Zelin walked among the oak barrels. There was no light inside, and the air was relatively dirty. He snapped his fingers, and the flame of Ignifa Seal lighted up slightly, and then went out again. He walked a few steps, then suddenly stopped, turning his ears to listen to the surrounding movement. He slowly raised the ebony blade, half-closed his eyes. After waiting for a few seconds, the ebony blade slammed into the wooden barrel on the side.

The barrel was easily pierced, but what followed was not the sound of ale, but the scream of a person.

"Come out by yourself, or I will chop up this wooden barrel."

He drew out his sword and knocked on the barrel. "No one? No one will care if I chop an empty barrel?"

"Wait, wait! I'll come out!"

There was another thumping crash inside. For the size of a human, a wooden barrel was not a suitable hiding place. But it is indeed concealed enough here. If the demon hunter's hearing is not good enough, it is difficult for anyone to imagine that the target will hide in the barrel.

After a while, the supervisor slowly squeezed his body out of the barrel. Zelin looked at the overseer. He really couldn’t imagine how he could hide in such an oak barrel. He was not a dwarf or a goblin, and he could live in a small dirt cave and stove. Little Earth Spirit.

"Hoh~you, you, aren't you the demon hunter who came during the day?" The overseer panted, and the barrel must be stuffy and squeezed. "Why are you here? You found the liar who took the money and ran away. ?"

"I'm wondering who is the liar." Zelin folded his arms and snorted. "If someone wants to see you, do you go up by yourself, or should I knock you out and drag you up?" I moved my finger joints. Upon seeing this, the overseer quickly covered his head.

"I'll go up by myself, and you can't treat me like this! I, I'll go now, here's going."

Chapter 675

This is definitely not a pleasant meeting.

The overseer thought at first that the demon hunters were afraid to do anything to him. After all, he was working for a local earl. Not many people would do anything to him, let alone demon hunters. These monster killers were neither aristocrat nor aristocrat. An official of the city hall. But when he saw a corpse lying on the ground by the courtyard door, he immediately said everything he knew.

It was almost as Zelin expected.

An earl of Ailand is preparing to borrow funds provided by the local merchant association to kick out the other barons in the forest farm. This requires a lot of money, and it is impossible for him to sell his belongings in exchange for the money, even as a loan, the money will make him hurt. So the people of the Merchants Association made a condition that the earl’s daughter would marry a merchant, and the money provided by the merchant would be used as a wedding gift. Killing two birds with one stone, one party needs funds, and one party needs identity.

"So you found a wandering witch, the eldest daughter of the cursed earl. As long as the news of the curse goes out, the deal will be ruined."

"You are working for the earl. They must have paid a lot of money to let you help them." Zelin asked the supervisor.

"Of course not." The overseer shook his head. "You have absolutely no idea what kind of person this earl is. We absolutely can't let him succeed. You see, I am an overseer, do you think the treatment here is good? Ten Oren , There are only ten Oren a day, and at least half of the time every month has to spend the night in the manor. Those workers burn out the first candle every day from dawn to dusk, and only get five Oren. , Stingy, nothing looks like a nobleman. Do you think someone paid for me to do this? No, no, none at all."

So this group of people found a good time mobile hand, and now the earl has started his plan, it is just when a large investment of funds is needed. If he can't come up with the money at this time, it will be miserable. The earl was very cunning. He did not allow his daughter to marry a businessman before coming up. Instead, he first asked the other party to take out some coins and claim as much money as possible. If he weren't for his own cleverness, it is estimated that those who oppose the earl would not find a chance to do it.

"If he succeeds, who knows what he will do." The overseer shook his fist. "Control the entire island's forestry? Or drove everyone to his workshop, or was forced to leave Ailand. Rand? We all know what he will do. He is the most powerful person under the Duke, and the Duke’s most trusted person. He has controlled most of the city, and the underground gangs are under his control, or Pay the money, or be driven away by any means, if he can get enough to control the entire Ailand, who knows how much he will get worse."

The earl only offered fifty Oren for such a vital matter as the treatment of his daughter. What the overseer said did not seem to be false. Zelin originally thought that Aiden should get a lot of Oren from this reward. After all, that was the eldest daughter of the earl, or a key person in his next plan. No matter how he looked at it, he would be extremely concerned about lifting the curse. Heart. Many people have such thoughts that after the city hall posted a notice that Ayden could take a tenth of the bounty, so many people would try their luck.

His daughter was cursed and was about to die. As a result, he was placed in a small manor outside the city, in a small warehouse to be precise. Maybe money seems to be more important than daughter.

"We just want to make sure that there will be no mistakes tonight. We didn't even kill any of the workers. Before we had time to investigate, you came."

"So you hire someone to frame me!?" Aiden drew his sword and walked a few steps forward, scared that the overseer fell back and happened to trip over the corpse on the ground. "You are no different from those bastards!"

"You, do you think we haven't thought of other ways?" The overseer kept backing back with both hands supporting his body. "Who can help us?! The Duke? The City Hall? Or the tax officer sent by the King? No one, no one. Can help us, he is the right-hand man of the Duke, an official of the city hall? They don't care about us. The king's tax officer only cares about how much tax he can receive, and will not walk out of the castle at all except collecting taxes. You Say what should we do? No one can help us, so we can only find a way to stop him."

Zelin stepped forward and pressed Aiden's shoulder.

"So, tell me." He asked the overseer. "How much do you think that poor girl is worth? Or, how much is it worth?"

"Uh...I never said..."

"Tell me, how are you different from that earl?"

"We are just, we..."

"There is no difference between you and the earl. Using your own calculations, you use people who have nothing to do with you as tools to achieve your goals." Zelin looked down at the overseer who was paralyzed on the ground. "Enough blood has been shed tonight. , Tell me where the person who casts the spell is and where is the witch hiding, I'm going to find her." There are only two ways to untie such a curse, one is to let the caster give up, and the other is to let the caster give up. The person died. For a hired person, it is not difficult for her to give up.

Especially when the king came to Island this evening, Foltest will not allow anyone to violate his ban by expelling the mages after the coup in Sinide.

"No, you can't go... If this girl gets better, the earl can form an alliance with the merchant, and then the whole Island will be..."

"Not the whole Island." Zelin coldly interrupted the supervisor's words. "It's just you. I don't care about your interests disputes, I care about the innocent person who will lose his life because of your disputes."

The overseer lowered his head, it was cold, and the moonlight was even colder. After waiting for a while, he said.

"The witch is at the Red Fox Inn outside Island. It's a casino. You can find her there."

Hearing what he said, Zelin turned and said to Aiden.

"Let's go, if there are no accidents, this **** trouble can be solved tonight, and the commission can be completed."

Aiden retracted the sword into its scabbard, shook his head, and walked to the entrance of the manor.

"I never thought that I would draw the sword and then take it back."

"Relax your mind and many things can get better." Zelin walked out of the manor just like him, no one thought about the manor, the supervisor and the things he had said. That doesn't make much sense to the demon hunter.

"No, I just..." Riding on the horse, Aiden took a deep breath. "I just feel a little tired."

Chapter 677 Lucky

Casinos, no matter what, there will be no shortage of people who want to get rich by luck or get rich overnight. Even war cannot stop this industry. In fact, Zelin sometimes sees temporary gambling venues set up near the camp when he accepts commissions near the barracks. Everyone wants some luck and excitement, the big ones are like playing cards, the medium ones are like dice, and the smaller ones are drawing cards to see how lucky they are.

Zelin didn’t know if the store with the red fox board board opened up a gambling business because the hotel’s business was not good, or because it was originally a casino just vacating a few rooms by the way, using the name of the hotel. Deal with the bailiffs, tax officials, and unwelcome people. But anyway, the sound here is very good, much better than the business at the Crossroads Hotel.

"It's definitely better to expand one more business than to stick to that business."

The casino owner has his own set of theories. Of course, whether he likes or dislikes customers, as long as they are not those who will hinder the business, he will welcome them with a smile. The premise is that he can hear the clink of coins in the customer's pocket.

Zelin just walked in, and the enthusiastic boss stared at him. Especially after seeing the demon hunter look more at the gaming table, his enthusiasm seems even greater. But this gambling of throwing dice and guessing the size did not have any appeal to Zelin.

"Are you going to try your luck at the gaming table?" The boss rubbed the silver plate in his hands with a rag, carefully cleaning up the dust on it that was almost invisible even by a demon hunter, no corners. Let go of "Do you still need a little trick to add to the fun?"

The innkeeper looked around, and suddenly lowered his voice. His voice was very quick, "You only need a small accessory to make Goddess of Luck fall in love with you, how about it? You look different from everyone else. You need something to do this business." Very good insight, you can definitely afford to pay for these accessories, you only need 30 Oren, you can win back 300 Oren at the table!"

"Really." Zelin took the talisman handed over by the innkeeper. "How can I know if this is true or not? And I have seen other people who seem to have such amulets? There is no good result for disrespect to the goddess."

The talisman has no special features, just that an ordinary pine block has been randomly carved with a few knives, and there is an inexplicable pattern, which makes people feel mysterious. But if you look closely, Zelin did find some traces of magic on the talisman.

"Come here." The innkeeper motioned to Zelin to lean on the counter. When he spoke, the fat on his chin seemed to tremble with it. "This is real magic, don't tell others, this is a lady who knows magic Helping to make it will give you good luck. Don’t worry, only the one sold to you is real, and the others are fake. I’m good at observing words and expressions, I believe I’m right, you have two swords in your body. , I won't cheat you."

Zelin can be sure that this boss also said the same when facing other people, modifying at most a few words. For example, if you have two fists that can hit people, I won't cheat you.

It is certain that the wandering witch hired by the overseer and the others is here. This seems to have taken some other jobs to subsidize living expenses. Although wondering why a witch would accept such a commission, after all, as far as Zelin knew, Marty could earn a very considerable amount of gold by performing abortions for a lady without any sequelae. Not to mention wandering, the first time a demon hunter heard that there would be witches being treated as wandering witches.

Put the jewelry back on the counter and wave your hand to indicate that you don't need it. Even if this thing is really useful, he doesn't need it, his luck is always good.

Seeing that his promotion was ineffective, the innkeeper curled his lips and started to wipe the silver plate that he could use as a glass mirror again.

Not a few steps away, Zelin heard that the innkeeper at the back had found another sales target. He seemed to be a guy who had lost terribly at the gambling table. "Hey, for the sake of your frequent visits, I have to help you. Who makes me a good person with a kind heart, come on, I have a way to make you win back all the money on the table, of course, Just a little help..."

If you don't realize that gambling needs to be stopped in time, even the goddess of luck will not be able to save them.

Taking advantage of no one's attention here, Ze Lin turned and walked towards the second floor of the hotel. Aiden didn't come over, he was watching outside, no one knew if anyone would come after him, and he said he was going to take a cool breeze and take a break. But as long as the wandering witch can stop and touch the curse, everything is over.