Demon Hunter: I became a god in the demon hunting world

Uncle O'Neill was the Sheriff of the small village outside Odinburg when Dick hunted the water ghost for the first time.

The young man asked this question after watching Kebi grow up since he was a child.

"Everything has been done, everything has been done. Don't worry, he is safe." Fisher said quickly.

"By the way, Dick and I also brought back so many horses. Without the witcher, I would never have been able to do it.

"When this war is over," Kebi pondered slightly, "give Dick a large amount of money. This is also his military exploits. You must record it, you know?"

"I know. So, young master, should we start setting up fortifications now?"

"Well, now I will convey the order." Kebi swept away the decadence on his face, straightened his back, and said in a deep voice.

Orders were passed quickly one after another, and hundreds of soldiers carried out Kebi's instructions in an orderly manner.

Several catapults were slowly moved to the platform above the turret, dozens of quivers were filled with sharp arrows that had just been made and smelled of wood, and some breaches in the city wall were repaired in time...

Fisher was very relieved. It seemed that Master Kebi was still very good and had not been disturbed in any way.

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The witcher and the quasi-warlock walked to the street of the market, but the sun had not yet set. The afterglow of the setting sun filled the buildings on both sides, which looked very soft at first glance.

But the bustling crowds of the past have disappeared. Every shop door on the street is closed, and it is extremely quiet. You can only occasionally hear the chirping of sparrows in the trees on both sides.

It seems that these residents have learned that Cato's army is going to attack the castle.

The sorceress turned her head and said: "Dick, it seems that we can't eat this dinner, so I can only go back and cook whatever I want."

"No," said Dick, "come with me."

The sorceress didn't ask any questions and walked forward side by side with a smile.

Then the two of them walked to the door of a shop, which was the shop where Dick usually ate.

The witcher has keenly heard the heartbeat of someone inside through the hunter's senses.

He knocked on the door: "Boss, I'm Dick, can you open the door? We'll have a meal and leave."

There was no response from inside.

However, when the witcher activated his witcher senses, the heartbeat of the vendor inside became even more intense.

Dick didn't want to force anyone to do anything, so he could only point at the warlock with a little helplessness and said, "It seems you can really only take a bite."

The sorceress looked indifferent, and Dick was about to turn around and go home.

There was a "crunch" behind him, and Dick stopped and saw that the store door was opened a crack, revealing the hawker's head.

The vendor did not look at the two of them first. Instead, he rolled his eyes, looked around, and then retracted his head in fear.

Then the crack in his door became wider again, and the vendor lowered his voice and said: "Master Demon Hunter, Ms. Shia, come in quickly, the Cato people will be here soon."

The two smiled at each other and walked sideways into the vendor's shop.

Then the vendor quickly closed the door tightly and bolted it, then patted his chest and took a deep breath.

Looking back, he saw Dick's half-smiling expression, and quickly explained: "Master Demon Hunter, don't mind it, those Cato demons are really scary. I feel something is stirring outside now, and I think it's them coming. Seriously, I was so scared that I wet my pants.”

Hearing this, Shia on the side covered her mouth and laughed.

"Boss, would you like to prepare some dinner for me and Miss Shia?"

"It's convenient, you two, please take a seat."

The two found a table in the corner and sat down.

Because the store is closed, even the outside of the windows is covered with protective wooden boards, so the light inside the store is relatively dark.

The vendor thoughtfully lit two candles and placed them on the table for the two of them. The orange light was dimmed and light yellow covered the surroundings of the table and sprinkled on the two of them.

Dick felt inexplicably warm and at ease.

He noticed that the quasi-warlock opposite him no longer tensed up.

Then, the vendor brought two more steaming steaks.

"Miss Shia, Master Demon Hunter, is it okay to eat this?"

"Of course you can, and this is steak. Did the cow from a nearby family die of old age?" Dick asked.

"No, this afternoon, many people came from the surrounding villages, and now they have been arranged into other residents' houses.

"One of them brought the cattle, and the farmer said that it might be snatched away by Cato anyway, so he might as well just kill it and eat it to reward himself.

"And the noble lord didn't object, so I bought some. This is fresh prime beef!"

"Then we're in good time." Dick joked, "Then can you get something to drink for the lady opposite me?"

"How about wild grape juice? Ms. Shia." The vendor looked at the quasi-warlock.

"Of course it's possible."

"Master Dick, what are you drinking?"

"Give me a glass of wild grape juice, too, and let me see how wild it is."

"Okay, then you have come to the right place. Please wait a moment." The hawker's face was filled with confidence, and then he went to work in the kitchen.

Shia was indeed hungry. She cut a small piece of beef with a knife and fork, put it in her mouth and chewed it quickly with her mouth closed.

Then he swallowed it slowly and nodded with satisfaction.

In this half minute, Dick devoured half of the steak.

"You eat really fast." Shia smiled.

"We're used to it. Demon hunters have always been like this. We have to hurry up and kill monsters and earn crowns." The demon hunter wiped the corners of his mouth casually.

"Dick, I really thank you for saving me this time. I didn't expect someone to come and save me." Xia put down her knife and fork and said solemnly.

Seeing this, Dick hurriedly said: "You are someone I value, so I naturally can't let you fall into danger."

Yes, this girl had accompanied him to hunt water ghosts before, and they studied potions and sword oil together.

How could such a good tool person die casually?

When Xia heard this, her face was stained with a hint of blush, and a light flashed in her eyes: "Dick, what do you mean by someone you value?"

Seeing that the sorceress was very serious, the demon hunter panicked for no reason:

Did I say that you are a useful tool for me?

You will be angry to death at that time?

But why did I save you regardless of everything at that time?

Just because you can provide help?

However, it was difficult to explain this illogical thought. Just as she was thinking about how to speak tactfully, she heard the voice of a vendor: "You two, I've been waiting for a long time. The fresh wild grape juice is ready."

"Thank you." Xia took the cup and smiled.

"You're welcome, you're welcome. Please enjoy. This grape juice is refreshing and should be drunk slowly with steak."

After that, the vendor found a seat far away from the two of them and sat down. He obviously didn't want to disturb the guests.

Xia picked up the cup and put it to her mouth. Her nose could already smell the unique fruit fragrance of fresh grapes. She took a sip with her thin lips and frowned slightly.

Then she put down the wine glass and looked at the demon hunter without saying a word.

She finally understood the vendor's reason for drinking grape juice with steak.

Dick was confused by the look and didn't think much. He held the handle of the cup tightly, raised his chin and took a big gulp. Then he quickly put down the cup and put on a mask of pain on his face.