When the young witch said Hessiana's name, Hao Ren was quenching his thirst with a glass of sweet wine. He was not worried about toxins anyway. Hao Ren reacted appropriately to the name: he sprayed the wine on the face of the wizard across the table.
Well, not a face. After all, most of the wizard's face was covered by a hood. But Hao Ren still felt bad.
"Ahem, sorry." Hao Ren waved his hand at the wizard across him to express his apology. The wizard was surprisingly magnanimous. He just wiped his face in silence and did not say anything. Then, Hao Ren turned to look at the young witch who looked like a young girl. "You said the arrested witch is called Hessiana?"
Before the young witch could speak, Madam Marie had already shouted at her angrily, "Helen! How can you say this so casually? "
"Marie, watch your attitude." The young witch did not seem to be afraid of Madam Marie. Her tone sounded like she was on equal footing with Madam Marie. "You have no more say here than I do. Besides, I didn't say anything casually. This wizard has already found some clues on his own. I just told him the truth. I don't lie like you do. "
"And we are short of manpower now," said another witch, who looked pale as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. Her voice sounded hoarse and cold as if it came from an ice cave. "A wizard who is good at fighting, and a pure-blooded one (What did Hao Ren say?). At least, they are not enemies, especially when we have to deal with a common enemy. "
Madam Marie stared at the two witches. The blood vessels on her neck moved like snakes. But eventually, she calmed down. The young witch named Helen looked at Hao Ren curiously. "Wizard, do you know Hessiana?"
Hao Ren also looked at the woman named Helen carefully. She looked like a young woman with long brown hair. She was cute, with bright blue eyes and thin lips. Although she was wearing a witch's robe, her figure was still attractive. It was hard to associate her with those gloomy, eccentric witches who brewed magic potions in dirty wooden houses.
This appearance was probably a disguise, but Hao Ren could not help but take a closer look. He tried to remember if Hessiana had a subordinate with a similar temperament as Helen. It was very easy for a vampire to disguise as a wizard. With their superb magic skills, they could even disguise themselves as a wizard several times easier than Hao Ren.
Hearing Helen's question, Hao Ren quickly weighed the pros and cons and made an uncertain expression. "I do know a friend named Hessiana, but the person I told you about is just someone with the same name. The guy I know is not a blood mage."
Of course, the 'blood mage' that the witches mentioned might not be the truth.
"Really? It's probably just the same name. After all, we didn't know that Hessiana knew a wizard like you." Helen nodded. "Wizard, now that you know part of our situation, shouldn't you tell us what you know in exchange?"
Hao Ren said. He was just a temporary traveler, so he did not need to talk about professional ethics with the ancient people who had probably died centuries ago. So, he took out the sacred silver dagger from his waist and said, "A few demon hunters may be approaching."
Sure enough, as soon as Hao Ren said the 'important information', the witches suddenly fell silent. Even the hooded wizard, who had been sitting across the table like a wooden figure, moved slightly as if the word 'demon hunters' made him uncomfortable.
No one made a sound. It was as if the Demon Hunters were already in the vicinity. Any movement would alert the Demon Hunters and lead to their deaths.
"Then, your dagger is …" Madam Marie looked at the sacred silver dagger that Hao Ren took out in shock. She looked as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"Demon hunters are not invincible," Hao Ren continued to talk nonsense. "I killed one of them when I was being hunted by one of them. This dagger can prove what I said."
"Demon hunters never abandon their weapons," Helen said in a low voice. "Unless they voluntarily give up control of their weapons, any life that comes into contact with their enchanted weapons will be devoured by the power of the sacred flame. So, this dagger can't be stolen. The only explanation is that you really killed a demon hunter."
"Again, it's not that the demon hunters can't be killed, they're just hard to kill." Hao Ren shrugged. "Didn't they die in large numbers on the battlefield during the Mythological Era?"
The expression on Madam Marie's face gradually disappeared, but her tone was still full of disbelief. "But now is not the Mythological Era, and wizards are not the 'gods' of the past … Ah, yes, you have a helper."
She then looked at Lily, who was not far away. The husky maiden had been bored since she arrived. Seeing that Hao Ren was talking to the witches, she sat at the table and ate. Hao Ren always felt that the ingredients of the food prepared by the witches were suspicious, so he did not eat it. However, a hungry husky could not care less. Had it not been for the people watching, Lily would have climbed onto the table.
"Ah? Are you calling me? " Noticing that there was a pair of eyes on her, Lily looked up and glanced at Madam Marie. "Let's talk after dinner. Mom, I've been running around all day. The food is not even enough to fill my teeth."
"All werewolves are like this," Hao Ren said.
"I know," Madam Marie said with a straight face.
"Ahem, let's talk about the demon hunters," Hao Ren continued. "I don't know the exact number because I only met one of them. But I'm sure that he must have companions nearby. I suspect that these demon hunters are coming for this city because there are no other places to stay. And now it seems that they have just caught a witch in this city. Their target is more likely to be here."
The witches did not seem to be surprised. Apart from being shocked when they first heard the news about the demon hunters, they seemed to have expected such a day to come. The witch with the sickly face shook her head. "I didn't expect them to come so soon. It seems that we have to hurry."
"May I ask why you are gathering in this city?" Hao Ren looked at the witches. "Is it just to save another witch? Or is there another reason? "
"We have just said that we are seeking shelter from a large organization," Helen said. "The Blood Mage named Hessiana comes from a place called the City of Shadows, which is one of the few free city-states that can provide shelter for people like us. There, we can still freely study magic and communicate with other wizards. We don't have to worry about the Hunters and Church Knights that might appear at any time. "
Madam Marie had now regarded Hao Ren as a rare helper. Perhaps she wanted to entice the 'wizard' in front of her with enough benefits, so she did not hide anything. "It's just that the City of Shadows is not open to strangers at will. Just like any shelter organization, they are also worried about spies. After all, too many weak people are scared out of their wits by the demon hunters and are willing to become their lackeys."
Hao Ren raised his eyelids. "So, you heard that a 'messenger' from the City of Shadows was caught, and you think this is a good opportunity to get a letter of introduction?"
"What's a letter of introduction?" the witches asked in unison.
"Ahem … I'm just giving you a recommendation." Hao Ren coughed twice. "Anyway, I'm very interested in the 'City of Shadows' you mentioned. If possible, I hope to go with you. I think my partner will be willing to help …"
He turned his head and glanced at Lily. Lily looked up from the dining table. "What?"
Hao Ren continued, "Ahem, my partner will be willing to help. Don't worry about it, just nod your head."
"Oh," Lily nodded.
This time, it was easy to reach a consensus.
Hao Ren did not expect that he would have to disguise himself as a demon hunter, but in the end, he had to act as a wizard. He could only lament that his plans could not keep up with the changes. After chatting with a few witches about magic and the current situation, Hao Ren walked to the side and stared blankly at the foggy cemetery like a lonely wizard who was tired of chatting. The main reason was that he could not keep up with the pace of the group of magic professionals. He was worried that if he continued to talk nonsense, they might find out that he did not know any black magic at all. The knowledge he had about magic was what he heard when he was chatting with Vivian. It was okay to talk for a while, but it was not enough for a real discussion.
The hooded wizard, who had been silent all this while, stood up and came to Hao Ren's side silently like a ghost.
Hao Ren turned his head and looked at the hooded man. "I thought you were asleep sitting there."
"I just don't like to talk, especially when a group of women is noisy," the hooded man said in a low voice. This was the first time Hao Ren heard his voice since they met.
"What's the matter?" Hao Ren frowned.
"You are not interested in the City of Shadows," the hooded wizard said bluntly after a moment of silence. "You don't really want to help. You are after something else."
This time, it was Hao Ren's turn to look like he had seen a ghost.
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