This is not a special place, just an ordinary open space on the edge of the forest. However, compared with other lumberjacks' work stations, this location is deeper into the forest.
Maybe that's why they disappeared.
After arriving at the crime scene, Wayne immediately held his breath and used his keen demon hunter senses to begin looking for clues around him.
Originally, he thought it would be some unsolved case that would be difficult to detect. Unexpectedly, in just less than ten minutes, he relied on his sense of smell and vision to find several scattered logging axes in the grass not far away, as well as some messy footprints on the ground.
At the same time, some fresh blood dripping on the ground was also stimulating his sense of smell.
Wayne leaned in and smelled it. Apart from the odor of evaporating sweat, there was only a sweet smell like rust.
It was human blood, but the amount was not large. Obviously, some of the lumberjacks had been killed or injured.
Wayne did not rush to follow the blood trail to look for the lumberjacks, but squatted on the ground and carefully observed the messy footprints.
Soon, he found clues from the footprints. Those huge footprints with four-finger depressions, like those of a large beast, allowed Wayne to rule out the suspicion of wild bears and wolves.
Ozk, who was standing nearby, saw the footprints that were larger than a human palm and deeply embedded in the ground, and realized that the one attacking the lumberjack was a huge and ferocious monster.
I couldn't help but ask with some concern: "Mr. Wayne, can you tell what kind of monster it is?"
Wayne touched his smooth chin, recalling what he had learned from Kaermohen, and said affirmatively:
"It was a werewolf that attacked them, but I'm a little confused. What was the reason for this werewolf to attack them?"
"Logically speaking, you lumberjacks who just arrived here should have nothing to do with these cursed creatures."
Ozk obviously didn't know what a werewolf was. He was a confidant who came here from the Southern Kingdom together with Revarden. He had only heard of various monsters roaming in the north, but to be honest, he had never seen any.
The middle-aged butler murmured "werewolf" and then said:
"Mr. Wayne, are you sure you can find the location of this werewolf?"
"Should we go to the city and notify the guards to kill it?"
Hearing this, Wayne looked at this naive Southerner with some amusement. Not to mention the guards in the northern cities, they basically would not care about what happened outside the city.
Even if the city hall had a brain storm, it still sent out a team of guards under pressure from the wealthy businessman Revarden.
With the werewolf's strong body that is up to two meters and five inches tall, its sharp claws that can tear apart ordinary chain mail, and its powerful recovery ability that ignores ordinary damage.
Even if this team of guards were all equipped with silver weapons, unless they were all fearless warriors, they could only leave a few scars on the werewolves at most.
You know, werewolves are not brainless water ghosts. Even many novice demon hunters will die at the hands of this cunning and vicious cursed monster.
This is no wonder, the system will give an expert-level task assessment.
Fortunately, he had a magic pattern storage bag with him, which contained all the potions, bombs and cursed sword oil needed to deal with werewolves.
Now with the master-level silver sword made by Master O. Henry, Wayne is confident that he can deal with an ordinary werewolf.
He stood up and said to Deacon Ozick, "Deacon Ozick, werewolves are horrible monsters transformed from cursed humans. You'd better not disperse and go into the forest before I come back."
"I don't want you to have lost a few more lives when I come back."
Ozick did not dare to neglect this monster expert recommended by his boss, Rewarden, and immediately nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Wayne, I will arrange for the lumberjacks to gather together today to handle the work that does not require entering the forest."
"But please be careful. You are the boss's friend. If anything goes wrong, the boss won't let me off."
Wayne nodded. Considering the inconvenience of entering the forest to look for clues, he entrusted his mount Lucifer to Ozk for care.
Without any unnecessary greetings, Wayne got to work immediately.
He followed the smell of blood and footprints all the way into the forest.
About an hour later, relying on his super-sensory perception, Wayne crossed the outskirts of the forest and came to a hunter's cabin far away from the small town on the outskirts of Vizima.
Based on the smell of blood and footprints, Wayne determined that the injured lumberjack and the werewolf had entered the cabin about half an hour ago.
I just don’t know what the situation is now?
However, Wayne did not rush into the house to investigate the situation. Instead, he sat cross-legged in a hidden bush outside the cabin.
He took out the magic pattern storage bag that he kept close to his body and carefully took out three bottles of potions, a bottle of sword oil and three alchemical bombs from it.
They are the Thunder Potion that increases strength and damage, the Swallow Potion that restores injuries, and the Pai Cui Potion that enhances the damage of the Sign.
It’s not that Wayne doesn’t want to take out more, but even though his mutation level has reached level four, drinking three bottles of Demon Hunter potion at the same time is his current limit.
If he drinks one more bottle, it will put a burden on his body.
However, his proficiency at level four is already close to its peak. In about half a month, his mutation level will reach level five and he will unlock a professional expertise skill.
Presumably by then, he would be able to withstand one more bottle of potion and gain powerful improvements in other aspects.
Wayne closed his eyes and quickly drank the three potions, trying to endure the disgusting taste of mud, dog shit and sweet lard.
During the short meditation, his body quickly gained powerful strength under the mobilization of the potion.
The most obvious effect was the Thunder Potion. Wayne felt that his strength was enhanced by about 50%, his muscles were a little swollen, and even his sense of pain was weakened a little due to the enhanced strength.
He drew the master-level silver sword from his waist, carefully applied a bottle of Cursed Sword Oil to the sword, and hid the other steel sword and scabbard in the grass.
This is a necessary action. Real combat is not like a game. The extra steel sword and scabbard will not only play no role in combat, but will affect his dodging and attacking.
Only after all preparations for the battle were ready did Wayne take a deep breath, walk out of the hidden bushes, and come to the main entrance of the hunter's lodge.
He did not rush into the narrow hut rashly. It would be unwise to fight a huge, thick-skinned monster in a narrow space.
Instead, he shouted, "Werewolf in the house, you have been exposed."
"I'm a demon hunter, and I've come here specifically to deal with you. If you have anything else to say, you can come out and talk to me."
Such shouting was not only to lure the monster out of the house, but also what Wayne really wanted to know.
Why would this cursed werewolf run to a logging camp an hour away and attack loggers he didn't even know?
There was no sound in the room, but Wayne's keen hearing allowed him to hear that after he shouted, a creature with heavy breathing gradually approached the door.
Wayne could even see the tall figure's thick gray hair through the tiny crack in the door.
Just when Wayne thought that this werewolf might be the type who lost his mind and couldn't speak because of anger.
A hoarse, angry roar, like the roar of a wild beast, came from the gate.
"Demon Hunter, I have heard of your legends. You are the legendary monster killers."
"But this matter is none of your business. I am acting out of revenge."
"My wife Paula died in the forest, naked and covered with wounds, her blood staining the ground red."
"When I found her, she was already dying. She told me that several loggers had gang-raped her."
"She is the person I love the most. She doesn't even mind that I'm a werewolf. I must avenge her."
(End of this chapter)