He stood aside and watched the demon hunter's fierce, swift, and continuous swordplay like a wolf, then he stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said:

"Master Wayne, the injured workers have been sent to the hospital for treatment. According to the doctor's diagnosis, they are only in superficial injuries and are not in danger of death."

"The bodies of the two workers who died were also taken home by their families."

"As for the child you brought back, we also sent someone to find his aunt's house, and someone is already taking care of him."

Having said that, he hesitated for a second, looked up at Wayne's expression, and then said hesitantly:

"It's just that the workers have some opinions about burying the werewolf's body."

"They believe that the best way to deal with such a monster is to burn the werewolf's body."

Upon hearing this, Wayne put away his sword and turned to look at Deacon Ozk. He looked at the southerner with a serious expression and tone, and said in an expert's manner, "Mr. Ozk, the workers are not well-informed, so they don't know that werewolves are very dangerous monsters. They are condensed with terrible curses. Even if their bodies are burned, these monsters will turn into evil spirits and continue to endanger the safety of the workers."

"And the reason why I want to bury him next to his wife and ask you to help me find the real murderer is because only in this way can I eliminate the hatred of that monster and let him rest in peace."

At this point, Wayne paused and said in a helpless tone:

"People living in the town are too far away to be in any danger, but we workers here at the lumber camp must stay near this forest."

"You don't want to have an evil spirit around you that can turn invisible, can curse, is not afraid of swords, and always wants to kill people."

Listening to Wayne's story, Ozk couldn't help but turn pale with fright. He had seen the werewolf's corpse with his own eyes, the strong body over two meters and five centimeters tall, the huge claws as sharp as blades, and the hideous and terrifying wolf-shaped head full of sharp teeth and a bloody mouth.

Seeing such a horrible monster, the southerner found it a little hard to imagine how many people would be killed or injured before it could destroy it, if the demon hunter master in front of him had not taken action.

Thinking of the evil spirits that might appear in the future, Ozick shuddered and became more anxious. He said seriously, "I understand, Master Wayne. I will urge the managers of the nearby logging mills to come up with a list of loggers who might have appeared near the hunter's cabin three days ago based on the features you provided."

"I'll ask you to go there and conduct the screening when the time comes."

Wayne nodded and watched the deacon's back as he left, thinking to himself that although he told some lies, white lies can sometimes bring about a more perfect ending, and justice can be served.

Sure enough, driven by the rumors of evil spirits, the owners of the logging mills all became quite cooperative, and in less than a few days, they provided Wayne with a fairly accurate list.

After getting rid of the werewolf, his work became quite leisurely during the few days he was on duty at the logging camp.

Apart from some short-sighted evil spirits and low-intelligence Andeglai bugs that occasionally appear around the sawmill, there are no other monsters attacking this large sawmill.

Taking advantage of this free time, Wayne would receive an ordinary-level guard mission from Deacon Ozk every day, complete it like going to work, and receive rewards.

On weekdays, he practiced riding in the open space, collected herbs in the forest, brewed witcher potions, and also practiced bow and arrow, which he hadn't practiced for a long time. His life was quite comfortable.

The expert-level werewolf mission provided him with a total of fifty experience points and an expert-level treasure chest, successfully advancing his demon hunter level from level five to level six.

Not only did his physical fitness improve slightly, but he also gained an ability point as a system reward.

Wayne (16 years old) Occupation: Demon Hunter Level: Level 6 (23/600)

Ability value: 6 points

Attributes: Strength 18, Agility 23, Constitution 20, Spirit 23.

Skills: Swordsmanship LV5, Magic Sign LV8, Gene Mutation LV4, Gwent LV4.

Special Bloodline: Ancient Blood (weak, unawakened) requires ten ability points to activate.

Subsidiary skills: Archery LV2, Cooking LV5, Planting LV3, Alchemy LV3, Riding LV3.

At present, except for the cooking skill which has reached level five but has not yet selected a skill specialty, the mutation level increased by drinking medicine and the Gwent card level increased by playing cards have all reached the peak of level four.

In the future, as long as he works hard on these two skills, he will most likely break through to level five within a month and get the opportunity to select skill expertise.

The only pity is that ability points are too precious. Apart from the few ability points provided by each upgrade, the only way to obtain this power is to absorb magic nodes from all over the world.

However, absorbing the magic nodes would inevitably cause damage to the space and form a tiny space crack. This made Wayne a little conflicted and he thought that he must choose his target carefully.

Deacon Ozick found him with a serious face and said, "Master Wayne, the seven logging camps near the werewolf's cabin have gathered all the lumberjacks who might have appeared near the cabin when the incident happened and who match the appearance characteristics you provided. There are a total of fifty-three people, and they are waiting for your questioning."

"Excuse me, do you have time now?"

Wayne raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this. He didn't expect Deacon Ozk and the owners of those lumber mills to be so efficient.

It seems that the rumors about evil spirits have frightened those businessmen who make money from logging. In order not to hinder their profit, they have put in a lot of effort in this regard.

He nodded to Ozick and asked, "Where are they now? In those lumber camps?"

Ozick shook his head and said, "In order to resolve this matter as quickly as possible, the merchants have sent all the loggers to our logging mill. They are now being guarded in our dormitory."

Faced with such a thoughtful arrangement, Wayne said to Deacon Ozick with appreciation:

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ozick. It is because of your help that things can go so smoothly."

"Next time, when I see Mr. Revardon, I will tell him the truth about this."

"Your efforts will surely be praised by him."

Ozick looked at Wayne with some joy and said with a smile:

"Thank you, Master Wayne. This is the job I should do."

After a few pleasantries, Wayne and Ozk went to the dormitory of the lumberyard.

Sure enough, just as Ozk said, more than fifty lumberjacks with different expressions were guarded in more than a dozen dormitories. They were either whispering to each other, or silent, or with nervous expressions.

Obviously, they already knew the purpose of being gathered here.

Wayne did not start questioning the lumberjacks immediately, but hid quietly outside the dormitory and observed the lumberjacks one by one with his keen observation skills.

And some people who showed guilt, fear, anger or other particularly strong emotions were marked.

Half an hour later, when he had finished observing, he turned to Deacon Ozick who had been accompanying him and said:

"Deacon Ozick, please arrange a separate room for me. I want to question these lumberjacks separately."

Ozk was quite cooperative and immediately arranged a spacious room. He also asked some guards from the logging camp to control the entire site, allowing the lumberjacks to enter the room one by one to answer Wayne's questioning and prevent them from causing any disturbance.

In fact, Wayne didn't know what interrogation was. When the lumberjacks were arranged to sit opposite him one by one, he could only learn about the experience of police questioning prisoners from what he had seen on TV dramas in his previous life, asking questions such as evidence of alibi.

Of course, as a demon hunter with spellcasting abilities, he didn't need any special interrogation techniques.

When he faces those who have been marked by him and show guilt, anger, fear or other particularly strong emotions, Wayne will cast the Axis Sign to hypnotize them directly and ask them the questions he wants to know.

Things went smoothly. The biggest difficulty in this matter was not interrogating these loggers, but how to narrow down the criminals from the hundreds or thousands of loggers in all the logging sites to dozens of people who could be questioned individually.

When the three prisoners were sent to the logging camp dormitory in Revarden by their boss, their fate was already determined.

All that is required is the length of the interrogation.

About two hours later, it was not yet evening. Wayne, who had cast spells more than ten times in a row, endured the fatigue in his body and finally succeeded in capturing the three criminals through the hypnosis of the Axis Seal. He also recorded their crimes in detail.

Even if these prisoners tried to defend themselves after waking up, faced with the detailed criminal records written in black and white, these villains, who were just ordinary people, eventually succumbed to the hard evidence and pleaded guilty.

Deacon Ozk immediately understood what was going on, and with the help of several guards, he sent the three notorious criminals and their signed criminal records to the prison in Vizima.

If nothing unexpected happens, the fate that awaits them is to be hanged on the execution ground.

(End of this chapter)