The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Barral Hill Estate.

Sigmund knew something about this place. Mount Balal was in the northwest of Liam City, and it took half a day's carriage to get there from the city at the fastest.

The scenery there is beautiful, the trees are lush, and there are many large and small creatures active in the forest, so every autumn, some decent people and nobles in the city will choose to go to the Balal Mountain Manor Villa for hunting activities.

In this season, it is not a good choice there, and it may be because of the sparse crowd that the party is chosen to be held there.

It was fine on 13 May.

Before dawn, Sigmund drove the carriage and left Liam City. Before setting off, he made an elaborate disguise for himself, changing the color of his hair and pupils.

The cheeks became thinner after makeup, the leather shoes were raised, a new set of clothes was added, and the beard was modified, and soon the person in the mirror changed his appearance.

Because there was only one invitation to join the club, Ashley did not travel with her this time, and Sigmund could only rent a carriage in the city for the long distance.

Passing through the morning fog, Sigmund headed west all the way without stopping. It was near noon that he crossed Mount Balal and arrived at the nearby manor house.

Looking around, luxurious manors stood on the top of the mountain in the distance, and soon Sigmund found the marked No. 13 manor.

After parking the carriage, he took out a mask and put it on his face before getting out of the carriage.

Stepping into the manor, the grass is green and the flowers are in full bloom, but Sigmund did not hear the sound of anyone moving.

"gentlemen."

Suddenly, a voice came.

"Private estates are not allowed to visit."

Sigmund didn't speak, but turned around and showed the membership certificate given by Gildo to the other party.

It was a man with a cold aura, not tall. Wearing a gray suit.

"Ah, it's a new member!" The man's voice raised slightly.

"Who is your inviter?"

"Thunderbolt Tiger."

He was unable to complain about Gildo's ability to name. The man took Sigmund's token, checked it and lowered his head to record it.

"Then what is your title?"

"Black python."

It may be a little fun for the party organizer, who requires every participant to refer to each other by a code name.

And the code name can only be named after animals.

At this time, Sigmund's face was covered with a python mask carved with black scales.

"This is your temporary ID card."

The man handed Sigmund a card with an inverted triangle logo in the upper left corner and a blank front.

This card is very thin, but it is made of metal, and it is heavy in the hand.

"You are only a temporary member now. After you meet the requirements, you will automatically get a representative nameplate." The other party explained a few words to Sigmund.

"The party is here?" Sigmund looked at the house not far away.

"No, this is just the first stop. The real place of the party is at the bottom of the mountain. We need to take a boat through a swamp. Please come with me. There are already people waiting for the boat."

"You can be together."

Sigmund didn't speak, put away the metal card, followed the man along the path outside the manor, and soon came to a suspension bridge on the mountainside.

The suspension bridge connects to the other side, and after crossing the bridge, go all the way down, through the dense bushes, and far away, Sigmund saw a wooden boat parked by the swamp.

There were already two people waiting by the side of the boat.

When Sigmund looked down, the people below also spotted him.

One of the particularly burly men raised his head. There was no hair on his bald head, and he wore a white bear mask on his face.

"somebody is coming."

"It's a new face," said a woman wearing a parrot mask.

"Have you heard about Ice Bear? It is said that someone at this party plans to sell extraordinary items."

"Extraordinary item? Is the news true? Will someone really sell that kind of item for money?" The burly man wearing the white bear mask replied.

"Maybe I don't need it, what about you? Do you plan to come over to relax, or do you want to buy something?"

the woman asked casually.

"For luck, I'd like to buy a plant goat's spinal fluid."

"Your sister is going to be promoted to the second level?" The woman wearing the parrot mask was a little surprised, "Excellent talent, it seems to be faster than you were at the beginning."

"It's nothing, what's the difference between the third level and below?"

There was not much pride in the man's tone.

"It's true."

While speaking, Sigmund had already descended from the mountain and came to the edge of the swamp.

The man who led the way explained briefly, and then turned and left after watching everyone board the boat. Unexpectedly, the person in charge of rowing the boat turned out to be a puppet.

"Hi handsome guy, you can call me a parrot, he is a white bear, nice to meet you." The woman greeted and offered her right hand.

Sigmund nodded and didn't answer, just replied: "Black python."

"Such a beautiful scale pattern is rare." The woman looked familiar, but Sigmund did not answer.

"Hehe, seeing how cautious you are, what are you worried about?" The woman leaned on the back of the chair, her crossed legs subconsciously opened.

"Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"There is a first time for everything. This place is not as dangerous as you think."

Seeing that Sigmund still didn't answer, the woman felt bored and turned her head to talk with the man wearing the white bear mask beside her.

"I hope what you want can appear, but the spinal fluid of the plant goat, tsk tsk, this is too rare." The woman shook her head.

"Don't talk about you, I've been looking for what I want for a long time, and if I can't wait any longer, I can only be promoted."

"You're mentally stable, you avoid negative emotions, and you can go on for a long time."

White Bear replied.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Sigmund frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that the burly man in front of him was also looking for the spinal fluid of the plant goat just like himself.

In addition to the money borrowed from Rebecca, Sigmund brought all his savings this time.

In addition, he also prepared several small things in case of emergency.

There is a lot of humidity in the swamp, trees grow on both sides, the sky can hardly be seen in some places, and there are occasional waves of water under the river.

The puppet rowed very fast, and after a while, the river on both sides gradually widened, and Sigmund saw a wild camp in the distance.

"It was an interesting experience."

He smiled slightly. Most of the similar secret gatherings in the novels he read before would be in dark caves, or in certain secret rooms and passages.

The organizer was ingenious, each time the meeting place was temporarily decided, and then the identity was confirmed through screening before being brought to the real gathering place.

The sun was shining brightly at this time, and around the campsite not far away, dense branches blocked most of the sunlight, and a dozen people had already gathered there on the grass.

When the wooden boat docked, Sigmund showed the iron plate, and after being checked, he mixed into the crowd.

Waiting patiently for several waves, until no more ships arrived, a man wearing an owl mask came up on the raised wooden platform ahead.

"Guys, let's get started!"