Rogge didn't say anything after hearing this. He nodded slightly and turned his head away.
Hudson didn't seem to care about Anna's family situation. He was just concentrating on drawing something on Anna's son Mark's forehead with his fingers.
Soon, Hudson took out another spirit image and placed it on Mark's forehead, chanting a spell.
This statue looks like what can only be described as a stone with special patterns.
After Hudson did this, Mark's complexion returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Hudson spent about ten to twenty minutes, and Anna watched worriedly from the side.
"alright."
Hudson turned his head and looked at Roger calmly.
For him, this was the transaction condition given by Rogge, and he was not helping Anna and her son.
"… Sir, how much is it? Please tell me the number."
Anna hesitated for a moment, but still spoke through gritted teeth.
Hudson remained silent and looked at Roger.
"I don't know much about your market..." Rogge hesitated for a moment and smiled, "One silver coin."
Anna was stunned when she heard this, but then she shook her head and spoke with a determined look.
"Mr. Roger, you and Mr. Hudson are both really good people, much kinder than those believers in the church, but I can't take advantage of you because of this."
"You saved Mark. This is a great favor. If it weren't for you two, Mark would probably..."
As she was talking, Anna fumbled in her pocket, took out the money, fumbled again, and after making sure there was no money left, she stuffed it all into Roger's hands.
"... Mr. Roger, this may not be enough for your price... But this is all I have for now..."
Roger raised his hand to stop her, took some money casually, and gave it back to her: "We don't lack money to buy bread."
"Take it."
After hearing what Roger said, Anna hesitated for a moment and finally accepted the money.
Mark had just recovered, and she still needed some money to buy medicine for him.
But just when Anna was about to open her mouth to thank him, a voice was heard at the door.
“… This way, believer!”
"Two damn witches are casting witchcraft on my son in my house!"
"They also cheated my wife out of her money!"
Roger had sharp hearing, and even though the sound was a little far away, he could hear it clearly.
His expression turned cold.
Roger didn't want to get involved in the matter between Anna and her alcoholic husband. After all, it was someone else's family affair.
But now, this alcoholic seems to be reluctant to spend the money for treatment, so he came up with some crooked methods...
Hudson seemed to have heard the sound as well.
But he appeared unusually calm and indifferent.
"Go through the back door."
"What's going on?" Anna was a little confused and was about to go up to open the door to check, but was stopped by Hudson and asked about the location of the back door.
Soon, Hudson walked in another direction.
But he couldn't help but frowned when he looked at the motionless Rogge.
"You're not going to leave?"
"No." Rogge shook his head slightly, looking ahead with a cold look in his eyes: "You are not going to leave like this."
"Wait for me at your house."
Hudson frowned even deeper when he heard this.
After hesitating for a moment, he stopped and walked to Roger's side.
"It's hard to understand how you've survived until now."
He sighed slightly.
Roger looked at him in surprise: "This is not within the scope of the transaction."
"If you die, all my previous expenses will be wasted."
Hudson said calmly.
As he spoke, he took out a flintlock rifle with special patterns from his waist.
Of course, if he wasn't sure he could get out of this unscathed, he wouldn't have rashly gotten involved in this mess.
To be honest, it was impossible for him to have any life-threatening friendship with Rogge, a person with whom he had only a business relationship.
Several years of career as an exorcist has left him with only the ability to weigh the pros and cons rationally.
"Okay, I owe you one."
Roger nodded.
After saying that, he walked towards the door of Anna's house.
"Gentlemen, please leave!"
At this time, Anna also heard the noise outside the door clearly. She felt angry and urged Rogge anxiously.
Rogge shook his head slightly: "Stay away."
Then he walked forward and opened the door of Anna's house.
Anna's alcoholic husband was walking towards this side with several people wearing believers' robes.
"It's right here." Anna's alcoholic husband pointed to the door of his house. When he saw Roger, he became even more excited: "It's them two!"
"Especially the guy with skin as white as paper, he must be a witch in human skin!"
The leading believer looked over upon hearing this.
After glancing at Hudson, he frowned.
But when he saw Rogge, his pupils shrank instantly.
Isn't this the witch who massacred the church members in Nadwilo? !
His scalp felt tingling.
This guy is a sorcerer who can be easily killed even by the devout knights of the church!
He thought that the drunkard was just a liar who was pretending to be a ghost, and originally planned to arrest and put him on trial.
did not expect…
This guy is a real witch!
You want me to burn him to death
"Oh? The Mother Goddess Church?"
Seeing the familiar symbol on the believer's chest, Roger's smile became a little playful.
I have to say, it’s true that enemies often meet in a narrow road.
“That’s them! That’s them!”
"My Lord Believer! Send them to the stake!"
The drunkard hid behind the believer, speaking viciously and looking at Rogge with resentment.
That stupid woman Anna actually planned to give the money to these two guys!
How can I buy wine
For your mother!
The believer could not help but roar in his heart, wishing he could slap the damn drunkard to death, but now that things had come to this, he could only say in a timid tone: "Witch! You have committed an unforgivable crime in Nadwilo, and the Mother Goddess will punish you!"
"If you surrender now, maybe we can let you go!"
"I am a kind person, and I might be able to ask for you..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw to his horror that Rogge had taken out a sharp spear out of thin air and threw it at him.
He subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes, but the expected pain did not come, instead a scream came from the side.
“Ah—ah!”
The drunkard was nailed directly to the wall behind him by the spear, and his chest was pierced. The severe pain made him struggle and scream, but he dared not move, and blood flowed down.
"ah!"
They usually bully and deceive civilians, so how could they have ever seen such a scene
This kind of thing can only be handled by true believers, missionaries and devout knights!
“Run away!”
They were so frightened that they tried to escape in all possible ways.
Seeing this, Hudson frowned, took a look at the gun in his hand, and put it down.
Then he flipped his hand and took out three small daggers from his waist bag.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The three believers had fear in their eyes. They covered their necks, hearts and other vital parts one after another and fell to the ground.
"ah-"
“Murder!”
There was another scream nearby, and it seemed that someone had discovered what was happening.
"You owe me twice."
"I will be targeted by the Mother God Church."
Hudson frowned and walked over to Roger.
To be honest, if he had known this would happen, he probably wouldn't have agreed to come here.
However, in the situation just now, he could not avoid being targeted by the Mother Goddess Church if he did not take action.
So, after weighing the pros and cons, he decided to kill these three believers and make Roger, the potion master, owe him a favor to offset some of the losses.
"good."
Roger nodded.
Then he slowly walked towards the drunkard.
At this time, in Anna's room at the back, Anna and another teenager also saw this scene and couldn't help but cover their mouths in horror.
"dad!"
Young Mark looked at this scene, and infinite anger rose in his heart.
As soon as he woke up, he saw this scene.
Rogge ignored the sound coming from behind.
He walked up to the drunkard with a calm expression.
"Why do you do that?"
"Help..." The drunkard's lips moved, his voice trembled, and he looked at Rogge with fear on his face.
"In all fairness, we didn't have to come."
"But we still saved your son."
"But, because we might have left you without money for alcohol, you reported us to the church and tried to have us burned at the stake..."
Roger took the dagger and gently patted his disgusting face.
"Tell me, should I kill you?"
Hearing what Roger said, the drunkard became even more frightened.
"No, you can't kill me!"
He noticed Mark and Anna in the back.
"Anna! Mark! Help! Help me!"
"Mark! I'm your father! Save me!"
After that, he begged for mercy from Rogge again.
"Sir, sir, please forgive me! I know I was wrong, but I still have a wife and children to support. Please forgive me for their sakes and have mercy on me..."
He cried bitterly, and when his life was about to come to an end, he finally felt fear.
"Dad!" Seeing this, Mark became furious and prepared to grab a weapon.
But Anna at the side held him tightly, and shook her head at him with red eyes.
Seeing this scene, she felt uncomfortable and didn't want her husband to die in front of her.
But she also knew why her husband had ended up in such a situation.
Letting my son go up would probably only lead to more accidents.
See this situation.
Rogge's expression remained calm, showing no sign of wavering.
Anna and her son are indeed pitiful.
But it's different from saying this guy deserves to die.
Then, the dagger in his hand suddenly turned.
Phew!
With a slight sound, the dagger pierced into his temple at an extremely fast speed and pierced his head.
The drunkard's begging for mercy came to an abrupt end.
"you… "
After the drunkard uttered such a weak ending sound from his throat, his eyes gradually became dull and his head tilted weakly.
The pupils of the mother and son behind him constricted.
Rogge pulled out the armor-piercing spear, put it back, and then slowly walked towards the mother and son.
Looking at the boy's hateful and confused eyes, Rogge looked calm.
"Your name is Mark?"
The boy was a little overwhelmed at this time, but he still resolutely blocked his mother behind him and glared at Roger: "Asshole, what do you want to do!"
Seeing this, Roger smiled.
At least, Anna's family still has a pillar who can support the family.
"Whether you are grateful to me or hate me."
"Take care of your mother, son."
After saying that, he lowered the hood on his clothes, pulled up the scarf, and left in the shadows with Hudson, leaving behind only a receding back.
After seeing him leave, Mark’s body softened, and his already exhausted body collapsed.
Anna quickly supported him, showing concern and distress.
"Mom, they are the ones who saved me, right?"
Mark raised his head and looked at his mother in confusion.
The mother pursed her lips and finally nodded.
"Then why did he kill my father..."
"Why… "
Hearing this, Anna's tears suddenly burst out, and she could only cover her mouth to stop herself from crying out loud.
For Mark, a young boy from Giant Claw City, this day is special.
Because, while he gained a savior, he also gained an enemy who killed his father.
And both are the same person.
This made Mark feel unprecedentedly confused. He had never imagined that these two extreme words, benefactor and enemy, could be combined in one person at the same time.
But for him, repaying a favor or seeking revenge are both luxuries.
Because he still has to support this family that is missing a corner...
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