Chapter 116 You can accept it, or be forced to accept it

Author: Deng Dies

Chapter 116 You can accept it, or be forced to accept it

The city lord is the city lord.

"You want to see me?"

"Strange people."

The city lord Isaac's voice was cold. He looked down at the prisoner below.

He had realized that this chaotic gangster who was willing to act in the city was prepared.

"To be precise, I want to meet three big names."

"I'm lucky and saved a lot of trouble."

Ryan's plain voice made the jury and even the city lord's expression sank.

The prisoner was very arrogant and even extremely arrogant, and did not show the respect he deserved and the embarrassment of being trapped in a cage.

"Strange people, where did you come from?"

Archbishop Wilder looked at his old friend who was as deep as water, thinking that it was necessary to ask the person's background before he got angry. This is also the main reason why the three of them were willing to meet this uninvited guest today.

Wilder's voice was low and gentle, and it sounded quite gentle.

However, the man in the cage below shook his head at this moment, and the city lord looked at him with a sneer.

“Come from outside.”

The prisoner's face was covered with an ancient well and spoke lightly.

His voice, without any fluctuations, subtly spread to the courtroom.

"ridiculous!"

The city lord slapped the wooden table in front of him hard, and his anger was hidden in his eyes, like steel nails piercing into people's hearts, hideous and bloody.

"You are deliberately humiliating everyone present! A villain like you should be sent to prison and torture to death!"

The city lord's angry roar came into Ryan's ears.

The man raised his eyebrows, and he glanced at the angry city lord with a little meaning, and said lightly:

“So what if you come from outside?”

As Ryan said this, his eyes flashed slightly, and he remembered something that Willard had mentioned.

The city has opened the "city mobilization formation".

People inside can't get out, people outside can't get in.

but.

Ryan did not feel any discomfort when he passed through the "wall" made of mist.

"It's easy to walk into this city."

Ryan showed calmness and repeated: "Come from outside, come in."

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The Archbishop frowned and showed a thoughtful look.

"So--"

"Why are you here?"

On the side, the priestess who had never spoken from beginning to end suddenly fixed his gaze on Ryan.

She fucked her cold voice without any ups and downs and said coldly: "My prophecy tells me that you are a cruel executioner."

"It's stained with countless blood and smelly."

"People like you cannot and should not appear in this city."

"You will only bring more variables to the unstable city."

The priestess said a lot of content.

Most of them are nonsense like "guessing" and "premonition", but their tone is extremely certain, like a charlatan.

prophecy?

Ryan felt something strange.

But he soon remembered that there were often bizarre landscapes in this city where "saints" identified the witch through prophecy.

Since the woman above is dressed like a priest.

Most of the time she also has some special abilities.

But. It seems that compared to the direct identification of the "saint", hers is a little powerless?

"I'm here to help you."

Ryan said expressionlessly.

"Help you get through the difficulties."

The witch hunter in the cage added: "Maybe you don't believe it, I am a hunter. It is my specialty to accept commissions to hunt."

"certainly."

“Not free.”

The hunter made a little joke.

"All nonsense!"

The city lord Isaac was obviously fed up with the attitude of the stranger. In his opinion, this uninvited guest was obviously willing to challenge authority, like the madman who made a big fuss about the witch's judgment!

Hunter? Hehe, yes.

Looking at this man, he looked arrogant and arrogant, and his weird and terrifying dark blue eyes.

It's exactly the same as those venomous snake-like witch hunters, especially their eyes!

Professional monster killer?

No! It's just a crazy man who suddenly becomes a half-human and half-monster.

Madmen, they are all madmen!

"My city doesn't need outsiders to point fingers!"

"A lowly monster!"

The city lord slapped the desktop with red eyes.

"Ahem!"

Archbishop Wilder quickly spoke out.

"Hunter is not a profession worthy of being a big show, young man."

Because of long-term prejudice and this profession often come into contact with death and blood, and with monsters in slaughter, how can the witch hunter not be afraid of the world?

The prejudices accumulate deeper and deeper.

In the end, he was hated, betrayed, and murdered.

In the world, there are few witch hunters who are truly talented and knowledgeable, and they dare to appear in front of so many people with such great fanfare.

less.

The prisoners in the cage remain unsuspecting.

"It seems that there are really [peers] in the memory that these people have been implanted."

only.

Because this is an overarching world and is still in an underdeveloped era.

My colleagues are not doing well.

“I don’t want to cause riots or cause trouble.”

Ryan's calm face was like a pool of stagnant water. Before he could wait for the big man above to express his opinion, he then said lightly: "My purpose is very simple."

"Hunt monsters and end this disaster."

With his head raised, he looked at the three figures on the high table.

Suddenly, the city lord sneered.

"We have no trust in the uninvited guys - let alone, you are a witch hunter."

"You are another monster, too."

"But monsters like you refuse to hide in the fog and act at night, but appear in front of everyone openly."
To be continued...