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Chapter 199 The Mission Master Appears!

The place where Chen Mo is now is called Velen, which is the poorest province in a kingdom called Temeria in the wizarding world, and its geographical location is rather strange. Poland of the world.

It is full of inaccessible swamps, poor villages, and rude bumpkins. During the war, there were countless undead creatures and rebel bandits in this land, and in the depths of the swamp, there were other more Terrible dark creatures are lurking, and it can be said that this land is like a forgotten land, no one cares about its future, and no one cares about it.

Chen Mo put a blouse on himself to block out the clothes that are incompatible with this era, then he raised his hand and threw a quad bike, planning to find the nearby villages first to find out the current time.

There are not many countries in the wizarding world, but there are many things. The huge empire Nilfgaard located in the south of the mainland has not concealed its ambition to go north to annex other small countries, and it has done so, and it is worth mentioning that, Ciri's father is the current emperor of Nilfgaard, Emhyr Enris. He also has the nickname of "White Flame Dancing on the Enemy's Grave"!

After riding a motorcycle for more than ten kilometers in the wilderness, Chen Mo still didn't find a living person, but he did see piles of corpses and crooked flags in some places. Judging from the flags, the whole Weilun or The entirety of Tymoria has been taken by the Nilfgaardian Empire.

Although this war has nothing to do with him, in order to prevent these corpses from being used as nourishment and nests by undead creatures, Chen Mo still burned all the corpses into ashes out of humanitarianism.

As for those ashes, the wind will carry them away!
After driving along the north for about [-] kilometers, Chen Mo finally saw a figure. Under an old crooked-neck tree, there were four or five unknown militants in linen clothes and fleece caps. They held hammers and axes in their hands. At this moment, these people are yelling around under the old crooked neck tree, and there are still seven or eight corpses of different sizes hanging from the old crooked neck tree above their heads.

Chen Mo, who was riding a motorcycle, naturally attracted the attention of these guys. They turned around and looked at Chen Mo vigilantly with their weapons in their hands. Chen Mo also saw clearly what these people were doing. With a slightly shriveled chest and a bruised nose, she curled up under the tree, and beside her lay a man who had not died long ago.

"Good afternoon, everyone, can you tell me how to get to the nearby villages?"

Chen Mo smiled what he thought was very kind, and looked across.

It's just that his politeness was ignored, a leading guy spit out a mouthful, then raised his weapon and pointed at Chen Mo.

"roll!"

Concise and clear, the meaning of the words is clear, and a single word reflects the other party's urgent need to drill holes and his impatience in helping outsiders understand their hometown, so his ending is also very simple.

The new revolver forged from Thor's Hammer directly shattered the opponent's body, along with the three unlucky guys behind him. As for the remaining few, Chen Mo was not polite, and sent them all to reunite with the boss underground.

And the peasant woman sitting on the ground was terrified looking at the flesh and blood all over the place, but seeing that Chen Mo didn't do anything to her, she stood up to thank Chen Mo and pointed out the way for Chen Mo.

Demon hunters who are new to Waylon will always hear a very landmark term called the Tree of the Hanged Man. That’s right, the place Chen Mo just passed by is this tree, and the location of this tree is probably equivalent to that of Waylon. No matter whether you are going north or south, you must pass through here.

As for the time, it is 1272, which happens to be the opening year of The Witcher III!
But at this time, the sorceress Piledriver, the King of Gunners, the Gwent master, and the black boxing king Geralt have not yet arrived in Velen, so Chen Mo will have to wait for a while to find him.

But speaking of Gwent cards, Chen Mo found a few incomplete cards in the pile of corpses, and he felt regretful looking at them. The cards were all blown up, but they couldn't be used!
But fortunately, the wallets on these rout soldiers were not seriously damaged, and the krona inside were still intact. After Chen Mo searched for hundreds of kronor and packed the intact weapons of these rout soldiers, he followed the peasant woman’s instructions and rode Moto came to a village called Baiguoyuan.

Because of the war, the taverns in the villages of Velen were filled with all kinds of soldiers, some were deserters from the Kingdom of Timoria, and some guerrillas were unwilling to lose. The empire can only curl up between the tavern and the countryside, drinking to soothe its sorrows all day long.

After Chen Mo approached the village, he put away his motorcycle and changed to walking instead. After all, it is better to keep a low profile.

After entering the entrance of the village, Chen Mo was attracted by the bulletin board at the entrance of the village. Seven or eight pieces of paper were randomly pasted on the square team, and there were various rewards on them, including the village elders. There are monsters in the wild, as well as the trivial matters of ordinary people. Chen Mo even saw a notice of sow breeding.

"Side mission?"

Chen Mo, who only felt that he was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, unceremoniously tore down all the rewards, and left only the sow mating.

"Let's leave this task to Geralt!"

Carrying a bounty of rewards, Chen Mo packed the loot to the blacksmith in the village. After exchanging a few vague maps and miscellaneous supplies, he declined the blacksmith's invitation to a duel, and then resolutely embarked on a journey to clear the side missions.

Geralt will surely thank me when he comes!
Chen Mo not only praised him for his thoughtfulness, he did all the dirty work of Waylon, and played all the Gwent cards he could play, so that Geralt should be able to concentrate on finding his daughter !

At this moment, Geralt, who was riding to Velen in the distance, couldn't help but sneezed.

The old witcher Vesemir who was accompanying Geralt turned his head in surprise.

"Do witchers get colds too?"

"It shouldn't be!"

Geralt shook his head, looked at the distant horizon, and guessed.

"Maybe Ciri is thinking about me!"

Geralt said very firmly.

"Then we have to hurry up, and I don't have much money on me, and now I don't even have any wine to drink!"

"It's okay, when we get to Weilun, we'll get some rewards, and we'll get the money, so we can drink whatever we want!"

Geralt nodded. That's what he did before. He went to accept the bounty if he didn't have money. After all, demon hunters make their living everywhere, and this is how they make a living!

(End of this chapter)