Chapter 235

"You..."

Stare at Cole's face.

The wizard was stunned and couldn't believe it. The demon hunter who was being chased by them was so dignified that he couldn't even avoid, but stood in front of him.

The witch looked Cole in the eye.

As if perceived by some vague horror.

A sudden change of complexion.

Unconsciously, he took a step back and held it in his hand. A divination instrument composed of a cup of water and iron wire fell to the ground, splashing and ringing.

"Are you... Cole walker?"

Facing the sudden explosion of cole, the wizard's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't even have time to prepare the spell. He shouted, "carlys! Ah -"

Cole kicked the wizard.

When he retreated, ate and bent over.

Grab your hair with both hands.

Hit back hard.

Dong!!

The sound of the collision between the back of the brain and the hard wall is particularly dull.

The wizard rolled his eyes and fainted.

A bright red blood stain was left on the wall and fell to the ground.

The witch screamed in horror, turned around and ran away.

later.

Violent gunfire echoed in the corridor of the hotel.

Shot in the leg, screamed and fell to the ground.

"Legs... My legs! Ah..."

Hearing the noise, the tenants opened the door one after another and looked out.

The shopkeeper rushed to the second floor.

Head on, he pulled up the witch's hair and was ready to drag her to Cole in the guest room.

"God..."

The innkeeper stepped back and leaned tightly against the guardrail of the stairs. He noticed the gun in Cole's hand and didn't dare to move. He was afraid that the mob in the corridor would kill him.

Cole thought about it and loosened the witch's hair.

Put your foot on the back of your head.

Press her face to the ground.

Then he took out the ID in the inner pocket of his coat and said, "demon hunter."

This time.

With a tight expression and eyes as big as brass bells, the shocked hotel owner exhaled a turbid breath, patted his chest and said, "Hoo... Why didn't you say it earlier?! God, my heart disease will be scared out by you!"

The shop owner, who is over 60, fat and tied with a flower scarf on his head, is like an old mother. He complains in a low voice. Later, she has to clean the floor and walk downstairs quickly.

however.

When the passengers in the room heard that Cole was a demon hunter, they hurried to close the door like the God of plague for fear of contacting the guys in the corridor.

In a sense.

The tenants' reaction is the most real side of ordinary people outside the imperial capital after accidentally bumping into demon hunters.

Not afraid of the demon hunter himself.

But fear of what they may be investigating.

Demons, evil spirits, vampires... Each is extremely dangerous and deadly to ordinary people.

Cole dragged the witch back to the guest room. Under her screams and terrified gaze, she shot the wizard's skull.

Close the door.

He put his knee against her neck and said coldly, "I ask, you answer, understand?"

Yu Guang glimpsed the gorgeous justice trial, and the witch nodded madly.

"Who sent you?"

Carlys swallowed her saliva. The blood loss, pain and fear made her look pale. Her face was covered with cold sweat and trembled. "The Pope... The Pope has issued a hunting order for you and the other two people. I happen to live in molde, so... So..."

"Where is the entrance to the sacred world?"

The witch shook her head and said, "I don't know what you mean by the sacred world? If you mean wizard island... Only the middle and senior level of the church can go in, and I was brought in by them blindfolded..."

I haven't finished yet.

The sleeve sword ran ruthlessly through her neck.

Cole got up, took a cigarette, took a deep breath, and frowned slightly.

Wizard island

Maybe we have to find a way to catch a middle and high-level leader of the Nord order.

As for whether the other party will truthfully answer, and whether it will be banned by gonduoqi to prevent them from giving the location of the wizard island.

This kind of thing.

Sending him to hell and interrogating the soul directly is more simple and reliable.

This time.

But the shopkeeper walked outside his room with a bucket of water and a mop.

When he opened the door, he seemed not afraid of the corpses on the ground. He put down the bucket, put one hand in his apron, and chattered, "you bastard demon hunters are all virtuous, and they are happy when dealing with evil believers. Do you know how long I have to collect the mess you left?

Demon hunter, you have to pay me ten times the rent. "

Handed her a ten pound note and said coldly, "don't change it."

"No, ten times is ten times."

Then he turned back and shouted to his man at the entrance of the stairs to get some change.

Turn around and start cleaning the blood on the ground with a mop.

Cole's eyes fell on the gray, old and fat back of the shopkeeper and said, "you know us very well."

The shopkeeper snorted coldly and said, "my husband and my three sons are demon hunters. How can I not be familiar with them?"

"All?"

"Of course, but they were all dead and killed by a witch."

Maybe it mentioned her sadness.

The shopkeeper's chatter stopped abruptly, bending down and mopping the floor.

Cole crushed the smoke out.

Put down her upturned legs and said, "what's the witch's name?"

"I don't know. They never told me this. It seems that they mentioned the word 'pain'. My youngest son worked in the witch emergency department and died in the imperial capital not long ago, and..."

That's it.

She suddenly turned to look at Cole, stared at his face for a long time, frowned and said, "I always think I've seen your face somewhere... Forget it, old age is useless.

If you have something to do, go first. I've called the police station and they'll deal with the two bodies. "

This time.

Cole suddenly recalled the young man who was carried out by a female demon hunter on the streets of the imperial capital that day. Was that man her son?

Didn't say anything.

Get up and walk out.

Passing by the innkeeper, he said, "your son's business will come to an end sooner or later."

The old mother, who lost her son but was still strong and optimistic, held the mop and looked back at Cole who disappeared in the corridor.

Maybe it's thinking of a dead relative.

His originally angry face showed a helpless smile, shook his head, turned and continued to mop the floor to clean the messy hotel.

He said to himself, "a witch can't be dealt with by a little demon hunter. You'd better protect your own life."

...

Sitting alone at the railway station.

Cigarette butts piled up under my feet.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the train arrived on time.

Cole closed the latest newspaper he had just bought from the newsboy and reported in detail what had happened along the Strait of Montserrat.

Take out the train ticket.

Get on the train for golden harbor.