The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Luda!"

Gildo obviously knew each other, and no emotion could be heard from his voice, but based on Sigmund's understanding of Gildo, the relationship between the two might not be so happy.

This man, whom Gildo called Luda, was tall and strong, without the temperament of a priest at all. In comparison, he looked more like a demon hunter.

"What happened?"

Luda walked to the door. This guy was only slightly shorter than Gildo, but he looked stronger. The part from his forehead to his right eye was covered with a silver mask the size of a palm.

This made him tough, but at the same time he had a bit of a cold temperament.

"We've had an extraordinary event."

Gildor quickly recounted the matter several times briefly, "Can I meet Montana, she has also experienced the incident at the White Seagull Manor, I think this extraordinary infection is similar to the last White Seagull manor……"

"Put things down, you can go." Luda interrupted Gildo unceremoniously.

"What did you say?"

"Didn't you hear what I was saying?"

Gildor took a half step forward, "This is not a random extraordinary incident, you must pay enough attention to it, I think Montana has submitted her own mission report, and it is very likely that there are high-level extraordinary people in the White Seagull Manor incident ..."

"As I said, put down your things and you can go." Luda interrupted Gildo again indifferently.

"This is Liam City. The extraordinary events in the city are handled by the Oracle Church. You demon hunters can just mind your own business."

"Do I need to remind you about the division of specific responsibilities?"

After speaking, Luda ignored Gildo, turned around and walked deep into the hall.

"stop!"

"Luda, this matter is very important. With two similar incidents, the guy who hid must have a more important purpose. Let me see Montana or Mr. Miller."

Gildo walked a few steps quickly, but after looking at the surrounding environment, he still lowered his raised arm.

"The incident at Baihaiou Manor has been dealt with concretely." Lu Da turned around.

"I know you want to mislead Montana, but according to our follow-up investigation, it was just a random incident, and there is no such thing as a high-level transcendent."

"Mr. Miller said that if there is a high-level transcendent hidden there, even if it is a toy made by him, you will not be able to come back alive."

"So..." Luda sneered, and a glint of pride flashed through his eyes.

"We will check these two things, and the others are not within the scope of your consideration."

Having said that, he shifted his gaze to Sigmund who was standing not far away.

"A pre-transcendent who has completed enlightenment, and happens to encounter such a strange thing. I have every reason to doubt whether your mental state is stable."

"Maybe... your loss of control caused the gaze in the void, and then led to this extraordinary event, stay here, the dawn is approaching, and the goddess will tell us the answer!"

"Put away your little thoughts!"

Gildor knew exactly what it meant to be here.

"He is my companion."

He took half a step forward to block Luda's line of sight. At the same time, he crossed his hands, the muscles on his arms tensed instantly, and the wrapped bandages were broken.

"A hunter?"

"He hasn't signed a contract yet. According to the rules, the Oracle Church has the right to investigate and supervise him..."

Luda was unmoved, but his expression was obviously much more cautious.

"Looks like I didn't keep you in bed enough last time."

Gildo interrupted Luda.

"If I bring him here, I will definitely take him away. Besides, he is the captain's favorite."

Luda was silent for a moment, "I'll keep an eye on him." He stood in the hall, the only eyeball exposed contained evil thoughts, and then left.

"Let's go, let's go back!"

Gildo's expression was a little unnatural, and Sigmund noticed that the injury on his arm hadn't completely healed, "Take care of the injury first, and besides..."

He glanced at the Dawn Church before dawn.

"Talk as you walk."

Gildo sighed, "We demon hunters cooperate with and compete with the Oracle Church. Generally speaking, the Oracle Church is responsible for the extraordinary events in the city, and we are outside."

"Like White Seagull Manor?" Sigmund asked.

Gildo nodded, "But last time, although I was the most injured, Montana saved me, and then everything happened."

"Of course there is you, and later, she helped me solve my spiritual problems, so according to the degree of contribution, this matter was handed over to the Oracle Church."

Sigmund nodded thoughtfully.

Obviously, the Demon Hunters and the Oracle Church are two extraordinary forces, and they should represent different interest groups behind them, which is why there is such a big difference.

"Should we just let it go like this?" Sigmund frowned, flashing what happened in the manor in his mind.

Rebecca's motives, her own proposal, although all these may seem like coincidences, Sigmund will never take it lightly.

"I will report to the captain."

"My opinion is the same as Montana's. There should be high-level extraordinary beings involved, but what Luda said just now is also reasonable. If there is really a high-level extraordinary person's hiding place, none of us will survive!"

"Maybe it's just one of them?" Sigmund gave his guess.

"Just leave it to me, and I'll take care of it."

"Your performance today is really surprising. In addition, you'd better not go out in the last few days, and find a way to stabilize your spirit and integrate your spiritual power."

"Luda ​​didn't lie. In the city, the Oracle Church does have the right to supervise pre-transcendents like you."

"Besides, you must be careful. That guy is a mad dog. With what I just said, he will probably not bother you again."

"If he really looks for you, don't hesitate, turn around and run quickly, don't fight him, you are not his opponent."

Gildo finally exhorted.

"Is that Luda the same as Montana?" Sigmund asked curiously.

"No, he is a second-level demon hunter, and he has been promoted for less than three months."

"Demon hunter?"

Gildo nodded, "The Church of the Oracle has its own demon hunters, but those guys like to call themselves church knights. In addition, they also control some low-level, informally contracted superhumans."

"But we're not bad either."

"The strength of the Oracle Church is not their fighting power, you will understand later." Gildo seemed unwilling to talk about it.

The carriage is moving forward, at this time. There were bursts of roaring from the bell tower in the distance, and the darkness before dawn seemed to be completely irreversible.

At the same time, a thin figure quickly climbed up, entering a dark space full of machinery and gears through the narrow ventilation opening.

"What did you say, did you see the person who appeared in the villa?"

His crooked body swayed under the dim light, and his shadow was stretched high and long, covering the entire space.

In the big hand covered with engine oil and mud is a dilapidated music box.

"It's okay, little ones, don't worry about them, the stage has been set up, it's your turn to perform on stage."

The figure laughed like a night owl, but all the sounds here were covered by the heavy bell.

Just like this moment, the sound of the bell awakens the people in the city, but the people who maintain the clock tower are about to bring an unforgettable night to the city.