The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Without money, there's no way to live. Even if you can live in a slum, you still need money for food.

These herbs are his small capital to make a comeback.

Two days passed quickly.

Barr would come back every night and go out during the day. The daytime was a little better. Now that the weather is hot, it's actually quite cool in the mountains, but if Barr doesn't come back at night, Dorle has to make a fire, otherwise he'll freeze to death on the mountain.

Soon, on the fourth day, Barr suddenly stood up, looked in the direction of Domon City, and said, "They've crossed the mountain ahead and are coming this way. Let's leave."

Dorle knew the terror of the Ability Association. If the police station was the strongest official force, then the Ability Association completely surpassed the police station, even on the same level as the City Lord's Mansion. No professional dared to offend the Ability Association. As the only officially recognized wizard organization in the Northern Kingdom, they had endless methods. Once they targeted someone, almost no one survived.

The terror of the Ability Association was enough to stop a child from crying.

Dorle hurriedly moved, packing all his belongings into his backpack. However, the traces of living here for the past few days couldn't be erased. He could only try to erase his aura and reduce the traces of him being discovered.

These were all small tricks, but Dorle didn't have much hope. After all, the other party was the Ability Association. The wizards' reconnaissance abilities were terrifying. Even the slightest clue wouldn't escape their eyes.

Fortunately, he had burned all the blood stains and scabs on his body these past few days, leaving almost nothing behind. He knew that many witchcrafts could curse based on remnants. Who knew if the wizards of Domon City had this technology? He didn't dare to take the risk.

While packing, he vigilantly looked around.

Just then, Dorle noticed that there seemed to be a few more figures in the distant mountains. Then, several almost indistinguishable things flew from their hands and flew around.

Barr urged Dorle, and Dorle sighed and came to Barr's side.

Dorle's eyes blurred, and the surrounding scenery quickly receded. He didn't know how Barr moved him, but he didn't see him move, and they had already reached a corner at the foot of the mountain. To the left of the corner was a wide road.

Dorle was extremely shocked. He looked around and found that this was the main road to Domon City, because there were many flags planted on both sides of the road, with the symbol of Domon City drawn on them, which were three mountain-like flags.

This symbol was not only the symbol of Domon City, but also the symbol of the Link family. The Link family possessed the rare hereditary Earl title and was also the hereditary City Lord. It could almost be said that this city belonged to the Link family.

At this time, he saw Barr slowly shrinking, turning into a dirty, ordinary earth dog.

"What are you looking at me for? Hurry up and disguise yourself and enter the city." Barr was a little speechless. This guy was too surprised.

Dorle suddenly understood, and then quickly took out the ointment wrapped in leaves from his bag and began to apply it to his face, then pulled and tugged, and finally smoothed the ointment on his face.

He didn't know what he had turned into, but it was still a person, as long as it was completely different from before.

Barr glanced at Dorle's new outfit and said unhappily, "Your chin is falling off, can you fix it?"

Dorle couldn't see what he looked like, and was a little speechless. "I can't see it anyway. By the way, can't you remind me properly? Can you be more reliable?"

He rubbed his chin, trying to round it out, and then looked at Barr.

Barr rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, it's not too ugly. Buy a mirror when you get back and fix this image."

Dorle naturally knew this principle. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then let's go."

Thus, one person and one dog slowly climbed up the mountain along the main road.

Domon City has a very high city location, with mountains in all directions. The valleys of these mountains converge not far from the entrance of Domon City into a long valley, which twists and turns to the plains outside, a full fifty kilometers long, which is very long.

Although Domon City has a bad geographical location, it is very important to the entire Chris County, because it is a city that can make money. At least a quarter of Chris County's tax revenue comes from Domon City. Minerals and ironware are the main sources.

Now it is spring, and the ore accumulated in various mines for a winter is being sorted out, waiting for the empire's convoy to come in from outside.

Metal minerals are generally only sold to the empire, and very little is sold to private individuals, unless the title is high enough. In Domon City, only Earl Link, Viscount Orn, and Viscount Lake have a share.

Dorle walked and looked around, and he soon came to the city gate.

On both sides of the city gate were city guards on heavy duty. In the past, Dorle respected these people, but now when he saw these people, he only felt hatred in his heart.

After scanning around, he didn't find Feller. That guy didn't seem to be on duty today. Dorle's eyes turned cold.

Entering the city, a noisy atmosphere rushed towards him. After living in the mountains for several days, Dorle had become accustomed to being alone. When he entered the city, he was a little unaccustomed. Urged by the people behind him, he slowly entered the city.

He had a package behind his waist, which was full of various medicines.

Passing through the slums and the commercial avenue, Dorle quickly saw Old Ke's blacksmith shop and Fierre soliciting customers at the door.

Fierre was the same as before, still warmly welcoming customers. Nothing seemed to have changed. He tiptoed and looked inside, seeing those old acquaintances.

Verrick, Santis, Moray, and those first-level blacksmiths and apprentices. After seeing them for a few seconds, he sighed and continued to walk forward. His goal was the pharmacy.

Soon, he came to the pharmacy where he had bought medicine last time, with the words 'Future Pharmacy' written on the door, and slowly walked in.

There were quite a few people at the entrance of the pharmacy, all queuing to buy medicine. After entering the pharmacy, there were also a lot of assistants inside.

On the left side of the pharmacy were two benches, where several doctors were sitting, while on the right was the place to buy finished medicines. Directly opposite the entrance was where the shopkeeper was.

Dorle had been here more than once. After looking at the marked prices on the wall for the medicines he had on hand, he went directly to the shopkeeper, took out the package, and said, "Boss, these are the medicines I picked. Please take a look."

Dorle's package was bulging and there were many of them. The boss only glanced at it, then became serious, because he saw a medicinal herb branch exposed on the outside of the package, which seemed to be a high-quality medicine.

He looked at Dorle a few times. This guy did come in from outside. He still had some soil stains on his body and his clothes were not clean, but he was not a regular medicinal farmer. He should be from a town outside. Only in the mountains outside could he find excellent quality medicinal materials. He lowered his head and looked at the dog next to Dorle, and suddenly understood that this should be a descendant of a hunter.

He waved to the side, asking another person to replace his position, and then said to Dorle, "Come with me to the back."

Dorle hesitated for a moment, then beckoned to Barr and followed the shopkeeper to the back.

Behind was a corridor, with small rooms on both sides of the national road. There were people in these small rooms. Dorle only glanced at them and saw that they were all doctors. This pharmacy assumed the responsibility of a doctor.