From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Judd is really experienced. When he dodged sideways, he expected that there would be a follow-up pursuit. During the dodge, he made another Alder seal behind him, and the two oncoming attacks Arrows go off course.

He also succeeded in making himself move a certain distance with the help of reaction force.

At this moment, he already had the thought of retreating. I was originally provoked by this kid by burning crystals, but now I see it is a trap. Now that the opponent's army has turned back, there is even less possibility of him fighting the army head-on.

Judd looked around, only to find that the sack-like encirclement had slowly surrounded him in the center, with dozens of bows and arrows pointed at him, and there was almost no possibility of breaking through.

The only slightly weaker direction seems to be the direction of that noble imp behind him?

By the way, if you can capture the opponent?

Judd looked back, only to find that Lan had regained consciousness at some point, and had already touched two full-body shields from his feet to block him tightly.

"I am a nobleman with an army."

Out of etiquette, he didn't forget to spray one more sentence.

"Arrow!!"

The tense bowstrings made harsh sounds like the strings in the hands of a poor luthier, and the sound of the arrows piercing the air was pleasant.

Judd tried his best to toss and turn, but the light armor on his body couldn't defend against arrows at close range.

"Aggression" Within a short of breath, multiple arrows hit Judd's body.

Feeling the severe pain that was constantly superimposed on his body, and feeling the power dissipating bit by bit in his body, Judd clenched his teeth and stared at the two shields in front of him.

Why, why should I be given to a lunatic witcher like a cargo by fate, and this kid was born noble, and having such an army is like child's play.

Why should I meet this kind of guy just before I can change my own destiny!

Anger squeezed out the last trace of Judd's strength. He tremblingly took out the backpack at his waist, and there was a strangely shaped clay pot in his hand.

Lan, who was hiding behind the shield, was waiting for the rain of arrows to pass, when suddenly he saw a round thing burning with sparks flying behind the shield.

After rolling twice on the ground, it was a clay pot with a narrow top and a wide bottom. It seemed to have a special layered design. The fuze extending from the pot was about to burn out. Lane was quite familiar with this look.

【Honeycomb Bomb】

"Fuck!"

After throwing the bomb, Judd, who was exhausted, fell to the ground. The blood in his body protruded into the soil under his body like money. He tremblingly took out a bottle of potion and wanted to pour it into his mouth, but he didn't. strength to open.

After trying twice to uncork the bottle with one hand and failing, Judd looked in the direction of the bomb. He saw the noble boy tumbling out from behind the shield in a panic. devour.

"Master Earl!"

All the soldiers screamed in panic, and the eyes of the three attendants were reddened.

Judd can see more from this close distance. He saw scattered metal fragments shooting out in the air, and the furthest flying pieces even hit himself, causing pain to the bone.

But when these shrapnel hit the opponent's armor, they instantly turned into pieces like wood chips.

The flame is more like a lover's hand, it just touches the other person's body and then disappears.

The shock wave generated by the explosion was even more like a breeze, and he couldn't even lift the opponent's body for a moment, just shaking the rolling body.

Why are bombs so weak? Obviously, the shield wrapped with iron sheets on both sides has become a sieve...

What kind of material is the armor that the kid is wearing?

The attendant Sward strode forward, drew his sword and stabbed Judd to the end, vowing to kill the person who hurt his earl.

"I want to live!" It was Lan who shouted immediately after hearing the voices of the attendants. He knew that there would definitely be extremely angry soldiers killing the demon hunter to vent their anger, and then his work would be in vain.

Sward, who heard Lann's roar, was relieved, but the castration remained undiminished. He turned the tip of his sword and stabbed it into the opponent's knee twice, and vented his anger and stomped on the opponent's arm that was fumbling for the potion.

A series of slashes caused the demon hunter to scream.

The attendant Ace strode forward, slid and knelt down and put Lane's head on his lap, beckoned to several vice-captains to tear off Lane's helmet, and then frantically picked up Lane's armor.

Lan En only felt his whole body relax, and the fresh air finally came in again. The feeling of dizziness is still there, and now he only feels lingering fear.

Not to mention the pain of visceral displacement, the bloody smell in his mouth made him nauseous. After all, he ate a fantasy version of the grenade head-on, and he was lucky to be alive with all his beard and tail.

[Mountainless]: When dodging, the damage value of the attack is reduced by 80%. Adrenaline Toxin Increase: +4%. (4/5)

Lann made a rolling movement at the last moment, but fortunately, the skills produced by the system are really powerful. Really, as long as you make a rolling movement, no matter what degree of damage is applied to the body, it can be reduced by 80%.

Fortunately, Lann responded quickly. Now that he thinks about it carefully, even if there is only 20% of the power left, he feels that he will lose half of his life now. If he takes all the damage, Lan will probably ascend to heaven on the spot, and there is no need to wait for Cintra to destroy the country. up.

Careless, after all, I still underestimated the witcher.

It took Lann a while to finally straighten up. He refused the support of the people around him, and walked slowly to the side of the demon hunter. The majestic opponent just now was covered in blood, his body was covered with arrows and shrapnel, and he even lost his legs.

With the medical technology of this era, there is no possibility of healing such an injury with pierced legs, even with the use of magic.

The witcher in front of him was no longer a threat.

Lann slowly stepped forward to open the potion that Judd was holding in his hand at the last moment, and slowly poured half of it into the opponent's mouth to prevent the opponent from dying suddenly due to his injuries.

While filling the medicine, Lan said softly:

"I respect the group of demon hunters very much, and I even dare to say that I am one of the people in the world who respect and understand demon hunters the most, but you are different from those demon hunters—the leader of the thieves group. "

He stared at those amber pupils and said word by word, "So I won't give you the treatment I imagined to be a witcher, and what happened to you next, I believe you often give it to others."

"I still have a lot of things I want to know, so please be honest in the future and don't waste our time with each other—Mr. Cat Pie."

[Mission - Wandering Gang - Completed]

[Character level increase +1]