The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"I understand why the wild hunt I met in Willen before would say that to me." Zelin sighed lightly: "He said I can help him and find Xili. One person's sacrifice will save one. Race."

"How did you answer?"

"Of course I refused." Zelin shook his head: "If I had the blood of the elders, I would definitely be willing to help them. But the one who owned it was Xili, and Xili did not want to open the door of the world, so How can I force others to sacrifice? Even for reasons that sound noble. I can sacrifice myself, but I will never ask others to sacrifice."

"No, you can't sacrifice either."

"I'm figuring it out."

"Parables don't work either."

"Why do you care about me suddenly now?"

"I have always cared about you and my people."

"You know, Enid, I thought about something last night. It was a rumor I heard during the last North-South war."

"It must be criticizing me, isn't it?"

"No, it's a rumor with King Demaven and Queen Mayvi." Zelin shook his head: "King Demaven would rather sacrifice an army to protect his illegitimate son, but Queen Mayvi asked her to be young for the kingdom. The cowardly son went to the battlefield in person. Demavin was a good father, but not a good king. Mayvy was a good king, but not a good mother. I believe that in the eyes of your people, you must be a good one The queen has been running for their lives and future."

The elf lowered his head, still holding Zelin's arm tightly.

"If the people here can think the same way, I can save a lot of trouble. Thank you for coming with me, Ze Lin."

In the evening twilight, the thatched roof of the Crossroads Inn was dyed with a layer of gold.

There is a maroon horse in the stable in the fence yard, with its head down and eating forage.

"It looks like we just let Tishaya wait." Zelin looked at the horse. It was a good horse, not something ordinary villagers could have.

"Actually, I didn't wait too long."

As soon as Zelin's voice fell, Tisaya's voice appeared at the door. The female warlock opened the door and nodded to Zellin and Francesca respectively: "I saw you walking through the window. What is so urgent? Zellin, have you met the renegade warlock?"

"No, it's not my business." Zelin shook his head: "It's Enid, she's in trouble. I helped her make a plan. To be honest, the plan is simple and straightforward, so I need you. For help."

Tisya swept across Francesca's eyes like a violet, and put it on Zelin again: "I thought of many possibilities, but there is no one that you want to help Enid."

"I thought our friendship had been repaired." Francesca sighed pretendingly, "It hurts my heart, Tisya."

"We are friends, Enid." Tisaya heard the elf's joking tone: "It's just the good men around you that have been affecting my persistence in monogamy."

"Huh?"

Looking at the elf's astonished expression, Tisaya closed her eyes and tilted her head. "It's just a joke. Come in and talk to me about your plans."

Chapter 2327: Tishaya's Enlightenment

It’s not the first time that the innkeeper saw Zelin. As usual, he nodded to Zelin and then helped him arrange a new guest room. After hearing Francesca said that she and Zelin only need one room. At that time, the innkeeper showed enough surprise. A hundred years ago, the combination of humans and elves was still very common, but now, it is undoubtedly an extremely rare pair.

"This is your plan?"

Tisaya gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief. On the table in front of him, the plate after dinner had been removed. The innkeeper brought them a pot of water and three cups again: "But, how do we attract the target? Come out?"

"A little illusion should be enough." Zelin picked up the kettle, poured Tisya a glass, and then filled the glass in front of Francesca: "I went to the Devil's Pit once, and they have been trying their best. Cover up the trail, if a group of Nilfgaard soldiers appears outside the demon pit. As long as there are such a group of people checking and patrolling nearby, I believe the elves will definitely send sentries to investigate the purpose of the soldiers' appearance."

"Why Nilfgaard?" Tisaya held up the water glass and held the cup: "The witch hunter who the elves hate the most. I can use the illusion to create the figure of the witch hunter patrol. At night, they can't tell the difference. True or false."

"I don't know what their relationship with the Ridanians is, but I can be sure that if they carry out their plan, they will definitely go to war with the Nilfgaards." Zelin finally filled himself with a glass. He lifted the cup and drank his head and drank it, moisturizing the dry throat: "Enid said this matter may be related to the Merchants Association,"

"Let me do the illusion." The elf warlock put his hands on the table: "Yes, this time there may be my enemies on either side. The eternal fire of Redania, or the merchant of Nilfgard. Association. I prefer the Merchants Association, unless Eternal Fire decides to waste their precious apostasy in this meaningless suicide operation."

Zelin and Francesca discussed on the road that the elves here might be deceived by the eternal fire and let them use the plague weapon to attack Vizima. This will not only deplete the strength of the Nilfgaard legion before the war, and create trouble for Enhir, at the same time, it can divorce the relationship between the non-human races and the empire, and prevent them from taking refuge in Nilfgad under the persecution of the Church of Eternal Fire.

However, after Zelin intercepted the witch hunter carrying the plague materials, the elves still did not respond or modified the plan. This made Francesca even more suspicious. This was a counterattack by the Merchants Association against her.

"It's up to you." Tisaya put down the cup, her waist straightened, as if she was participating in a formal seminar: "When will we act?"

"If it's up to me, I'd rather start now." Francesca sighed: "Without worries, I can let the **** of the merchant association know that some things are going to die!"

She almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out the last paragraph.

"Calm down, Enid." Tisaya frowned and coughed softly: "Anger will only make your conspiracy flawed."

"I understand. I'm very calm." Francesca exhaled slowly: "I'm just thinking about the goal."

"Tomorrow evening." Zelin suggested: "It's too late now, I'm afraid it's too late. When I used to hunt dangerous monsters like female monsters, I would do all day preparations. Tomorrow morning, Enid We began to create some figures of the men in black patrols near the Devil’s Pit. Tisaya and I were looking for a convenient place to observe near the Devil’s Pit. Once there are elven scouts, we will do it."

"I have no opinion."

Tisaya turned her gaze to Francesca, who nodded.

"I also agree with this plan. Ze Lin, you go and rest, we have a lot of things to do tomorrow. I have to think about how to design the illusion. I will go again later."

Zelin looked at Enid and lowered his eyes.

"Well, don't go to bed too late, your work and rest are getting more and more irregular, and you have used magic to strengthen your body."

"I understand, I understand."

The demon hunter stood up and pushed the wooden chair back under the table as he walked away. For a moment, he seemed to have passed through a thin layer of ice, and he couldn't help but fought a cold war. Zelin knew that this was not because of the chill, but because the magic of chaos would always give people an uncomfortable feeling. In order to prevent eavesdropping, Francesca set up a soundproof barrier.

When Zelin's back disappeared behind the wooden door to the backyard, Francesca did not look back.

"Tishaya." She sighed and rubbed her forehead: "You are my best friend, always."

"Of course we are friends, Enid."

"I know, I can share many things with you, but not all." Francesca narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled bitterly: "You can stop making jokes with me in the future, okay?"

"If this makes you painful, please allow me to apologize to you." Tisaya adjusted the sleeves that became a little ruffled during dinner: "My joke may be out of date. I have heard about you and him. There are rumors in life that recently my students finally arrived in a safe place and were sheltered by an enlightened king, so my mood may be a little too relaxed. If this makes you uncomfortable, please forgive me."

"Don't be so serious, it's just that your jokes reminded me of something...not so good. You are not wrong, Tisya, but I am a little sensitive." Francesca covered her eyes with her hands. Rubbing her cheeks: "Tishaya, you are one of the oldest people in humans. Sometimes, the views I am used to may not apply to humans. Can you give me some advice?"

"Knowing everything, Enid." Tisaya put her legs together and smoothed her skirt, and sighed as well: "Unfortunately, Yinlu Hotel was closed because of the war. With you, or Ye Na, go to the bath to drink and steam in the sauna, and then talk about the harvest and experience of the year. I heard that the demon hunters of the wolf school gather in their castles every winter to greet each other and exchange hunting stories. And experience, I will not leave until the next spring. I didn’t understand why such a simple gathering was so sacred in their eyes, but now I understand that the life we ​​enjoyed in Sunnid in the past was considered to be an ordinary day for many For people, it is hopeless but impossible."

"There is a reward for giving, Tishaya, we warlocks do not have a good life when they are born like nobles. The warlocks have gained the ability to gain intelligence through more than 20 years of hard study and research when they were apprentices. A non-physical way of earning a living. But there are always people who only see what kind of life we ​​are living, but don't know what kind of effort the warlock apprentice has put in to such a life."

Enid shook his head and put the empty glass on the table casually. Taking into account the action the next day, they did not drink: "Those who like to get something for nothing will be jealous of the rewards that others get through hard work. Don't look at the righteous words of those condemning the warlock, but just separate the so-called demon bargain. One ten thousandth of the treasure they get, they will become the worst kind of people without hesitation. When did you become so sentimental?"

"It's just a memory. I've been educating students all my life, so I've been dealing with students and you. It's been too long. It made me forget that there is another kind of education besides college education. And it should be in parallel with college education.” Tisaya placed the two cups neatly in symmetrical positions, and then slowly poured water into them. She has always enjoyed the beauty of this neatness and symmetry: "The issue of student education can be discussed later, and we must have enough time to discuss it in the future. What did you want to ask just now? I am not a psychological counselor, but I still When I was the principal of Eritusa, I usually comforted those students who had just bid farewell to the past and helped them accept a new future."

Francesca knew what it meant to say goodbye to the past. Every woman wants to have a beautiful face, but the gods will never be so fair. Therefore, when the apprentices become sorcerers, Eritusa Academy will repair their appearance through magic. Suture the lip, remove freckles, and trim the eye sockets, just like a gardener, changing a person's cheek bones and facial structure, and finally using healing spells to quickly heal the wound until no trace is left.

In the end, they will have a new name and start a new life with a new look.

Hundreds of years ago, being a sorcerer was undoubtedly attractive to a girl, and being a demon hunter meant a life of nine deaths for a boy.