The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Benet, has the stuff in your stomach been held in for too long?"

At this tense moment, a thin figure suddenly appeared in front of Sigmund, blocking Bennett's sight.

Compared with the strength of Gildo and Luda, this man is as thin as a half-grown child. He was wearing an ill-fitting suit, and he was not wearing the top hat that most gentlemen would like.

It was a slightly worn round cap.

He had a pipe in his mouth, a bowler hat in his right hand, and a lazy smile on his face. He was even in the mood to joke around with Bennett.

"Are you going to stop the church's judgment?"

Bennett's face was gloomy, and the energy above his head was still shrinking.

"You are only level three, Bennett, just like me. You are not a judge yet. To be honest, I don't know what you went crazy today. Did you step on shit when you went out, or did you want to see too many beautiful nuns?" dissatisfied."

Marek shook his head indifferently.

"He is mine, Gildo has told you."

"I know that the city is under your control."

Marek put his hat on the back of his head, revealing a flamboyant face.

"But no matter where it is, the demon hunter is under my control!"

"He's not a witcher yet."

Bennett clenched his fists.

"The fusion of spiritual power and spirit is very complete, and the contract can be signed tonight, so..."

Marek took a deep breath, and the flame in the pipe suddenly went out. Knock off the residue inside, and put the pipe into the pocket of his clothes.

After doing all this, he raised his head and looked at Bennett who was standing opposite him and chuckled lightly.

"So, are you going to fight me?"

Not aggressive, like asking a friend what to order for lunch.

"You think I dare not?!"

Bennett let out a low growl, and the energy above his head was almost ready to burst out. At this time, Luda gave up on continuing to entangle with Gildo, and hurried to Benet's side.

"Sir... this is Elm Street, and there are many people around."

He whispered, then quietly lowered his head and gave Bennett a veiled look.

The expression on the face kept changing.

"Let's go!" The spiritual power on his body was restrained, and before leaving, Bennett took a deep look at Sigmund, and boarded the carriage not far away.

"Captain, he is Sigmund." Gildo hurried over to introduce the two sides.

Sigmund returned the cane to its place, but when he raised his head, he froze in place.

"It's you?!"

This man whom Gildo called the captain turned out to be the messenger he had seen during the day.

What kind of weird habit is this?

"Yeah." Marek nodded, looking at Sigmund, as if the two had never met before.

"Have you seen it?" Gildo glanced at the two strangely.

"First time." Marek replied solemnly.

Sigmund opened his mouth not knowing what to say. After just a short contact, he felt that the captain was really weird.

"Now is not the time to talk, the banquet is about to be late, I don't want to hear that old guy complaining, hurry up and keep up with the carriage in front!"

Marek ordered.

Before leaving, Gildo walked up to Sigmund, "I didn't expect your progress to be so fast, and the sword just now..."

"Let's stop here. Don't have any other thoughts. Once you sign the hunter's contract and have the captain's protection, Bennett won't dare to trouble you justifiably."

"The captain of the pressure from Bennett can help you solve it, you don't have to think about it."

Gildo exhorted.

"What can I think?" Sigmund chuckled, "I'm just a small person, but the other party is a third-order transcendent."

"Sigmund Skinde!" Gildor's voice suddenly became sharp.

"Don't try to deceive a hunter's intuition. From the beginning to the end, you look at Bennett with the same eyes we look at when we are hunting."

"You took it as your prey!"

"I don't know where your confidence comes from. After all, everyone has their own secrets, but don't be impulsive. Although the third-order transcendent is powerful, it is not invincible."

"I hope you think about it, what is behind Bennett?"

"It's the Oracle Church!"

"It is the Oracle Church with a huge empire on the other side of the sea. They came across the sea and entered the Kingdom of Elam with a strong stance."

"The entire kingdom had to bow to them, allowing the church's influence to develop and spread."

"I hope you can understand what kind of enemy this is."

"Don't let yourself be the prey."

Gildo let out a sigh of relief, "Don't go home tonight, go to Marek Consulting and Investigation Company immediately, and wait for us to come back there."

"You mean..." Sigmund immediately became alert.

"Although the probability is very low, we must prevent that guy from going crazy."

"All right."

Sigmund nodded, and Gildo finally relented.

"Welcome to join, you will start a new life starting tomorrow."

The two shook hands and bid farewell, and Gildo waved his whip to keep up with Bennett who had gone away.

"What an alert guy."

Gildo looks rough. But had terrible instincts when it came to combat, and the fact that if Marek had been a few seconds late, Sigmund would have blown his whistle.

At that point, things will slide into the abyss of unpredictability.

But in any case, Sigmund did not allow himself to be brought into the Church of Dawn, because he hid too many secrets.

"You won't blame me for not shooting." A familiar voice came from behind, and Ashley handed the pistol to Sigmund.

To send Rebecca out, it was naturally impossible for Sigmund to carry a pistol with him.

"Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, and you're an assassin." Sigmund didn't care, but rather agreed with Ashley's choice.

The sunset in the sky is falling, and the night is coming. Go back to the apartment and leave a note. Sigmund didn't go through the main entrance, but turned to the back alley along the window, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Not long after he left, a burly figure came near the apartment, glanced around and walked towards the direction where Sigmund disappeared.

The sun had completely set, and Sigmund stood on the eaves, looking into the distance.

Without taking a carriage or choosing the right path, Sigmund fully practiced the skills taught by Ashley, and moved forward in a nearly straight line along the gap between houses.

During this process, he stretched his body, integrated and corrected his skills and experience, became extremely focused, and even his perception became much sharper.

Suddenly, Sigmund seemed to have noticed something, he turned his head slightly, and in the dark alley, a burly figure with a grin on his face walked out.

Luda Varys.

"caught you."

Luda gave a strange laugh, and his huge body suddenly accelerated. Sigmund collected himself, stood on a high place, and glanced quickly.

Five minutes later, he saw Luda chasing him again.

Ten minutes later.

In the depths of a desolate and secluded alley, Luda blocked his way.

"We meet again."

Luda clenched his fists, "Mr. Miller told me that as long as you live, he wants your head to think and speak."

"The rest is up to me to deal with."

"So you'd better resist more fiercely, so that it will be a matter of course for me to crush the bones of your body in a while."

Sigmund was silent for a moment.

"Gildo is right about one thing, huh... I really plan to do something."

In the next second, Sigmund's lower abdomen suddenly bulged in the darkness. Accompanied by the dazzling flame and loud noise, he pulled the pistol hidden under the windbreaker.

【Instantaneous shooting】