Chapter 381：

When Christide saw the stranger, she thought the visitor was evil.

During the war, there were many people who did ridiculous things.

She was instinctively wary of John, and after learning about John's deal, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, as an orphan and a widower, I was still a little nervous when I saw a person holding a weapon.

"You are looking for monsters. In the reed field past here, there are three strange cats that eat corpses." When Christida mentioned the corpse, the little girl trembled.

John nodded when he heard this and said: "If it is true, then our deal can be concluded happily."

He looked at the woman and said, "I hope there is someone who can lead the way."

Christida was a little embarrassed. She didn't want to go out with a person with weapons.

At this moment, the girl who was questioned first spoke, "I'll take you there."

"Ciri." Christida spoke to her adopted daughter.

The white-haired Ciri showed determination that was different from ordinary girls. She said: "I will take you there, but you have to give the deer first."

"Of course." said John, a kid who looked about the same age as a first-year student at Hogwarts.

Although he acted very mature, John was actually still less than sixteen years old.

He held out his hand to Ciri, "I hope you don't mind riding on the same horse with me."

"Of course not." Ciri held the hand and was pulled onto the horse by John.

Cristide was still worried, but Ciri reassured her.

"let's go."

Ciri reached out to grab the reins, and John let go of his hand, letting Ciri control Polo.

Ciri has ridden horses before, but none of them are as stable as this horse.

When passing by a path on one side, there was a sound of collapse next to it.

But the horse wasn't afraid at all, and didn't even turn its head.

This surprised Ciri, and she asked curiously: "What's the name of this horse?"

"Polo." John did not touch the girl, but tried not to get close.

"Polo?" Ciri tentatively called the name.

But Polo didn't respond at all, which made her very depressed.

"It's deaf, so it can't hear." John said casually, "How long until it arrives, Ciri?"

Ciri looked forward, somewhat dissatisfied with John's dismissive tone, and said, "Pass the front."

All right.

John felt that he might as well dismount and walk, maintaining a posture so as not to touch Ciri's weak waist.

Xirui also noticed it, and she was a little surprised.

She is still aware of her appearance.

Originally, she volunteered to lead the way because of John's dead deer.

After escaping from Cintra, she was adopted by Cristide. This adoptive mother treated her very well and treated her equally.

So she wanted to repay the other party as much as she could.

Now she had suppressed her dissatisfaction with John's demeanor.

"We're here." She tightened the reins and stopped.

John dismounted and looked around. Here was a patch of reeds.

As the sun was setting, shadows were cast into the reeds, and crows were making unpleasant calls.

This place looks full of weirdness.

Ciri dismounted and tried her best to stay calm. She couldn't help but stand behind John and whispered: "Those three strange cats appeared and wandered here three days ago."

John found human bones on the tree with signs of gnawing.

"Stay behind me." After saying to Ciri, John drew the sword on his back.

When Shirley saw John's back, it gave people a sense of security.

They walked into the reed field.

John tapped the sword on the ground, and an invisible wave was transmitted.

Before Siri could react, John turned around suddenly, grabbed Siri's shoulders and pressed down.

Silver light floated over Ciri, and the shrill meowing sound made people shudder.

A drop of blood fell on Ciri's ear.

She turned her head and saw with her peripheral vision, a blood cat the size of an ocelot was pierced by a sword and hanging there.

The cat followed John and the others silently as they entered the reed field.

If it hadn't been for John just now, Ciri's neck would have been torn apart by the blood cat.

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Chapter 406 I saw the white wolf

"Grab my robe."

John shouted low, raised his left hand and knocked the blood cat away.

His eyes turned into vertical pupils, and two shrill baby-like cries were heard in the dark night.

John used a psychic spell to look for traces of the blood cat.

Unless you see these guys with the naked eye, you can't even hear their existence.

"The fur can also isolate it from detection."

John's eyes narrowed. The one just now was eager to attack, and its tail swept the reed for John to catch.

Shirley grabbed the corner of John's clothes and followed closely behind John.

"It seems I made some mistakes." John said lightly, "I should let you leave."

"Don't underestimate me." Ciri said.

John took off his bearskin cloak and covered Ciri directly.

"This cloak has some defensive effects. It will not kill you at once, nor will it let you get burned."

"Fever?" Ciri was stunned.

John's eyes quickly scanned the reeds. Since he couldn't find them, he just forced them out.

He pulled out his wand and said, "Incendio"

The ancient whisper sounded, making Ciri stunned.

It made her feel inexplicably familiar.

Then she understood why John said she wouldn't be burned.

Flames floated out from the tip of the staff, quickly turning the reeds into a sea of ​​fire.

Reeds are inherently flammable, and they can't stop burning now.

A shrill cry came out again from the reed field that was engulfed in flames.

John locked in immediately.

He raised his left hand, and a shock wave destroyed all the shelters in front of him.

A cat with blood-brown fur was exposed, and the lines on his shoes glowed purple.

Ciri saw John disappear in front of her, and the next second the sharp scream of the baby's cry hit her eardrums.

John kicked the blood cat's bones to pieces, and cut off the blood cat's head with his sword.

The second blood cat died.

Siri's face showed joy, and before she was happy, she felt the fatal feeling coming from behind.

Just when she felt death approaching, she took a step forward.

She couldn't help but scream at the burning pain.

There was a terrible scratch on the bear's skin.

Looking back, a blood cat with flames burning on its body roared unwillingly.

When it was about to attack, a ray of silver light passed through its neck.

The silver sword was nailed into the ground, and the blood cat was killed as well.

John came over and lifted up Ciri's cloak.

The claw marks on the cloak did not penetrate the bearskin, but the impact still damaged the clothes on Ciri's back.

"It's okay, but the clothes are a little damaged." John pulled up Ciri.

Ciri hurriedly wiped her hands behind her back and touched the broken place. She was very sad.

Those are the clothes Ciri wore from Cintra. Regardless of their value, they are one of the few things that she can miss about Cintra.

"Reparo"

Shirley was feeling sad when she heard John's whisper.

She looked around and saw that where the wand was pointing, the scars on her clothes were being repaired.

This is magic she has never seen before from the palace wizard.

John repaired her clothes, used a telepathic spell to confirm that there were no monsters around, and he reached out to Ciri.

Xi Rui was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

"My cloak." John pointed, indicating that he could return it to himself.

Shirley took a deep breath, and for some reason, she suddenly felt that John had become annoying.

The feeling of being protected just now disappeared without a trace.

After solving the blood cat, the sky has completely darkened.

John lit up the seventh rune as he wished.

He took Siri back, but he couldn't let Siri go back alone.

But this time he didn't ride a horse. He let Ciri sit on it and he chose to walk on his legs.

"What's your name?" Xi Rui suddenly became curious about this person.

She asked curiously: "Why are you killing monsters everywhere?"

"It's a mission of some kind," John said casually, leading the horse on the path, "My name is Yadani."

"Yadani?" Hearing this name, Ciri felt a little familiar.

She found that although it was dark, John was not affected at all.

The two of them walked to Xirui's adoptive mother's house.

"Ouch—!"

A wolf howled, making John stop.

He looked up and saw, under the moonlight, a white wolf with silver light on its body, looking here from a distance.

"What is that?" Ciri's eyes widened.

"That's some kind of guidance." John had a feeling that he might have to go back soon.

Ciri didn't understand what John's guidance meant, and the white wolf quickly disappeared.

They returned to Ciri's adoptive mother's house. Seeing Ciri's safe return, Christida finally let go of her worries.