The Witcher: Darkness Falls

"You're still alive, witcher! It's been half a month, and I thought you were dead!"

In the yard, the Count exclaimed at the dirty Leon.

Only then did Lyon realize that half a month had passed since he was gone!

"It's a miracle that I didn't starve to death..." Leon thought to himself.

After fifteen days without food or water and with serious injuries, anyone would die in the cave, let alone a witcher.

That's why he became even more curious about the green magical power.

The count walked forward quickly, but soon stepped back with his nose pinched and a look of disgust on his face.

"Did you fall into the pit?" he said with disgust, frowning.

After Leon woke up, he went down the mountain and had no time to find a place to take a shower.

He hurried back, partly because he wanted to see if Stregobor was still there.

He wanted to find out what the mysterious magic was, because he suspected that the magic was now in his body, and who knew what effect it would have on him.

On the other hand, it is about handing in tasks.

Although the count did not fulfill his promise to pay him the remaining three thousand florins, he also did not kiss Sisliya.

The three thousand florins were purely compensation for his moral damages.

Before meeting Sislia, Leon thought it was no big deal to kiss a corrode for three thousand florins.

But when he met Hisilia, he was sure that he had been tricked by the Count.

No one would be willing to do the job of kissing Sislia. Perhaps only monsters would be willing to do it.

It's not just because Sislia is too disgusting, but also because she is very aggressive.

In order to lift the curse by kissing her, in addition to the assistance of a wizard, the person kissing her must also be strong enough.

Among so many candidates, Demon Hunter is the best choice.

Calm enough to tolerate Sislia without spitting in her mouth.

It is powerful enough to protect itself even if the wizard is negligent.

He estimated that the earl must have been ecstatic when he agreed.

But it doesn't matter anymore, it's in the past.

"What is that? A werewolf? Isn't this...hiss!!! Damn it, this is fucking hell!" The count took a breath and walked forward impatiently.

At first, when he saw the two wolf heads exposed, he thought that Leon had killed two wolves from the forest to fool him.

Although the wolf's head was much larger than that of an average timber wolf, it was not something he had never seen before.

Until Leon lifted the sackcloth covering it, revealing the werewolf's lower body.

"Wolf... werewolf!"

"Monster! Monster!"

……

Several servants around also cried out in surprise and stepped back in fear.

But out of curiosity, they still watched with wide eyes.

The count no longer cared about the stench on Leon's body. He walked forward impatiently and looked at the two monsters.

"Werewolves really exist!" Even though he saw it with his own eyes, the count still couldn't believe it.

"It's absolutely true. Moreover, one of these two werewolves should be the hunter who agreed with you on the law of accidents." Leon said an even more important news.

He had asked about it when he was in the cave, and the werewolf himself admitted it.

Although he didn't know why the werewolf did this, it had nothing to do with him, and the werewolf father and son were already dead.

"What?" The count expressed disbelief. He stared angrily at the two corpses on horseback.

Leon dropped the werewolf's body and asked, "Excuse me, is the wizard still here?"

"Bourne, the magic consultant? I don't know. He said yesterday that he was ready to leave. He is also waiting for your return, but I don't know whether he has left or not." said the Earl.

Then he turned to the servant and shouted, "Charlie, has Magic Consultant Bern left?"

The servant hurriedly trotted forward and said, "Not yet, they said they would leave tomorrow morning."

"Go and fetch him!" ordered the Count.

"Yes!" The servant ran out in a panic.

Hearing that Stregobor was still there, Leon was slightly relieved.

There were only two wizards he knew, and the only one he could talk to was Stregobor.

If Stregobor left, he wouldn't know who to turn to for help in answering his questions.

But since the other party was there, he started asking about another thing.

"My Lord Earl, how much is this horse? Can you sell it to me?" Lyon began to ask about the horse.

The old horse he had originally picked up was very old and not as strong as this one.

Moreover, old horses have poor psychological qualities and are easily frightened, and are not as stable as war horses.

He didn't want to have to find a way to calm his horse so that he wouldn't be thrown off by the horse when fighting monsters in the future.

The Earl looked at Leon in confusion, then he looked at the horse in front of him. Only then did he realize that it was a war horse!

The saddle also has the pattern of the Dann Rowan Guard.

"Witcher, you actually stole my horse. This is a serious crime. I can lock you up now!" said the count.

Leon immediately explained: "The situation was urgent, I..."

"Hahaha! But I pardon you! Take this horse if you want it, but remember to take off the saddle, otherwise you will be caught as a thief by other city lords!" The count suddenly laughed and readily gave the warhorse to him.

Only then did Leon realize that the Count was just joking with him.

He estimated that he had killed two werewolves, which relieved his worries, so the other party was in a good mood and didn't care about the warhorse.

He immediately expressed his gratitude: "Thank you."

"Leon! Hahaha, I knew you were not dead!" A loud laugh came from a distance.

Leon turned his head and looked at Stregobor walking towards him with a smile, leaning on his staff.

If you don’t know, you might think he’s just concerned about Leon, but this guy is leaving tomorrow and probably already thinks Leon is dead.

But Leon didn't have time to care about this now. He just said to the count: "Please allow me to leave and take a shower. I don't feel comfortable with this smell."

The Earl waved his hand and said, “Go, Demon Hunter, have a good rest, and tell me tomorrow how you won.

Charlie, take this horse away and find someone to take care of it!"

Leon walked towards Stregobor, and the old wizard frowned slightly.

Because he often did experiments, he had smelled worse smells than this, so the smell on Leon was nothing.

"The werewolf is right there. I'm going to take a shower first and then I'll come find you later. I have something to consult you about since you are so knowledgeable." Leon said.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the room." Stregobor nodded. He guessed that Leon must have something important to talk to him about, otherwise he would not have come to see him tonight.

Leon left quickly, returned to the room, threw away all his clothes, and then took a comfortable bath.

After about an hour, Leon put on his clothes again and went to Stregobor's room.