The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Some people spurn goodness and worship violence. Abandoning the hand of friendship, but bowing to the fist of anger to please. Manji is a hyena and will never be satisfied with the fat you leave behind. Its goal is to eat Novigrad, how can it be satisfied with a little benefit? It is undoubtedly your biggest mistake to treat your enemy as a friendly citizen.

I suggest that you use more severe methods to fight against the enemy, just as you treat your friends, citizens and believers in a friendly manner. This is the doctrine of the eternal fire, to light the way for the good in the dark, and to punish the evil with flames. Let everyone know who Novigrad belongs to. Believe me, Manji is definitely not a helper sent by the Hierarch Haifam to assist you, it is a sharp knife to seize your power in Novigrad. You must act first before he does it. This is my kind warning. There is no need to investigate who I am. Just focus your attention on Manji, dear Bishop Chape.

——————Your friend AM

Note: Please burn the letter after reading it just in case. 】

"AM..." Chapei whispered the abbreviation. Who knows so much about the things in the Eternal Fire church? Where did this mysterious AM get the information? Is this a trap, or is it just a kind warning from a hidden person, as claimed in the letter?

When he walked to the fireplace, Zha Pei was meditating, his palms loosened, and the letters fell on the round timber, withered and charred in the flames.

Even the dullest person in the temple can feel that the atmosphere has become more and more tense recently. But how many people can he trust? No one dared to fight against the leader of the witch hunter holding the command of the leader.

Witch hunters have been harassing non-human citizens, burning books in cities, and more and more inflammatory speeches appear on preachers at crossroads. In the past, as long as he shook his head, no one dared to do so. However, now it is difficult for him to continue to control.

The letter paper turned into ashes and disappeared completely in the fireplace. Cha Pei walked to the desk, took out a confidential envelope, and wrote a reply.

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ps: I have been busy for the New Year today, plus I can’t code words tomorrow, I will go out the day after tomorrow, so today I will update 8000 words first. Come back the day after tomorrow to continue to resume the daily change 4D.

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ps: Happy New Year's Eve everyone!

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ps: Speaking of which I actually wished a happy New Year's Eve three times in this book, surprised

Chapter 223 Amelia's Actions

The next morning, when Hawke put on his woolen shirt while yawning, it was rare to find that the castle was so quiet.

There is no Virginia looking at the castle in the courtyard, thinking about refurbishment, and there is no Gnaia repairing the armor and swords, and the clinking of forgings. She didn't even see Yusevka getting up early in the morning to make breakfast, which surprised Hawk. Standing at the door of the tower, rubbing her head, she sighed and walked to the storeroom, ready to find something to eat.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of a portal opening in the courtyard, like a whistling wind flashing past. Looking in the direction of the sound, after seeing the figure that appeared, the vigilance in Hawke's eyes instantly disappeared into the little sleepy mind that is unique to the early morning.

"You are here again, Mr. Baggins."

The Hobbit carried a drawing board and a large book, and all the blankets, food, and water bags used for travel were stuffed in a large travel bag behind him. Bilbo held the travel bag with both hands under his shoulders and walked out of the portal chamber. The dagger hanging around his waist kept colliding with his leather pants as he walked. Compared to before, he is still energetic, with dark hair, only a few strands of white silk on the sideburns and forehead. Noting Hawke, he beckoned.

"Ah, Miss Marian, lucky to meet. I only went back a few days ago, and the relatives at home stared at the bottom of my bag again. Oh, it's really unbearable. I would rather never see it for the rest of my life.. ...Oh, what is this?!"

Hearing the wind whistling above his head, Bilbo bent down subconsciously and hugged his head with his hands. A shadow with its wings spread across the sky, flew to the other end of the castle, and landed in a wide fence. The Griffin walked forward a few steps, lowered his head and picked up a piece of dried meat prepared in advance.

"This is the loot that Zelin got from the last time he came back from his adventure, a flying mount." Hawk rubbed his cheeks as if nostalgic: "I once flew on a dragon's back in the past. In the future, Zelin can often fly in the sky in the future, which is really enviable. But if you want me to say, the griffon beast he got definitely put a lot of effort into it."

"Oh, God. I can see amazing things every time I come over." Bilbo slowly stood up and smiled self-deprecatingly: "As a result, when I went back and told Frodo, he still didn't believe it. , I think these are all legends I heard in the north, haha. Where is Zelin? He is back?"

"Yeah, he's back. It's just still resting. He came back yesterday." Hawke pointed to the castle, and then pointed his thumb to the storeroom behind him: "Would you like breakfast?"

"No, I came here after having breakfast in Gushan." Bilbo rubbed his stomach and looked at the main castle building behind him. "Since he is resting, I won't disturb him. I can't wait to write more interesting stories in my travel notes. Is the road to Carbon Mountain okay? I think it's snowing here. "

"Fortunately, the mountain road going south from the outside of the castle is fairly stable. There is not much snow on it. After arriving at the residence of the first dwarf, you can walk along the underground mine tunnel." Hawk rolled his eyes and recalled: "I I remember that when Gnaiya returned to the castle about a month ago, she helped the local dwarves clean up a few ghouls in the mine tunnel. Now the road is guarded by dwarves, which is very safe."

"That's great, thank you, I'll start now. When Zelin wakes up, remember to say hello to him." Bilbo rubbed his hands, then reached out and took out a letter from the inner pocket of his shirt: "And this, it's a letter Mr. Jaques asked me to hand him."

"Letter? No problem." Hawke nodded, "I will give it to him as soon as he wakes up. Don't you stay and drink a glass of water and take a break?"

"No, in fact, I arrived at Lonely Mountain three days ago and I am not tired at all. Tell Zelin to tell me that Thorin's health is still so good, but I bet that if I stay in Lonely Mountain more For a while, he may become like Bumble, and he must rely on six young dwarves to carry him from the bedroom to the living room."

Bilbo and Hawke laughed together.

"Goodbye, Ms. Hawke."

"Be careful all the way."

Standing in front of the castle, Hawke sent Bilbo away. After watching the Hobbit's back disappear at the corner of the mountain road, he looked back and turned back to the castle. It was always boring in winter, and the severe cold brought almost everything in the world to a halt, whether it was a monster or an intelligent race. Walking back to the gate of the castle, Hawke found a man wearing a felt hat and a trench coat walking to the gate of the castle and putting the letter in the mailbox.

Thanks to the fact that Island City, located at the foot of the Mahakam Mountain, is still in the hands of Temoria, and the territory of Ailand is just across the Ponta River to the north of Redanya, so this area is The Royal Mail has not been interrupted by the war. Hawke hasn't heard the news of the occupied area of ​​Nilfgaard for a long time, but according to the rumors from the floating port boatmen and sailors, the occupied area has become a paradise for slave traders and bandits.

When the messenger left, Hawk went to the letterbox and took out the three letters inside. The first thing that caught your eye was Feilixia's letter. She had only become a newly promoted sorcerer six months ago, and it happened just in time for the outbreak of the war. She originally wanted to go to Novigrad to hide for a while, but it happened to meet Ganya and Hawke and his party in Osenfurt. Amelia reminded that Novigrad was not safe recently, so Hawke suggested that she had better return to Lomugne. Although Lomugne was close to the front line, the Nilfgaards were never able to completely break through Fjian and Cod. A line of defense composed of Wen coalition forces. At least, the Warlock Order still has complete control over the city.

Hawke opened the letter and saw Felicia in it saying that she had arrived in Lomugne. The atmosphere in the city is very tense, but the Warlock Order is trying its best to maintain order. Today, she has found a job in the Warlock Order.

Tsk shook his head, and Hawke put the letter away. There were two letters left, one of which was a personal letter from Saqiya to Ganya. Hawke collected the letters and prepared to hand them back to the Dragonborn. But the third letter made Hawke frown. It is mentioned that the recipient's signature is AM.

"Wait!" Hawk took a few steps quickly and called the postman who was about to ride away. "Is this letter really sent here? Wouldn't you send it in the wrong place?"

"Which one?" The postman frowned. The almost fifty-year-old man stopped and walked towards Hawke while rubbing his hands to keep warm. The thick leather jacket was stuffed with cotton and stained with oil and dust: "Let me Look...Oh, this letter! This was delivered by a warlock and sent to the hotel in the floating port. It is said that it was delivered last night. So the lady boss saw that I was going to the mountain castle to deliver the letter, so she Please send me along. The kings recently asked the warlocks to help them pass orders and letters. Anyway, I don't understand those magic things, as long as I don't lose my job."

"Sent from the warlock?"

"Yeah, I have lived till now. I have never seen such a fast letter. It is said to have been sent out last night and arrived at the destination this morning. These warlocks are really amazing. No wonder their charges are so high. My neighbor next door The youngest son of the family relatives has a high fever, and the money for the sorcerer to see a doctor is worth their two years of income."

"That's it..." Hawke frowned, and after a few seconds of thought, she nodded. "Oh...thank you."

"You're welcome, ma'am."

The postman led the horse and slowly walked down the hillside. Hawke wondered who was AM and walked back to the castle.

At this time, she saw the white-haired Amelia trotting out, so hurried that she didn't even put on her shoes.

"What are you doing?" Hawk widened her eyes in confusion, and she waved quickly. "Go back and put on your shoes, otherwise you will get frostbite."

"Where is the letter sent today?" Amelia asked directly, "Where is the letter?"

"There is no letter to you again." Hawke snorted like sending a child and waved his hand. Stepping forward, she grabbed Amelia’s hand and led her to return to her residence: "Go back quickly, be careful of frostbite and amputated. Ms. Lansiska has a way to re-bring the severed limb, but you are sure You don’t want to sit in a wheelchair for a few years? Otherwise, you can ask Miss Heizer, who has only recently recovered, how sad she has been lying in bed for more than a year after losing her hands and feet."

Amelia's gaze swept across Hawk's left hand, and the moment she reached out and grabbed her wrist, she snatched a letter inside.

"Hey! You..."

Holding the letter, Amelia ran into the room without looking back, and slammed the wooden door shut.

"You guy..."

"What's the matter, Marianne?"

Hearing the sound, Hawke turned his head and looked at the main castle building. Zelin moved his neck and beat his shoulders down the steps. "What happened?"

"Amelia." Hawke stopped, and she opened her hands and smiled helplessly. "She just ran out barefoot and snatched a letter, and then ran back. Who knows what the kid is thinking. Ah, Bilbo came twenty minutes ago."

"Bilbo?" Zelin looked back at Amelia's room: "Where is he?"

"He went to Carbon Mountain and said that since you didn't wake up, he won't disturb you for the time being." Hawke said, walking to Zelin, and took out the envelope left by Bilbo: "Jaques gave it to you."

"Ah, thanks for your hard work, Marianne." Zelin took the envelope, but he didn't open it immediately. "When I was away recently, please help me take care of the castle."

"It's not a trouble." Hawk scratched the back of his head and smiled dryly: "It is Joseph who is always taking care of the castle. Even the guard has Siris. I only help occasionally."