The Witcher: Darkness Falls

At night, the door of John's house was open, the horses were grazing in the yard, and Toby had retreated to the doghouse.

Lyon sat at the door, looking at the quiet village with his eyes open.

The dwarf sat drowsily beside him, his eyes half closed, like a barrel.

John lay in the room. Even though he was exhausted, he couldn't fall asleep because he was so nervous.

"Ah~ Leon, I'm a little sleepy. Could this monster be scared?" Jeraka said with a yawn.

"Monsters don't necessarily come here every day. There aren't many people here anymore. What would it come for?" Leon said as a matter of course.

The dwarf rubbed his eyes and asked in confusion: "What do you mean? Did we come here for nothing today?"

Leon shook his head and explained, “It’s not a wasted trip. Sometimes when I’m looking for water ghosts or scavengers, I have to wait for a long time.

It's like if someone says there's a water ghost under a bridge, and I go to look for it, I may not see one even after going several times.

It is possible that the water was rushing too fast and washed the water ghost downstream. It needs time to swim back, or it may be stuck between the rocks in the river.

In short, it is impossible for me to encounter the mission target once I go there.

This is a probabilistic event.”

The dwarf nodded and said to himself, "Well, that's boring."

"You should go and rest first. Maybe there will be nothing tonight." Lyon said.

The dwarf shook his head and said stubbornly: "No, what if I fall asleep and a monster comes and you don't have any help?

Leon, talk to me, you can talk about anything, it's really too tiring to sit here, especially after I had a few sips of wine."

"Okay." Leon said.

So the two began to chat, from the first time they met to the last time they parted.

They began to reminisce about the time they spent together.

Although they only spent a few months together, they became close friends.

Jeraka told Leon in detail what he had been doing and what interesting things he had encountered in the years since they parted.

And Lyon also responded from time to time.

More than an hour passed and both of them were exhausted from talking.

As a last resort, the two of them shared the wine.

Generally speaking, Leon rarely drinks during missions.

Although the demon hunter's resistance to alcohol is much stronger than that of ordinary people, it does not mean that alcohol will not interfere with his senses.

If he drinks too much, he will get drunk and his senses will become dull.

The senses become dull, which is very fatal for a demon hunter, because you don't know where those cunning monsters will lurk and wait to attack you when you are relaxed.

But now it seems that the monster will not appear, and they have talked so much that their mouths are dry and they need to drink something to moisten their throats.

"Forget it, let's go back to sleep. I can hear John snoring!" Jeraka turned his head and looked behind him.

John had fallen asleep and was now snoring loudly during their chat.

"It's louder than my snoring!" Jeraka commented, "He's a good guy, but he's a little poor and ugly, otherwise he would have been married a long time ago."

Lyon suddenly stood up and put his hand on the steel sword.

The dwarf next to him didn't react.

"What's wrong, Leon?" Jeraka asked.

"Hide, it's coming!"

Leon drew his steel sword, staring at the quiet village in front of him, while letting the dwarf into the house.

The dwarf quickly got up. He seemed a little nervous and excited, and quickly picked up the axe that fell beside him.

This axe is the weapon of the dwarves. Different from ordinary axes, the blade of this axe is very wide, like a shield.

"Where is it? Why can't I see it?" Jeraka asked, holding the axe handle with both hands.

He opened his eyes wide. The sky was covered with thick clouds, blocking the moon. His night vision was severely limited.

But it was not the case with Leon. As a demon hunter, he had very good night vision and could see clearly within thirty meters. Beyond this distance, he would need to drink potion.

Just now, when Jeraka was speaking, he saw a shadow flash by in the distance at an extremely fast speed.

He was quite sure that he was not mistaken.

Leon walked into the yard with the sword in hand, and at the same time turned back and said to Jeraka: "Go into the house."

"No, I will fight with you!" said the dwarf.

"Then close the door and stay by my side!" Lyon quickly turned his head away.

At this time, he smelled a fishy smell, very faint.

Lyon adjusted his position to face the upwind.

"Lyon, can you tell me where I am? I can't see anything!" The dwarf said nervously, grabbing the axe handle with both hands and looking around.

"I don't know where it is, but it's around us." Leon said in a deep voice, "It's not a magical monster. My medal has no reaction."

The dwarf breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's great. We dwarves are not good at magic. I don't even know any dwarf wizards in history!"

At this moment, Leon also heard a subtle sound coming from behind him.

"Get down!" he shouted, then turned around without hesitation and swung his steel sword.

"Ow—!"

bingo!

The dwarf squatted down obediently.

Leon chopped the monster with his sword and knocked it to the ground.

"Damn it, when did it appear behind us!" The dwarf got up angrily and pointed his axe at the monster.

"It went around the back of John's house and climbed onto the roof!" Leon explained, staring at the monster in front of him without blinking.

"Werewolf! It's a werewolf!" The dwarf also saw the monster clearly and shouted immediately.

Before their eyes was a monster with a human-like torso, but the limbs and head of a wolf.

This is a werewolf.

In Leon's eyes, the werewolf's fur was as bald as John's dog's.

He reacted quickly just now, catching the werewolf off guard and cutting a huge wound in his chest with his steel sword.

But it's starting to heal now.

Leon glanced into the room, his silver sword was in the room, and he only had a steel sword in his hand.

"That's a bit bad." Leon thought.

To deal with werewolves, you need weapons made of silver, which are more lethal to werewolves.

Although steel swords can hurt them, they can recover quickly.

"Listen, Jeraka, I will hold it back later, and you go get my silver sword." Leon said to Jeraka.

Jeraka didn't say anything this time. Leon was more professional than him in dealing with monsters.

"Then be careful." said Jeraka.

The werewolf had already crawled up from the ground. In the darkness, its eyes glowed green, which was very creepy.

But Leon was not bad either, his eyes were glowing yellow.

The two men confronted each other, and the next moment the werewolf pounced on them with a roar.

It was extremely fast, and Leon immediately turned his body to avoid the attack of its sharp claws.

Then he tried to fight back with his steel sword, but the other party turned around and jumped out of the yard.

Leon immediately chased after him, and the dwarf took the opportunity to rush into the room.