currency! Three chaos erosion events occurred in two months!

Although he knew that the family had spent a lot of time and energy arranging for him to come here to find a chance to take the position of lord, but the situation here is not good, and his own life is more important!

So he decided to give it a go and change his destiny. After all, it would take a lot of money to provoke a demon hunter.

For example, now—

The Sirisian who killed the greenskins and Chaos like a vegetable was facing away from the others, and slowly slid his thumb across his throat towards him!

The young man's calf was starting to twist. If it wasn't for years of noble etiquette training, he would probably need to change into a pair of loose trousers by now.

"Don't play prestige on a junior, apprentice witcher." After returning to his senses, Shang Jin looked at his nephew with some disappointment. Sharilla decided to temporarily put aside the matter of leaking the news and concentrate on dealing with the matter in front of him. situation.

The election for the next Holy Coin Master is about to begin. If Ms. Woking can be favored, she will have plenty of time to investigate who is behind the scenes.

"As the envoy sent by the church this time, I have the right to decide whether the rewards from the church have been distributed to the right people." Sharilla quickly adjusted her mood: "No one accused you of colluding with Chaos , but it’s just a little doubt.”

Pastor Li Cha closed his eyes, and he knew that the Er Que priest who was in charge of drafting the document would get into trouble sooner or later. Obviously, the prey hunted by the witcher was artistically beautified in the report.

No need to read, Pastor Richard probably knows that it says that under the heroic attack of the paladins and priests, the monster called the 'famine alien' from the chasm crack was finally killed outside the Antony Grand Port. city ​​for any damage.

Among them, an apprentice demon hunter assisted the paladins and participated in the battle together.

About Xu Yichen's description, there may be only one sentence,

After all, within the church, believers of the gods also have a mentality of comparison. In official written reports, they will generally beautify their own achievements and weaken the existence of others. This is also an open unspoken rule.

When Pastor Li Cha handed over the corpse, he didn't take it seriously. After all, with his qualifications, no one would not give him face for a mere piece of precision-level equipment.

But when he heard that a Shangjin priest from the Temple of Wealth had intervened, he vaguely felt that there was going to be a problem with this matter, so he communicated with the witcher in advance, and brought so many people to help him find a place.

Because, Pastor Richard was wrong.

"I have the right to temporarily withhold these rewards, and reissue them after the investigation is clear." Sharilla smiled and said to the witcher, seeming to emphasize with her eyes: yes, I have the right to do so.

Pastor Richard shook his head and stood up. Either he submitted a false report to the clerk who admitted to the Temple of Wealth, or he saw this hateful woman succeed. He had already made a choice.

The spokesperson of the God of War should have been seeking truth from facts. It seems that he has stayed in this small place for too long.

But before Pastor Li Cha could speak, Xu Yichen stretched out his hand to stop him: "Master Li Cha, you don't need to intervene in this matter. This is a matter between our witcher organization and the Woking Church."

"I'll just stand here and see who dares to touch my things." The witcher stood in the middle of the hall, with eagle-like eyes, as if waiting for someone who dared to stroke the tiger's beard to appear.

PS: Thanks to the book friend @知白晓黑 for the reward, and thanks to the book friend @南宫良朝 for the reward