The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Thank you, Joseph."

When Yusefka brought up a plate of roast chicken wrapped in leaves, Zelin walked to her and called her: "Take a break, you haven't stopped since this evening. That's enough."

"No, that's not enough." Yusevka covered the back of his neck with one hand, and closed his eyes and tilted his head: "There are so many people here, at least a few more copies are needed. Don't worry, it will be done soon. Yamily? "

The blood elf who had just picked up a bowl of fish soup raised his head: "Huh?"

"Come and help me to fix things."

"Oh, okay, I'll come here." The blood elf put down the food in his hands.

Following Yusevka out of the castle, Jamily could still hear the noise and noise in the hall. As Sin'dorei, she has seen many banquets and banquets even more luxurious than this. But considering the identities of the guests present and the relationship between them, the ability to see this banquet in person made Amily feel shocked.

"Madam, there is enough food for today's dinner." She walked behind Yusefka quickly: "And, please forgive me for saying this, I don't think the guests are paying attention to food... ....."

"Of course, but anyway, this is a banquet where Zelin invites guests. He is the host here. How can I make the banquet look too shabby?" Yusevka walked into the steamy kitchen and set He waved his hand: "Trouble you, I really don't know who to call for help, but there are so many things here, it's really hard for me to deal with it alone."

"Madam, I...may I take the liberty to ask you a question?"

"Of course, ask, as long as I know it." Yusevka lifted the wooden lid, scooped out the fish soup with a spoon, blew the heat, and took a sip: "Well, it's almost there."

"Madam, I know that your husband is a prince, and you...You are more like his wife. I don't understand, don't you just..." Yamily thought hard about the vocabulary : "Aren't you angry?"

Hearing Yamily’s question, Yusevka sighed lightly and closed the pot again.

"I never thought about being his wife before, really. I don't seem to tell you what happened before? Did Zelin tell you about Yanan?"

Yamily shook her head.

"I'm from Yanan, a cursed city." Yusevka went to the other side, took the garlic hanging on the wooden rack on the wall, and put it in a stone bowl: "Like other citizens in the city, I was also Cursed, it appeared into a real dream. I died again and again, and came back to life again and again. When the dream was about to come to an end, I would truly fall into eternal sleep in another death. As a result, Zelin’s last time in the dream After the reincarnation, I came to Yanan. At that time, I knew nothing about the truth. I still accepted and took care of patients in the clinic like countless times in the past, and closed the door when night fell, and waited until the hunters hunted down the mutant monsters that appeared in the city. I was at that time. I didn't even know that those so-called mutant monsters were actually turned into by the cursed residents. Everyone was cursed and everyone would be killed, including me who thought I would definitely be able to see the sunrise at that time. "

Only the sound of stone pestle smashing garlic was left in the kitchen.

Yamily listened intently to Yusevka's account. For some reason, she subconsciously thought of what happened to her in Yese Town. An apprentice who was regarded as a scapegoat by his mentor and was ready to throw it out at any time, but was filled with the idea that he would be appreciated by his mentor as long as he worked hard, and was a perfect graduate.

"Later, Zelin had a chance to leave safely. He didn't have much to do with me at the time. He just met by chance because he staggered into Yanan, just in time for the hunting night to start, so he went to my clinic. Come, I want to find a safe place to spend the night." Recalling the past, Yusevka couldn't help but put a gentle smile on his face: "He is an outsider, he is not cursed, and he is not drawn into a dream. I can't give him anything, just a little nurse who doesn't have much savings, and the clinic is even church property. He has no need to help me at all, and there is no reason to get caught in this muddy water. He is in his own world. There is a castle, close friends, wealth and status, and there are so many reasons not to return to that dangerous and cursed city...but he just returned."

"At the risk of my life, investigating the powerful, terrifying and difficult behind-the-scenes... Then I woke up, I saw the sun shine through the skylight of the church, I opened the door and saw him standing at the door with a wound, saying good morning to me."

Yusevka chuckled twice and wiped the wet marks from the corners of his eyes.

"At that time, I understood that the man in front of me was worth my life with him. Later I learned that he had a lover by his side, and he was still a queen. But, what about that? There is something Enid couldn't do. Locally, Zelin also needs someone to help him clean the castle, help him wash his clothes, and prepare him a clean and warm room and a delicious dinner when he comes back from the adventure. So... I always There is no extravagant desire to be his wife. I am not as powerful and strategic as others, as smart and beautiful as others, and can be an important help for him in all kinds of key and important things."

"If he doesn't love you, madam, he will definitely not go back then."

Yamily chuckled and said, suddenly, she was taken aback.

What kind of thoughts did the husband think when he rescued her?

"You, like Gneia, always like to say nice things to people." Yusevka laughed, and she poured out the crushed garlic: "Yes, I have always dreamed of a wedding. I and Zelin’s, Then there will be a child. But I know that I will only embarrass him if I make this request. If I were his wife, I should share the worries for him instead of making trouble, right? Come on, help me serve the fish soup. Come out."

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Chapter 2323: Depressed Heart

Looking at the lively banquet hall in front of him, Francesca sat alone in the corner next to her, holding a wine glass. There was a polite smile on his face.

If there is no relationship with another person, many people here may become good friends or never have a trace of social interaction. Virginia, Yamily and Hawke talked about their experience in magic learning. Wizards in different worlds have completely different understandings and ways of using different supernatural powers. Gnaiya easily put Orega on the wine table, who was dragged by Xisari to a home to go to bed. The Druid spent most of his time chatting with Yusefka, and seemed to want to apologize for the seduction of Zelin in Dalaran, as if he had already determined that this was Zelin's real wife.

Altea and Maria’s topics are mostly gardening, flowers, villa styles, and art. The former is the Duke of Stormwind, and the latter is a relative of the blood queen. Francesca believed that if the vampire Serrana was here, she would definitely have a good chat with them.

Frid was still alone in the corner by the stairs, sitting on a wooden barrel, as if interested in the silver cup in the opponent. The elves couldn't help but wanted to remind Zelin, and went to chat with Frid, instead of being stopped at the door by a report task of Siris, and talking while listening for an hour.

While chatting with Virginia, she learned about the battle last night, and knew that the navigator was locked in the clinic, and Zelin had no intention of executing her for the time being.

Go through the hall and up the stairs. Suddenly, Altea's voice came from the side.

"His Royal Highness, where are you going?"

The elf turned her head, and Maria who was talking to Altea also turned her head, looking at Francesca with a slightly curious look.

She smiled at Altea: "I'm a little tired, and I want to go upstairs and have a rest. I hope you have fun."

With that, Altea nodded, she turned around and walked up the stairs step by step.

When he walked to the second floor of the castle, opened the door of the familiar room, and seeing no changes in the layout of the room, Francesca couldn't help but sigh. At that time, she and Zelin had just taken over the castle, and the third floor had not been repaired, so she lived with Zelin in a compartment on the second floor. Later, in order to facilitate the study of the portal, some magic tools were moved by the way. Come here. When Zelin went to another world through the portal, she lived in the castle and studied methods to control and stabilize the portal.

Compared with the past, the first two people in the castle have gained a lot. She didn't know what Zelin thought, but all she got was exhaustion.

Is this really correct?

The room was spotless. Yusefka should have cleaned it. All the elf could think of was her. Walking to the corner of the room, the three metal frames were placed in different positions with triangular fixed points, but the magic circle painted with chalk on the ground only had a little white trace. Obviously, Yusevka might have wiped it off as something dirty when he wiped the floor. But this is not difficult for her, depicting the magic circle is just the most basic homework for the wizard warlock.

Place the three magic crystals on the top of the metal bracket. With the injection of magic power, the light from the magic crystals gradually converges toward the center of the triangle. When the three abilities touched, a blurry scene appeared in front of him, and Ida Emin's figure was projected inside.

"Ada."

"Enid." Ada Emin stood up from the wooden chair and closed the book: "Where are you."

"I'm at Mahakam now..."

"Very good, so you found the position of the teleporter?"

Francesca hesitated for a while, then cleared her throat forcefully: "Ada, can you just listen to me."

"What's the matter?"

"The teleporter is very safe. He is imprisoned in one place, and there is no risk of his life or the possibility of revealing secrets. But this matter... Ada, if someone wants to kill you, then you After defeating and arresting, someone will ask you to release her. Will you?"

"I won't keep prisoners." The sage said lightly.

"I really can't ask Zelin about this." Francesca shook her head: "And what does the life and death of Ain Aier take care of us? When Ain Heidi was in trouble, I didn't see it. A warrior and mage of Ain El appeared in this world to help the Elf King resist the human attack of Shanburk. Sorry, Ada, I care more about Willen than the life and death of Ain El. The safety of the three hundred members of the same clan in China. They are used by others and may die at any time."

"Are you not going to do this?"

Francesca pursed her lips and said word by word: "I said, Ada, I'm going to save my family first, not the so-called distant relatives."

"Okay, tell me where she is being held." The sage looked straight into the queen's eyes: "I will do this."

There was silence in the room.

"...I don't know."

"Really?"

"It's not because of the previous events. The people around Zelin don't trust me at all, so they won't tell me any valuable news." Francesca said with a sullen face, "So I contacted you because I have another idea. .I guess Zelin may want to get some information about Eredin and his Red Cavaliers from the teleporter, but he hasn’t succeeded yet, so why not exchange the information? You... .. Didn't you fall out with Eredin recently?"