The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"I have other options now, I'll give you this thing back."

After saying this, Sigmund noticed that the expression on Ashley's face seemed to be a little weird, and the pain in his body distracted him. At this time, he suddenly realized why the female assassin showed such a big deal. reaction.

"Wait, listen to me explain"

Sigmund smiled bitterly, but Ashley didn't give him a chance to speak at all, closed the door, and strode up the stairs.

"Listen to me, Ashley, I'm not teasing you or saying you use a stick"

"Shut up!"

The female assassin snorted coldly, and then saw Rebecca walking out of another room not far away.

Rebecca glanced at Sigmund and Ashley with a puzzled look, and seemed very curious about the conversation between the two.

"I got a new one, the one heavier, and I'm comfortable using it, so I'm going to give this back to you."

"How about I show it to you?"

"No need." Ashley waved her hand randomly, "Give it to me."

"OK."

Sigmon raised his hand and threw out the sword and staff in his hand.

pat.

He lowered his head and looked at the weapon that fell not far from his feet.

It hurts so much, my body is completely out of control.

Ah.

The female assassin didn't say anything, but her eyes seemed to mock Sigmon silently.

Such a powerless man.

even throw a stick

Damn stick! !

"Rebecca, let's go!"

The female assassin, whose body was completely restored to normal, walked down the stairs quickly, followed by the suspicious lawyer lady.

"between you"

"Wine to accompany me!" Sigmund interrupted the lawyer's inquiry indifferently.

"you!"

"Sigmon, you should really learn what a real gentleman is."

Thinking of the embarrassment that day, Rebecca rushed downstairs angrily.

Until she got into the carriage, she kept thinking about the few words she had just heard.

"Ashley, why did Sigmund give you his stick?"

Ask questions when they arise, but the lady attorney did not notice the ambiguity in her words at all. After all, from the time she had the impression, the cane seemed to be carried by Sigmund.

What is his stick? !

Ashley's face was full of black lines, "This is not his, this is mine, just lent him temporarily."

"Yours?" The lawyer lady looked surprised.

"What are you doing with a stick?"

Before she finished speaking, Rebecca suddenly felt her body tighten, and the temperature in the carriage seemed to have dropped a little.

"Use it for self-defense!"

With a snap, the dagger popped out of the cane, and Ashley gritted her teeth and answered Rebecca's question.

"Amazing!"

"Sigmon's stick is amazing!"

The lawyer lady clapped her hands in exclamation and exclaimed loudly, not noticing the contortion on Ashley's face at all.

Suddenly, I really wanted to kick her to death, the female assassin thought silently.

On the other side, Sigmon, who was struggling to adjust to his body pain, was just about to take a break after breakfast when the doorbell downstairs shook, and a letter was handed in along the crack of the door.

"It's the captain."

Sigmund, who was in pain, really wanted to lie down at home, but he couldn't pretend he didn't see it when he received Marek's letter.

After simply packing up, changing his clothes, and carrying a new cane, Sigmon left the apartment.

Marek Research & Consulting.

"good afternoon."

After saying hello to the reception girl at the front desk, Sigmon did not go upstairs, but used the badge to control the elevator and went directly to the ground.

"Come here to get your equipment."

Several items on the table, neatly folded black windbreaker, with a black round hat pressed on the windbreaker.

Next to the clothes is a silver revolver with a thick barrel and twenty-four bullets for use.

What was left in the end was a palm-sized police badge.

"Benet's death has finally been resolved, but his successor has not yet arrived. According to the way of doing things in the Oracle Church, it is inevitable to find some trouble at that time."

"Because of his death, we got the opportunity to enter Liam City. According to the negotiation, we can eat at least one-third of the urban area before the new successor arrives."

Malek looked happy, and praised Sigmund loudly as soon as he saw him.

"Good job!"

"I'm very optimistic about you, keep working hard, if the situation allows, I can introduce you to my teacher!"

Malek laughed and patted Sigmon's shoulder hard.

Plop.

The huge pain crushed Sigmon. He gritted his teeth without groaning, but his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

!

Gildo, who was standing beside him, narrowed his eyes.

The captain just complimented you, but you kneeled directly? !

Do you want to face?

Although I like to lick, but licking is also dignified.

You are going too far!

At this moment, Gildo feels that his identity as the licking king is being terribly threatened.

"What are you doing?" He stepped forward to help Sigmund who fell to the ground.

Gildo's strength is much greater than that of ordinary people. If he just exerts his strength normally, Sigmon won't feel anything, but he is now in a special period.

So as soon as Gildo exerted force, his body trembled slightly and shrank back, trying to get rid of the opponent's hands.

One advance and one retreat.

Again and again, in the end, Sigmund resisted the pain and got up from the ground.

"Thank you Captain for your encouragement!"

This time he didn't dare to get close to Malek anymore, and kept a distance from him~www.novelmt.com~ Where did I just say? "

"Speaking of us, under your leadership, we regained control of Liam City. It's amazing, Captain, with this alone, it won't take long for you to be promoted and leave here."

Gildo smiled and started touting.

"This credit is not enough." Malek didn't care, and looked at Sigmon.

"In order to reward your contribution this time, go out and rest for a while."

"Going out to rest?" Sigmon was stunned at first, but another piece of information quickly popped out of his mind.

Public travel? !

And this good thing.

"Well, tomorrow, go to Gwen Town, where a grand straw man festival is going to be held recently."

straw man festival

Is the first a verb?

Because of your demeanor, captain, why did you say it so vaguely?

But then Malek's explanation cleared up Sigmund's doubts.

The so-called grass man means literally.

Gwen Town is a special town not far from Liam City. It is an island, but it is partly connected to the land.

Because of the abundance of flowers, it attracts many middle-class people to go there for leisure every year.

The town's famous festival in May is the so-called straw man festival.

At that time, every household will carefully prepare a special scarecrow. Then put on gorgeous clothes for the straw man.

It is said that in the local area, people use this way to express their respect for their ancestors and their attachment to emotions.

And after the grand singing, dancing and carnival, the rest is the traditional program of the straw man festival.

Uh

The men and women in love looked right, and the outside tourists who were confused by alcohol also let go of their restraint.

What can be done with the rest?

Grass Man Festival.

You taste, you taste carefully.