"Bang!"

The door of the tavern was pushed open, and a big guy walked in. The big guy was bald, but his hair was very vigorous. Whether it was a beard, chest, or armpit, there were lush golden retrievers, and he looked like an enlarged version of a golden retriever.

A man tied with a green rope on his shoulders was carried on the big guy. After walking into the tavern, the big guy threw the man on his shoulders directly to the seat, and then sat down with a big golden sword.

Rubbing his hands and driving away the cold caused by walking outside for a long time, the big guy couldn't help but shout at the boss: "Barbecue, rum, hurry up!"

The big guy patted the table like a child, looking impatient.

At this time, a middle-aged woman wearing armor with a horse whip in hand walked in and sat down naturally in front of the big guy's table. Seeing the big guy slapped the table and urged him, he couldn't help but frown:

"Milanchi, how many times have I told you that you are a nobleman, and a nobleman must keep the etiquette of the nobleman. Look at what you are now, like a beggar who is beggar!"

The big guy named "Milanchi" was angry when he saw the woman, and immediately sat upright, and then muttered: "I know, mom."

"Hey, I said Katerina, have you gained something again today?" The boss first brought two big bowls of broth and delivered it to the table, and then brought a large jar of rum.

The boss respects this mother-son combination very much. Their arrival has made this town, which was often haunted by dark creatures, peaceful for half a year because the mother-son is a pair of demon hunters.

This world is a world where humans and many creatures coexist. Because of the Vatican Church, human society has at least an absolute advantage on the surface, but the harassment of dark creatures inevitably has a great impact on the production and life of ordinary humans.

For ordinary people, dark creatures are terrifying existences. Unless they are regular troops of the kingdom, it is difficult to resist the harassment of dark creatures by just a small town.

But it is precisely because of this that the profession of the demon hunter was born;

After all, the power of the Holy See is limited. Even if there are churches in every big city, which are protected by priests and Templars, it is difficult to effectively take into account more remote places. The witch hunters basically operate in this kind of place, hunting dark creatures and charging local commissions, which is protection fees. Of course, it doesn’t matter if the locals are so poor that they are jingling. Taking their prey to nearby churches will also gain considerable benefits according to the level of prey.

"Old Holding, the business has been difficult recently. Fortunately, I caught a big guy this time. I plan to take him to the church of Triumph City with my son to exchange for bonuses. I probably won't come back here again after that." Katerina said proudly after drinking a large glass of rum.

As he said that, he kicked the man tied up at the foot, "Old Holding, guess what is this?"

"Hehe, we feel unsafe when you leave, alas." Old Holding was not very interested in dark creatures and did not dare to look closer, but he still had his eyesight. The thin skin and tender flesh of this man tied up looked unlikely to be a werewolf, but he might be a vampire.

"Who told your mayor to be too stingy? We are willing to pay monthly salary to guard the town, but your mayor is not willing." Caterina complained. She actually yearned for the life of ordinary people more, and her son was already at the age of enrollment. As a down-and-out aristocratic family, Caterina attaches great importance to her son's education. She doesn't want her son to continue to hold the title of aristocratic but still engage in the work of a demon hunter.

After all, the witch hunter is like a mercenary, and may one day die at the hands of a dark creature.

"Oh, this is how Mayor Marel is. He just guards his small vault and is unwilling to let go. He will be anxious if he has to wait until someone dies in the town." Holding was obviously very dissatisfied with his mayor. After all, everyone hopes that there will be witch hunters in the town for a long time to protect everyone's safety.

"Okay, where is the barbecue?" Katerina was also hungry, and she knew that a bowl of broth could not fill her son's stomach at all. Although the witch hunter had a dangerous job, his salary was still very high, so he didn't have to save on food, clothing and expenses.

"I asked someone to go to the hunter's place to buy meat." Holding smiled embarrassedly, and pointed to the man in a black windbreaker sitting at the innermost part of the tavern. "This gentleman packed all the meat in our store before you."

"Meat, meat, meat." Milanchi, who had finished drinking the broth, shouted again with dissatisfaction, but when he saw his mother's eyes, he immediately became listless again. This big guy with the ability to hunt adult werewolf alone was as docile as a kitten in front of his mother.

Katerina looked at the man sitting in the corner with curiosity and said in confusion: "Old Holding, you feel that there are no guests today, so..."

"No, no, no, it's this guest who really packed all the meat he prepared today, and he has eaten more than half of it now." Holding was puzzled. At this time, Holding secretly reached into his pocket and took out a handful of gold coins. He lowered his voice and said, "Ms. Katerina, please help me see which country's currency is this?"

Holding is not worried that Katerina will steal her money. In fact, every witch hunter needs to go to the church to register, otherwise you will not be able to receive rewards if you hunt higher-level dark creatures. The church also has extremely strict control measures for the witch hunter profession. If the witch hunter dares to do something to bully the weak, then I'm sorry, the Templars will come to you for tea immediately.

"I have never seen this kind of gold coins before." Katerina replied, and then she began to comfort her son and coax her son to wait and get some meat to eat. Well, maybe it can, if there is prey there.

As for these coins, they were originally from the burial objects of the Oriental Tombs, so people here naturally could not recognize them.

The man in the windbreaker sitting in the corner was eating his own charcoal grilled steak. In this place, the seasonings were really scarce, and he could only use the simplest seasoning to marinate the meat briefly. Of course, it was just a formality because he could no longer wait to eat the meat.

One piece after another, as if you had just been released from prison or had never eaten meat in your life.

The aroma of the grilled steak kept floating over, which made the big guy Milanchi very excited. Even with the comfort of his mother, he couldn't sit still. At that moment, he stood up and walked to the table at the end.

Katerina frowned slightly, but was not ready to say anything. She knew that her son could use money to do things. His son would still abide by this dogma, and she couldn't bear to see how hard her son was starving. You must know that the mother and son had been chasing the guy under the table for three days before they could catch the guy under the table. The hard work was self-evident.

"Bang!"

A small bag of gold coins was placed on the table. Milanchi pointed to the grilled steak on the table and growled, "Gold coins, give me meat!"

However, Milanchi's response was just a simple word:

"roll."

Milanchi's chest was undulating, and he knocked on the table hard again, repeating, "Gold coins, give them to you, meat, give them to me!"

This time, the other party was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he directly put a piece of beef into his mouth and chewed it, looking like he was enjoying himself.

Milanchi's breathing began to get faster and faster, which was a sign that he was about to get angry.

Katerina on this side also stood up and shouted to the other side: "Sir, we just caught a dark creature in order to protect the safety of the town. My son is hungry. He needs some of your meat to replenish himself. We buy it from you with money. This is a reasonable requirement!"

I have to say that the rules of the Holy See in this world are somewhat similar to those of the broadcast. Even if a powerful professional group like the witch hunter wants to bully ordinary people a little, they still have to reason first.

Of course, no matter how strict the witch hunters are controlled by the Holy See, they are not really humble to the point of crossing the street. Their status is equivalent to half of the Templars, so as long as some things are not overdoing and the reason makes sense, the Holy See will most likely turn a blind eye to it. After all, the Holy See also a large group of demon hunters to help them suppress dark creatures. The Bishop and the Templars prefer to stay in the church and listen to the Lord's teachings, and there is no time to run around.

However, the guest continued to eat his own meat without any intention of paying attention.

Milanchi couldn't help it and reached out to grab the other person's shoulder. He planned to throw the other person out and sit down and eat the meat by himself.

Katerina just glanced at Old Holding, and Holding smiled tactfully, signaling that she would not report it.

However, soon, the faces and expressions of Holding and Katerina froze;

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came out, Milanchi's huge body was thrown out, and his body broke through the wooden wall and threw it into the stable next door.

And the man continued to eat his barbecue.

Katerina was like a frightened little cat. Oh no, it was a middle-aged cat. She quickly pulled out her sword, and her fighting spirit rose up on her body, and she asked sternly:

"Your Excellency, who are you, is a knight from the Holy See or... someone from the Dark Camp."

Katerina would never dare to take her son lightly at all if she could throw her son out in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the sloppy man who had been thrown by Milanchi on the bottom of the table and tied with a green rope seemed to suddenly sense something, and roared with his last force:
Chapter completed!