Three Men in a Row

"Eleazar, you're just going to watch them go out?"

Early in the morning, in the tailor's store, Fioz faintly sharpened his shortsword, lifted it up to look at the reflection, set it aside, and then picked up his dagger to sharpen it again.

Fina lowers her head, "There's no way we can get too close yet..."

"Looks like a lot has happened in the time you guys have been gone to school."

Fioz whirled his twin blades to retrieve his weapons to his belt pouch and said in a cold voice, "I told you to go out and adjust your mindset and cultivate your relationship, not to give your fiancé away!"

"He's promoted too quickly, I have no control over it..."

Fina's voice was full of distress.

"Knowing that none of your sequences got out of hand, you do have that woman to thank for that."

"But that's no excuse for your inaction!"

"Get out, follow them, cut that witch down whenever the two make physical contact, show your swagger!"

Fioz, who had already sharpened his weapon, turned his head and looked at his daughter faintly.

"You're not going? Then I'll go!"

...

On the road, Eleazar, who was about to board the recumbent tram, suddenly turned back.

Fina, dressed in a black coat and with her hood pulled up, followed them silently.

Evelea peeked out of the car window, "Come on up here, I'll grab a seat!"

"Wait!"

Witch:?

The tram drove slowly away, taking the puzzled woman with it.

Eleazar led the girl, who was parked at a distance, over to him with force.

Fina inclined her head and said softly, "Don't put up with it if you can't stand it."

What is the source of Witcher's power, that uncontrollable killing intent?

Some say it was fiery torture.

Some say it was punchy anger.

Some say it's irrational hatred.

But what that feeling really feels like is something only they really know.

And at the moment he was the one with a twisted face that looked incomparably agonized.

Fina flung her arms silently, "You let go..."

"No release!"

Eleazar's chest rose and fell violently, gasping for burning breath, his eyes all slightly flushed.

Eventually just hardened up and boarded the bus.

In her seat, Fina turned her head to look out the window and saw her father standing in a patch of shadows, raising his hand in a gesture of refueling.

"Our trip was to a village to look for the deer head spirit."

Eleazar tries to talk, to distract the murderous intent that is frantically storming through his body.

"Deer head spirit?"

Fina thought for a moment, "Where did you find out about this?"

"Naturalist, a druid there, made a deal with him."

"Be careful when dealing with this organization, they love to control."

Eleazar gritted his teeth, "It's fine, I'll lionize them after I finish the commission, I'll see if they're willing to bleed!"

"Okay, then I'll go help you burn down the forest!"

Eleazar suddenly turned his head, his gaze crimson and fierce, but his tone was sultry.

"You set that mountain fire outside the haunted house that day, didn't you?"

Fina twisted her head away, "Who told you to be so cowering, a demonic spirit has to be so careful to test the waters, if I hadn't blocked it, you would have been surrounded by three demonic creatures."

"Honey, that's how we hunt, you knew it was a small demonic spirit there, but I didn't know that, and with you in tow, and with all the treasure hunters that died in that place, what if it's a Witch-Demon that's birthed?"

"I already warned you, I told you it was a haunted house before we left~"

"..."

Eleazar muses for a moment, "The one in the forest is also a deer head elf, right? And the other one is a cave troll, did I guess right?"

"Well, you guessed it."

"Did you go and gather good material when you left in such a hurry the other day?"

Fina gave him a blank look, "I ran over to collect again on my own after you sent me back, worrywart Witcher."

Eleazar breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"That's my loot, not yours!"

"Yours, yours."

When they reached the industrial area outside the city, the two got off the bus, and the witch, standing alone in the platform, looked at them with a haunted look in her eyes.

Eleazar walks up, ready to take one in one hand and fulfill the dream of winning in life.

But just then, Fina suddenly shook off his hand heavily.

At the same time, Evelea clasped her hands together and twisted her head away coldly.

Ah this...

Eleazar stood awkwardly between the two and looked from side to side.

"Uh, let's go to Blackwood Village..."

Hmmm, still needs work...

...

Deerheads are found in the lush primitive jungles, they are very territorial and have only their own mind games and stealth for company when foraging for food, utilizing their innate magic to control the flora and fauna of their turf at will.

Beasts would follow its orders, and the forest was even more of a main battlefield for such creatures; the ubiquitous branches and vines were a force that could never be ignored, and once hostility was confirmed, it was the equivalent of making an enemy of the entire forest.

And if you want to hunt such intelligent magical creatures, not only is it very difficult to find them, but even the real means of eliminating them is very secretive.

The Deer Head Spirit creates totems that increase its power while also shifting its body in the event of a deadly threat, so it's important to find the totem and destroy it before battle.

In addition, the deer head spirit will be reborn.

They will scratch a passing lost traveler, cast a dark curse on him, and as long as the person remains in the turf, it can respawn each time it dies, and it is almost never actually killed if it doesn't drive off or kill the human it marks.

...

On the way, Eleazar patiently explains to the two girls the essentials of dealing with this dark creature.

Fina: "Just burn the forest with one fire."

Evelea: "A rainstorm will just flood the forest."

Eleazar: "..."

Obviously bringing any of them out would be a huge help.

But he felt vaguely that if he brought both out, he was afraid that the help would turn into resistance, or simply drag his feet.

"Don't you guys mess with me..."

Eleazar can only give advance warning.

Then after a long walk, they reached the very remote village of Blackwood.

What makes this place a gathering place is the dense sea-like grove of blackwood trees, which, when cut and treated, is a very high quality fire-resistant coal.

There is a signboard at the entrance of the village recruiting migrant workers, a thick concrete road leads into the village, this place is not isolated from the world, on the contrary, it is quite prosperous, with all kinds of amenities, there are bars, hotels, banks, post offices, the road surface is clean and smooth.

There still seemed to be a lot of population movement in this village, and the trio that walked in saw cutters of all hair colors coming back from outside for lunch.

Eleazar and the two girls exchanged glances.

It's also true that with such good resources, the locals should have gotten rich a long time ago, all they need to do now is recruit outsiders to do the work, open the store full time as a side business, pay the laborers after they finish their paychecks, and then earn it back.

"Damn capitalists!"