Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gustave La Valetti arrived at the sewer entrance of Vizima wearing a brand new leather armor on time. He also held a steel sword in his hand, which he had obviously just come from the blacksmith shop.

After buying it, the ribbons used by the blacksmiths to identify themselves were not even removed at the end.

He stood at the door and paced anxiously, ignoring the strange looks from others. Gustave had only one thought in his mind - he hoped they would come quickly.

He Shenyan and Geralt lived up to his expectations. In fact, just two minutes after Gustave was pacing, someone tapped him on the shoulder. Geralt, who was carrying a silver sword, and wearing black

The robed mage stood behind him.

"You are quite well prepared, Mr. Gustave. However, I hope you still have some courage."

"Of course I do, sir!" Gustave patted his chest excitedly, his leather armor making a clanging sound.

"hope so."

He Shenyan nodded to him, and the three of them stepped into the deep sewer.

For the first twenty minutes, they could still have the light of the torches on the walls on both sides of the road as illumination. However, after entering the intricate depths of the Vizima sewers, there was nothing.

There was only darkness, and unknown sounds coming from the depths of the darkness. Subtle, but enough to make people feel uneasy. Gustav, a retired soldier, was also frightened.

In fact, those who dare to step into the depths of darkness need more than just courage. Gustav was very scared, and his legs were shaking slightly, especially when he thought of his sister feeding the corpse baby with blood,

He was even more afraid.

However, something else made him keep moving forward.

"How far are we, Geralt?" He Shenyan asked. He walked at the end of the team, looking leisurely and contented. He looked like he was on an outing.

"It's not far." The witcher replied. He was walking at the front, holding his silver sword in his left hand. "There is still a little distance left... I hope you stay calm, Mr. Gustave."

"I...I will. I'll try my best, gentlemen."

Unlike before, Gustav even stuttered a little. He walked among the team, the footsteps of the mage and the footsteps of the demon hunter echoed together, mixed with the echoes coming from the deep darkness.

Geralt didn't lie or exaggerate. There was indeed only a little distance left - they followed the witcher as they walked through the intricate sewer maze, and soon they arrived at the place where Geralt had discovered

Lady's position.

"It seems she left...very alert." Geralt stood in the passage, looking at the sticky traces left by the corpse babies above the ceiling, and nodded to He Shenyan.

"as expected."

"What? What are you talking about?" Gustav looked at them blankly, holding the sword tightly in his hand.

From the moment he came to this sewer, fear began to take root in his heart. His experience in the army did not help such a thing at all. He was trained to fight humans, not monsters.

Corpse baby.

Gustave chewed on the word and felt like he was out of breath. A terrifying guess emerged in his mind - what if one of those corpse babies was...his child?

?

"Your sister is very vigilant, Mr. Gustave." He Shenyan turned around and said to him. "She was discovered once and immediately changed her position."

He shrugged: "It's unfortunate, but we probably have to stay here a little longer."

Gustav did not pay attention to this question. He asked with a pale face: "...She, she ran away? Can we find her?"

"Don't worry, there is a master of trace science here." He Shenyan smiled and pointed at Geralt.

The latter rolled his eyes at his joke: "I don't even know what a traceology master is, He. I only know how to find some clues in a complex environment."

He knelt down and raised his left hand. A flash of flame emerged from between his closed index finger and thumb, illuminating the floor. Geralt examined the marks carefully, and after a while, he stood up.

"How's it going? Have you found anything?" Gustav asked impatiently.

"Your sister...is really an extraordinary lady." Geralt said to him with a strange expression. "She even knows how to cover her own footprints."

"Ah!" Gustave covered his forehead in pain. "It must be because I played hide-and-seek with her when I was a child."

"What kind of hide-and-seek can have such an effect? ​​Can it also teach her to cover her own footprints? This is a skill that only hunters and scouts in the army can do." The demon hunter became even more strange.

"I have always wanted to join the army, so my housekeeper when I was a child was a retired scout. He taught me and my sister many skills. Hide and seek... is both a game and a test." Gustav sipped.

He answered with his lips, looking regretful.

"We...can't we find her?" With the last glimmer of hope, Gustav asked with a trembling voice.

"You can find it." Geralt told him in a confident tone. He walked forward and rubbed the wall with his right fingers. There were some small scratches on it.

"Your sister may know how to hide her footprints and traces, but those corpse babies don't." Geralt said while extinguishing the flame in his hand.

They continued to move forward along those horrific traces. Along the way, Gustave's fear was getting more serious little by little - he could not understand what the creature that could leave these traces could look like. Moreover,

The word corpse baby sounds very evil.

In contrast, there was an even stronger desire to take his sister back. Gustave shuddered just thinking about how she would get along with these things.

"Stop."

Geralt suddenly raised his hand to signal them to stop. The witcher looked solemnly at the darkness ahead, his cat eyes shining in the darkness. Gustav also stretched his neck and looked forward, but

But he couldn't see anything.

He is only human after all.

"What did you find, Mr. Geralt?" he asked.

"The bat-winged demon..." The demon hunter's expression was almost gloomy, even though no one could see it in the dark. "Why, maybe I didn't kill them all last time. There is another bat-winged demon in front of me."

Winged Demon's Lair."

"It's strange that there are so many bat-winged demons here. What kind of ghosts are there in the sewers of Vizima?"

Geralt stepped forward and picked up a skull from the ground. There were marks on it that had been gnawed by some kind of creature. It looked like two long teeth had pierced the bone.

"I only killed three last time." He Shenyan shrugged. "Who knows how many more there are? Well... Maybe Regis should be asked to come at this time. High-level vampires should be able to order these

A low-level creature, right?”

"It's possible, but we don't have time to look for him now."

"It's okay." He Shenyan calmly shook his head. "I have a way."

A flash of blue light emerged from the darkness, and Gustav looked at everything in front of him in shock. He originally thought that this Eastern man was a nobleman who had traveled a long way here, but now it seems that his idea was completely wrong.

That calm attitude does not come from his blood, but from his strength.

He Shenyan raised his right hand, where a blue light was slowly blooming. In a few seconds, it was shaped from scratch into the shape of a whistle. The mage put it to his mouth and blew it.

No sound came from it. Gustav watched this scene with bated breath. He didn't know what would happen next, but Geralt pulled him behind him like a prophet. A round orange guard

The shield completely enveloped him and Gustav.

"Don't scream," Geralt whispered to him.

The next second, a sharp roar came from the darkness deep in the sewer. Moreover, something seemed to be flapping its wings and flying towards them. Gustave couldn't see it, but he could hear the sound of them flying, wasn't it?

One, not two.

But... a group of people.

He Shenyan stepped forward and stood leisurely in front of the witcher and Gustave. The blue light disappeared and was replaced by a soft white light source rising from behind him. It illuminated everything, making Gustav

Taff saw everything too.

One, two, three... He shivered and saw seven monsters, squatting obediently on the ground, bowing their heads in front of the man.

The smallest of them are the size of calves, and one of them is even bigger than him. They have no eyes, and a big mouth takes up three-quarters of their face, which is full of tusks. Their bodies are bare, showing a

A bloodless coldness.

Just one glance made Gustav almost sit on the ground.

"Mr. Gustave, you should take a good look at what they look like. This is a very strange scene."

Geralt's bad taste started to come into play again. He said to Gustave: "You know, bat-winged demons mainly use teeth and claws to fight. Their attack methods are quite crazy and they don't care about any opponent.

My own attack is only to blindly attack the enemy, and will not stop even if the enemy is dead."

"Even the smallest bat-winged demon is powerful enough to kill a well-trained soldier. I have seen a bat-winged demon attacking a human army, with fifteen well-trained soldiers fighting against it.

It tore it to pieces in three minutes."

The witcher saw Gustav's fear with satisfaction, and then saw something that surprised him even more.

He found that although Gustav was afraid, there was another emotion emerging on his face.

"She -" Gustav gasped. "She was living in this environment? With these... these things? God damn it! What on earth did they do to make her

Reduced to this situation!"

Ignoring the small noise coming from behind, He Shenyan took a step forward. He stroked the largest bat-winged demon and passed his fingers across its forehead, slicing open its forehead like a sharp scalpel.

It flowed out, but the bat-winged demon still knelt on the spot as if he knew nothing.

"Very good, then, go ahead." He Shenyan nodded to them. "Search for traces...but don't let her find out. After the matter is completed, commit suicide."

He lightly issued a mission that the bat-winged demons would never understand with their intelligence, but these brainless creatures carried it out faithfully, and they soon escaped into the darkness again.

"Now, all we have to do is wait." He Shenyan turned around and spread his hands towards the two of them. "If you ask me, Geralt, you should stop being so evil."

"What?"

The witcher also tried to pretend to be confused, but it didn't work at all.

The mage shook his head: "You are indeed very proficient in memorizing the Monster Manual, but you should look at Mr. Gustav's expression now. Didn't you notice that he almost fainted?"