Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

The atmosphere was solemn—of course it was solemn, in a village massacred by witch cultists. The original perpetrators, the extremely ferocious Witch Cultists, usually fell into the central open space with their bent limbs and sunken flesh. It is filled with blood and death, revealing the dangers involved. The characters standing in such a scene are naturally dangerous.

Curxiu observed the battlefield solemnly. The wounds left on the villagers' corpses were basically caused by sharp blades. It was written by a witch cultist. The corpses of the Witch Cultists were all caused by heavy blunt force blows.

Of course Curio could tell that this village had experienced two different battles.

After observing the battlefield and getting the information he wanted, Crusch finally fixed his gaze on the young man.

The young man's age is not much different from his own, about twenty years old, and his face has the outline of a western nation. The first impression of his face is that he looks like a delicate scholar rather than a determined warrior. But judging a person should never start with his appearance.

When Curio looked at him, she also noticed the retainer's movements.

Phyllis came to her side with a solemn expression, half blocking her body. If the opponent attacks the Lord, Phyllis can also help block it.

Phyllis is his own knight, even if he is not good at fighting, he will be like this.

What really made Crusch pay attention was the movements of Wilhelm beside him.

Wilhelm also moved forward slightly. Although he did not react as violently as Phyllis, his white-gloved hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

This is a signal.

Wilhelm's old voice came to his ears:"Lord Crusch, that is a very dangerous person."

The danger is not limited to the opponent's position, motivation and attitude, but the ability and power the opponent possesses.

Evaluation from [Sword Demon], not many people can make [Sword Demon] have such evaluation.............

When Kurxiu was sizing up Feng Jianxi, Feng Jianxi was also sizing up Kurxiu and his party. Soldiers wearing standard metal armor, this is an army that has undergone rigorous training.

Although the leading woman is young, she has the determination of a soldier and the majesty of a superior. The armor she wears is more delicate. Feng Jianxi also saw a lion-like ornament in the team, which should be a totem representing family or power.

"A local lord?"

Such a guess popped up in her heart, and Feng Jianxi then looked at the two people standing next to the female noble.

First, the beautiful boy on the left with animal ears, similar to a girl.

Animal ears...That is definitely not the decoration of all things, but the organ as a whole.

A demihuman race that would not exist in Kazama Yu's world.

Sure enough, this is a different world.

Feng Jianxi also saw the flow of magic power in the opponent's body, and the opponent was in a state of preparation.

This is a magician.

As for the other person beside Curxiu, he was a meticulous silver-haired old man.

Although he looks old, he has a tall and straight figure.

Danger...

Among this team, only the old man dressed as a butler gave Feng Jianxi a feeling of threat.

It's like a long sword in an old scabbard. Although it has a restrained charm, once it is pulled out, its sharpness will definitely make those who underestimate it suffer.

Feng Jianxi could roughly guess the reason why this team came here.

The other party should be the lord of this land. He knew that the purple-robed madmen were slaughtering his own people and led his troops to rescue them. However, the other party was obviously a step too late.

What to do next...

Try and find a way to communicate?

While Feng Jianxi silently watched the team waiting in front of him, the team on the opposite side also made a move.

Curxiu was in deep thought, stretched out his hand to pull Phyllis back to his side, and at the same time ordered the tense soldiers behind him.

After a short observation, she already made a judgment.

The other party did not participate in the massacre of the village and was not part of the witch cult.

These two points are enough.

Thinking of this, Kurxiu took a step forward and said:

"I am Duke Karsten, Curio Karsten. I don’t know who you are?"

"As the lord of this place, please give me an explanation for what happened in this village."

He immediately restrained his hostility and asked in a neither humble nor condescending manner. Kurxiu waited quietly for the other party's opening and reaction.

Hearing Cruxiu's voice, Feng Jianxi paused for a moment - he actually understood the other party. I can understand the meaning of the language.

When I am sure that I am in a different world, the most difficult communication problem does not exist.

This is really surprising, but it is indeed good news.

His thoughts were flowing rapidly, and Feng Jianxi spoke slowly:

"Duke Karsten, I have never heard of this name"

"Sorry, I am an outsider who mistakenly entered this place for some reason"

"As for what happened here, as you can see, when I arrived here, these civilians had died tragically at the hands of these purple-robed madmen."

"These purple maniacs tried to attack me, so I defended myself"

"This is my explanation."

Curxiu listened to the answer of this strange young man and looked into his eyes. The young man also looked at her very openly.

Curxiu has the ability of"Wind Seeing Blessing".

She can see the atmosphere in the atmosphere. Wind, and the wind that can read human emotions. The former allows her to borrow the power of atmospheric wind to a certain extent, and the latter allows Crusch to read human surface emotions without any obstacles, so she is rarely deceived. Experience.

The young man did not speak - this was the result of Cruxiu's emotional interpretation.

He did not know that the other party was a famous lord in the whole land and represented the lion. It was really an outsider who entered here by mistake.

Apart from some slight suspicion and vigilance, the other party was still calm even after killing the witch cultists who invaded the village, even in a village that was completely slaughtered. , even if the mission faced the army he brought, the other party remained calm.

Thinking of this, Cruxiu nodded lightly.

"I understand. I believe your explanation. You have no relationship with the Witch Cult."

The atmosphere relaxed a little. After the communication.

When he thought of something, Curxiu continued:

"Did these witch cultists die at your hands?"

Although it is a question sentence, the tone is very sure.

"This group of witch cult villains massacred my subjects...Your Excellency has avenged these innocent citizens. I should thank you both emotionally and rationally"

"If possible, I would like to invite you to my residence."

In order to avoid the other party's misunderstanding, Cruxiu immediately assured:

"Please rest assured that I am just a guest. In the name of Karlsten, I will never cause any offense to you."

"Of course, if you are not happy, you can leave here and I will give you a reward."

"After all, the Witch Cults are nations, and many city-states have criminals who are wanted with bounties."