The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"The garden?" Zelin turned his surprised gaze to Virginia: "Is that the garden?"

"Yes, I just started discussing with Miss Doll about whether we can build a botanical garden that can bloom flowers in winter." Virginia's voice was a little bit proud: "So I went to Island There is a very interesting garden in the temple of Meritelli, where the plants, herbs and flowers are always in full bloom and are never influenced by the outside world. The nuns say this is a gift from the goddess Meritelli, but one is called Yaer The clerk told me that this was because of the glass vaults and sealed doors inside the garden, so the building had always been at a temperature suitable for plant growth. So I imitated the structure of the Meritelli Temple and built a new one. "

"Thank you, Virginia."

The mage girl raised her chin slightly, and Zelin leaned down. It took a while before they separated.

"You won't leave this time, will you?" Qingming looked directly into the eyes of the demon hunter with a hint of shame: "You have been away for so long, I miss you. You are not in the castle, it always feels like It seems like something is missing. Miss Gneia thinks so too, so after you go, she also left, and went out to take risks. Only at the end of each month may come back to see if you come back. You are not there. At the time, Fred never showed up, Siris patrolled all day, and was unwilling to say anything. Eritusa Academy was closed due to the war. I stayed in the castle all day, thinking about when you would come back every day. I can chat with Joseph from time to time, and sometimes I will dream of you in my dreams."

Zelin sighed, and he hugged Virginia, who was leaning against his arms, as if to stick to him forever.

"Zelin, Vinnie!" Yusevka walked out of the main castle building and shouted to them, "It's time for lunch!"

Virginia seemed to wake up abruptly, and she gave Zelin a little push. "We should go to eat." She raised her head and responded to Yusevka: "Here is it!"

The mage girl and Zelin walked down the city wall together. The castle was very quiet. The heavy snow not only silenced the valley, but also plunged the war-torn world into a disturbing calm. Zelin didn't know how long this peace could last, but he hoped it could continue. In the distance, a few solitary birds crossed the gray sky.

"Tonight, can I go to your room and listen to you tell me a story about another world?" Virginia whispered with blushing cheeks as she walked on the spiral staircase inside the tower. "Can you?"

"I'm going to Baihua Valley tonight. There are still some things that must be dealt with."

Zelin deliberately did not look at Virginia's unconcealed look of disappointment. He paused: "But I think if you go through the portal, you should be back soon. This time there are some things in the other world that are... troublesome. I have to discuss some things with Enid. Also. Yes, the gold coins I brought back, it’s best to find a place to re-forge them all into crowns before the snow melts."

"No problem, then I will wait for you to come back tonight."

Push open the wooden door downstairs and walk into the courtyard. Suddenly, a rider rushed in on a horse, and after a few steps, he pulled the reins and stopped slowly.

After seeing the figure on the horseback, Virginia's face froze.

"Talos is up, I knew it was time for me to come back!" Gnaiya rolled over and got off her horse. After seeing Zelin, she didn't care about the Virginian beside him, and went straight to the demon hunter and gave it to He gave a tight hug: "You are finally back, great!"

Baihua Valley Palace, with the help of magic, the palace garden is like spring all year round, with roses and peonies in full bloom, exuding charming floral fragrance. Outside the garden, the withered grass was buried under the snow, and only a little green and yellow could be seen faintly.

Francesca picked up the fruit wine, took a sip, and rubbed her swollen temples. The tulle dress outlines the slender figure of the female warlock. For a warlock of this level, temperature is no longer an environmental impact that needs to be considered. The thick leather high heels under her step stepped rhythmically on the stone bricks on the ground. She clenched a fist in one hand to prop up her profile, and held a feather pen in the other hand, painting on a piece of scratch paper. Ada sat at the desk, answering Francesca’s questions from time to time and giving advice.

"Mei Wei hopes to hide her army. She disbands the army on the surface, but she must not let those knights and professional soldiers lay down their weapons and become farmers, otherwise we will lose a bargaining chip." She sighed. "How do you think an army should be hidden, Ada?"

"Refugee, Enid, war will always produce refugees." The Blue Mountain Sage thought for a while and slowly said: "She can disband part of the army. We don't need farmers with low combat effectiveness. They will only leak the news when they get drunk. , In the war, it will be collapsed. You can suggest that Mei Wei summon her most loyal knights and guards, order them to lay down their weapons and make up refugees after receiving the dissolution order, and escape into the territory of Hundred Flowers Valley. In Hundred Flowers Valley, we can give them New armed forces, until the time when the army must be used to solve the problem."

"Does Mei Wei think that this is my army robbing her?" Francesca stopped writing, and she raised her head: "Without an army, there is no throne."

"There are only two roads in front of her, to completely surrender to the Nilfgaards, or to stand together with Baihua Valley, Nan Yadian and Fujian to form a secret offensive and defensive alliance to minimize the losses caused by the imperial occupation." Ai Da Wei squinted his eyes slightly: "This war will weaken the imperial power and decentralize power to the noble council. There are many nobles in the empire who are willing to contribute to the flames."

"I know them, a dish of loose sand." Francesca's eyes flashed a fierce light: "A group of jackals, hunters holding whips, they will lie on the ground and wagging their tails. If the hunters are weak, they will pounce on them to share their food. Then I will be complacent, thinking that I am a role model and hero, and overthrowing the tradition of tyrants in the Senate is not a Nilfgaardian?"

咚咚咚——

"Who?"

"Your Majesty." Tyr Ered's voice came into the room: "There is a correspondence that wants to contact you."

The psionicist Kenna would usually follow Francesca when dealing with human nobles, to show that Dole Breitana does not seek to destroy human society, but wants to coexist. But in other more confidential matters, Francesca will still arrange for the elves to serve her, including the assassination of members of the business association, Teal has been responsible for the intelligence communication of Baihua Valley in the south. Only after losing an arm, she could no longer do it herself.

"Who is it?"

She sighed and took a nap with her eyes closed. The war continues to the present, and countless real or false information is introduced into the palace every day. She doesn't worry about handing over these things to her subordinates. Once a decision is made wrong, her efforts so far may be wiped out. "Is it the nobleman of Nan Yadian? Or Queen Meiwei?"

"Neither, Your Majesty." Thiel hesitated for a few seconds: "It's a demon hunter."

Francesca opened her eyes sharply, she stood up suddenly, took a few steps to the door, but slowly stopped.

"Devil hunter?" She asked: "He wants to see me?" She snorted and turned around again: "I wrote to him before, hoping that he would contact me, but not only did he not contact me, but he didn't even reply. ! Why are you running over to find me now?"

"He didn't say the reason, Your Majesty," Teal replied outside the door. "He is waiting for you at the portal."

"Does he only come to me now when he is in trouble?" Francesca seemed to be complaining to Ada, but also as if talking to herself. "It's like I'm a tool. I bring it when I need it and throw it aside when I don't need it. Who does he think I am? Will he be a **** who runs to him with a smile on the side of the road and beckoning? !"

Ada looked at Francesca with a calm face and said nothing.

"Your Majesty, I need to tell the Demon Hunter, don't you see him?"

"No." Francesca sat back to the desk, pushed open the files on it, opened the drawer and took out a small box containing cosmetics, facing the mirror on the desk: "Please go to my private living room. , Prepare fruit for him, I will be there soon."

Ada snorted softly, turned and left the room.

Chapter 229 Bitter Tears

In the private meeting room of the palace, Zelin sat on an upholstered chair, watching the elf maid walking around putting the fruit plate and fine wine on the table. After a while, the table was filled with brightly colored fruits and vegetables, and the maids exited the living room one by one.

"Enid." Zelin leaned back on his soft back at the sound of footsteps outside. "If it hadn't been for me to know you, I'm afraid I would have begun to think about what the master here is going to do. In winter, only you can arrange such food for the nobles in the north."

"I should greet you, shouldn't it?" Francesca walked in with a smile. She was wearing a low-cut dress with a backless and red lips, and sat next to Zelin. "Did you just come back?"

"Yes, I came back early this morning."

"You won't stay in the castle for a few days and take care of the other people?" Francesca said jokingly: "You have been away for several months. The castle is more empty than before." She said that she had taken a high foot. Cup, pick up the jug, and the crimson wine flows into the crystal glass: "Your brother George is building a new castle in Thor Tisha, and it is estimated to be completed by October this year. Building a new castle in the empire The castle needs a local permit, and I asked someone to help. Don’t worry, I learned my lesson this time. It’s the people from Towson who have come forward and has nothing to do with me."

"Thank you."

Francesca's wine glass stopped in midair, and she looked at Zelin with complicated eyes.

"...Don't do this, please?" She lowered her eyes. "I was wrong, forgive me?"

Zelin held the elf's hand holding the wine glass and put the wine glass back on the table. He got up and walked to the door, poking out his head and looking around. The private meeting room is located by a stream on the right side of the palace. Without orders, any servants and courtiers in the palace will not be within 50 meters of this place. The closest patrol archer here is also sixty meters away, with his back to the drawing room, and is walking towards the fountain garden.

Francesca sat on the double bench at a loss, looking at Zelin with some worry, not knowing what the demon hunter was going to do next.

After a few seconds, Zelin turned and walked back, closing the door smoothly, and plugging the bolt behind the door. Francesca supported the bench with both hands and moved back subconsciously.

"Zelin?"

"Enid, close your eyes."

"I..." The elf warlock was a little panicked. When putting on makeup, she anticipated how Zelin would react, find her purpose, and how she should respond. She thought about preparing wine for him first, and then apologizing to him after softening his attitude with alcohol. She considered countless situations, but never thought it would be like this. "You are ready, uh... well, I just close it."

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, put her legs together and put her hands on her thighs, waiting nervously.

After two breaths, she lifted her eyelids slightly, trying to secretly observe what Zelin was doing. The next moment, her gaze suddenly turned to the right, staring straight at the wine glass placed on the table, her eyes widened, her breathing as a screen. After a few seconds, she recovered, and the fiery pain in her left cheek stimulated her nerves.

She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to make. The next moment, her gaze suddenly turned to the other side, her eyes went dark, and a needle-like tingling came from her right face.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that she was being pressed on the bench. When the red lips are sealed, all she can do is to hold her arms tightly and grasp the man's back with both hands. She didn't know what she wanted to do, she just wanted to grab something.

Angry? Guilt? Wronged? Unwilling? Regret it?

After a long time, Ze Lin let go.

Francesca panted, her eyes widened, she lay on the bench, the sling on the left side of the dress slipped down, revealing her white shoulders, and the skirt almost reached her waist. Eyes staring straight at the demon hunter, the elf turned his head, tears welled up.