I swung a sword at Hogwarts

"I came here to serve as the Royal Wizard because I had a crush on the library."

She asked expectantly, "Can you translate the information you read for me?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, John seemed to be more powerful than himself in ancient texts.

As a wizard, ask for help.

If she told anyone about it, Emily would probably lose face in the fraternity.

John also wanted to learn more about this world, so he agreed to the proposal.

Since the library is located within the palace, John can only go there when Emily goes there.

It was announced to the public that John was Emily's bodyguard.

But when they got inside, John was looking through the documents while Emily was taking notes.

This wait lasted for several days.

It wasn't until the runes on John's sword flashed that John knew he had to leave here and continue to participate in the trial.

He inquired, "Where are the magical creatures?"

Emily offers him a location with a blue mountain range where flying lions have been seen.

That is also a bounty from the kingdom. If John can solve it, he can get a reward.

John thought it was a good place to go and prepared to go there.

During this time, Emily helped John a lot, dealing with the palace and finding information.

I can't help but repay.

"I hope we can meet again one day." Emily sent John out of the city.

She kept a low profile and hid her features with a cloak.

John nodded, and after getting on his horse, he said to Emily, "I left a gift for you, as a reward for these days."

Emily was stunned and watched John leave.

Emily didn't notice that someone was following them as she said goodbye to John.

A group of people with wolf-killing marks left the capital on horseback.

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Chapter 401 I went to Blue Mountain

Traveling to the Blue Mountains requires crossing the Eastern Kingdoms.

John just treated it as a trip, and two days after leaving the capital, he found a place to rest.

Put a carrot into Polo's mouth. The horse's favorite food is carrot.

Polo chewed the carrot slowly while John chopped the flying bat apart with his sword.

He was currently in a cave, a shortcut to the Blue Mountains.

He once again wondered if there was some mysterious organization between the hotels.

Even such shortcuts are recorded.

On the other side of the cave is the territory entering the Eastern Kingdoms.

Wiping the blood off the sword, John looked at the runes on it.

Four runes are still lit. Yesterday I encountered a magical creature that looked like a pheasant. After killing it, the fifth rune became brighter.

If John does not take the trial, he can collect other runes by killing magical creatures.

Walking out of the cave tunnel, the temperature here is a bit low.

Polo snorted, his hooves pounding the ice-covered dirt.

A crackling sound was heard in the forest.

After walking for a while, he found a village.

The villagers were very wary of the arrival of strangers, and when they saw John, they all looked alert.

A middle-aged man walked up to John and glanced at his ears, then asked with a smile: "Hello, how can I help you?"

John nodded and said, "My horse and I have been walking for a day and a night. I hope to find a place to stay. Of course, it will cost a considerable amount of money."

A smile can often make people relax, and John's smile made people around him let down their guard.

The middle-aged man's smile also became more sincere. He also wanted to have a drink, so he led John to a pub.

"We don't have a hotel here, but Old Dan would be willing to give you a room."

The man's name is Sandy, and he is the leader of the guards here.

However, this guard consisted of only ten people. The Old Dan he mentioned was a balding man with oil stains from frying fish on his clothes.

When Old Dan heard that John wanted to stay, he showed enthusiasm.

Sandy whispered to John, "Don't try Old Dan's fried fish. The taste is..."

Sandy pouted, and it was obvious that she was not in a good mood.

As the captain of the Guards, Sandy is popular.

This guard was formed spontaneously by the village.

Since it is still in the wild, there is no human civilization around.

Sandy poured John a glass of hot wine, and after taking a sip to drive away the chill, he said, "Those guys have become more active since winter."

"Monster?" John thought it was those magical creatures.

Then Sandy said, "Elf."

Elf?

This is something new.

John had never seen an elf, but during his time in the royal library, he saw a lot of records about elves.

Pointed ears, chiseled features, an extremely elegant figure, and great intelligence and magical talent.

"Yeah, those guys aren't extinct yet."

Sandy drank several glasses in a row and said drunkenly, "Those guys sometimes harm the crops and steal things."

He hates elves, and even the guards are mainly used to guard against elves.

It is not surprising that humans are hostile to elves, because many places in this world were built on the ruins of elven civilization.

John took a sip of hot wine and thought to himself, "When there are more different enemies, the power of wizards becomes irrelevant."

Wizards are a force to be reckoned with against the elves.

The elves are the enemies of humans, but this actually helps to resolve internal conflicts.

The history learned from here has already deviated from the original world.

John suppressed his doubts.

Sandy was drunk, and it was Old Dan who took him home.

John went to the stables and Polo looked sideways at him.

"We'll leave tomorrow. Get some sleep first."

Place your hand on the Polo's head and communicate with it.

Mental magic is still very convenient.

After being comforted, Polo quickly adapted to the strange place.

John also returned to the tavern room to rest.

Old Dan's Tavern closed.

The village became quiet.

By the next day, the gloomy weather did not seem suitable for traveling.

John stood there while Sandy changed her clothes.

He still reeked of alcohol, and was holding an oak shield that looked more like a pot lid to John.

"You're leaving?" Sandy asked in surprise, "You may not know that it may snow heavily in the next few days."

"I know, but I still need to rush to the next town." John took Polo's hand and prepared to leave.

Although Sandy felt a little sorry, he thought this person was very good, but he still didn't force him to stay.

Watching John leave, Sandy said with emotion: "This kind of life is enviable."

He somewhat envied the life of being able to travel far and wide, but unfortunately, as he had a family to support, it would never be possible in his lifetime.

Just half a day after John left, new people came to the village.

The sound of horse hooves shook off the frost on the trees, and a group of people arrived here.

"Have you seen this person?" The leader had a scar on his nose.

He opened a portrait, and Sandy glanced at the group with fear.

There were seventeen people in total, all armed with swords.

On the saddle, there is a wolf-killing mark.

Sandy had been to big cities and had heard of the sign.

Belongs to an organization that calls itself the nemesis of demon hunters and wants to kill all demon hunters.

It's called the Hunting Group.

In fact, it is a group of robbers.

These people are very fierce and there have been reports of massacres.

Sandy didn't dare to offend and looked at the person in the painting.

Black hair with a sword blade.

After careful identification, he shook his head and said, "No, I haven't seen it."

"Hmm?" The man with the scar on his nose frowned and asked, "Has anyone been here recently?"

Sandy said honestly, "Only one person came, but he was unarmed and had brown hair."

Now it was the scarred man's turn to be confused.

They asked a few more people, and they all gave the same answer.

Just when Sandy thought it was over, the scarred man said, "We need to rest. Lead the way."

Sandy's heart sank. Facing those people, he could only hope that they would not cause trouble.

After he sent the man to the tavern, he immediately asked the other guards to take up their weapons and be on guard.

There were sounds of drinking and fierce laughter in the pub.

Sandy thought all she had to do was be prepared.

They did not clash.

But he forgot what a group of desperadoes would do if they got addicted to alcohol.

When a guy reeking of alcohol tears the clothes of a village girl, it means disaster is coming.

...

night.

Flames rose from the village.

The screams of men and the wails of women echoed in the night as the massacre continued.

Sandy's oak shield landed in the burning tavern, with Old Dan disemboweled and the pot in his hand.