"thunder……"

No matter which material world is in, thunder is a very devastating destructive force. When thunder hangs from the clouds like a waterfall, its impact on mortals is unparalleled.

For example, the knights who led the way for Diapolo were already shocked by the scenery beyond imagination in front of them - the ancient castle that had experienced vicissitudes gradually turned into ruins under the shroud of thunder.

The knight who was originally in awe of Diapolo's identity as a witch hunter and thought he could solve supernatural supernatural events, looked at Diapolo as if he was looking up at a god.

After all, the thunderstorm that destroyed the castle into ruins in front of us is indeed like the scene of the gods dropping their wrath in the propaganda of the Holy Fire Church.

"Okay, if you describe it accurately, then all the evil spirits in this castle should have been wiped out!"

Diapolo, who had moved a castle, looked at the knight without changing his face. Behind him, he had gained more powerful power and completely controlled it. The female dragon man Grey, who had a little inflated heart, shrank his head, and was as honest as a quail.

"Now you can go and take me to find your Lord and discuss the price of eliminating demons."

The knight, who was staring at Diapolo's eyes, felt weak all over. He glanced at the charred ruins with lightning and swallowed with difficulty.

"Sir, please follow me... No, just wait here for a moment. I'll go and invite Lord Viscount to come."

Originally, the knight wanted to take this master to find the viscount, but when he thought of the power he had just shown, he immediately felt that it was inappropriate. How could such a great man go to see the viscount? It should be the viscount coming to see the viscount.

“Good response!”

Seeing the knight who was rushing to find the local lord, Diapolo was quite appreciative. He took Grey to wander around the small town, but no matter where he went, he was greeted with awe.

After all, the terrifying scene of thunder falling in the sky just now was seen as long as you were not blind. The city was not big, and it was a fart in the east and a smell could be smelled in the west. In this case, Diapolo could not be low-key.

Then things were taken for granted. After learning that the evil in his castle had been removed, the viscount returned happily from the manor to the city.

But when he saw that the castle that had been passed down by his family for hundreds of years turned into ruins, he couldn't help but feel dizzy and stood there on the spot. After reacting, he was furious.

Originally, he wanted to order the witch hunter who destroyed his family's foundation to be captured, but after listening to the description of the knight, he quickly regained his calmness, and then chose to condescend and find the tavern patronized by the witch hunter.

"You can give it to the cost of eliminating demons. One copper coin is not too small, and a thousand gold coins are not too large."

The fat Viscount heard the witch hunter with scales on his cheeks in front of him say to him like this, and it sounded like a generous look and didn't care about money at all.

But how can you take this seriously? If you really give a copper plate, you may not be too long. Waving your hand can turn a castle into ruins. Even if you don’t care about the mundane gold and silver, you must also care about the offenses of those ants to you.

“1000 gold coins!”

The fat viscount wearing silk and satin gritted his teeth and said the numbers that made his fat body tremble.

"Thank you for expelling the evil spirits for me!"

"Um!"

Seeing that the nobleman seemed to have all the fat on his body been cut down dozens of kilograms, Diapolo looked calm and urged this guy,

"I'm leaving before dark."

"I understand. I will definitely deliver the reward you deserve before dark."

The nobleman, whose heart was as shattered as a knife, responded tremblingly, and left the tavern that had fallen into silence with trembling steps and went to prepare for the reward.

He dared not delay. Although this was a huge sum of money, it was nothing compared to his wealth and life.

As the nobleman left the tavern, the sky-high exorcist reward spread wildly in the city. When everyone knew this small town, the news was passed further away, gradually within the territory of the Kingdom of Willen.

And what is undoubtedly associated with this amazing exorcist reward is the witch hunter who summoned thunder from the sky.

Of course, almost everyone's first reaction when they hear such a demon hunter is to question. Thunder represents the power of heaven and earth, so how can there be a demon hunter who controls thunder?

But no matter how many doubts there are, the witch hunter who has black and yellow vertical pupils and can control the thunder, his fame spread with the spread of sky-high rewards and became famous.

At this time, Diapolo, who had left the small town, certainly didn't care about this. His current target was the monsters wandering in the Kingdom of Willen, those powerful monsters that could provide him with abundant blood.

In this process, Diapolo always inadvertently showed a terrifying power. This power made most ordinary people fear, but it also made a small number of people yearn for it.

In this strange and rampant world, some people are willing to give everything to get a chance to survive for a long time, even a monster in human skin.

For those who want to follow him, Diapolo will generally not refuse them. After all, those who have the courage to follow him are not ordinary people. Even if they are ordinary people, it is only temporary.

So, gradually, as Diapolo's footsteps spread throughout the towns and cities of the Kingdom of Wilen, his reputation became even higher and worse than that of all women and children.

In proportion to his reputation, there are more and more followers around him. Although there are constant followers dying in battles with strange and evil spirits, there are always more people who want to follow him than those who die in battle.

"Mr. Geralt, please save my child! Please!"

The ragged woman knelt in front of the man with black and yellow vertical eyes, crying sadly, but such crying did not attract the sympathy of the followers behind the man.

Someone came forward to drive the village woman away because the village woman's body and the cradle in her arms did not have any abnormality.

"etc."

Diapolo stopped his entourage, and after he left obediently, he looked down at the village woman in front of him.

"Your child is dead!"

"Sir, please save my child. Please, please, I can't survive without him!"
Chapter completed!