The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"I have other options now, so I'd better return this thing to you."

After saying this, Sigmund noticed that the expression on Ashley's face seemed a little weird, and the pain in his body distracted him. Only then did he suddenly realize why the female assassin showed such a big look. reaction.

"Wait, listen to my explanation..."

Sigmund smiled wryly, but Ashley didn't give him a chance to speak, closed the door, and strode towards the stairs.

"Listen, Ashley, I'm not kidding you, and I'm not saying you use a stick..."

"Shut up!"

The female assassin snorted coldly, and then saw Rebecca coming out of another room not far away.

Rebecca glanced at Sigmund and Ashley suspiciously, as if she was very curious about what they were talking about.

"I got a new one, it's heavier, and I'm comfortable with it, so I'm going to give it back to you."

"How about I show it to you?"

"No...no need." Ashley waved her hand carelessly, "Give it to me."

"OK."

Sigmund raised his hand and threw the sword staff in his hand.

Slap.

He lowered his head and looked at the weapon that fell not far from his feet.

It hurts so much, I can't control my body at all.

Ah.

The female assassin didn't say anything, but her eyes seemed to be mocking Sigmund silently.

What a powerless man.

Throwing even a stick...

Damn stick! !

"Rebecca, let's go!"

The female assassin, who had fully recovered, walked down the stairs quickly, followed by the suspicious looking lawyer lady.

"Between you..."

"Accompany me with wine!" Sigmund interrupted the lawyer's inquiry indifferently.

"you!"

"Sigmund, you really should learn what a real gentleman is."

Recalling the embarrassment of that day, Rebecca rushed downstairs angrily.

She was still thinking about the words she just heard until she boarded the carriage.

"Ashley, why did Sigmund give you his stick?"

She had to ask any questions, but the lawyer didn't notice the ambiguity in her words at all. After all, it seemed that Sigmund had been carrying the cane since she had the impression.

What is his stick? !

Ashley's face was full of black lines, "It's not his, it's mine, I just lent it to him temporarily."

"Your...?" The lawyer lady was surprised.

"What do you do with a stick?"

Before she finished speaking, Rebecca suddenly felt her body tense up, and the temperature in the carriage seemed to drop a bit.

"Use it for self-defense!"

With a snap, the dagger popped out of the cane, Ashley gritted her teeth and answered Rebecca's question.

"Amazing!"

"Sigmund's stick is so powerful!"

The lawyer lady clapped her hands in amazement and exclaimed loudly, not noticing the twist on Ashley's face at all.

Suddenly, I really want to kick her to death... The female assassin thought silently.

On the other side, Sigmund, who was trying to adapt to the pain in his body, was about to take a rest after breakfast when the doorbell downstairs rang, and a letter was handed in through the crack of the door.

"It's the captain."

Sigmund, who was in pain, really wanted to lie flat at home, but he couldn't pretend he didn't see Marek's letter.

After simply tidying up, changing clothes, and carrying a new cane, Sigmund left the apartment.

Marek Research \u0026 Consulting.

"good afternoon."

After saying hello to the reception girl at the front desk, Sigmund didn't go upstairs, but used the badge to control the elevator and went directly to the underground.

"Come here and get your gear."

A few items placed on the table, a neatly folded black windbreaker, and a black round hat pressed on the windbreaker.

Next to the clothes is a silver revolver with a thick barrel and twenty-four bullets.

The last thing left is a palm-sized police badge.

"Benet's death has finally been resolved, but his successor has not yet arrived. According to the style of the Oracle Church, some troubles will inevitably be found."

"Because of his death, we got the chance to enter Liam City. According to the negotiation, before the new successor arrives, we can eat at least one-third of the city's area."

Marek looked very happy, and praised Sigmund loudly when he saw Sigmund.

"Good job!"

"I am very optimistic about you, keep working hard, if the situation permits, I can introduce you to my teacher!"

Marek laughed loudly, and patted Sigmund heavily on the shoulder.

Plop.

The huge pain crushed Sigmund. He gritted his teeth and didn't groan in pain, but his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

WC!

Gildo, who was standing beside him, narrowed his eyes.

The captain just praised you, but you actually knelt down directly? !

Shameless?

Although I like to lick, but licking is also dignified.

You are going too far!

At this moment, Gildor felt that his identity as the licking king was horribly threatened.

"What are you doing?" He stepped forward to help Sigmund who fell to the ground.

Gildo's strength is much greater than that of ordinary people. Sigmund wouldn't feel anything if he just exerted his strength normally, but he is now in a special period.

So as soon as Gildo exerted force, his body trembled slightly, and he shrank back, trying hard to get rid of the opponent's hands.

One advance and one retreat.

Back and forth, finally Sigmund endured the pain and got up from the ground by himself.

"Thank you Captain for your encouragement!"

This time he didn't dare to get close to Marek again, and distanced himself far away.

"Where did I just say that?"

"Speaking of us regaining control of Liam City under your leadership. It's really amazing, Captain. Based on this alone, it won't take long for you to be promoted and leave here."

Gildo laughed and began to flatter.

"This credit is not enough." Marek didn't care, looking at Sigmund.

"In order to reward your contribution this time, go out and rest for a while."

"Go out to rest?" Sigmund was taken aback for a moment, but soon another piece of information jumped out of his mind.

Travel at public expense? !

There is such a good thing.

"Well, let's go to Gwen Town tomorrow, where a grand straw man festival will be held recently."

Grass... Valentine's Day

Is the first one a verb?

Because of your demeanor, why did you speak so cryptically, Captain?

But then Marek's explanation dispelled Sigmund's doubts.

The so-called straw man is literally.

Gwen Town is a small town with a special style not far from Liam City. It is considered an island, but it is partly connected to the land.

Because it is rich in flowers, it attracts many middle-class people to go there for leisure every year.

And the town's more famous festival in May is the so-called Scarecrow Festival.

At that time, every household will carefully prepare a special scarecrow. Then put on gorgeous clothes for the straw man.

It is said that in the local area, people use this method to express their respect for their ancestors and their attachment to emotions.

And after the grand song, dance and carnival, the rest is the traditional program of the Scarecrow Festival.

Well……

The men and women in love saw each other rightly, and the outside tourists who were intoxicated by alcohol also let go of their restraint.

What else can be done?

Scarecrow Day.

You taste, you taste carefully.