The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"I don't know." Zelin shook his head: "Now it feels like it's back to what it was a few years ago, as if everyone was looking for her for an instant. Moreover, Wild Hunt is still tracking her."

"Wild hunting?"

Suddenly, another demon hunter's voice came from the entrance of the hotel. Geralt threw the package on the table and sat on another wooden chair: "Zelin, why are you here?"

"I just answered this question just a few minutes ago." Zelin sighed: "But don't worry, I won't ask you the same question. Ye Naifah is in Vizima, waiting for you in the palace."

Geralt froze for a moment.

"How did you know?"

"I just came back from Vizima and met her once."

"I understand." Jello nodded characteristically: "It's great that she is fine."

"As I said, Geralt, that little thing can't trouble a female warlock." After finding the target and learning the purpose of Ye Naifah, Vesemir seemed to relax a lot: "Shall we set off today? Standing on the high **** to the west of this village, you can see Vizima’s city wall. Now, if you leave, you can spend the night inside the city wall."

"Tomorrow." Geralt shook his head: "I just accepted the commission of the local garrison commander. He commissioned me to remove the griffins that attacked the patrolmen here. The griffins here are not a small threat to the locals, you I also saw it. It will even leave the forest and attack pedestrians. When this matter is resolved, we will go to Vizima."

"Has the reason been investigated?"

"It was the soldiers of Nilfgard that alarmed it." Geralt sighed: "A group of patrolmen thought that destroying the griffon's lair would be able to drive him away, but they attacked and killed a female gryphon waiting to give birth. Annoyed her spouse. The patrol was all killed, and a hunter witnessed the scene."

"This is troublesome." Vesemir touched his chin: "The griffin is very dedicated, and there will only be one spouse in his life. Once the spouse dies, he will not give up before killing the murderer. I think the male griffin should not be able to tell. The difference between the villagers and the Nilfgaards. We have to get rid of it, but also in a place far away from the crowds."

"When do you do it?"

"Tomorrow morning, it is more convenient to do it at dawn."

Geralt looked at Zelin, who raised his glass: "If you need it, I can help."

"The Griffin is nothing, there is still a commission here." Geralt took out a piece of parchment from the package around his waist: "Is a hapless dwarf blacksmith. I originally planned to find a chance to help him, but now it seems It’s impossible. Tonight I will gather buckthorn grass and make bait, and I will do it tomorrow morning."

"If it's not a troublesome thing." Zelin sighed. Foltest wanted to see him. But there is no difference between rushing on the road at night and leaving tomorrow morning: "It shouldn't be delayed."

In the end, Zelin told Geralt about Hiri, including Wild Hunt chasing her and the attack that was repelled.

"I don't know how Kyle Morhan is, but I hope it's better to prepare in advance." Zelin said: "I don't know what Wild Hunt wants to do. Maybe one day, they may attack Mahakam. That way, attack Kyle Morhan."

"Um.... You're right." Vesemir looked serious, and he nodded: "When you see Ye Naifah, I will return to Kyle Morhan. The old castle should be repaired as soon as possible."

Chapter 2346 News of the Griffin School

There are a lot of guests at Baiguoyuan Hotel at night.

"Let's go to rest early tonight." Vesemir looked at the noisy hall, and the long tables were full of young people drinking with their heads: "People are full of grievances, and any reason can be turned into a vent. Tomorrow they have to face an angry griffin. They think that cutting down the forest, killing its companions, and smashing all the eggs will level the griffin beast? They just put the griffin beast that would not attack them in danger. Monster."

"These people are like this, everything is done according to their habits, and everything is messed up." Zelin stood up: "If Kyle Morhan needs some place in the future, you can always ask me for help."

"Tor Tisha is too far from Kyle Morhan." Vesemir waved his hand: "I know you often run around, and George has always guarded the academy. Compared with that old castle, you have more important things. . Don’t worry, Kyle Morhan is no trouble. Except for people like Salamander Gang, who would be interested in that castle? Everyone can’t protect themselves. Your castle and college are near the town. If you get into trouble, you It’s too late to rush back. My old man should be able to give you young people some advice. What is going on with Mahakam’s castle?"

"A little accident." Zelin shrugged: "It took a lot of work, but it has been solved. I am going to go back and find some commissions to make some money while the winter snow makes the war temporarily extinguished, and then wait until the war is over. "

"Finding a good job ahead of time, it should be like this. It’s better than realizing that your pockets are empty before the winter. If you still live in Mahakam, you’d better be careful. I heard at least three versions of frontline rumors in one winter. Each one. They all vowed to declare that the man in black is about to cross the Ponta River." Vesemir also stood up and picked up the leather bag on the table. It contains some coins and a map. Every war may invalidate a map: "The coalition of Aden and Forge has only four thousand men. If it hadn't been for the storm last year, the men in black would have already set foot on the land on the east bank of the Ponta River."

"It's May now. Even if the war is going to go on, we have to wait until the grain harvested last year is delivered to the front line. There are a lot of people in Nilfgaard, but they have to deliver grain from Atri and Martina, at least two. Months. The coachman will eat half of the food along the way, and the Skelligans have been staring at the Nilfgaard food ship on the coast. This war is different from before. The last time they only had to transport the food through Xin Tran will be able to reach the front line, and this time, through the Hinterland, Brugg, Verden and Hidaris, in order to bypass the Brokler Forest between Brug and Temolia."

"So once Emperor Enhill decides to attack the Dryad of Brockleron, or to take action against Skelrige, it means that a decisive battle is about to come." Vesemir and Zelin walked out of the hotel lobby together: "That's why this is me. Worrying, even if the time is delayed until August, the war will not end instantly. And the heavy snow will have to wait until November at least, but as long as you cross the Ponta River, you can reach the Kailmokhan Pass within a week of march. If it arrives When it’s not snowing, I’ll have to go back in advance to cover my footprints. So is your castle. After the Nilfgaards arrive, the dwarves may not be able to remain completely neutral.”

"The dwarves are not completely neutral now. They surrendered to King Tamoria two hundred years ago." Zelin corrected.

"I still remember the events two hundred years ago, young people, the famine war. When that war broke out, I was still doing a commission in Aden." Vesemir spread his left hand: "But at least King Temoria kept his promise. Give the dwarves complete autonomy. But now? When the village elder goes to the toilet, there will be a man in black following, as if these farmers can overthrow the emperor at once. If the man in black finds a base, it will be troublesome. Back then If you have a sense of secrecy, you won’t be caught off guard by the warlock."

"Times have changed, Vesemir. We cannot hide in the mountains and forests forever."

"You young people. Geralt is like a city master, Eskell can be a knight in armor, Lambert is like a tramp who cares nothing and is not afraid of anything. You are also now If you make a little achievement, you think that the times have changed. No, the times have never changed, and so are the hearts of the people. Believe me, in a thousand years, the world will still look like this, nothing more than a well-dressed rogue can wear." Semir walked to the stable, patted the mount, and turned around again: "It is impossible for anyone to keep winning forever. Sooner or later they will fail for various reasons, just like gambling. Keep a low profile. Look Just get away with the opportunity so that you won't lose all your capital."

"You also gamble?"

"Who hasn't been young?" Vesemir took a deep breath: "What is the name of your master?"

"I must say, he never told my name, he didn't want to say it, and I didn't ask. He didn't tell me, nor George." Zelin shook his head: "So I always use the nickname. Call him, for example, long..."

"Okay, okay, I get it. I got a news recently. You might want to know that Ivar from the south wrote to me." The name Vesemir mentioned made Zelin one of the names. Froze. Ivar Evil Eye, one of the oldest demon hunters in the world, and almost no one knows his existence. It was after Resso told Zelin that he realized that the Viper School is as strong as the Wolf School. The cohesion is not because of Resso, who is not good at talking, but because of the existence of Ivar: "Do you know Jeron Moru?"

"How could I not know." Zelin chuckled, but then put away his smile: "However, I only learned about nine years ago that our Griffin School once had this master. I later returned it. In his father’s laboratory, he obtained a set of equipment that could help the demon hunter with the second mutation. Unfortunately, I remember him being trapped in a laboratory by his father in the end."

"Stuck in the laboratory? Did you see his body?"

Zelin was stunned for a moment.

He remembered that at that time, he helped Towson's knights and guards defeated Heshan's robber Four Finger Philip, rescued the elf blacksmith who was imprisoned, and then entered the laboratory and saw the letter left on the blueprint. He was very happy to be able to retrieve the master and craftsman griffon equipment, so he returned to Tousent with the blueprint to forge the armor that day.

He did not see any dead bodies or bones. The books, blueprints, and instruments in the laboratory are still intact, and there are no traces of other people stepping in. The bones cannot turn into dust so quickly.

"He's still alive."

"Huh?"

"This is what Ivar said. He is still alive, but living in seclusion in the south." Vesemir waved his hand: "When I left Kyle Morhan, he also embarked on the journey at about the same time, probably in the two. It happened a hundred years ago. I think your master should also travel during this time period. Maybe Jielong knew your master when he was trained in the Griffin School."

"Where does Jeron live in seclusion?"

"In Vikvaro, far away."

"Then let's talk about it later." Zelin sighed, "I'm leaving first. It just so happens that I'll go and earn a fortune by the way."

When Zelin entered the village, he saw the dwarf blacksmith shop. But when Zelin arrived, he did not find the dwarf on the power of attorney.

"Excuse me." He called a passing villager: "Where is the blacksmith here?"

"He?" The young peasant woman rolled her eyes: "He went to build the equipment for the men in black to kill us...Oh, he's back, over there."

At the entrance of the village, a dwarf and a man in white linen walked back side by side. The peasant woman greeted her and greeted the man beside the dwarf.

"How is it?"

Entering the village, they walked to the cottage on the right, Zelin could vaguely hear their worried voices.

"Too bad, they want thirty bushels of grains."

"You don't really intend to feed these people in black? They killed a lot of people outside! Fifteen young boys in our village were killed."

"I don't want to, why don't I remember? Bastion's brother went to him and said at least he should not let his brother's body rot with the man in black on the battlefield. God bless me. I would rather give the food to the forest. The young guys don’t want to give it to the man in black..."

The conversation gradually faded away.

"Willis?" Zelin walked to the dwarf: "Is this a notice you posted?"