AWJOAW :: Volume #19

#1874 Part 2: Concealed wiring of hidden

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„Knew, thank you.” “知道了,谢谢你。” After the entire village, Zelin sees him to enter in a small log cabin, after Herrick arrives in the village, rented a log cabin from the local hunting household hand, said that is used to deposit the cargo and rest temporarily. Witcher stands from a house 20 meters poplar tree , the eye observes inside situation by the window of house. 穿过整个村庄后,泽林看到他走进一栋小木屋里,赫里克抵达村子后,从当地猎户手里租下了一栋木屋,说是用来暂时存放货物和休息。狩魔猎人站在距离房子二十米的一颗杨树下,眼睛透过房屋的窗户观察里面的情况。 In the room a gloom, the natural lighting of this hut is not good, he has not seen the candle. 屋内一片阴暗,这栋小屋的采光不好,他没有看到蜡烛。 Zelin turns very quiet, is listening to inside sound. But his anything has not heard. 泽林屏住呼吸,听着里面的动静。但他什么都没听到。 Before cautious arriving room front door, Zelin resists the door with the ebony blade, then he stopped movement- between door and doorframe have a fine lace, in shadow partly visible. 小心翼翼的走到房屋门前,泽林用乌木刃抵住房门,然后他停下了动作-房门和门框之间有一条细线,在阴影中若隐若现。 This is not village merchant can have the thing that. 这绝不是一个乡村商人会有的东西。 The Witcher finger reverses, described Yrden Sign rune on the doorframe. light purple rune covers around the doorframe, later, he provokes the silk thread gently. 狩魔猎人手指反转,在门框上描绘出亚登法印的符文。淡紫色符文覆盖在门框四周,随后,他轻轻挑动丝线。 Slight humming sound sound. 一阵细微的嗡嗡声。 The arrow arrow that three spray was covered by the purple, float in midair. Zelin puts out a hand, holds the arrow arrow, throws the ground. 三支喷射出的箭矢被紫色覆盖,悬浮在半空中。泽林伸出手,抓住箭矢,扔到地上。 In room nobody left. 房间里空无一人。 Zelin looks all around, then lowers the head. In eye of Witcher, clear saw the footprint that remains the soil, moves toward inside the log cabin, vanishes under a plank. 泽林环顾四周,然后低下头。狩魔猎人的眼中,清晰的看到一条残留着泥土的脚印,走向木屋内侧,消失在一块木板下。 „Interesting.” “有趣。” Zelin wielded starting, Quen Sign covered body. His squatting lower part of the body, the sword sharp thorn on the plank, makes an effort to knock, the plank raised, reveals to below wooden ladder. 泽林挥了下手,昆恩法印覆盖到身上。他蹲下身,剑尖刺在木板上,用力敲动,木板掀了起来,露出通往下方的木梯。 Crawls following the ladder, in the basement piled up with the every large or small package. Basement most deep place is placing a wooden table, the desktop top right-hand corner candle is in the dim basement the only light source. Under the candle, is lying down a turning yellow old letter paper. 顺着梯子爬下去,地下室里堆满了大大小小的包裹。地下室最深处摆放着一张木桌,桌面右上角的蜡烛是昏暗地下室里唯一的光源。蜡烛下,躺着一张发黄的老信纸。 Zelin goes out forward one step. 泽林向前走出一步。 That strikes so rapidly, actually in expected, the wooden club only exudes the slight wind sound/rumor in the darkness, is so fast, it scratches in front of Witcher to delimit, pounding ruthlessly in the plank box, the box is split up. The raiders wield the wooden stick again, sends out grating yelling. Zelin wielded a sword fiercely, the wooden stick breaks is two sections, Herrick with an end thorn of wooden stick break to Zelin, but his abdomen suffered to strike, was forced to bend the waist, spat the breakfast altogether. Then the back was hit, he poured in the own vomit. 那一击来得如此迅速,却又在意料之中,木棍在黑暗中只发出细微的风声,如此快速,它擦着狩魔猎人面前划过,狠狠的砸在木板箱上,箱子四分五裂。袭击者再次挥动木棒,发出刺耳的叫喊。泽林猛的挥了一剑,木棒断为两截,赫里克用木棒断裂的一端刺向泽林,但他的腹部挨了一击,被迫弯下腰,把早餐一股脑的吐了出来。接着背部又被击中,他倒在了自己的呕吐物里。 „Sells the itinerant peddler as one.” Zelin raised his collar, made an effort according to the wall. Herrick opens eyes, on the cheeks was hit a fist. His head is backward supine, rebounds like the spring, the nosebleed flows the chest, incarnadine clothes. „The goods in your hand were too many.” “作为一个卖货郎。”泽林提起他的衣领,用力按在墙上。赫里克睁开眼,脸颊上又被打了一拳。他的脑袋向后仰去,又像弹簧一样反弹回来,鼻血流淌到胸口,染红了衣服。“你手里的货太多了。” „Now.” Zelin is looking straight ahead Herrick's eyes. „Told me, who were you?” “现在。”泽林直视着赫里克的眼睛。“告诉我,你到底是谁？” „I do not know! You run in my storage room also-!” “我不知道！你跑进我的储藏室还-啊！” The severe pain on bridge of the nose makes him call out. 鼻梁上的剧痛让他嚎叫起来。 „You also one time the opportunity of reconsidering the language.” On the bag of Zelin another hand takes out a gold coin from desktop. „Taxi, the full weight/quantity, was from October 1271, the Knight Order dominion. The color is very nice, right? And.” He lets loose the finger, money drops the bag, dingdong and other coins hit the same place. „Quantity are many. Did not explain why your goods did sell to Knight Order?” “你还有一次重新考虑语言的机会。”泽林另一只手从桌面上的袋子里取出一枚金币。“德士,十足分量,产自1271年10月,骑士团自治领。颜色很好看,对吗？以及。”他放开手指,钱币落进袋子,叮当和其他硬币撞到一起。“量还不少。不解释一下为什么你的货都卖给骑士团了吗？”
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