The Witcher: Darkness Falls

"Wake up! Wake up quickly! John, how many drugs did you put in him?"

"Of course it's all, I put everything in the bag yesterday!"

"Are you crazy? That's enough to make ten cows die in sleep!"

"Joey, you were the one who told me to put everything in. This guy is a demon hunter, a freak. What if he wakes up if I don't put everything in?"

"Ugh, now it's all right. I guess he's sleeping soundly and might not even wake up tomorrow morning! Can't you use your brain?"

"What should we do? Joey, shall we take the two swords? See that shiny silver one? I bet it's pure silver, and it's worth a lot of money! And the other one is simply..."

"Shut up, John. Are you blind? That's iron covered with silver! Only the middle sword core is pure silver, which is worth at most a thousand florins! The other one is made of iron, and no matter how beautiful it looks, it's not worth much!

Didn't you see him take out the money yesterday? There were at least 50,000 florins in that bag. That's the key! It's enough for us to buy a store in Dan Rowan!

But with this damn magic seal, if we don't wake him up, we can only get a silver sword!"

"What should we do? Think of a solution quickly, or I'll give him a knife and see if the pain will wake him up."

"What if he's killed? Can't you use your brain?"

……

In a daze, Leon heard someone trying to divide up his belongings.

No, that won't do. This was something he had risked his life to get, how could it be just divided up by others?

"No...don't...touch it..."

With Leon's intermittent voice, the quarrel stopped abruptly.

"Don't touch it!"

Leon muttered. He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt heavier than ever before.

Moreover, his limbs were so weak that he couldn't even lift his hands.

His first reaction was that he might have been too indulgent last night, after all, he had tried every possible position.

But he soon felt that something was wrong. He had vented like this in the past, but he would always recover the next morning and would not be like this now.

However, at this moment, his consciousness was still very confused and he couldn't think of more.

Soon, he felt someone shaking him, and his face hurt a little.

From time to time, I could hear voices like "Damn it!" "Wake up!" "Fuck..."

Slowly, the groggy feeling faded, the sounds in his ears became clearer, and his eyelids finally opened.

In front of him were two strong and ferocious men.

A man was wearing a gray-brown linen shirt and had brown hair like hay.

The other had a hooked nose, gloomy eyes, a face covered with freckles, and a brown turban on his head.

He seemed to have some impression of these two people, as if they were the two drunkards who drank at the front desk last night.

The freckled man showed a disgusting smile when he saw Leon wake up.

He excitedly said to the brown-haired man next to him, "Joey, he's awake!"

The man called Joey stepped forward, looked at Leon who was still a little confused, nodded and said: “It’s really not easy.”

John grabbed Leon's neck and asked viciously: "Freak, tell me, how do you remove the magic of the bag?"

Leon's neck was strangled, his face turned red, and he opened his mouth and made a strange giggling sound.

Joey stepped forward and pushed John away, saying, "You're choking him, let me do it!"

"Cough! Cough!" Leon fell back on the bed, coughing violently.

His mind was clear now, and he roughly recalled what happened last night.

Yesterday evening, after completing his mission, Leon came to this hotel riding an old horse he picked up.

The hotel is located in a small village within the jurisdiction of the city of Daun Rowan in the province of Vicaro.

The map shows that it is still about half a day's journey from here to Dan Rowan.

However, as it was getting dark and the mission was over, time was not so urgent. Leon did not choose to continue on his journey. Instead, he wanted to find a place to take a bath, drink some wine, and visit a whore to eliminate the fatigue of being in the wilderness for the past half month.

He remembered that when he entered the pub, it was crowded with drunkards toasting each other and having a great time.

He asked for a room and had just finished taking a shower. Before he went out to look for a room, a woman with fair skin and a proud figure came in and brought some wine.

The wine was unusually strong, far stronger than anything he had ever drunk.

So do women.

The charming figure seduced his mind, and he didn't even ask how much it cost. Anyway, no matter how expensive it was, it would only be a hundred florins, and he could afford it.

The next step is to indulge in joy and enjoy yourself.

"Where's that woman?"

Leon turned his head, trying to find the woman who accompanied him last night, but had not paid her yet.

Only then did he realize that his hands had been trapped by the hemp rope.

His arms were spread out and his hands were tied to the bed with hemp ropes, but his lower body was not trapped. However, the effect of the drug had not yet worn off and he had no strength in his legs.

Joey turned Leon's head and put a dagger against Leon's neck, threateningly asking: "Freak, are you awake now? Stop struggling, you are trapped and can't get out! Tell..."

"Water... give me water... cough cough!" Leon ignored what he said. He was now thirsty and just wanted to drink water.

"Listen, you now..." Joey pushed the dagger forward, and the tip of the knife instantly pierced into Leon's jaw a few millimeters, and blood immediately flowed out.

But Leon seemed to know nothing and continued to mutter to himself: "Give me water, I... cough cough! I'm dying of thirst!"

Joey frowned and turned to look at John: "Give him some water. He drank so much last night and you poured all the drugs into him. Give him some water to calm him down."

John poured a glass of water from the teapot on the table beside him and roughly fed Leon the water.

"Cough cough!" Leon was choked and coughed continuously, water came out of his nose, but at least his thirst was quenched.

However, before he could catch his breath, Joey once again thrust his dagger at him and asked viciously, "Now tell me, how do I remove the magic?"

This time he used a lot of force with his hand, and the dagger penetrated Leon's chin by more than a centimeter. If he used a little more force, he might have pierced his chin.

"Magic... requires a poisonous horned lizard tail..." Leon said stutteringly.

"What?" Joey leaned his head over.

Leon swallowed and said, "The tail of the poisonous horned lizard..."

Joey frowned. He had never heard of this thing.

"He's kidding you! Where did the poisonous horned lizard tail come from? If he wants to use it to remove the magic, how can he open it himself?" John said coldly from the side.

"In my saddle, damn it, how did you drug me?" Leon said with his head raised.

No one answered Leon. Joey just stared at him for a moment, then sheathed the dagger and stuck it to his neck and said viciously: "You'd better tell the truth! Keep an eye on him, I'll be back soon!"

Joey let go and immediately left the room.

John walked forward and stared at Leon coldly.

Leon panted, feeling his strength gradually returning.

But now he is still a little short of breaking the hemp rope that is tied to his arms.

"And what of that woman?" he asked. "What did you do with her?"

John grinned and chuckled, "What an idiot! Haven't you reacted yet?"

Lyon understood immediately.

"Is she in cahoots with you? No wonder..."

No wonder he didn’t realize he was drugged. It turned out the drug was mixed in the wine. He felt that last night’s wine was unusually strong!

It turned out to be medicine!

"Haha, you'd better tell the truth just now, otherwise Joey will slice you to pieces when he comes back!" John looked at Leon with a joking expression.

Leon frowned, not understanding what this meant.

"You don't understand, right? The woman you slept with last night was his wife! It felt great, right? She is the sexiest woman in Kurt Village!" John said, his tone full of jealousy.

Leon was shocked that these people would pay so much just to grab some money!

Even your wife can be used as bait!

"Don't look at me in surprise. That stupid woman Eliza didn't even scream when she was raped by a bastard like you. She will suffer the consequences!" John said angrily.

Leon reacted and he couldn't remember clearly what happened after drinking.

However, he didn't remember raping anyone. It was clearly the woman who threw herself into his arms, and he just went with the flow.

So he said, "No, she screamed, very loudly."

John angrily stepped forward, grabbed Leon’s neck and yelled, “Shut up, this is two different things! Damn it, you pray that Joey will give you a good time after taking the money.”

Leon's face flushed red, and he tried to open his mouth and said, "So, you're going to kill me even if you take the money?"

“That’s right, you are just a mutated freak, God knows why you haven’t become extinct yet, and no one will care if you die.

Also, do you know who Joey is?

His sister, Joanna, is the lover of Count Berne.

No one dared to mess with us in Kete Village, and we cleared out this tavern this morning.

Even if you die, no one will say a word for you, understand, freak?" John shouted angrily.

"Damn it! God knows you were so ruthless to me last night! Damn it! Damn it!"

The more Leon listened, the more he felt something was wrong. The man in front of him looked furious, as if he was hating that it wasn't him last night?

His neck was being pinched tighter and tighter, but his strength had not yet recovered.

Finally, perhaps John himself realized that something was wrong, and he took the initiative to loosen his hand that was pinching Leon's neck, and the expression on his face when he looked at him was still one of envy and jealousy.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!" Leon gasped heavily and remained silent.

After a while, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.

Joey walked in quickly, holding a black tail as thick as a grown man's arm wrapped in a rag.

"Is that it?" he asked.

"Yes!" Leon nodded and said, "I said, you took my money, let me go, okay?"

"Shut up!" Joey shouted angrily, and he couldn't wait to put the poisonous horned lizard's tail on the bag on the table.

It was a reddish-brown shoulder bag with a delicate surface and beautiful patterns. It was made of the skin of a fork-tailed dragon.

The Forktail Dragon is not a dragon, but a dragon-like creature.

They are not related to dragons in any way, but they look very similar, so they are often mistaken for dragons.

Many legends of knights taming dragons actually just involved killing a fork-tailed dragon.

True dragons are rare, and legend has it that they live in the Dragon Mountains at the northernmost tip of the continent.

It was a snowy mountain range stretching from east to west, and no one knew what lay further north.

An adult fork-tailed dragon is not much bigger than a horse, but it can fly and sneeze a highly corrosive toxin, making it extremely dangerous to ordinary people.

However, most fork-tailed dragons live in the northern continent and are relatively rare in the southern continent.

After the forktail dragon skin is softened, the boots and clothes made from it are soft and delicate, very comfortable, wear-resistant and corrosion-resistant, and are very popular among the nobles.

Just this shoulder bag of Lyon could be sold to the nobles for a sky-high price of 100,000 florins.

Unfortunately, the two robbers in front of them didn’t understand this. They just thought it was a pretty good leather bag, worth at most a hundred florins.

Joey stared at the pitch-black tail of the poisonous horned lizard for a while, then reached out to touch the bulging bag.

As a result, as soon as he stretched out his hand and was about to touch the bag, it was immediately blocked by a light blue light curtain, preventing him from even grabbing the bag.

Joey turned around angrily and rushed over, holding a dagger against Leon's jaw and roared: "Damn bastard, you dare to lie to me! I'm going to kill you!"

"Calm down! That's not how you use it!" Leon said quickly, craning his neck.

Joey's face was grim, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Open it! I order you now, open it... cluck cluck cluck..."

Suddenly, Joey's mouth opened wide, and no sound came out of his mouth anymore, instead, bright red blood came out.

His throat was pierced by a finger, and the blood was flowing out from this wound.

Leon had regained his strength. He broke the hemp rope that bound his right hand, and when Joey was angry, he pierced his throat with his fingers.

"Let me tell you how to open it!" Leon pushed Joey away and broke the hemp rope tied to his left hand.

He rubbed his wrist and sat up in bed.

Joey, who was lying next to the bed, covered his neck and curled up with his mouth open.

He stared at Leon with wide eyes in horror.

It was as if he had never expected that Leon could break the rope and kill him with just one finger!

"what!"

John's mind was blank. What happened just now happened so fast that he couldn't react yet.

It wasn't until Leon looked at him that he yelled and turned and ran out of the house.

However, as he turned around and took a step, a dagger flew over and pierced his cervical vertebrae accurately.

"what!"

John fell to the ground, screaming, but his body could not move and he was still disabled.

Leon then climbed up from the bed. He first stepped on Joey's neck and broke it, ending his life prematurely. Then he stepped forward and twisted John's neck, stopping his wailing abruptly.

Now, the room was finally quiet.