The Witcher: Darkness Falls

A ball of fire was flickering in the desolate mountain swamps, and an old man and a child got as close to the fire as possible to keep warm.

"Can you make the fire bigger? I feel a little cold." The old wizard complained, "This fire is too small."

"That's about enough. There's not enough firewood." Leon responded, but he still added firewood to the fire.

He glanced at the few remaining dry firewood around him and sighed silently in his heart.

Originally, he planned to enter the city of Khalsa before dark, so that he would not have to sleep in the wilderness at night and endure the cold.

He has slept in the wild for two nights since leaving the last village, and it feels really bad.

Unexpectedly, I met such an old wizard who was unconscious and confused.

He rode on horseback with the old wizard, going slower and slower along the way, and finally found a relatively safe place before dark, collected enough dry firewood, and lit a fire.

The two of them are now relying on the fire in front of them to keep warm, and the warm hotel and sweet beer will have to wait until tomorrow.

"Didn't you say we could stay in a hotel tonight? Why did we stop here?" The old wizard had no idea of ​​being a burden.

He kept complaining, as if Leon had caused him trouble.

"Of course. If you hadn't kept shouting, 'My butt is going to rot!', 'Please have mercy on an old man like me!', 'My bones are going to fall apart!', 'I'm going to die!', we would be lying in bed in the hotel now!" Leon finally couldn't help but complain.

Demon hunters rarely experience major mood swings, but that doesn't mean they don't exist.

Along the way, every time he rode a little faster, the old wizard kept chattering in his ear, saying that his butt was about to be broken and his bones were about to fall apart.

This forced him to slow down his riding, and in the end he was even faster than walking!

The old wizard muttered, "I am telling the truth! Your horse is uncomfortable to ride, and I am too old to stand this kind of bumps!

You should have thought of that! You should have driven a carriage! After all, I am an old man!"

"I am just a human being!" Leon couldn't help but raise his voice, but he still took a deep breath and suppressed his resentment.

If the old wizard had been a horse thief or a robber or something like that, he would have killed him with a single blow of his sword.

But the other party happened to be an old wizard suffering from Alzheimer's disease who had no ill will towards him!

Facing such a person, Leon had no intention of killing him at all!

This was determined by the kindness in his bones, and could not be changed by the semi-finished mutant potion.

At this time, he was still thinking that if the other party was a bandit or something like that, it would be much easier for him to deal with it.

The old wizard immediately raised his voice and retorted: "Watch your words! Young people should respect the elderly. Is this my fault? You are not alone now! You are two!"

Leon took a deep breath and decided not to have any more communication with the old wizard.

He completely forgot how he appeared on this road, and then he forgot how they met in the first place. He even forgot Leon's name, even though he had reminded him no less than five times.

Lyon stood up and took out three biscuits, some dried meat, and a pot of water from the bag under the saddle.

He bought these things from farmers in the previous village and added money to them.

Otherwise, no one would sell it to him at all.

These were his rations for the journey.

"Give me some. I'm hungry too." The old wizard came over and said.

He stretched his neck and looked at what Leon was holding. He immediately said dissatisfiedly: “You’re just going to eat this? No jam or beer?”

"Do you want to eat?" Leon looked at the old wizard. If he dared to complain again, he would eat it himself.

There weren't many left, and he was planning to replenish them in Kalsa City, but now he is trapped here.

"Eat!" The old wizard was frightened by Leon's eyes and said quickly.

Lyon gave the other person a piece of biscuit and half of the dried meat.

The old wizard picked up the huge goblet without hesitation and said, "Hmm... the taste is not so good. What I ate before was..."

He started chattering again, talking about a lot of things that Leon had never heard of.

At first, Leon thought that the old wizard must have been a big shot when he was young, as many of the foods sounded like something only nobles could enjoy.

Until he said that he had eaten dragon meat, Leon just thought that what he said before was bullshit.

"Have you ever eaten dragon meat? If there's a chance I can introduce you to a dragon knight. He also said that he has eaten it. Not only that, he has also ridden a dragon." Leon complained, and at the same time he thought of Borch. He wondered what this guy was doing.

Although they had only spent a short time together, this guy was quite to his liking, aside from his love of boasting.

I guess given Borch's romantic personality, he's probably in bed with some other woman.

"Dragon Rider?!" the old wizard suddenly asked, and his whole person became serious.

Leon saw that the other person's eyes had instantly regained clarity, and suddenly realized, is he normal now?

"It seems that people with Alzheimer's disease have brief periods of lucidity." He thought to himself, and immediately planned to communicate with the other party, preferably to get him to leave quickly.

"Yes, do you remember something?" Leon asked immediately.

The old wizard became confused again. He looked at Leon and asked, "What do you remember?"

"Dragon Knight! Didn't you ask this just now?" Leon was a little overwhelmed.

The old wizard blinked, scratched his head and asked, "What is a dragon rider?"

Leon ignored him, the guy was confused again.

"By the way, what's your name?" asked the old wizard.

"Whatever, call me whatever you want. You can't remember it anyway." Leon looked hopeless.

The old wizard said seriously, "How can that be possible? We have been through thick and thin together for so long, how could I not know your name?

Young man, don't be shy, tell me your name!"

Leon sighed: “Leon.”

The old wizard nodded and asked, "Leon, give me some of your water. I'm choking."

Leon handed over the water bag, and the old wizard took it and drank it all in one gulp.

"Why don't you leave some for me!" Leon quickly grabbed the water bag, but there was not a drop left!

He looked at the old wizard angrily, but the old wizard said innocently: "Don't you have any more water?"

"I..." Leon opened his mouth and told himself that he couldn't compete with an Alzheimer's patient, as the other party didn't mean it.

He ate his dry food in a depressed mood, thinking that it would be better to drink less water so as not to be woken up by the urge to urinate at night.

"Lyon, the fire is getting small again, add some firewood!" said the old wizard, pointing at the small fire in front of him.

Leon couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Listen, old man, you are a wizard! Don't you have magic to keep your body warm?"

The old wizard was stunned, pointed at his nose and asked: "I am a wizard?"

"Have you forgotten even this?" Leon asked in disbelief.

The old wizard frowned and pondered. Finally, he suddenly realized, "Yes! I remember now. I am indeed a wizard! A high-level wizard at that!"

Leon looked at the other person in disbelief. He had never mentioned the level classification of wizards. The other person must have remembered it since he could say the word "high-level".

"Is there such a magic that can warm up the whole body? Think about it carefully!" He continued to ask while the iron was hot.

"Yes! Let me think about it, let me think about it!" The old wizard said hurriedly, as if he also wanted to grasp this ray of inspiration.

"Akuraka... No, not this, this is a spell to summon a demon.

Sasiraq... Well, that's not right. This is a spell that turns people into toads.

Sakulaco..."

The old wizard kept chattering on and on, which scared Leon who was standing beside him.

As the old wizard continued to change the spells, he felt a chill down his spine, as if some great danger was about to happen.

And the Demon Hunter Medal was beating violently as if it was coming alive!

"Okay, stop chanting. I'll go find some dry firewood, and you..." Leon hurriedly stopped him, fearing that he would cast some uncontrollable magic.

The old wizard suddenly shouted with great interest, "Yes! This is it! This will definitely keep us all warm!

"Sasira! Akusa! Saludo! ..."

As the old wizard chanted the spell, he saw a red fireball suddenly condense on the old wizard's cane.

Moreover, the fireball was growing larger and larger, and the heat fluctuations it released were becoming more and more violent, posing the danger of exploding at any time.

Leon suddenly felt his scalp tingling, and his intuition told him that he must not let the old wizard finish the spell, otherwise they would all be doomed!

"Stop!" Leon shouted immediately.

"I can't stop it! It doesn't listen to me, what should I do? It's going to explode!" the old wizard yelled.

Leon quickly stood up and grabbed the old wizard's walking stick, and threw it with the fireball on it in any direction forward.

The old wizard exclaimed, "My walking stick!"

The fireball streaked across the night sky like a small sun, falling rapidly towards its landing point and exploding before it hit the ground.

boom--

The violent explosion was like thunder. Even though he was more than a hundred meters away, he could still feel the heat wave coming.

However, long before the explosion was heard, a roar was heard.

"In the name of the true God!"