I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

There seemed to be a deep meaning in Fu Rui's words.

John spent the night in the field.

He really misses the tent from another world.

"I thought I could catch one or two magical creatures, but it seems impossible."

The unwilling John walked around the forest again, but found nothing.

Some squirrels, however, were crawling up and down the trees with nuts.

John raised his hand to catch a fallen squirrel.

I poked the squirrel's bulging cheek with my finger, and the nuts fell out.

Putting down the squirrel, John walked over to Poirot.

The huge bear skin was still on Polo's back. He was not short of money now, so wearing the bear skin was a bit of a hindrance.

"Just go and make a cloak."

Thinking of this, John took the bear skin and rode on the horse, heading towards the town.

Although he can make it himself, but with this time, John feels that he can find a place to sell the ring.

There are tailors in the town. When I left yesterday, I saw one at the market.

"Let's go when the cloak is ready."

Having not encountered any magical creatures in the town to complete the experience, John is ready to go to the next place.

Re-entering the town, John noticed something was wrong.

He looked up, the round tower was still there, and there was a bad feeling in the market.

Find a tailor shop, the owner is a woman who still has charm.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the bearskin.

John paid two gold coins and asked her to expedite the process for him.

The boss nodded again and again. It's been a long time since such a big deal happened.

Out of the tailor shop, John is going to sell a ring.

He was used to spending Galleons, so he was generous with his shots.

This left him with insufficient money to sell the ring.

Although Emily still owed herself a large sum of money, it wasn't time to pay the bill yet.

He couldn't find a place that sold rings.

Instead, meet old acquaintances first.

It is not right to say that they are acquaintances.

They only met once.

In the tavern yesterday.

Fu Rui's men.

The fierce bald head blocked John's way.

In his hand, he held a two-handed knife that didn't look easy to mess with.

There are six people behind him, holding different weapons, watching John covetously.

"You're here." The bald man stared at John viciously, "The lesser evil, witcher."

Today happened to be a festival in the town, but no one dared to come in that direction.

John thought for a while, not wanting to cause trouble, and said, "I said I was passing by, do you believe me?"

He really didn't intend to take care of things here, after all, neither side is a good person.

I don't know why both the wizard and Fu Rui blackmailed me.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the murderous aura emanating from these seven people, it is known that many lives have been infected on their hands.

They stared at John covetously, and one of them raised his crossbow and aimed at John.

As long as John does not make a choice, the arrow will be shot at John.

John sighed, what is this?

Force a choice?

"So what are you going to do?" John was a little curious about what Fu Rui was going to do.

Several people on the opposite side looked at each other, and the bald man said honestly, "If that wizard doesn't come out, we will kill everyone in this town."

"So he's out?" John looked at them like they were idiots.

This look made the bald head very uncomfortable.

"Fu Rui is negotiating with him."

In John's view, such a method is very low-level.

This kind of method is okay to deal with saints, but it is extremely useless to deal with villains.

John zoomed in and heard an argument.

"Even if you kill everyone, even people from other villages, I won't go out, let alone let people in."

It was the wizard's voice.

Other villages: listen to me thank you...

Facing Furi's threat, the wizard made the most unkind choice.

It is completely different from the various bright and great images he showed in front of John yesterday.

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

A rough voice sounded, and John glanced at the seven people who were wary of him.

Facing the witcher, they would actually feel nervous even if they said insulting words on their lips.

Just one look made the man with the crossbow very nervous.

The arrow pierced through the air and shot towards John.

Before approaching John, the bow and arrow was fixed in the air by John raising his hand.

"what is this?"

Staring at the arrow, the arrow gave off a different feeling.

This arrow has the ability to target wizards.

Functions a bit like the magic loop that John made.

"Weapons designed to deal with wizards?" John pondered.

The people over there have already been killed.

"Show me your strength!"

A bald man brandished a big knife and roared.

John looked up, petrified.

For a moment, the bald body froze.

He fell straight down.

Others rushed up, and John drew his silver sword.

Raising his hand and hitting the object magic, he grabbed one person and threw it out. The sword body blocked the cutting edge, and the sword body was rotated to cut off the sword directly.

Turning around and kicking on the blocking shield, John jumped up and stabbed straight in the air, and the sword pierced into the human body through the oak shield.

The silver light cut out, and between breaths, only one of the seven people remained.

The one with the bow and crossbow drew out his sword and rushed forward.

Without looking, John raised his left hand and sent the man flying into the wall.

Just as John was about to withdraw his sword, he heard footsteps.

"Yardani!"

There was a scream, and John glanced back.

Furi sees John knocking one of his men into the air.

She took a hostage, the girl who led John the way yesterday, Marika.

"You made your choice." She looked at John with anger and sadness in her eyes.

"I'll kill everyone here until Stregobor comes down!"

She was like a lioness who had lost her child, the sharp blade was chilling on Marika's skin.

John raised his left hand, Fu Rui sneered: "Magic is useless to me."

"Useless?" John thought for a while and said, "Are you sure?"

Fu Rui pushed away Marika and quickly killed John.

Her sword light is sharp, obtained through countless fights.

John used the magic of capturing objects, but found that it was really useless.

It surprised him.

He thought of Hagrid, the giant's skin that deflected magic.

Is Fu Rui a mixed race?

John switched to another spell, and he snapped his fingers.

The door shattered behind Furi, and Furi was fine.

"It really is."

Dodging another sword, John raised his sword and blocked it.

Pressing Fu Rui's attacking swordsman with his left hand, John twisted hard, but he didn't let her go.

"Kill me before I can stop!"

Fu Rui said viciously, and with the other hand, she drew a small sword and attacked John.

John backed away.

Furi is angry, so she plays brutally.

John was silent for a moment, and drew out a wand in his left hand.

Fu Rui has a small sword in her left hand, and a sword stand in her right hand.

Fry was puzzled for a moment when she saw John's wand.

But soon she attacked again.

John judged that Fu Rui's swordsmanship level should soon reach level 6.

Under the two swords, Fu Rui cooperated seamlessly, one long and one short, the left hand was fast and the right hand was heavy.

But with such an attack and defense, it was still unable to break through John's sword.

After a series of attacks, the wand pierced through her right hand silently like a poisonous snake.

Immediately afterwards was the impenetrable silver sword offensive.

There were wounds on Fu Rui's body, the heaviest ones were on her arms and thighs, and blood flew across her body, causing her to mess up her steps.

Fu Rui retreated again and again, the wound on her right hand made her grip on the sword a little unstable.

John dropped ten times with one force, the silver light swayed across the sword, cut off Fu Rui's sword and flew out, and the silver sword touched Fu Rui's neck.

Knowing that she was no match, Fu Rui took a deep breath and begged, "Can you give me a hug?"

"No." John swung his sword, and Fu Rui fell down.

Seeing Fu Rui's body soaked in blood, John stood silent with his sword.

"I was really passing by."

He looked melancholy, did these people not listen to others?

Suddenly Harry felt like a wise man.

At this time, the talents in the market slowly came over.

They saw the brutality of the fight.

Tracegobel came too, staring excitedly at the fallen Fry.

"Marika, Marika!"

He called Marika's name loudly, and Marika came out, and he said excitedly: "Get me a cart, I'm going to take the person to the tower for autopsy."

He looked at the experimental product like a mad scientist, with fanaticism in his eyes, and he didn't take human life seriously.

John raised his sword and tapped the wizard on the shoulder with the spine.

Only then did Stregobor remember that there was a witcher here.

Seeing the blood-stained blade, there was a moment of fear in his eyes.

"Are you crazy? Her mutation will affect other people, so these people will follow her."

He thought that John disagreed with his dissection, and said angrily: "You followed her way, didn't you?"

"I suggest you don't touch him." John found more and more people around him.

But this gave Stregobor confidence and thought of a way.

His tone turned into sarcasm: "Demon hunter, you killed people in the streets of Balvi, you abused lynching, and flouted the law."

Instigated by him, those onlookers also became agitated.

Everyone yelled at John.

A member of the crowd yelled, "Bastard!"

The tavern owner cursed: "You are a beast!"

The woman in beige clothes: "You killed her."

Long-haired man: "Go on, you butcher."

They all insulted John, and Stregobel felt that he had won.

He slowly approached John and said, "You have made a choice, and you will never know whether it is right or wrong."

His smile is so annoying.

The crowd was furious, and a man picked up a stone and threw it at John, and it landed at John's feet.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people picked up stones and threw them at John.

Suddenly, a stone flew towards John.

Before hitting the body, the stone stopped.

John's face was calm, and he slowly put away the sword.

Looking at the shy wizard in front of him, he walked over and whispered in his ear.

"Who made you think that I would swallow my anger?"

The wizard, who was smiling just now, froze in an instant.

John put away his sword, just to make it easier to draw his wand.

"and also……"

White light flickered on the wand.

John grinned, his voice like a demon whispering.

"Who told you that I'm just a witcher?"

Moral kidnapping?

Wand waved.

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