The bandaging techniques used by professional soldiers are rough, but also very practical.

The wound on Bernie's hand that was scratched by the water ghost was finally closed with his groans.

To relieve the pain, he also ordered himself a glass of rye vodka.

"Be happy, Bernie. At least the claws of the water ghost are only dirty, but not poisonous. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to survive."

Seeing that Bernie had finally been treated, Lan En, who had been standing by the side, wiped the beer foam from his mouth and spoke to comfort him.

This wine was given to him by Philip.

After saying that, he turned around and raised his glass to the sergeant who was inviting guests.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Sergeant. But I guess you feel it's time to get down to business quickly."

Philip Strenger now had his elbows on the table and was still drinking.

"Gudu-you have already inquired about the situation just now. I have nothing to add. I really hope you can help us catch that son of a bitch. After all, Sir has entrusted this job to me. I can't handle it well."

I can’t make the difference.”

"Ahem! Ahem! You said, ahem, you said murder?! In Durnham?! There's a plague!"

In Auriden alone, more than 60% of the women screamed immediately after hearing the news, then dropped all the work in their hands and began to pray to the merciful Melitelli in a hurry.

"I don't want the armor. I'll exchange it for thirty orens."

But this also illustrates the seriousness of Dunhan's desecration.

Old Allen turned to look at his wife who was still busy in the kitchen, quickly took the two of them out of the house, and closed the door behind them.

If you don’t have money in this world, you can’t even increase your fighting power!

"Deal, we'll meet here tomorrow."

It really scared the village elder.

The young man turned his eyes and said, "Sergeant, you can't make people work well with just threats."

Even the companions beside him were startled, but Lan En didn't even move his buttocks sitting on the table, and pressed his palms down slightly in mid-air.

Lan En spread his hands, "I smelled the smell of corpses as soon as I entered the village."

"I hate bargaining, so this is the final price, is it acceptable?"

"Me?" Lan En frowned slightly, leaning on the table while sitting. "Of course I'm happy to have something to do, but I just recently received a long-term commission."

Bad news about faith spreads through the village like a plague.

As the village elders speculated, the news of the murder in Durham could not be suppressed.

"Oh! Yes, I forgot, we placed the unfortunate guy here! Hey, you demon hunters have smart noses! Just as you said, we will wait for you here tomorrow."

But when Bernie, together with Lan, told old Allen that he was going to assist in the investigation of the Durnham murder case.

And the savings left by Bordon can be replenished into his small treasury.

Lan En originally thought that having fifty or sixty oren would be enough. After all, he was just assisting in investigating the case. It was different from Bordon's situation of directly paying for his life with more than three hundred oren.

After waiting, he still needs to practice alchemy and stock up on magic potions and alchemy bombs.

Along the road back to where the boat was parked, Bernie injured one of his hands, but it did not prevent him from steering the boat.

"What do you say, witcher?"

After a lot of trouble, it turned out to be a little earlier than the time we returned to Oriden yesterday.

"Lan En, I will ask Ivan to repair your sword now. I'll leave the matter of Dunham to you. Our fishing ground is not in a hurry. Anyway, Bernie is also injured now and will have to recover for a few days. But blasphemy to Meritelli.

Oh, these words came out of my mouth! Please catch the murderer!"

Although he doesn't use money much now, that's because his cooperation with O'Riden has resulted in minimal logistical pressure on him.

In rural areas, women's productivity cannot be underestimated. They sew, cook, wash, and take care of young children. Families without women are considered incomplete and unreliable in rural areas.

Calculating the time and distance traveled by the incident, the rumor spread at a fairly normal speed.

An old smoker who has been smoking tobacco for decades couldn't take a breath and almost coughed out his eyeballs.

The Melitelli faith, a sect that does not fight for anything and is purely dedicated to the poor, is unprecedented in Lan En's historical knowledge, and it can be called a king.

An unexpected surprise.

Phillip slammed the wine glass on the table, making a loud noise.

"We came here by boat today, and I have to ride my horse. And why here, because I have to see the body first."

"Why tomorrow?" Philip's cheeks were red and he smelled of wine. "Why here?"

Philip nodded impatiently. The spare armor for an officer like him would not be worse than the standard armor. It was not easy to buy it for thirty oren.

Suddenly there are so many women who can't do the work, O'Riden has come to a standstill!

And think about it again, Dunhan usually undertakes the faith of dozens or hundreds of villages within a two to three days' journey.

Lan En helped Bernie up, nodded to the dozen soldiers, and walked out of the tavern.

Who knew that the Jazz could actually offer two hundred orens as a bounty!

It's hard to say whether a village in Willen can earn two hundred oren a year.

So Lan En has nothing to shirk. His skill level is not enough, so he can use extraordinary perception to make up for it.

It can be seen that Philip Strenger is a generous and generous man. Even though the family has just changed, he is still enthusiastic about Lan En's ability.

There is no rush to expand the fishery, but the desecration of the place of prayer is an urgent matter in the hearts of residents in the surrounding areas.

Lan En was also very satisfied. He estimated that the money would be enough for him to make minor repairs to the Advanced Bear School suit left by Bordon.

As far as Lan En could see, even a woman like Mrs. Donner, who could be optimistic and cheerful in the face of hardships and hardships, was now clutching her clothes and looking around, completely at a loss.

"Whoa~ calm down, man."

Phillip muttered something impatiently, then turned to look at Lan En.

Even the most nonchalant men on weekdays were frightened, not to mention the women who were the main subjects of belief.

"I can apply to the knight for a reward of two hundred orens, and I can give you another set of my spare armor, which is at least better than your cotton suit."

Lan En himself does not believe in God, but during the time he has lived here, he can almost understand the fear in old Allen's heart.

Lan En turned his head and glanced at Bernie, only to see that he also looked hopeful.

Lan En nodded and comforted the helpless old Allen.

"We can't let Xibona know about this, she will be frightened and whipped out. But how can we stop this kind of news?!"

"Can't we start work today? It would be great if we go to Durnham quickly and put an end to this troublesome matter."

Lan En patiently explained to the drunken sergeant.

The poorer you are in such a poor place, the greater the proportion of faith in people's lives.

In fact, it was the current level of [Trace Detection] that made Lan En feel a little unsure.

"Huh?" Philip raised his head.

The old man was holding his pipe and murmuring in a low voice.

The response to my return this time was much more normal, and the village couldn't afford to hold cocktail parties every day.

It was not the three people present who spread the news to the village, but the fishermen who went out to fish spontaneously collected news and rumors from all along the coast.

But the young man said that he definitely couldn't say that. If his business ability was lacking, would he still have to make a living in Willen in the future?

"Don't worry about the commissions from those shabby villages, Demon Hunter. You have to know that you are brought to me as a suspect now. Even if I detain you for a few months, it is legal and reasonable in the territory of Viren!"

Just thinking about hundreds of villages shutting down in panic will make people sweat in the back. It’s no wonder the lord doesn’t pay attention to it.

New book for newcomers! Please collect it! Please recommend it! Please read it!!! (ω)

ps: Now the Bloody Baron sounds like Jack Wells in my mind.

ps2: Thanks to Keng Hao for this reward to the enemy!!!
Chapter completed!