Great Single Player of the Heavens

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes were cast on this well-informed man with a hook nose who had lived for hundreds of years.

"Oh?! Where is he? Not far away?" The poet quickly asked with his eyes lit up.

"It must be closer than the capital of Nilfgaard, in fact, much closer. It's on Anglin, on the other side of the Yaluga River, in the Druid stone ring in the middle of the Kaeddu Forest."

"Anglin, this is the area just occupied by the Nilfgad people. It is also the place where Leiria and the Livian guerrillas haunt. It is considered a frontline area of ​​the war. If we want to go there, we have to make good encounters. The preparation of a large number of troops..."

Lu Qi, who had collected a lot of war information along the way, could not help but remind his companions.

Upon hearing this, Mirva waved his hand and said enthusiastically:

"Whether it is a **** frontline of war, at least we have a clear location. Let's set off now!"

As soon as the words came out, the demon hunter was taken aback for a while, and then said: "Aren't you going to ask my opinion?"

"You?" The poet suddenly put on an expression of disgust, "You don't know what you are doing. Even the soup you just drank is our credit. If it weren't for us, you are still hungry now. This pot of soup is the result of teamwork, uniting for a goal, do you understand? My friend."

"How could he understand that he would only say that he was a lone wolf, but he was neither a hunter nor familiar with the rules of the forest. A wolf would never prey on his own." Milva did not forget to make a knife on the side.

"Oh, he understands." The vampire pursed his lips and smiled as usual.

"He just looks a little stupid, but I always expect him to make up his mind and use his brain. Maybe then he can really draw some useful conclusions."

Geralt, who was serially complained about, suddenly cursed:

"You idiots, it is clear that the goal has nothing to do with you, but you want to engage in teamwork, go to hell! And myself!"

Seeing that everyone was silent, the demon hunter shook his head mockingly, and said to himself:

"I really have a group of good friends, comrades who live and die together... How can I be worthy of you, a crappy poet with a lute, a savage and rude half-man and half-dried, a Seeing a vampire who will live for five centuries, and a magic apprentice who tames griffins--he still pesters me to learn swordsmanship from me..."

"Hey, make it clear, that's what you owe me." Lu Qi did not forget to correct.

"The leader of this team is a demon hunter who has been condemned by his conscience and is powerless to make a decision." Regis said calmly, "I think we'd better stay anonymous to avoid suspicion."

"Or make people laugh," the poet added.

Hearing Regis and Dandrien who worked closely together, Lu Qi smiled easily and made a final summary:

"But, isn't this fun?"

In this way, a female-seeking squad with the goal of finding Xili and a bunch of weirdoers was formed.

However, they are not the only ones who target Ciri...

. . . . . .

Aden, Fort Wenger.

In a tavern.

The coroner of Emperor Nilfgard, Stephen Skellen, nicknamed "Grey Wood Owl," stretched out and said casually:

"Mr. Bonnet, is she really important? I would rather she disappear completely. In order to realize this wish, I intend to pay you a hundred florins."

The florin is the currency of the Nilfgaard Empire and its subordinate provinces. One hundred florin is approximately equal to one thousand oren.

From the point of view of currency value, we can know the difference between the national strength of Nilfgaard and Tamoria...

"If you are curious, you can check for yourself, before or after killing her, whatever you want. Regardless of the outcome, I solemnly assure you that my reward will not change."

"What if I leave her to you alive?"

"It's the same."

Hearing that, the tall and thin man named "Bonnet" stroked his gray beard, thoughtfully.

Facing the target person who was willing to give an unprecedented bounty from the Nilfgad people, his heart couldn't help but a little bit of curiosity-what is the sacred girl who can make the Nilfgad Emperor pay so much attention?

"Need me to bring you her head?"

"No need." The grey forest owl frowned and said lightly: "What do I want her head to do? Soak it in a honey jar?"

"As evidence."

"I believe in you. As we all know, your reputation is very reliable, Bonnet. That's why I approached you to do this."

"Thank you for your appreciation."

Seeing the smile of the tall and thin man, Stephen suddenly felt a chill in his back, even though there were twenty heavily armed soldiers waiting outside the tavern...

"Although I deserve it, there are very few people who appreciate me. If I don't take the rat to help all the members' heads, the Wahnhagen house and a certain baron master will not pay. Since you don't need it. Falgar's head, then I think you shouldn't mind if I use it to make a set, do you?"

These words made the grey forest owl from the south frowned:

"So that you can get another bounty? Where is your professional ethics!"

"My honorable lord, my means of subsistence is not killing, but the service provided through killing. I just provide service to you and the Wahnhagen family at the same time."

Glancing at the left hand that the bounty hunter had been placing on the sword and the scar on his left hand, Stephen nodded and agreed:

"Well said, then do it the way you think is correct. When will you come to receive the reward?"

"quickly."

"What does this mean?"

"I got news~www.ltnovel.com~The Mouse Gang is rushing to the Bandit Road, planning to go to the mountains to spend the winter. I will stop them on the road. It won't be longer in twenty days."

"Are you sure they will go there?"

"Someone saw them near Fin Espla." The famous bounty hunter seemed to be very familiar with the movement of the Mouse Gang, and knew everything well:

"They robbed a convoy and two businessmen there. They haunted near Tefe, then stayed in Durrug for one night and participated in the village rally. Finally, they appeared in Lorido, and Falga was there. Some guy was chopped to pieces there. The methods were so fierce that people could not help but shudder when mentioning the scene at that time."

After a pause, the bounty hunter snapped his eyes and added a sentence to himself:

"That's why, I want to know who this Falja is..."

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