The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Who is this?"

"I was sent to kill you." Zelin let go, and the witch hunter fell to the ground limply: "Have you packed your things? Before leaving, I recommend that you clean up the tower without leaving anything behind. Look at this, this is the order I found out in the witch hunter."

"Witch hunter?" Alexander said as he took the letter. "He doesn't look like a witch hunter."

"Anyone can put on the uniform of a witch hunter or take it off."

Alexander glanced across the letter paper, and his face immediately became stiff.

Zelin had already read this letter, and he knew what was written on it.

Keira leaned aside, straightened her neck and looked at the writing on the letter.

"...His Majesty Ladovide asked the church hunters to obtain the plague information on Willenfeck Island as quickly as possible, and send the information to the camp northeast of Mobridell?"

"Radovid knows that the Catriona plague is being studied here?" Alexander raised his head: "How is it possible? Only the sorcerers of Lomune and the few teachers of Ade know about this."

"It doesn't matter how he knew it." Zelin made a move: "The important thing is that the research results here cannot fall into the hands of Radovide. I think you all know what He is like, especially in Lomu. Kayla had seen it during Nirvana."

"Yes, I think he wants to get research data on the plague, absolutely not to make a vaccine." Keira pinched his waist: "It seems that I have to leave one more day, Alexander, we set off the day after tomorrow, today and tomorrow. Time, the tower must be completely erased, no traces can be left, and the experimental equipment will not work. It looks like a traitor has appeared inside the cult."

"It's not necessarily that a traitor has appeared in the cult. Alexander has been studying here for a long time." Zelin shook his head: "At that time, the cult had not been rebuilt, and the kings of the north were still busy fighting each other for villages and castles. The Nilfgaards have just retreated. This is almost four years ago. During this period, many warlocks may have known that Alexander was studying news about infectious diseases here."

"A lot of people here know." Graham, who had been silent on the side, said suddenly: "The baron often told the village elders that he was funding a warlock to study the plague, and when the results came out, everyone would not get sick. Up."

"So Radovide's spy will know." Alexander nodded: "Anyone knows about this, but I never told the baron that the plague can be controlled. Is this what Radovide thought of himself? As a People who have never studied the plague can think of using the plague as a weapon. He is very smart and should try to learn the sorcerer course. Maybe one day he will find that he can use magic."

"Well, stop making such silly jokes." Kayla retracted his gaze: "We have to hurry up. Ladoové will soon find that the hunters he sent have become prey before returning to Lomugne. , It’s still not safe here. Do you want to go with us, Demon Hunter? If you want to return to Mahakam, we will be on the way."

"No, I am going to take a look around the place mentioned in this letter, and then go back." Zelin shook his head.

Ladovide seems to have other preparations. Amelia is in Novigrad to deal with the eternal fire, and indirectly hinders Ladovide. Zelin is going to find out if Radovide has any other plans, lest Amelia get into trouble.

Yusevka was right. Amelia should be allowed to learn some simple combat techniques that humans can use to defend herself.

Chapter 2297: The Plague King

"This is the gold offered by the Church of Eternal Fire, Your Majesty."

On Osenfurt's flagship, Radovide stood up and looked at the treasure chest presented in front of him with a slight smile. The guards of the temple who carried the treasure chest to the ship retreated aside. A bishop bent down and bowed to Radovide. Two Redanian soldiers stepped forward and opened the box. The candlelight reflected from the gold coins immediately flooded the deck with dazzling golden light.

"Very good." Ladovide bent down and picked up a gold coin. The gold coin engraved with the Novigrad Mint was heavily pressed on the palm of his hand: "Very good."

He released his hand, the gold coin slipped from his fingers, and fell into the treasure chest with a jingle. The soldiers walked to the remaining treasure chests, opened other chests, and the king's merchants inspected the gold coins. Finally, these inspectors nodded and bowed to Radovide, indicating that there was nothing wrong with the gold coins.

"Biller."

A clerk stepped forward and bowed to Radovide.

"Ready to work for you at any time, Your Majesty."

Radovide sat back on the bench and leaned against him.

"Take two boxes of gold coins as mercenaries for the Freedom Corps, and another box of gold coins as the salaries of the Osenfurt garrison, and one box as a bounty for the royal troops, and give them to General Bruncott. The rest. Yes, take out five boxes and distribute them as a winter reward to the soldiers stationed on the front line of the Ponta River. Take out another 10,000 crowns, purchase 50 sets of knight plate armor from Corville, and send them to Bruncott's troops. The rest will be collected in the treasury."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The clerk immediately took out the notebook placed on the wooden board and recorded the king's order on it.

Ladovide waved his hand, and the soldiers closed the box, lifted the heavy treasure box off the ship, loaded it into the wagon, and prepared to send it to the designated place according to the order.

Radovide's eyes were fixed on the deck. There were only soldiers and a few entourage on the deck. The church offered a sum of money, which was enough. The cost of war is always so staggering. After losing Nilfgaard's trade route, Redania's economy can only rely on Novigrad's export trade. Horses cannot be sold as strategic materials, and only wheat, wool, beer and olive oil are left.

Before annexing Novigrad and fully grasping Novigrad's treasury and trade profits, he needs this money. As for the power struggle within the church, he doesn't care about these trivial things. All the armed forces of the Eternal Fire are in his hands, and those boring bishops and monks are meaningless. Recently, Heimfa was defeated by a bishop named Chapei within the church. Of course, Heimfa did not admit defeat, but he could tell that Chapei had mastered the Diocese of Novigrad and killed Heimfa’s All cronies.

A massacre.

Thinking of this, the corners of Ladovide's mouth could not help but slightly cocked. He admired this method of doing things-bold, cruel and without hesitation. Only such a person can accomplish a career.

More importantly, Chapei took money to pay tribute much faster than Heimfa. The latter has been delaying the tribute, while the former sent the first money shortly after securing the position of the bishop. Heimfa said it was his tribute, but Ladovide knew that it was sent by Chapei.

This is very important. If there is a bishop who is more powerful, wealthy and loyal to the king, Ladovide does not mind supporting Chape to replace Heimfa.

After the bishop retreated, another soldier stepped forward and knelt down on one knee. The four soldiers behind him carried two heavy boxes.

"Your Majesty, this is a tribute from the domestic patriotic nobles."

As they said, the two soldiers opened the box. The bottom of the box was full of gold coins, and the gold coins were filled with gold cups, silver medals, pearl necklaces, silver bracelets with gems, and diamond rings. "This is the jewelry, jewellery and utensils voluntarily handed in by the noble ladies. They are willing to use these to support His Majesty's war on the front lines against the invaders."

Of course Radovide knew what was going on with this money.

"Please tell the representatives on my behalf. My soldiers and I are very grateful for their loyalty and patriotism." There was no smile on Ladovide's face. "I believe that they must have done their best to support the frontline war. No reservations. On behalf of the soldiers on the front line, I thank them."

This is not enough.

Ladovide rubbed his fingers. He knew how rich the nobles in Redania were. They did not turn in any war tribute at all, which can only be regarded as pocket money and outdated jewelry and jewelry of those noble ladies.

Everyone should support the king unconditionally, otherwise it is a rebellion. Without a king to bring peace to them, any rebellious army can break into their manor, looting gold, kill wives and daughters, and hang them on the branches.

A group of ungrateful villains!

It was he who brought shelter and peace to the nobles, and now he only asked them to hand in half of their property, but this group of people only used this little gold to fool him.

Maybe he should ask some mercenaries to visit the manor of a few nobles.

"Send the money to the wharf and send someone to Corville to order a three-masted warship from the coast."

Nilfgard’s navy has always been shortcomings, and they can only be used for river operations. This may be an opportunity. If they want to break through the Ponta River defense line, they cannot succeed without the support of the navy.

Radovide waved his hand, and the soldier retreated carrying the box.

"Your Majesty." A man wearing a turban held a letter: "Here is news from Willen, it's about... the devil."

Radomide rarely showed a look of interest. He stood up, raised his hand, and the other people on the boat stepped back, leaving only two witch hunters to protect him.

"How's it going?"

"According to our friend from Vikvaro, the development work has come to an end. But we still need more experiments and extraction work."

"I don't care about his difficulties. I paid him not to complain to me." Ladovide waved his hands vigorously. "Tell me, does this report say when he can succeed?"

"He said that it will take about half a month, depending on whether the virus samples can be delivered in time. If there are ready-made infected bodies and virus samples, it can speed up his speed." The spy took a deep breath: "Store in the past. The bodies of the infected persons in Novigrad Hospital have been burned, and only one sample remains of Willen. We have been searching for the dead bodies of the deceased when the plague broke out in the vicinity of Hidalis and Vizima, but it was Nepalese. Fujiad occupied the area, and progress was slow."

"Send another group of people to Willen." Radovide pointed to the spy: "I want to get results immediately, and I will report back to me in four days! As for the experimental site, I hope to hear Vizima before the snow melts. Good news."

Chapter 2298: The Secret Between the Sages

Stretching, Francesca moved her body, trying to find a comfortable position on the hard stone chair. Maybe a soft cushion is not a luxury, but after that, she chose this hard and uncomfortable stone chair. Remind her not to be overwhelmed and to be vigilant at all times.