When the young witch uttered the words Heatanne, Hao Ren was taking the only rum on the table that didn't look suspicious to quench his thirst—he wasn't worried about toxins anyway—and then he was concerned about this The name responded very appropriately: spraying the wizard across the table in the face.
Well, there was no face, after all, most of the other party's face was covered by a hood, but Hao Ren still felt quite sorry...
"Ahem, I'm sorry." He waved his hand to the wizard opposite to express his apology, and the other party was also surprisingly generous, just wiped his face silently, and didn't say anything. Then Hao Ren turned his head to look at the young witch who looked like a girl: "You said that the arrested witch's name is Hesianna?"
Before the young witch could speak, Madam Mary roared angrily: "Helen! How could you say this at will?!"
"Mary, pay attention to your attitude." The young witch didn't seem to have any fear of Madam Mary, and her tone sounded as if she was on an equal footing with her, "You don't have more say than me here. Besides, I don't I didn't say anything casually, this wizard has already investigated the clues by himself, I just told him the truth, I don't take lying as a habit like you."
"And we are short of manpower now," another witch, who was pale and seemed to be recovering from a serious illness, also said, her voice sounded hoarse and cold as if it came from an ice cave, "A man who is good at fighting Wu, and there is also a werewolf lady of pure blood (here Hao Ren means what are you talking about?), at least they are not enemies—especially when we have to deal with a common enemy."
Mrs. Mary stared at the two witches, the blood vessels in her neck moved like poisonous snakes, but she finally calmed down, and the young witch named Helen looked at Hao Ren curiously: " Wizard, do you know Heather Anna?"
Hao Ren was also seriously looking at this woman named Helen. She looked like a young woman with long brown hair. She had a lovely appearance, bright blue eyes and thin lips. Although she was wearing a witch's robe, she could still It can be seen that her figure is full of charm, but it is difficult to connect her with those gloomy and weird witches who cook potions in dirty wooden houses just from the temperament.
This appearance is probably a disguise, but Hao Ren still couldn't help observing carefully, and tried to recall if there was a subordinate with a temperament similar to Helen's around Hessiana: It is quite easy for a vampire to disguise himself as a wizard , with their superb magic skills, it was even easier for them to pretend to be wizards than Hao Ren.
Hearing Helen's inquiry, Hao Ren quickly weighed it up and made an expression of uncertainty: "I do know a... friend named Heather Anna, but the person I told you about should just have the same name, the one I know The guy is not a blood mage."
Of course, the word "blood mage" in the mouth of these witches may not necessarily be the truth.
"Really, it should be just the same name. After all, we didn't know Hessiana knew a wizard like you." Helen nodded, "Wizard, now you know part of our situation. In exchange, don't you Should I tell you about your information?"
Hao Renxin said that he, who temporarily travels through time and space to make soy sauce, doesn't need to talk about professional ethics with you ancient people who may have died centuries ago, so he took out the holy silver dagger from his waist on the spot and said nonsense: "Several witchers may be approaching here."
Sure enough, as soon as he uttered this "important information", the witches at the scene were suddenly quiet. Even the hooded wizard who had been sitting across the table like a wooden man thinking about life moved subtly, as if just Hearing the word "witch hunter" made him feel uncomfortable.
No one made a sound, as if the demon hunters had come nearby, and any disturbance would alarm those hunters and cause them to die.
"Then your dagger is..." Mrs. Mary looked at the holy silver dagger that Hao Ren took out in amazement, with an expression as if she had seen a ghost in daylight.
"The demon hunters are not invincible," Hao Ren continued to babble, "I killed one of them when I was being hunted down by one of them, and this short sword can prove what I said."
"Demon hunters never discard their weapons," Witch Helen said in a low voice, "and unless they voluntarily give up control of their weapons, any living body that comes into contact with their enchanted weapons will be swallowed by the power of the holy flame sealed inside... So The sword cannot have been stolen, and the only explanation is that you actually killed a witcher."
"Again, it's not that demon hunters can't be killed, they're just hard to kill." Hao Ren shrugged, "Didn't they also die in groups on the battlefield in the age of mythology?"
The hellish expression on Mrs. Mary's face finally calmed down, but her tone was still full of disbelief: "But this is not the age of mythology, and wizards are not the 'gods' of those days... Ah, by the way, you have a helper .”
Then she turned her attention to Lily who was not far away: the husky girl has been bored since she came here, and seeing Hao Ren negotiating with the witches has nothing to do with her, so she just sat at the table and ate. Special food, Hao Ren always felt that the ingredients of the food prepared by the witches were suspicious, so he couldn't eat it. However, a hungry husky didn't care about it. If it wasn't for someone watching, Lily would have climbed onto the table at this time...
"Ah? Call me?" Noticing that there was a line of sight from the side, Lily raised her head and glanced at Madam Mary in a daze, "I have something to say after I finish eating, eh, Mom, I've been running around all day long, Those two mouthfuls of dry food are not enough for me to stuff my teeth..."
Hao Ren: "...werewolves are like this, straightforward..."
Madam Mary said with a straight face, "I know."
"Ahem, let's talk about the demon hunters," Hao Ren continued, "The exact number is unknown, because I only met one of them, but what is certain is that he must have companions nearby, I suspect These demon hunters are coming to this city, because there is no other foothold nearby, and now it seems... a witch has just been caught in this city, so their target is more likely to be here .”
The witches didn't seem to have any unexpected expressions on their faces. Apart from being shocked when they first heard the exact news from the witcher, they seemed to have expected such a day. The witch with a sick face shook her head: "I didn't expect them to come so fast. It seems that we have to move faster."
"May I ask, why did you gather in this city?" Hao Ren looked at the witches, "Is it just to save another witch? Or is it for some other reason?"
"As we said just now, we are seeking the protection of a large organization," Helen said, "The blood mage named Heatherana came from a place called the City of Shadows, and there is one of the few who can give us such One of the free cities that provides shelter for such people. There, we can still study magic freely and communicate with other wizards without worrying about hunters and church knights that may appear at any time."
Mrs. Mary has also regarded Hao Ren as a rare help at this moment, and she may want to lure the "wizard" in front of her into the group through enough lures, so she no longer hides anything: "Just The City of Shadows is not open to strangers at will—just like any shelter organization, they are also worried about infiltrating spies, after all, there are too many weak guys who are frightened by the demon hunters and willingly become lackeys."
Hao Ren raised his eyelids: "So you heard that a 'messenger' from the City of Shadows was arrested, and you think this is a good opportunity to ask for a letter of introduction?"
Several witches said in unison: "What is a letter of introduction?"
"Ahem... just to give you a recommendation," Hao Ren coughed dryly, "In short, I am very interested in the 'City of Shadows' you mentioned. If possible, I hope to act with you. I think my Partners will also be willing to help…”
He turned his head and glanced, Lily looked up from the dining table: "What?"
Hao Ren bit the bullet and continued, "Ahem, my partner is sure to be willing to help—you can just nod your head."
Lily snorted and nodded.
This time, consensus was reached easily.
Hao Ren didn't expect that he planned to disguise himself as a witcher at the beginning, but in the end he would act as a wizard. He could only lament that the plan could not keep up with the changes. After chatting with a few witches about magic and the current situation, he walked aside on his own, staring at the cemetery in the mist like a lonely wizard who was tired of chatting in a daze—mainly because he was really with I'm not in the rhythm of this group of magic professionals, and I'm worried that if I continue talking nonsense, people will find that I don't know any black magic at all: the knowledge about magic that he managed to hold back is what he heard when chatting with Vivian. It's okay to talk a few words, but it's not enough to really discuss it with people.
But the hooded wizard who had been silent all this time stood up and came to Hao Ren's side quietly like a wandering spirit.
Hao Ren turned his head and glanced at the hooded man: "I thought you were sitting there and fell asleep."
"I just don't like to talk, especially when a group of women are making noise." The hooded man said in a low voice. This was the first time Hao Ren heard the other's voice since we met.
"Do you need me?" Hao Ren frowned.
"You're not interested in the City of Shadows," the hooded wizard said bluntly after a moment of silence, "You don't really want to help, what you want is something else."
This time, it was Hao Ren's turn to show a hellish expression.