The Creators: From Night City

The other party was stunned.

"When you get better, work for me to pay off my debts. It would also be great to experiment with multiple female sorcerer assistants."

Jiang Bing covered the other person with the quilt again, left a message saying "Don't move, be careful not to tear the wound", and pushed the door open to leave.

Only Villetta was left lying there, staring at the rooftop quietly, wondering what was going on in her mind.

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Geralt felt that he had been extremely unlucky recently. First, there was the matter of food - the silver sword that he had spent a lot of money to make was broken by a monster. Then he rolled around in the swamps and mud of Velen for several days, and had to deal with swamp witches, tomb witches, little fog elves, various ghouls and other carrion-eating creatures. Finally, amid the welcome of the defeated army and bandits, he learned about Ciri's whereabouts from the "Bloody Baron".

He didn't even bother to wash the mud off his boots, and continued riding Carrot north to Novigrad to track down Ciri.

Geralt habitually endured the guards' ridicule about his identity as a witcher, and found the Vanilla Inn as he knew it. He wanted to find Dandelion to stay with him for a while, but when he arrived, he was turned away.

He could only hold on to his empty wallet and turn to other places for help.

Chapter 158 Geralt's Commission

It is not too difficult for a demon hunter to find a job. There are demons in the wild and there may be demons in the city. In addition to hunting demons, the demon hunters' keen senses also allow them to serve as detectives or investigators.

In fact, Geralt also took on a lot of work such as catching adultery, running errands, investigating homicides, escorting, and finding things.

Bulletin boards in cities or villages, as the main distribution center for information, have become the best way for demon hunters to find work and make a living.

Bishop's Square.

After taking a shower and brushing off the dust on his body, Geralt stood in front of the notice board for a while before a team of Eternal Flame guards surrounded him.

"What? You can't even tolerate demon hunters now?"

Geralt shook the steel sword on his right shoulder so that he could draw it at any time.

"Freak, in the past, I would have treated you well with the weapon in my hand, but today you are lucky, our captain is looking for you."

The captain in the mouth of the Eternal Fire was a man with kite shoulders, jackal eyes and a sinister gaze. He carried a large crossbow on his back and his collar stood high, covering half of his face.

"Witcher?"

The other party's voice was hoarse and sharp, which made people involuntarily think of a poisonous snake lurking in the mud.

"uh-huh."

"I have a commission for you."

Facing the opponent's aggressiveness, Geralt remained neither humble nor arrogant.

"I only hunt monsters. Your targets have nothing to do with monsters."

The other party snorted coldly. "It has nothing to do with this. Two of my men died quietly yesterday. They weren't killed by magic, but by someone slashing their throats. I need you to find the murderer."

Geralt didn't want to take on this task, but the other party obviously didn't give him the right to refuse.

"This is a direct order from Commander Caleb Manji. If you don't want to be captured and tied up, you'd better do as I say."

The other party pointed at the burning stake in the square and threatened Geralt.

White Wolf looked in the direction his finger pointed and saw a rare shapeshifter still tied to the burning stake.

A purse was dropped into Geralt's arms.

"Of course, Eternal Flame won't let you work for nothing. This is a deposit. If you find the murderer, you'll get a generous commission."

For the sake of the crown, Geralt, with his wallet empty, reluctantly accepted the task.

The witcher's investigation method is very similar to that of a forensic doctor. White Wolf first went to the morgue to observe the bodies of the victims.

The two witch hunters had been dead for less than a day, and their bodies were still well preserved, neither smelling nor rotting.

Accompanied by the coroner, Geralt stared with his shining cat eyes and carefully observed the clues on the corpse.

"Hmm~interesting."

The first thing he noticed was a corpse's bruised wrist and severely strained arm muscles.

He touched it and found that the bones of his hand had been broken into several pieces under the stiff flesh.

"Well, it doesn't look like it was caused by a blunt object."

Geralt muttered to himself as usual, sharing his findings.

He tried again with the bruise and scar.

"It looks like it was crushed by someone's hands."

The yellow cat's eyes gleamed in the dim light, and he discovered the wound on the palm of another person.

"This wound doesn't look like it was caused by a sword. It's too short. It looks more like it was caused by a long dagger or a short sword."

He looked at the wound on the corpse's neck again. It was obviously a dragging injury, and the sword wound was so deep that it almost cut off the entire spine.

"The murderer is very strong."

As an expert in swordsmanship, Geralt combined all the clues and came to his own conclusion.

Two of them had one of their sword-holding hands grabbed and then had their throats slit with their own swords.

The murderer was so strong that he was like a troll. Geralt had begun to suspect that this was the work of some kind of monster. If it were him, he would not be able to do this set of movements.

After seeing the victim, Geralt was led to the scene of the crime by a party involved.

A two-story house located in the rotten forest.

The guide refused to go in, so Geralt had to ask his own questions first and then go to investigate the scene.

"They both died in this house?"

"Yes, he fell on the second floor."

Geralt continued to ask.

"What was the situation at that time? Could you please briefly describe the process?"

"According to a tip from a grocery store informant, we discovered a woman in shabby clothes had bought a large amount of paper and pens. We felt that this was suspicious, so we went to check it out. We discovered that the owner of the house was very frightened when he saw us."

“We just broke down the door.

Geralt was puzzled and suddenly asked, "Aren't you afraid of the other party using magic?"

The witch hunter patted her standard armor and said, "This is mixed with demon-blocking metal."

Geralt had no interest in explaining to the other party that there were limits to the power of demonic metal.

Geralt looked at the broken door lock and nodded to confirm the other party's description.

"How many of you came at that time?"

"Six."

"and after."

"Then the two men chased after them, and the four of us were guarding the exit below to prevent them from escaping."

"When did you find out those two people were dead?"

"It took a while. We got tired of waiting and called out to them at the door, but there was no response. Then we went upstairs and found their bodies."

"and many more"

Geralt noticed the blind spot. "Where's the woman?"

The leader scratched his head and said, "It's gone."

Things get more interesting here.

When Geralt entered the room, the first thing he smelled was a faint herbal scent.

He followed the smell all the way to the second floor and found alchemical equipment and unused herbs on the table.

"Balisha fruit, cypress stem fruit, buffalo grass and mole yarrow are all herbs that activate blood and accelerate body fluid circulation."

The alchemical reactor on the table still had the strong smell of finished potion. Geralt leaned forward and sniffed it hard.

"It's a magical aphrodisiac. Judging from the smell, the owner is quite skilled in alchemy."

The blood on the ground basically indicated the location of the corpse, but Geralt keenly discovered a pool of blood independent of the two corpses.

"Judging from the indentations, it must have dripped from a human body. Someone was lying here and was injured."

There was a series of bloody footprints on the ground, which looked like the murderer's.

But this was also what Geralt couldn't understand the most. The footprints spread to the door and suddenly disappeared.

"Magic portal?"

This possibility flashed through Geralt's mind first.

Something strange in the window suddenly caught his attention.

"Someone climbed up from here." The witcher stuck his head out of the window and found subtle traces of climbing on the wall.

Curiosity drove him to climb out of the window and follow the trail all the way to the alley, where he found footprints that matched the bloody footprints.

Chapter 159 Firefighting Operation

This discovery excited him. Although he did not want to get involved in the struggle between witch hunters and wizards, having found out this far, it would undoubtedly be a better choice to find out the truth and then respond accordingly.

So Geralt did not alarm the witch hunter guarding the entrance, and followed the footprints that appeared and disappeared from time to time until he reached the gate of the Oxburgh.

A slight sound of hammering reached his sensitive ears, and Geralt looked up at the shop sign in front of him.

'Horseshoe and Needle'

He entered the grocery store, and the aroma of a variety of herbs wafted over from the backyard. These subtle scents that ordinary people could not smell were captured by the witcher's sensitive nose.

Thinking of the herbs found at the scene, Geralt almost concluded that the murderer was related to this grocery store.

There was a middle-aged man at the counter, dressed in ordinary clothes, but when he saw him come in, his face was filled with uncontrollable panic.

Just as Geralt was about to approach, the other party turned and ran into the backyard. Then, the sound of blacksmithing stopped, and a familiar face appeared in front of the white wolf.

"Sabul?!"

Geralt's eyes widened at Jiang Bing's appearance.

Now all the doubts were suddenly cleared up, and it was natural to put the huge force on Jiang Bing.

"Hey, isn't this the famous witcher master Geralt?"

Jiang Bing couldn't help but laugh when he saw the familiar figure and teased.

"You'll never guess how I got here." Geralt rubbed his eyebrows and tried to explain to Jiang Bing all the fantasy that had just happened.

But before he could finish his words, Jiang Bing's face changed, and then Geralt also heard the sound of a large group of people running.

Dozens of guards of the Eternal Flame rushed to the door of the store. Jiang Bing narrowed his eyes and glanced at Geralt.

That expression seemed to say, "Did you lead the devils here?"

"They actually followed me." The witcher master has been hunting geese all his life, but today he was blinded by a goose.

The gloomy-looking team leader was the first to step into the grocery store.

"Demon Hunter, you run pretty fast."

"You followed me." Geralt's face was equally gloomy.

"How else can we discover the murderer of my soldiers?"

"I didn't say he was the murderer. He's just a friend of mine." The witcher tried to argue.

The opponent didn't buy it, "Why don't you wait until we've searched first?"

How could Jiang Bing's place possibly withstand a search?

Not to mention the pile of contraband (monster materials and medicinal herbs) in the backyard, there is also the sorceress lying in the backyard recuperating from her injuries and the shapeshifter frightened by the witcher that cannot be explained.

"I spent more than 3000 kronor on the newly renovated store." Jiang Bing lamented.

As Geralt stared in bewilderment, Jiang Bing sighed deeply and said, "Please help me look after the patients and servants in the backyard. I'll be back soon."

Under the gaze of everyone, [Power - Chi You] finished dressing in an instant. Under the attack of the magic-blocking gold crossbow and the long sword mixed with magic-blocking gold metal, Jiang Bing successfully used less than a minute to smear the blood and bones of dozens of Eternal Fire Guards all over the long street.

Geralt commanded the Doppelganger to carry the sorceress out of Novigrad.