After learning that not only his wife was captured, but also his daughter had rushed into the forest, the Bloody Baron could no longer sit still. He immediately led his guards into the forest with Ciri and his party. Fang Zheng just followed behind, strolling along the way, curiously watching the guards who were talking.

In fact, after learning about the existence of demon hunters from Ciri, Fang Zheng has always had a question in his mind.

Is that why there are things like demon hunters in this world?

Indeed, there are monsters and ghosts in this world, but according to Fang Zheng's experience along the way, most of the monsters in this world are not that powerful. Like griffins, they can only fly and are a little fierce, but they don't have any special magical powers. They can't bring up whirlwinds or spit fire from their mouths.

The most common monsters encountered by ordinary people in this world are ghouls and water ghosts. These two monsters are nothing special except that they look a little strange. They are not like the monsters in the continent of Semlia, where even a little mouse on the roadside will throw a fireball at you.

What about the demon hunters themselves? They do know some magic, but in Fang Zheng's opinion, these magics are just some auxiliary spells, which are not very powerful. To put it bluntly, even the low-level guide magic of the Semlia continent is far more effective than the spells of the demon hunters.

This means that, if possible, the people in this world can actually organize a team of normal people to hunt monsters. Is this difficult?

Of course, Ciri also told Fang Zheng that demon hunters have many powerful powers that ordinary people cannot imagine. For example, although these monsters look ordinary, their attacks are poisonous. Demon hunters are immune to various toxins. Not only that, they are also highly resistant to pain and can hardly succumb. Moreover, demon hunters' strength and speed are far superior to ordinary people.

But in Fang Zheng's view, these are not problems.

It is true that the demon hunter has high resistance to poison and physical damage, a strong will, and excellent physical fitness, but the problem is that that is based on the demon hunter fighting alone!

If you were just two demon hunters and were dealing with those monsters, you would have died long ago if you didn't have the ability, right?

But what about a group of soldiers?

Moreover, the demon hunters did not rely on mysterious powers and spells to kill the monsters, but on silver swords and corresponding potions. If these formulas could be spread and made available to ordinary people, and then a powerful army with heavy armor and combat effectiveness could be organized, wouldn't it be easy to deal with these monsters?

From this point of view, the only problem is probably the economy. After all, according to Ciri, although a demon hunter has to be paid every time he kills a monster, those gold coins in this era... well, probably can't support several fully armed soldiers.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that being a demon hunter is indeed not a choice.

Of course, if there is any force that can create a people's army... forget it, it is naturally impossible to expect these copycat kings whose ideological level is no different from that of local rich people to consider this.

Although the Bloody Baron was eager to find someone, it was not easy to find someone in such a large undeveloped primeval forest swamp. In addition, it was dark and windy, and the group of people following Ciri in front were not walking fast. However, not long after, suddenly, they heard a scream coming from a distance.

"Tamara!!!"

Hearing the familiar scream, the Bloody Baron quickly turned around and tried to run over there, but fortunately Ciri was quick-witted and grabbed him.

"Be careful, don't act on your own. This swamp is the territory of those three old witches. They are probably deliberately trying to trick you!"

Hearing Ciri's reminder, the Bloody Baron hesitated for a moment, but at this time, all kinds of voices came from all directions.

“Save me!”

“Dad, it hurts!!”

"They are going to eat me, come and save me!!"

The shouts became more and more shrill, and the Bloody Baron could no longer bear it. He wanted to break free from Ciri, but at this moment, Fang Zheng snapped his fingers. Suddenly, the noisy sounds around him suddenly disappeared.

"What did you do?!"

Hearing his daughter's cry for help suddenly disappear, the Bloody Baron's face changed drastically. He quickly turned around, stared at Fang Zheng and asked.

"It's nothing. I just filtered out the noise. Now you can look for your daughter."

"Why?"

Hearing this, the Bloody Baron was stunned for a moment, then he listened again, and saw that accompanied by the night wind, he could indeed hear the shouts and cries for help from the depths of the forest again. Although it was not as clear and real as before, the Bloody Baron was sure that it was definitely his daughter's voice!

“Let’s go!!”

This time, the Bloody Baron broke free from Ciri and rushed over with his soldiers, followed by the others. Soon, without much effort, they saw the girl holding a long sword and fighting with several water ghosts next to a swamp deep in the forest.

That was the Bloody Baron's daughter Tamara. Although she looked about the same age as Ciri, she obviously didn't have Ciri's skills. Facing the attacks of several water ghosts, Tamara looked very embarrassed. She could only defend herself but not fight back. Finally, a water ghost screamed and suddenly pounced on Tamara. Facing the attack of the water ghost, the girl hurriedly turned her sword to resist, but the next moment the sword in her hand was directly knocked away by the water ghost, and she screamed and was knocked to the ground.

"Stop it, you deformed bastards!"

Seeing this, the Bloody Baron roared, drew his sword and rushed forward with his soldiers, fighting with several water ghosts. Of course, a few water ghosts had no fighting power. Although there were no demon hunters, the Bloody Baron and his men were no pushovers, and with Ciri by their side, they had already chopped down the water ghosts and rescued the girl before Liz, Miaojie and Fangzheng could make a move.

"Tamara, are you okay?"

After chopping down the water ghost, the Bloody Baron hurried to his daughter and wanted to help her up. Tamara looked at the Bloody Baron fiercely, slapped his hand away, and stood up.

"What are you doing here? I don't want you to save me. If you save me, I'd rather be killed by these water ghosts!"

"I'm sorry, Tamara."

Faced with his daughter's scolding, the Bloody Baron also looked disappointed.

"I know, I know I have done a lot of things wrong, but please give me a chance..."

"That's enough, I've had enough of you!"

Tamara obviously had no intention of forgiving her father and snorted coldly.

"My mom and I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore, get out of here, the farther the better!"

"I said..."

Seeing the atmosphere here become tense, Fang Zheng had to interrupt and attract the attention of the two.

"Can you two wait until we get back to have a fight? We didn't come here to have fun."

“…”

After hearing Fang Zheng's reminder, the two finally reacted. Although a little embarrassed, they didn't say anything. They just looked at each other in silence, and then the Bloody Baron turned his head away.

"Okay, let's get on with our journey. We still have to rescue Anna."

“…”

Although Tamara scoffed at the Bloody Baron's words, the fact that she had just dealt with a few water ghosts so hard made the girl realize that she would be committing suicide if she went alone, so she had to reluctantly follow the crowd.

On the way, Fang Zheng chatted with the girl for a few words, and then he understood why she came here alone. It turned out that Tamara originally believed in the Eternal Flame. When her mother was in trouble this time, her first reaction was to ask the witch hunters of the Eternal Flame for help. However, because the Eternal Flame was currently being rectified, the actions of those witch hunters and temple guards were restricted, so she ran out in anger to try to rescue her mother.

As for the monster that kidnapped her mother, Tamara couldn't explain it.

“It’s right in front!!”

At this moment, Ciri suddenly shouted and pointed forward, and then everyone saw a small village looming in the mist of the forest not far away.

"Anna must be there, let's go find her!!"

Seeing this scene, the Bloody Baron hurriedly quickened his pace and rushed into the small village.

The entire village seemed deserted, and everyone hurriedly opened the door and looked around. Finally, they found the target they were looking for in a warehouse.

“Anna!”

"Mother!!"

Seeing the unconscious old woman lying on the ground, Bloody Baron and Tamara immediately ran over and helped her up. She seemed to have been stimulated by something. She was weak all over, pale, and muttering to herself.

"Miss Ciri, what happened to her?"

"I don't know either. It looks like someone has put a curse on me..."

At this moment, Ciri hurriedly walked to Mrs. Anna's side and began to observe her carefully.

Fang Zheng did not participate in it. Instead, he came to the altar at the back with his hands behind his back. He saw a painting hanging on the altar. On the painting was three beautiful women with beautiful figures, fair skin and cool clothes.

"Lady of the Woods? I didn't expect the witches here to be pretty."

Looking at the three beautiful women on the painting in front of him, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows. At this moment, suddenly, several screams came from outside, followed by a strange voice.

"Hehehe, I never thought that you would come back here on your own initiative, cute little girl..."

"It's those three old witches!"

Hearing this voice, Xili's face suddenly changed, and he turned around and rushed out quickly, and Fang Zheng followed and walked out of the warehouse.

Then they saw that in the open space outside, the soldiers brought by the baron had fallen in a mess, and in front of them stood three women.

Strictly speaking, they were three ugly women.

The figure on the left was about the same height as Yao Ming, with festering skin all over his body. In the bib in front of him, one could see the arm of a dead body that had come from somewhere.

The woman in the middle was as fat as a sow, her clothes were even torn by her fat, and there was a big wooden barrel hanging over her head. Her two exposed arms were covered with layers of fat, and they looked like deflated balls hanging down.

The woman on the right is an ugly old woman wearing a tall red hat. She is hunched over, one of her eyes is wrapped in a bandage, and the other eye has completely turned into a mass of rotten flesh filled with dense black holes. You can even see flies and insects crawling in and out of it from time to time, which is disgusting.

“…What the hell is this?”

Seeing this scene, Fang Zheng was stunned.

Are these three ugly things the three graceful and beautiful ladies of the forest in the painting?

Damn, this is cover fraud!!