The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Who?"

"A woman in a red dress, she, she's like..." The soldier showed a confused look: "It's like drifting past."

"Could it be a demon spirit?" one of the soldiers suddenly said, "There was a murder in my hometown. Everyone thought it was a fugitive, so they hired militiamen and private investigators. As a result, Later, the detectives and militiamen died, and the local garrison even surrounded the farm. As a result, nothing was found on the farm. Later, a demon hunter from the north said that it was made by a night demon spirit and it was not a murder at all. The demon spirit appeared because the farm was too close to the prison, and the prisoners who died inside were thrown into the wilderness outside."

"Don't be afraid, we have anti-magical metals and turtle-shaped stones, these can resist the demon spirit and curse, keep going! After catching up, I have to figure out who is here!"

After the corner, a red-robed blood saint, Adeline, nodded to Zelin, and then disappeared into the wall. Listening to the conversation of the Nilfgaards at the other end of the corridor, Zelin couldn't help but smile.

In the north, the rumor that the tortoise-shaped stone can repel evil spirits has been known to be fake ten years ago, but it is a rumor fabricated by coastal fishermen's guilds to sell strange-shaped stones picked up by the sea. Zelin looked to the right, Maria raised her hand and made a cutting gesture. Zelin nodded, and Maria's figure immediately became blurred and disappeared into the other wall.

Stepping back a few steps, Zelin turned and walked towards the other door. Little Yusevka with a mischievous smile on his face followed him behind him, his eyes revealing bloodthirsty pleasure.

Entering the door, Zelin, who entered the room, took out a communication box. This was the device that Tishaya gave him to conduct short-distance conversations. It is cheaper than telescope, but the distance is shorter, and it cannot show projection. But, in this kind of place, this is enough.

"They have come in, a total of three hundred people, don't move the living room for now. A group of soldiers passed towards the garden, you come to deal with them. I and the others deal with the enemies upstairs, and finally deal with the hall."

"I see." Tisaya's voice came from the small box: "Be careful, you and your magical friends."

There was a scream in the corridor, Zelin and Jr. Yusevka looked at each other, and the latter grinned.

"It's me."

Chapter 2252 Enhill's Counterattack

Vizima Palace----

The White Lily flag has been flying on this land for hundreds of years, and now it has finally been replaced by another owner. Standing in the oval hall of the palace, Emperor Enhill held the goblet in one hand and looked up at the sculpture on the wall. The most famous kings of Tamoria in ancient times responded silently to the emperor's gaze.

The flags and heraldic shields above the throne have been replaced by the golden sun and the Entrance family's symbols. The stone bricks on the ground are still paved with white lily patterns. Pry away all the stone slabs here as quickly as possible and replace them with decorations that conform to the Nilfgaard style.

"Your Majesty."

Morfan Fulis' voice came into his ears, and Enhill turned his head. The stiff cheeks became more serious.

"You are here." He walked to the strategic table, and Morfan also walked over and stood opposite Enhill.

Representative of the Merchants Association. Enhill thought, he stared at the necklace on Morfan's chest---a flame inlaid in a golden triangle---they were playing against me, just like the position in front of them.

"How about the investigation report?" He softened his cold cheeks. After so many years of fleeing and ruling, he could already control the expression on his face and convey the information he wanted to tell to the people in front of him. "Who belongs to the Redanian army on the other side of the Ponta River?"

"Part of it is the Rydania Cavalry Regiment, led by the veteran of Rydania Blencott. He is one of the commanders of the Battle of Brenner." Morfan put his hands on the strategy table and looked down. While holding the legion piece placed on the table, he took out a piece representing the infantry and placed it next to the rider: "It is Adam Smith’s Free Legion mercenary who assisted in the defense, and the Redanians retreated the troops that were damaged in the previous battle. Rear."

"Is the information reliable?"

"Very reliable." Morfan pinched his waist and smiled triumphantly: "Mrs. Marie Louisa revealed to me in a chat. She is such a good woman, especially when taking care of her son. No wonder Foltai She will look after her, and she will definitely be able to cultivate an excellent heir. But unfortunately, her relationship with Foltest ended after the siege."

"The ancient family will also set their sights on the noble women in the north."

Enhill snorted softly. When he tried to marry Sintra's heir, the Fulis family was one of the most opposed families. The Nilfgaard Empire was originally divided into several city-states. Later, the families in charge of different city-states formed an alliance to establish a new empire. The land they used to control was the current Nilfgaard Province, and these families were the empires. The most powerful electoral family in the country. Every emperor must be born in these families. If it wasn't for Emperor Fergus Enrreis to be killed and the family to be purged by the usurper, he would not have to rely on the power of emerging young officers and the Janissaries.

"Since you choose to reform, your Majesty, why would the Fulis family not support you?" Morfan spread his hands out: "My father hopes that I can tell you, Your Majesty, according to the previous contract, your last loan was granted. It's time to pay the interest. He hopes to see the gold within a month. Of course, he believes that as the Emperor of the Empire, you must be a person who believes in your words."

"You can tell Prince Fries, he will see the money soon."

There is no emotion in Enhill's voice. The last time he defeated the traitor who had conspired to overthrow him, he severely hit the powers of several other prince families. Except for Prince Fries, he cooperated with the Merchants Association and became the only prince whose emperor had evidence of treason, but was completely unable to attack him.

He must start a war, otherwise he will not be able to meet the demands of the Janissaries and young officers. Only by showing them the ways to advance in the war, and the future of getting more military spending and rewards, will the officers remain loyal and will not be bought by the gold of the Merchants Association. However, a sum of money is required to start a war. Years of war and civil strife have left the treasury empty. However, there is no bank or private lender in Nifoga Germany that does not belong to the Merchants Association.

"Those mercenaries." Enhill turned off the subject: "Can you buy it?"

"Adam participated in the Battle of Brenner." Morfan shook his head: "The probability is very low."

"What if you bring a pardon?"

"Are you sure, Your Majesty?" Morfan narrowed his eyes. "The pardon of war criminals will attack the authority of the court."

"When he puts down his weapon, the choice whether or not to pardon you is in my hands." Enhill said coldly: "A glass of poisoned wine, coupled with newspaper propaganda, can make him commit suicide with fear of sin."

"Then I will send someone to try it."

Suddenly, the door of the strategy room was knocked.

"Come in." Morfan said.

Enhill frowned.

A cavalry officer walked in quickly and saluted the emperor and Morfan: "Your Majesty, there are two pieces of information from the rear."

Enhill stretched out his hand, the officer handed over the report, and after saluting again, he exited the room.

The emperor lowered his eyes.

"What report, Your Majesty?"

"One is from Willen and the other is from Sunnid." Enhill said casually. He opened one of them, glanced at it, and handed it to Morfan.

"The witch on Sinide Island escaped, but when the team searched the palace, they found that there was a curse left by the witch, and they had lost a lot of manpower. They hoped to send a warlock to assist in the investigation?"

"All the warlocks are arranged in the Eastern Front War to deal with threats that may come from Lomugne. How can they have time to investigate a ruined palace." Enhill snorted coldly, "Tell them, since there is no witch in it, there is no need. Let's take care of it. After the war is won, it will be handled by the Imperial Academy of Magic."

"I'll let them reply." Morfan put the letter aside and waited for the document to file it: "Since the witches of Sunnid Island have disappeared, the army there can be sent to the front of the Ponta River to fight the previous battle. The damaged army was replaced and rested."

"No problem..." Suddenly, Enhill's words paused, and then an imperceptible smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

"Is it good news, Your Majesty?" Morfan asked with a smile.

"No." He looked up. "Assemble the representatives of the electors, I have a very important thing to announce."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Morfan bent down and bowed.

Enhill watched him walk out of the room, with his hands behind his back, a simple message written on a letter held in one hand—

Someone witnessed Princess Shilia in Willen

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Three

The leader of the Chosen family is the prince of the Nilfgaard Empire. Usually they don’t go to a place in person, but as the most powerful group of people in the empire, they have countless ways to make sight and voice appear where they need it. , And hear the most important news directly.

Emperor Enhill sent a very important message to everyone-he was going to marry his daughter to a member of an ancient family.

Everyone understands the meaning of this sentence. Enhill’s daughter will become the empress, but if the empress marries another person, her future child must be named after her husband’s family. The empress’s husband is also the emperor of the empire. There has never been a precedent for a woman to be in charge of the empire alone. In the past, there have only been a few similar situations, and each time the results seem to be familiar-the compromise and reconciliation between the two families, and the peaceful exchange of the throne.

"Enhill, what is this going to do?"

A special telescope is placed on the wooden chairs around the plain brown wooden table. No one has ever personally arrived in this secret room where no one knows its location. Only everyone's projection will appear on the high-backed chair.

"He can't hold it anymore." A gentle voice said slowly: "All he relied on was the wealth left during his father's reign. Emperor Fergus signed a trade agreement with the North and annexed the southern countries through marriage and negotiation. . Peaceful annexation has never brought civil war and rebellion. The place where gold needs to be consumed is celebrations rather than military expenditure. Otherwise, how could Enhill have so much gold to support three full-scale wars and two large-scale rebellions? Now he has no more It’s gold. As long as the war continues for another four months, he will have to choose between paying frontline military expenses and rear sheriff’s employment fees."