The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Church of God.

The Judge of the Sun stood in the magnificent hall, the golden mask on his face reflected the cold luster, after a long silence, his emotionless voice sounded in the hall.

"Execute the plan and spread the blood plague."

"Great judge, our plan is not yet fully prepared. If it is implemented now, it may have an impact on the future incarnation plan. In addition, all our filthy people scattered in Elam will die because of this. After nearly ten years Arrangements will come to naught.”

"Go ahead and execute it. They must disperse their energies. As long as all the forces can be gathered together, we can wipe out Elan through the frontal battlefield, and then trap all of them in Abetus!"

"As you wish!"

There was a response from below, and the hall quickly returned to silence.

I don't know how long it took, a depressive breath flashed away, the judge of the sun took off the mask on his face, and crushed it with a light pinch. The whole face was like a rotating black hole. With the shaking of the body, almost A shriveled finger sticks out from the edge of the cheek, as if trying to climb out of the black hole.

"It's not the time yet, I can't leave here yet..."

After panting violently, the hall fell silent again.

At the same time, in various cities of Elam, changes are happening quietly.

Liam City.

Herman is an ordinary chef in a restaurant. On an ordinary morning, after he got out of the warm bed and prepared a hearty breakfast for his family, he came to the restaurant he opened near the harbor early.

Recently, the situation in the whole of Elam has been very unstable, and rumors of war have spread everywhere, but relatively speaking, Liam City is close to the south of Elam, and through trade with the southern sea area, life here is relatively stable. It is stable.

"Good morning, Herman." The neighbor greeted him friendly.

"Good morning!"

Herman raised his hand, enjoying his life now, but suddenly, he seemed to hear a strange sound, and his body froze in place. At this moment, some kind of power imprisoned in his body was released, and he His heart even paused for a moment.

"Dude, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?" The person next to him asked with concern.

"Maybe I didn't sleep well last night." Herman said vaguely.

"Haha, you are such an enviable guy. If I have such a beautiful wife, I will definitely be like you...I don't have a good rest." The people around me laughed, but Herman didn't care about it. Without any reaction, he entered the room with a blank expression.

No one noticed that when his back was turned to everyone, the expression on the face of the originally honest and simple Herman had completely changed.

He entered the workshop, changed his clothes, and went to the chopping board with a blank expression. Then he rolled up his sleeves and skillfully shaved off the flesh on his arms.

Every piece of meat was just right, without blood spattering. When Herman stopped, there was only a thin layer of flesh on his arm, and he neatly stacked the rest on the plate.

Herman, with a pale face, dropped his sleeves, then put the meat on the plate into the boiling water with a blank expression, and boiled a broth with a full color and flavor as usual.

The bell at the door rang lightly, and a customer walked into the restaurant. Herman skillfully prepared breakfast and served free thick soup to every customer.

After a busy day, Herman returned home with a tired body. He didn't respond to his wife's hints, and fell asleep. His wife didn't say anything, and patiently coaxed the two children to sleep. With a jug of water, she patiently wiped her body clean and sprayed on a little perfume Herman gave her on her wedding anniversary.

Then climbed into bed.

The night outside the window was hazy, and the atmosphere in the room quickly became ambiguous. Amid the rustling sounds, the young wife approached Herman and stretched out her palm.

Then, she felt a little warmth, and smelled some wetness in her nose. Through the gap in the curtain, the woman saw the bright red hands.

Early the next morning, Herman prepared breakfast as usual, and the children were very happy, because today's breakfast was extraordinarily rich, with a lot of meat, and they ate very happily, but they didn't notice the extra blush in their pupils.

Similar scenes were staged in many cities in Elam. Among these people were doctors, teachers, lawyers, ordinary workers and handicraftsmen.

There were a few sporadic attacks in some cities, with one side biting the other, but it was all too commonplace to attract anyone's attention.

Like the calm before the storm, something is accumulating in people's bodies, waiting for the day when it will explode completely.

…………

Abetus.

"Miss Rilla, the weather is cold and the wind on the top of the ship is too strong, be careful." The captain's concerned voice came from the deck.

"It's okay, I'll just stay up there for a while and have a look at the city." Rila tightened the scarf around her neck, squinting against the wind and replied.

The captain left quietly without saying anything.

In the past few days, everyone also encountered other ships on the way back, learned some news sporadically, and pieced together the entire situation that happened in the port of Galaris that day.

War, raid, rescue.

Everyone understood that the reason they were able to return to the land of Elan alive was because of the girl in front of them and his...powerful and mysterious friend.

Because of this, everyone's attitude towards Rila has quietly changed, and there is more awe in the air.

"This is such a great city!" Rila said with emotion. This was the first time he and she came to Abetus. The weather in November was cold and the temperature on the sea was also very low, but Rila did not leave, but Stand on the bow until the cargo ship docks.

After entering the port, she encountered many problems. As Sigmund said before parting, because of the war, even after being repaired and equipped with food and fresh water, it was impossible for Rila's cargo ship to return to the port through the west coast. Liam City.

Nowadays, all shipping must be coordinated and arranged before it can be sent to the designated place. There is no way, Rila can only find the note left by Sigmund, and plans to find a person named Thomas according to the above address to help.

After temporarily settling the crew, Rila left the busy and congested port, entered Abetus, hired a carriage with money, and gave the specific address. The slightly contemptuous coachman changed his previous attitude and became much more polite and hospitable.

This made Rilla realize that that Mr. Thomas was probably from a prominent family and could be regarded as a well-known figure.

Even after going through hardships, Abetus is still prosperous. Along the way, Rila opened the window of the car to feel the breath of the city.

But when the vehicle passed a certain street corner, she glanced out of the corner of her eye, and Rila saw a familiar face.

"Wait, stop!" She shouted anxiously, before the carriage stopped, she quickly rushed out of the carriage.

"Could it be my illusion?" Rila looked around and couldn't find the familiar figure, a hint of disappointment appeared in Rila's eyes.

But at this moment, a slightly familiar voice came from behind her.

"Are you looking for me?"

Rilla turned her head sharply and exclaimed, "Lawrence!"