“One, two, three, four…Seventeen, eighteen.”

"Eighteen Oren, thirty-seven copper coins."

"Damn it, they're such a poor guy. You'll have to spend all your money to drink and go to the brothel."

Wayne counted the bloody Oren coins in his hand, snorted disdainfully, then wiped the blood and stuffed them all into his purse.

After the battle, he searched through more than a dozen corpses on the ground, but only found such a small amount of money on these guys, most of which were found from the fat man, and he felt very upset.

Such a little stolen money is simply worthy of the foundation of a gang, and it is not much better than those farmers.

Thinking of the Demon Dust Bomb he threw out even made him feel like he was losing money.

He simply said that although he didn't have much money, the rest of the farm gave him a surprise. After searching, Wayne found that in addition to his stolen mount Lucifer, there were actually two horses tied in the stable.

Although it is just a very ordinary product, if you sell it, you should be able to sell hundreds of Oren. Finally, it feels like your skill is not in vain.

Wayne put away the trophy, smashed his mouth, and walked to the big wild boar a few steps.

He pulled out the iron dagger that Visemir gave him, and according to the memory of killing pigs in his mind, he quickly cut open the boar's throat and arteries. After the blood was released, he used a knife to dig open the boar's belly and took out all the internal organs, large intestines and other intestines.

His movements were very quick. In just over a dozen minutes, he dismantled the wild boar into various ingredients.

After all, it is such a big wild game, and it is a pity to keep it in. It is shameful to waste it. With such a good cooking skill, these ingredients are enough for him to make a lot of delicious food.

After dealing with the wild boar, Wayne put away the meteorite dagger and walked towards the inside of the farmhouse.

At this time, the remaining Wild Dog Gang members had already escaped and disappeared. The vicious dogs who survived did not know where they went. Only some personal belongings were left in the farmhouse, waiting for him to search.

After some search, Wayne found the property hidden by the gang members on the first floor of the farmhouse, about forty Oren and a few gold and silver jewelry, which were hidden quite secretly, perhaps because of the savings of those guys.

When he walked up to the second floor, he immediately saw a rather luxuriously decorated room. There were some exquisite decorations on the walls and tables. There was also a large, solid wooden bed in the center of the room.

Judging from this arrangement, it is probably the room of the fat man riding a wild boar.

Seeing this, Wayne immediately cheered up.

However, before he could do it, the witch hunter's keen senses told him that there was a living creature somewhere in this room, the faint sound of breathing and heartbeat that faintly reached his ears.

He followed the faint sound and found that it came from a wooden door hidden inside a wooden wardrobe, and it was a locked wooden door.

Wayne thought about it and did not open the door immediately, but chose to continue plundering the property in the room.

He guessed that in the private space behind the wardrobe, there should be no enemy, but a poor worm imprisoned by a fat man.

After all, the enemy will not lock himself in a secret room. Since he has been locked up for so long, he should not care about locking him up for a while.

After some plundering, the result was pretty good. In addition to the wealth worth hundreds of Oren, through the slight trembling of the Wolf School badge, Wayne also found a metal iron box in the secret space at the head of the bed.

Open the iron box, there was a staff like a dead branch of trees, a book that looked like a hand-written, and a strange ornament with an eyeball held by an eagle claw.

Instead of recklessly touching the two objects that looked like magical objects, Wayne picked up the book without magical reaction and started reading it.

There is no title of the book, the handwriting is sloppy, like a dog-like font, but the content in the book quickly attracted his attention.

This is a book that records how to tame animals. It not only contains experiences on how to tame evil dogs, horses, and other wild animals, but also records some herbal formulas, some magic ritual materials and steps, which are quite interesting.

It seems that he should be the boss of the Wild Dog Gang. He didn't know where he got the method of taming animals and recorded the notes he recorded.

Judging from these beast taming methods, the dead-wood-like staff, and the strange-shaped ornaments, Wayne speculated that they came from a druid.

As for the whereabouts of the druid, Wayne couldn't help but think of the living creature locked in the secret room behind the cabinet.

So Wayne stuffed the book that recorded his experience in taming animals into his arms. As for the two magic items, he did not take them away, but placed the metal box in a conspicuous position on the bed, then got up and came to the wooden cabinet, opened the door, revealing the locked wooden door inside.

Wayne did not have the key to the wooden door, but it didn't matter. After passing through the crack of the door and confirming that there was no living thing in the door number, he raised his hand and knocked the Alder seal, which shook the wooden door into pieces.

Behind the wooden door is a small space. In addition to storing some food, there is also a wooden ladder leading to the attic.

Wayne did not hesitate anymore, turned around and found an oil lamp from the room, put a layer of Quinn shield on himself, and carefully climbed up the stairs.

Before we arrived at the attic, a bad smell of shit and urine came from above the attic

The space in the attic is quite small. Under the pressure of the roofs on both sides, there is only a triangular space left. In this small space, not only is there a simple straw mat and a broken quilt for sleeping, but there is also a figure huddled in the corner of the wall and locked by iron chains.

White hair, hunched figure, old face, and wearing a dark brown sloppy linen gown, as if to prevent him from speaking, he was also wearing a metal mask on his mouth and locked it with an iron lock.

Through the light of the oil lamp, Wayne recognized that he should be an old man in his fifties and sixties, but due to the long imprisonment, the old man's body had problems and looked quite weak.

After seeing Wayne carrying the oil lamp, the old man seemed to be energetic suddenly. He stared at his blood-filled eyes and made a whimpering sound from the iron mask. Looking at Wayne, his eyes showed a pleading look.

Wayne's expression did not change much. After observing the iron mask on the old man's head and the thick iron chain, he confirmed that he could not open it, so he spoke:

"Don't worry, sir."

"I am a witch hunter, and I have killed all the robbers here."

"You are saved now, and I will find a way to save you."

As he said that, Wayne put the oil lamp in his hand on the ground to keep the attic bright, and at the same time, he also made the old man not so nervous, so he continued:

"I'm going to go downstairs to find the keys, otherwise I can't help but rescue you from the chain without hurting you."

He looked into the old man's eyes and asked word by word:

"Can you wait quietly here during this period?"

Although I don’t know how long I was locked up, the old man seemed to be able to maintain a good sense. After listening to Wayne’s words, the old man returned to some calmness, and the blood in his eyes faded away a lot, becoming quite peaceful.

He looked at Wayne and nodded heavily, no longer had any intense movements, and sat quietly on the straw mat that was probably used for sleeping, waiting quietly.

Seeing this, Wayne became more and more sure that this old man should be a druid who believes in nature. Otherwise, after being locked up for so long and having the hope of getting out, it would be impossible for ordinary people to be so calm.

After communicating with the old man, Wayne quickly climbed down the stairs and looked for the key to open the chain in the farmhouse.

After searching for a long time, I finally found it on the body of the fat man. The guy hid it quite secretly and stuffed it directly into the secret pocket of the coat. If Wayne hadn't had a clear goal, he wouldn't have noticed this detail at all.

After he returned to the attic and untied the iron chains and masks for the old man.

The first thing the old man did was to lift his trembling right hand, press it on his chest, chant a spell, and use a spell that emits green light to heal himself.

It was not until a few minutes later that the light dissipated and the old man's mental outlook recovered a little, and he said in a very hoarse and weak voice:

"Thank you for saving me, the witch hunter, my name is Cairnst, and I am a druid."

"I have been trapped in this chain mixed with demon-blocking gold for too long. I am very weak now. Can you give me some food?"
Chapter completed!