"The Demon Hunter and His Hut (

"Remember the face of the Lord Duke?"

Dandrine smiled and drank the wine in his glass, "That's so funny, I will definitely write him in my next poem, and then let the duke's stupid image spread everywhere."

"Be low-key, Dandrien, if you don't want to get your throat cut in the middle of the night, you'd better stay back." Ashe was a little helpless.

They left the house in enthusiasm, only to make an unpleasant disturbance in the end.

"Don't you think..." Seeing Roger's indifferent face, Ashe asked strangely.

"Nothing, Geralt can handle it alone."

"We can continue to wait here, but I am not worried about him now, but other things." Roger frowned, and he always felt that the Lord Duke seemed to have another plan.

It also seemed to be a little deliberate to make things difficult for them, and he seemed to be sure that Geralt would be able to agree.

After lunch, Ash went back to the room to rest. She drank too much wine last night, and she is still a little groggy.

Dandrien looked around, but took the initiative to lean in.

"She likes you very much."

"Ashe has always been a curious girl. If she likes Geralt, then I will strongly oppose it. After all, the affair between Geralt and Ye Naifah is disheartening enough."

"But if it's you..."

"The day after tomorrow is Ashe's birthday. Prepare a gift. I think she will be very happy."

After speaking, Dandrien handed Roger an ambiguous smile, then got up and left.

His schedule is very full, and I am afraid he will not return to the pub tonight.

What surprised Roger was that Geralt didn't show up either. It seemed that he should set off directly after investigating the clues.

Time flew by, and when the three met the next morning, it was discovered that Geralt hadn't returned all night.

But when they were about to go out and look for it, Zeliste brought a group of people to come to the house.

"Enclose them, and no one can leave until the matter is investigated clearly!"

"What are you going to do?" Dandrine called.

"I should ask this question." Zelister sneered. "I'm looking for your companion, the white-haired demon hunter!"

"After investigating the clues yesterday morning, he drove the boat we provided and left, but until now, no trace of him has been found near the pier."

"We have reason to suspect that he did not complete the commission at all, but escaped with the deposit paid by Lord Duke in advance!"

"This dirty liar, dare to embezzle the Duke's money!"

"It's impossible, Geralt wouldn't do it." Dandrian shouted, and then he seemed to think of something.

"He must go to perform the commissioned task, maybe... maybe there was an accident, it's not right, you must immediately send someone to find him in the direction where he left!"

"He is in danger!"

Dandrien rushed forward, but a tall figure suddenly stopped in front of him, caught off guard, he was almost knocked over to the ground.

"Want to run?!" Zelister sneered.

"Even if there is an accident, he should help the Lord Duke solve the problem after receiving our money, not to mention that the dirty **** has probably escaped!"

"Catch them to me, I will bring them to Lord Duke, and check them out!"

Ze Liszt waved his hand, and the people around gathered around him.

"Go away!"

"I think something must have been wrong. What does this matter have to do with us?" Dandrien's attitude changed extremely quickly, but Ze Liszt stopped talking, just smiled indifferently.

"Geralt won't run away. He should be in trouble. Since you don't want to send someone, give us a boat and we will find him!"

Ashe stood up bravely, although her voice was trembling, her eyes were firm.

"Miss Ash." Ze Liszt smiled.

"You are a guest of Lord Duke, I am willing to believe what you said, but they two can't do it. If you get on the ship, how can I guarantee that you will not come back here?

"You can send someone to follow!" As soon as he spoke, Ashe felt that his proposal was very stupid.

"Needless to say, stay and wait until all investigations are clear."

Ze Liszt took a deep look at Ashe, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and then a strong hand grasped his neck tightly.

"You said Geralt didn't come back, where did he go?"

"You...ah...stop it!"

Ze Liszt screamed. He felt that his neck was about to be crushed, and his eyes widened. He really couldn't understand why the demon hunter who was standing behind the crowd suddenly appeared behind him.

"Let them roll, and then take us to the pier!"

Roger said coldly, and without giving Ze Liszt a chance to answer, he lifted the tall man and left the tavern like a chicken.

Following several servants around him, they were eager to attack Roger, but only to meet him, they fell to the sky, and there was no time to make a scream.

Ze Liszt was sweating and wanted to threaten a few words at first, but before he could finish speaking, severe pain came, and he felt his thumb was crushed to pieces~lightnovelpub.net~ shut up , Don't speak when I don't ask you. "

Roger's voice was indifferent, and Liszt didn't even dare to exhale in the panic.

And along the way, Roger also figured out what happened. After the investigation was over, Geralt originally planned to return to the tavern to discuss with Roger, but the duke on the side repeatedly urged him to leave in advance.

Because the rumors of monster attack spread so much that no sailor was willing to go out to sea, Geralt could only drive a small boat alone to a place they called Dragon Tooth Reef.

There were so many reefs that the ship could not approach, but until dark, no one saw Geralt, so there was everything that happened afterwards.

"Get on board!"

Zelister looked at his twisted fingers and then at the oars at his feet, "My hand..."

"If it can't be used for rowing, I can kindly cut it off for you."

"No, no, I was the best sailor nearby before taking over the entire pier."

Ze Liszt nodded quickly and sat on it quickly, with no signs of injury at all.

"By boat?"

"I'm so seasick..."

Dandrine was full of reluctance, and Roger on the side took Ashe into the boat on his own.

"You can choose to stay here. Your body should be hung on a nearby mast by the Duke when we return."

"Still the kind without clothes."

Before Roger had finished speaking, Dandrien jumped up with a stride, and at this moment, the voices of people in the distance were full, and it seemed that a large group of people were approaching here.

"Boat, or choose to die here now."

Ze Liszt closed his mouth wittily, looked at the crowd in the distance with teary eyes, and set off.