The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The conversation ended, and the two footsteps gradually approached.

"Hi, Demon Hunter, you are Demon Hunter, right?"

Zelin turned his head, and two men with umbrella heads—one with brown hair and one blonde—walked towards Zelin. They wore blue linen cotton-padded clothes and trousers wrapped in leggings to keep out the cold, and a cloth-wrapped iron rod hung around their waists. "We see the badge on your chest and your eyes. Do you accept the commission?"

Zelin thought for a while, and based on the conversation just now, they seemed to have friends and relatives missing. This kind of commission usually doesn't waste much time, and since Hilly stays with Gwendelin, it should be very safe.

"I won't get through with the commission." He rolled over and got off his horse, holding the reins: "What's the matter? Have you encountered a monster?"

"No, it's our brother." The brown-haired, older-looking one swallowed: "We are three brothers. They live not far away, near the Ponta River. Recently, there have been refugees from Fleeing from the south, my little brother kept saying that we should also flee to the north bank of the river, lest the Nilfgard would come over and burn the village. But the Nilfgard were on the other side of the swamp, We couldn’t even see a ghost, and our village didn’t block any general’s marching route, so we refused. As a result, his wife came to us today and said that he had left, went to the north, and never again. I didn't come back, leaving only her and three children at home. So Kirk and I ran out to look for him together, and didn't see him in the dark."

"Can you help us find him?" Kirk with blond hair asked: "He is an honest man who has been fishing by the river. It is impossible for him to suddenly leave his wife and children to escape. He must be in trouble. ."

"Have you been to other checkpoints?" Zelin asked, "Your brother may have gone to other bridges across the river."

"This is the closest place to his home." The brown-haired shook his head: "He can never go to the Oceanford Bridge. Everyone knows that the King has gone down to Oceanford, that city has been It is blocked, and it is impossible for farmers and fishermen like us to pass."

"Well, it sounds strange, but I can give it a try." Zelin nodded, "Do you know where he went?"

The two looked at each other, and the brown-haired one said: "No, we only know that he has been saying that this side is not safe before, but that was before the heavy snowfall, for several months."

"Then take me to the place where he started to take a look. I might find some clues." Zelin looked at the confused two people: "I mean, take me to his home to take a look. He After all, I ran away from home, right? To find someone, you must start from the beginning."

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"His family lives here. He is a very hardworking man. He built his house by the river. Every village on the Ponta River knows that my brother Elva is the best fisherman and the bravest. Yes, even if the river rolls so hard to let anyone approach him, he can still hold the boat and fish out the fishing net along with the prey inside."

"It's also the softest." Kirk said worriedly: "And there is a wife who is more soft-hearted. I opposed this marriage from the beginning. Only the eternal fire knows what kind of strange Mona will instill in my brother. Thoughts. If you want me to say, he should marry Mara of Moribudell. He is hardworking and keeps his duty. Unlike Mona, who always thinks that she knows some principles, actually? She has read two books. Village girl, she can only wash clothes, but she can't grow vegetables."

"Well, at least they are doing well, so let's just leave it alone." The brown-haired brother-Zelin knew his name is Mark not long ago-waved his hand, not wanting Kirk to continue talking about this matter. "We are coming, Master Demon Hunter, this is the place. When they were building the hut here, I also helped them erect the beams."

On the bank of the Ponta River, Zelin saw a fisherman’s hut standing alone, surrounded by a low fence, and a simple trestle bridge built with a few wooden boards on the edge, and a few pieces of wood stuck in the shallows to the left of the trestle bridge. Half of the fishing net pulled up between the stakes and stakes are exposed on the water. A woman with a white head wrapped and a light blue linen dress was standing on the trestle to check whether there were trapped river fish in the net between the stakes. There is a wooden boat on the right side of the trestle bridge, which ran aground on the river bank. There was a small vegetable field on the other side of the yard, and the soil showed the cabbage seedlings that had just grown leaves and broke out of the soil. Two children were playing with a ball behind the fence. Noting the people walking outside, a little boy turned his head to the trestle bridge.

"Mom, Uncle Mark is back!"

The woman raised her head and quickly walked to the fence. "Mark, Kirk, have you found Boone?" Her eyes looked at her husband's brothers in a flustered manner: "Where is he?"

"We found the long bridge by the river all the way to the checkpoint set up by the soldiers, Mona." Mark sighed, "No one has seen Boone, and no one knows where he is. But don't worry, let's find Here comes someone who can solve the problem. This is a demon hunter, he is the best at finding people."

"Devil hunter? I have never seen a demon hunter. Very few demon hunters come here." Mona looked up and down Zelin: "How much do you want?"

"If you are just looking for someone, the price is very cheap, ten crowns are enough. But if the person you are looking for is in trouble, for example, if you are caught by a monster and want to kill the monster, I will charge according to the type of monster. "The money earned by Azeroth, according to the amount of gold, can probably be turned into more than three thousand crowns. Of course, Zelin couldn't expect to make a fortune in every adventure like he did in Gushan. Originally, a part of it was going to be used to build a new castle, but Enid’s investment was reported a little, and part of it was added. It was only Zelin more than once doubted whether Enid’s concept of time made Enid think that after investing 10,000 It is not a loss to get ten gold coins report every day.

It's just that now he can't, like in the past, completely ignore the question of entrusting to make money.

"Sounds reasonable." Mona nodded. "When will you start working, Master?"

"It's okay now. I want to know when your husband left? Did he leave on foot or ride a horse? In what direction, do you know what he is going to do?" Zelin raised several questions in one breath : "Please answer one by one. There is no need to describe your husband's appearance. His brother told me on the road."

"He left last night." Mona sighed: "He said to go out and take a look to the north, remember the road, and wonder if he can get a pass. He has always been worried about black clothes. People suddenly changed direction. I told him to come back earlier, but when the sun rose the next day, I didn't wait for him to come back, so I hurried to find Mark."

"What shoes did he wear? What special signs did he wear?"

"It's a pair of hard-soled thick leather boots. I bought it last year. Sometimes he has to go to the river in winter. Those boots are warm and waterproof." Mona explained: "He just wore a brown cotton coat and there was nothing on him. Special sign. He is walking along this road, and he should be heading to Osenforte."

"Osenfurt?" Mark was a little surprised: "How did he run so far? You didn't tell me before."

"He thinks that if the man in black gets closer, the soldiers will definitely dismantle all the wooden bridges that can be dismantled, so only the Osenford Bridge will be safe." Mona replied. "He said that he would not encounter robbers on the road at night, and robbers would also sleep. It is not safe on the road during the day."

"As a fisherman, it is really not easy to think of this." Zelin admired.

"This must be something strange you told my brother again." Kirk said gloomily: "I told you, don't tell him anything..."

"Okay, gentlemen." Zelin said before they quarreled: "I'm going to start working. It doesn't make much sense for you to stay here. It's not safe at night. I recommend you to go home first and wait until I find the missing. I will notify you after the person or clues."

The missing Boone wore hard-soled shoes and was very easy to distinguish on the muddy trails wet by melting snow. Zelin asked Mona in detail about the size of the shoes, and he quickly found the corresponding shoe print not far from the fisherman's hut.

Following the traces of the shoe prints all the way to the east, Mona was right. This road was indeed the direction to the Osenford Bridge.

Following the footprints for about two thousand meters, the footprints stopped in the middle of the road. Next to the footprints of the hard-soled shoes, Zelin saw more footprints-iron boots, about seven, located on both sides of the road.

Zelin quickly imagined the scene in his mind: When Boone walked here, seven armed men suddenly appeared in the bushes on both sides of the road, surrounding him from the left and right sides. There are no new shoe prints ahead, which means that Boone's originally planned journey ends here.

Walking to the grass on the left, Zelin saw the trail of drag. There were scraps of clothes that had been scratched out on a bush, and there was still a strand of cotton. Zelin sniffed, he smelled a fishy smell.

"Have you been kidnapped..."

Lifting his head, Ze Lin looked at the soil **** ahead, and the drag trail only stretched for about ten meters before disappearing. It is possible that the assailant realized that it was unwise to do so in the hard bushes, at least he did not see the blood, and the missing person is likely to be alive.

Walking quickly up the hillside ahead, Zelin saw the light of the campfire in the distant forest at a glance in the darkness.

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A vigorous bonfire is particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

This is not a good habit. Sometimes flames may not only disperse beasts, but may also attract monsters, such as ghouls and evil spirits. They will chase the fire, because they know that there will be places with fire. Food.

Before Zelin approached, he saw in the firelight shadows with sharp teeth hovering in the firelight, lying next to the fallen corpse. The smell of blood and oozing chewing sound echoed in the air. The three strong ghouls were digging through the dirt, their heads buried among the **** corpses, gnawing at the blood-stained flesh.

Zelin controlled his steps and leaned forward cautiously. Ghouls live underground, and their eyes are not too sensitive to light. In fact, they don’t like sunlight very much, but their degraded eyes enhance their hearing and sense of smell, which is more than an enemy relying solely on eyes. Fatal.

There are three iron cages beside the main bonfire in the camp, most of which are empty. A woman in a cage saw a demon hunter observing near the camp, and she quickly stretched her hand out of the fence.

"Help us!"

The man in the other cage waved his hand vigorously: "Don't shout, don't shout!"

The other prisoners looked at this side one after another, the giant ghoul raised his head, leaving only the head with slit eyes turned to the position of the demon hunter.

"Damn..."

Zelin pulled out the silver sword behind him, and a ghoul rushed forward. Alderfayin made him fly upside down, crashing into a bush, and his body was instantly covered with scratches from broken ice. The other ghoul roared and jumped forward three steps. The moment the fourth step fell in front of the demon hunter, his sturdy legs stood upright, and the claws enough to tear the steel plate hit the left and right sides at the same time. . Zelin stretched out his hand again, and the Kunen Fayin active shield trembled under the attack of the giant ghoul, and the claws rubbed and creaked in the shield. But the shield stubbornly opened the enemy's claws and exposed the weakest abdomen of the ghoul.

The silver sword pierced through the monster's chest and pierced out from behind. Zelin snapped his fingers, and the active shield exploded, and the shock wave blew away the pierced monster. The body of the ghoul crashed into the campfire, sparks splashed, and the light in the camp dimmed instantly. The third ghoul took the opportunity to pounce, but it did not directly pounce on Zelin, as if it hadn't jumped far enough, it just fell in front of the demon hunter, and its claws sank deeply into the ground.

But years of experience tell Zelin that this is not a good opportunity to attack. The demon hunter stepped back, and the next moment, the ghoul suddenly protruded a one-meter long spike from the back, and the tip was exactly where the demon hunter was just now.

The demon hunter held the sword in both hands, the blade swept across, and the sharp spikes were neatly chopped off. The ghoul yelled and stretched its neck forward, biting Zelin's calf with sharp teeth with blood and body fluid remaining. But after losing the protection of the spikes, Zelin stretched out his free left hand, pressed the ghoul's neck with one hand, and tried his best to directly press the monster's head into the mud.

The ghoul's claws stretched out, trying to scratch the demon hunter's neck and head, and the sharp claws rubbed a spark on the armguard. The next moment, the long sword pierced the spine, and the struggling ghoul instantly weakened. At the beginning, the ghoul that had been thrown out crawled out again, his whole body dripping with blood. It stared at the demon hunter with a low growl in its throat. Zelin held the hilt with both hands, and the runes on the sword glowed with dazzling red light. He raised the long sword high, then slashed it abruptly.

A translucent blood-red sword light plowed across the ground and directly traversed the ghoul. The wooden stake behind the monster split into two and fell to both sides. After two seconds, Zelin retracted the long sword into the scabbard. The body of the motionless ghoul separated to the sides at a speed visible to the naked eye. The internal organs were neatly slit and spewed out with blood, and the corpse fell in a pool of blood. Among.

After taking a sigh of relief, Zelin looked at the people in the cage. There are five people, three men and two women. They stared at the camp after the battle with wide eyes, and opened their mouths without knowing what to say.

"Who are you?" Zelin patted the dirt off his body. There was a lot of blood on his trousers. He wanted a chance to clean them off: "Why are you being held here?"

"We are refugees who are going to the other side, sir." said a man with a black beard. His beard looked a little messy without trimming for a long time: "It's a kidnapper of the men in black, sir, these people are from the south. , They are kidnapping slaves for the men in black!"