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No matter if they are bandits who rob houses, mercenaries who travel far and wide, or criminals who are burdened with crimes.

Everyone in the tavern fell silent, and many people didn't even dare to breathe.

A witch hunter shows up here, and that's not good news.

This guy was wearing a very exaggerated tall hat with a candle lit on it, and a rapier and a musket hung around his waist.

The most eye-catching thing is the double-tailed comet symbol on the shoulder. Everyone in the tavern can be sure that this is a witch hunter.

They are judge, judge and executioner all in one.

They could hang or burn anyone they considered suspicious without going through the court or the lord.

In order to wipe out all the pagans within the empire, they would stop at nothing and would take action immediately even if there was only the slightest suspicion.

Witch hunters will not accept bribes or flattery, and will never have the slightest regret or doubt.

Their cruelty does not tolerate any flaws, and there is no mercy or sympathy.

If necessary, they would rather raze an entire village to the ground than let a single Chaos Cultist escape.

Even if all the vicious people in the tavern were added together, they might not have killed as many people as this witch hunter.

Even if all the mercenaries in the entire tavern were added together, the number of monsters killed would definitely not reach a fraction of the witch hunter's annual mission.

The witch hunter is so mysterious. Some people say that the witch hunter is a good user of rapiers and can break through the giant swordsman's defense within three moves.

Some also say that witch hunters are good at using flintlock muskets. With a loud shout of guilt, they can easily shoot through the plate armor helmet of the Rick Guards from a distance of one hundred meters.

Some even say that witch hunters are skilled in using various holy objects and props, and can kill people without them being seen from a long distance away.

But no matter what, the only thing that remains unchanged is everyone's fear of witch hunters.

The witch hunter walked slowly and quickly took in the entire tavern. Very good, there was no heresy, just ordinary people.

Perhaps the woman with purple eyes next to her has committed many murders, but they are not the witch hunters' business.

He has only one mission, to purify the Chaos corruption and vampire corruption within the empire.

"A glass of light beer and a meal."

The witch hunter opened his mouth and frightened the tavern waiter so much that his legs went weak, and he then walked towards the kitchen holding the counter.

He was too scared, but he had to listen to the witch hunter. After the beer and food were served to the table, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief, and then intentionally or unintentionally moved away from the witch hunter in front of him.

"Wait, my name is Victor Saltzpyre, a witch hunter of the Order of Sigmar, and I have something to ask you."

These words made the waiter's legs tremble again, and he returned to the witch hunter named Victor tremblingly.

"Hello, Mr. Witch Hunter. There are many people in our tavern. Maybe there is everything here."

Completely ignoring the waiter's stuttering tone, the witch hunter Victor took out a wanted poster with a woman's head drawn on it.

"Have you seen this woman? Has she passed by here?"

"No, no, sir, absolutely not. There are many people coming to the tavern, but there has never been a terrible woman like this."

In this case, the witch hunter Victor withdrew the wanted order and even finished the light beer and food he ordered at some point.

Five copper coins were placed on the table, and then the witch hunter quickly sat up without any hesitation.

"Thank you for the information."

Just as he was about to push the door open and leave, Mousse's eyes locked on the witch hunter.

The dark elves had never seen a witch hunter, let alone the existence of such a profession.

But masters can sense the presence of the enemy through murderous aura, and Mousse has no reservations about this.

She only took one look and knew that the witch hunter named Victor was extremely powerful, and the most important thing was.

"He doesn't have murderous aura, but he's quite powerful. Use your tongue to think of a way. It's rare to have the opportunity to build a relationship with a strong man."

The law of the jungle is the basic law of the dark elves, but Mousse's words are obviously an excuse.

Dark elves are born with outstanding senses and can detect all potential dangers and traps. The Lord of Dread, who seems to be walking on the edge of a knife every day, knows how to avoid risks.

The Imperial Witch Hunters seemed to be similar to the Kane Assassins in the eyes of the Dark Elves, and their appearance was extremely dangerous.

Even if you are not their enemy, you still have to worry, because their targets are definitely not easy to deal with.

Mousse stretched out his hand and pushed, allowing Wendlow to stand up directly from the bench.

"Aren't you good at chatting? Go talk to that guy and ask him what his goal is."

This frightened Windlow. Although he knew that witch hunters were all good people, the witch hunter named Victor was too murderous. His legs began to tremble before he even walked over to him.

"Is something wrong?"

Naturally, the noise did not escape Victor's ears. He turned around and his eyes were instantly locked on Windlow.

For the first time, Wendlow felt threatened, just like the first time he was stared at by Mousse. He felt weak all over and cold sweat ran down his back.

But he knew better than to give up.

He walked slowly to the table and spoke his words calmly without any thought.

"Hello, witch hunter. I just heard that you were chasing some fugitive. I am a traveling merchant who has traveled to many places. Perhaps I can provide you with information."

This was true. The witch hunter named Victor nodded, stretched out his hand, and the wanted warrant unfolded in his hand.

There was a picture of a woman with white hair. The most special thing about her was her scarlet eyes and two protruding fangs.

"vampire?"

"Yes, do you have any information on this vampire?"

"I came all the way from Wiesen Territory, and I didn't see this guy on the road. We are now in Longingbrook City, the only transit station to the Border Prince Territory. This can only mean that this vampire did not go to the heart of the empire, nor did he escape to the Border Prince Territory."

Windlow's words were indeed very logical, and the witch hunter Victor also agreed with his statement.

"Thank you for your help, citizen of the Empire, and thank you for your dedication to the Empire. Sigmar will bless you."

After saying this, when Windlow raised his eyes again, the witch hunter had disappeared.

"He left already."

Behind him, Mousse, who had learned all the information, slowly stood up and did not drink the last glass of wine, but placed it on the table.

"So, there must be a very dangerous vampire in Ivy Territory."