The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

In the glorious church, a tall figure in a tight-fitting hunting suit knelt down in front of the statue.

After quietly praying, the man stood up.

He was nearly two meters tall, with only a thin layer of short blond hair, a high nose bridge and a wide mandible. Just standing there gave people a strong sense of security.

"Selwyn, when are you leaving?" An old voice came from behind, and the man called Selwyn turned around.

"Master Bishop, you should be able to leave within three days."

"Benet just returned to the embrace of the goddess." The old man sighed, "He shouldn't just die like this."

"My condolences." Selwyn lowered his head.

"No, you are wrong. We are all congregants here. He is the child of the goddess, not mine."

"The situation in Liam City is a foregone conclusion. You only need to stabilize the situation this time. You are already at the fourth level. This kind of task is not your turn."

"But the leader of the demon hunters in Liam City is Marek."

"That lunatic..." the old man sighed.

"But he is the Duke's student." Selwyn added.

"A former student...you don't need to pay attention to that gentleman. His affairs will be resolved by other people in the church. Your task this time is to check and balance Marek."

Speaking of this, the old man paused for a moment, carefully looking at Selwyn's expression.

"You once suffered a disastrous defeat at his hands, now, do you have confidence in yourself?"

"He is the third rank, and I am the fourth rank."

Selwyn's voice was thick, without any emotional ups and downs.

"By the way, there is another person besides Marek, you need to pay attention."

"Sigmund Skinde, if it wasn't for him, maybe... Maybe nothing would happen to Bennett."

…………

The weather was fine on 5 May.

After returning last night, Sigmund went to bed early and woke up refreshed. For several days in a row, he had fully adapted to the increased spiritual power.

The lawyer lady was very diligent, and she called Ashley away early in the morning. Now that she has returned, Sigmund can't continue to salt the fish.

He changed his clothes and put on his round cap. When he went out, he thought about taking out the pen, and inserted it neatly into the pocket of his coat.

"not bad."

From the outside, he is already a qualified gentleman.

Marek Lamy Research \u0026 Consulting Company.

"That's how it happened."

He briefly recounted his own experience, and of course vaguely passed on some gains, but only at the end did he solemnly take out the black box.

It is obviously a good thing that can be remembered by the fourth-order transcendent, but after weighing it, Sigmund still plans to give it to the captain.

He doesn't know what is the use of this thing now, and it might cause trouble in his own hands. If it is handed over to Marek, maybe he can use it for fishing.

Accidentally hooked a fish, regardless of whether the opponent is a Tier 4 hunter, but after all, he is not a hunter who is good at frontal combat, Marek will definitely give him a big surprise.

"Is this the thing?"

Marek tilted his head and checked several times, "Leave it with me first, and return it to you later."

"As for your suspicion of that doctor, I will send someone to you later, and he can assist you in the investigation."

"Now that the situation in the city has stabilized, we have one-third of the investigation rights in Liam City. Keep up your spirits. I've chosen good places."

"In addition, recently, do things with peace of mind and don't make trouble for me."

Marek was smoking a pipe, and Gildo, who was standing next to him, rolled his eyes quietly.

You are the most capable person in this team, my captain.

Of course, as a senior licking dog, Gildo would never say what was in his heart.

It seems that his trip went very smoothly this time, and he should have obtained the extraordinary material he wanted.

"The dispatch order from the upper echelon of the Oracle Church has been announced. It is an old acquaintance, Selwyn Zack."

"A fourth-order rose knight!"

"Fourth order?"

Gildo raised his voice, "How could Tier 4 be sent to such a fringe city..."

"Don't care, don't care."

Marek waved his hand casually.

"I beat and cried Selwyn several times when I was young."

"But now he is Tier 4!"

"all the same."

Marek didn't care, but just as he finished speaking, he suddenly sighed.

"Rose Knight, the fourth level of the starry sky contract, the knight is the name of the Oracle Church, and they prefer to call themselves Thorns Warlock."

"You don't know how regretful I was when I first learned about Rose Knight's extraordinary characteristics. This extraordinary profession was tailor-made for me."

"Is the Rose Knight strong?" Gildor asked in a timely manner, keeping his identity in mind.

"It's not bad, the combat ability is average, but the strength of the rose knight is not the combat ability."

"What is that?" Even Sigmund was a little curious now.

"They are flirty!"

? ? ?

Sigmund had a question mark on his face.

"Those guys realize that the body is also a part of nature, and they can stimulate the growth of flesh and blood through spiritual energy to restore fatal injuries, which makes them very difficult to kill."

In addition, the understanding of flesh and blood will also greatly improve the various abilities of the body. Simply comparing the physical combat ability, they can almost be regarded as the first in the same class of transcendent!

"The above are not important, the most special thing is that they can change the appearance and shape!!"

"Got it? Boys!"

"Hunter contract is a career that men should choose, but what about Rose Knight?"

"With that ability, all the portals in Liam City will allow me to come in and out freely!"

Captain, the portal you mentioned refers to that one.

The corners of Sigmund's eyes twitched, but the teasing was all teasing, the Rose Knight's ability was indeed very powerful.

"One more thing, Captain." Sigmund suddenly said something.

"Is it possible that a person can possess two contractual abilities at the same time?"

"Why are you asking this?" Marek's expression suddenly became serious.

"Well, there is indeed a possibility."

"The first is to cancel the contract when entering the fourth level, which will cause great harm, and it will be difficult to grow again in the later stage."

"The second type..."

"If there are two strands of consciousness in a person's mind, then there is a very small probability that the two strands of consciousness can sign a contract separately and share the spiritual power in the body at the same time!"

Schizophrenia?

Sigmund was dumbfounded when he heard that, but after thinking about it carefully, Dr. Ryan seemed to be incompatible with these two states.

"I've seen such an extraordinary person, it's very scary, you can't deal with it." Marek warned solemnly.

"Okay, let's take action, let's maintain the stability of this city." Finally, Marek encouraged loudly.

He sat behind the table, stretched out his hand and flipped through the messy tabletop a few times, and when he looked up, he happened to see the pen in Sigmund's pocket.

"Lend me your pen."

The captain said casually.

"What are you doing?" Sigmund was a little reluctant.

"Use it and sign it for me, hell, do you think I won't pay it back?"

"Okay." Sigmund took out the pen and handed it over.

He saw Marek writing and drawing on a piece of paper, because of the distance and angle, he couldn't see clearly what the captain wrote.

But what he didn't know was that the first word Marek wrote was: Dear...