The Witcher: From the Academy of Knights

Chapter 52 Looting
It's a pity that the current forest of mist has been occupied by the wraith tree demon.

"Perhaps, I should go to the Mist Forest again!"

Sauron's eyes flickered. The last time he went to the forest of mist, he lost more than a dozen of his subordinates, and he barely escaped under the protection of the steel-hearted knight Konrad.

But today is different.

Sauron was not only promoted to a senior knight, but also comprehended the idea of ​​meditation to become a wizard apprentice. He has condensed four runes and he is much stronger than before.

Going to the forest of mist at this time may still be dangerous, but there is not much problem for Sauron if he wants to get out of his body.

"No."

Sauron thought for a moment, then shook his head.

If he wanted to go to the Misty Forest to deal with the Wraith Tree Demon, he had to bring the elite of Night Crow City and Conrad, who was also a senior knight.

Only in that way can Sauron have more confidence to deal with the Wraith Tree Demon in the Misty Forest.

However, if the two high-ranking knights were dispatched together, Night Crow City would fall into emptiness again, so that it would attract a surprise attack from White Valley City.

One must know that the successive attacks on the caravan of the Swain family had already made Maester Frost suspect that there was an inner ghost in Night Crow City.

Now, no matter what news there is in Night Crow City, it may be leaked by the inner ghost.

It is never wise to act rashly.

After some deliberation, Sauron decided to put the matter of the Mist Forest aside.

"Let's find out the ghost first!"

Sauron's eyes flickered slightly, and gradually he had a plan in his mind.

……

The Duchy of Tar, the western border.

White Valley City.

In the study room on the second floor of the castle, Dover looked solemn, flipping through an old black book in his hand, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Could it be...the legend about the demon tide is true?"

After a while, Dover put down the ancient book in his hand, with a thoughtful look on his face.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

Bachelor Kafei walked in with a complicated expression on his face.

"The soldiers sent to the Great Wall have returned."

Ka Fei took a deep breath and said quietly, "However, out of the ten soldiers sent out, only one came back alive!"

Dover's heart sank.

"According to what the soldier said, they encountered a snow monster near the Great Wall of Impossibility. Most of the soldiers who accompanied them were eaten by the snow monster."

"He was the only one who managed to escape back."

"Snow monster?"

There was a throbbing in Dover's heart, and he immediately grabbed the ancient book next to him, quickly opened it, and found a description about the snow monster on one of the pages.

The whole body is snow-white, the hair is strong, the strength is infinite, the shape is like a giant, wandering in the ice and snow, the bloody mouth can swallow a living person.

This is the description of the Yeti.

Dover's face was a bit ugly, recalling the recent news from all over the world, as well as the rumors about the demon tide, he couldn't help feeling a little throbbing in his heart.

"Perhaps...the demon tide is really coming!"

A complex look flashed across Kafei's eyes.

As a bachelor, he had naturally heard the legend about the magic tide, but before that, Kafei had always sneered at it.

In Kafei's opinion, the so-called saints and demon tides in the legend were nothing more than rumors spread by the Valian Empire at that time in order to prevent itself from declining.

Perhaps, the Valian Empire at that time hoped to use fear to frighten the people, so they fabricated the legend about the demon tide.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

Creatures that once only existed in legends have appeared one after another, such as werewolves, nerubians, snow monsters, and even ghouls outside the Great Wall.

All the signs indicated that the tide of magic was sweeping just like in the legend!

At that time, the Lost Continent will usher in a real disaster.

Even, it is the end of the world!

Thinking of the possible disasters in the future, not only Maester Caffey, but even Dover felt a bit depressed, and his face became a little gloomy.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this first."

After a long while, Dover shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "How about Night Crow City? The caravan was attacked, how did the brats of the Swain family react."

"At present, the lord of Night Crow City has not taken any measures against the attack on the caravan of the Swain family." Kafei pondered for a moment, and said: "However, according to my speculation, after the previous war, the book value of Night Crow City Wealth is running out."

"In other words, perhaps in a few months, Night Crow City will be in financial crisis!"

Dover's eyes flashed.

"very good!"

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he said: "Continue to send people out for me, if the caravan of the Swain family dares to step half a step out of the Western Region, they will all be killed!"

During the speech, a sternness flashed in Dover's eyes.

The head of Viscount Moron was sent back to White Valley City last time, which already made him hate Night Crow City. If there is a chance to attack the Swain family, he will naturally not let it go.

"As you wish, my lord!"

Maester Kafei nodded slightly, then bowed and exited the room.

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

Duchy of Taal, Bale Plains.

In the vast plain between the west and the north, the sky is blue, as pure as the sea, and the snow-white clouds are like cotton candy.

On the ground, a team is moving forward.

The carriage at the front was flying a black flag with a circling crow pattern on it, representing Night Crow City and the Swain family in the western region.

Suddenly, there was a sound of horseshoes around.

The convoy panicked for a while, and before they could react, they were already surrounded by a gang of nearly a hundred people.

"My lords, please raise your hands high!"

There are only more than 20 people in the caravan in Night Crow City, and most of them are not guards. Seeing the menacing bandits, the leader of the caravan hurriedly said.

"We are the caravan of the Swain family. If you are just asking for money, it is a small gesture, please accept it!"

The caravan leader said, taking out a bundle.

After opening it, a golden light came into view, and there were at least one hundred gold coins in the bag.

This is definitely a good income for the gangsters on the grassland who are licking blood at the knife edge.

However, this group of gangsters remained unmoved.

"The Swain family?"

The leading bandit with a scar face let out a smirk, pulled out his long knife fiercely, and said loudly: "We are robbing your Night Crow City!"

After all, all the gangsters rushed forward.

This group of gangsters looked like a mob, but they acted with strict discipline. They didn't look like gangsters at all, but seemed to have been professionally trained.

The face of the caravan leader changed slightly.

But then, a mocking smile appeared on his face.

The next moment, the carriages surrounded by bandits opened one after another.

The soldiers in strong and sharp clothes rushed out of the carriage and fought with the surrounding bandits, and the situation was reversed in an instant.

"No, I've been fooled!"

Scar's complexion changed, and he immediately wanted to order his men to retreat.

But at this time, a young man slowly walked out of the carriage closest to him.

(End of this chapter)