The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Zelin sighed lightly. She originally lived in the castle of La Varetti, and then one day, suddenly, she became a potential heir to the throne, a tool for looting by all parties, and she could only be like a doll by the noble coalition, Nilfgaards, Kodwins, and Rydanias robbed them. He was transferred, hidden, imprisoned, assassinated and ambushed. No one asked her what she wanted or what she wanted to do, and no one cared about it. They only care about Aneth's title, who her father is, and whether this bloodline can bring vital benefits.

Her destiny never belonged to her.

The people around are either spies or undercover agents, and the maid is also arranged by others to protect or monitor her. But she couldn't do anything. Those people even talked about conspiracy and tricks in front of her. Who would think that a defenseless little girl could change anything? In fact, she really couldn't change anything. Whether it was the arrest and exile of her mother Luisa and her elder brother Arian, or the death of another brother Bulsi.

"Then we have started now."

"Huh?" Aneth raised her head: "What started?"

"Train your patience and calmness." Zelin pressed his palm down: "Be calm, you must be calm and control your impulses. This is your first lesson."

"Zelin!" Yusevka's voice came from a distance: "What are you still standing there for?"

"This is here!" Zelin replied, and then looked at Aneth again: "Anger and impulse are your strength, provided that you can control it, not be controlled by them. Go take a shower and change to a clean suit. Clothes, and eat something. If you really want to train, trust me, you may miss this relaxing day soon."

After Zelin washes up and puts on a simple dress. Aneth had already chatted with Hawke and listened admiringly to Hawke telling her about her past experiences.

"How does this dress feel?"

Wearing a turban, Yusevka came out of the kitchen and asked Zelin, "Does it fit?"

"Very good, but the collar is a bit too tight, and the shoulders and backs are looser." Zelin looked down at the light blue linen shirt on him: "You bought it?"

"Is the shoulders too tight?" Yusevka trot behind Zelin unexpectedly, pinching his clothes and tugging: "This is what I did. There aren't that many things in the castle recently, so I tried to learn. I learned the craft of tailoring. It’s obviously compared to the shirt you wore before. How can it be tight..."

"Actually, it's not bad. It's just to compare the action when I want to swing the sword." Zelin immediately changed his statement: "It's comfortable to wear under normal conditions."

"That's good..." Yusevka frowned, her attention still on the clothes: "Tomorrow you will be at home, and I will re-measure with a tape. Strange, how can it be tight? "

"I'm afraid not tomorrow, Joseph. I'm going out the door tomorrow. But I'm just going to visit a friend." In response to Yusevka's surprised look, Zelin quickly explained: "If there is no accident, that day or the next day Will be back."

"Where to go?"

"It should be a trip to Florence."

Chapter 2356: A Trip to Florence

Rome.

Along the Tiber River, Zelin frowned, trying to remember the location of the Assassin Brotherhood branch in his mind.

Assassins have strongholds in cities, usually located in imperceptible corners, avoiding sight, and at the same time helping assassins avoid enemy pursuit. But this also caused a trouble. In Zelin's eyes, every house nearby looked like an Assassin's headquarters, and he couldn't knock on the door one by one. Many people know nothing about the existence of the assassin.

It took about an hour before Zelin finally found the wooden door without any special signs. But he knew that behind the plain wooden door was the underground headquarters that could accommodate more than thirty assassins.

Aneth closely followed Zelin to avoid being pushed away by the turbulent crowd.

"Aneth, no matter what you see, don't be too surprised."

Zelin didn't know if it was the right decision for him to bring Aneth here. Except for Francesca, he has never brought anyone from his world to another world through the portal. But in the end, Zelin decided to do so. He will do his best to help Aneth and provide her with a good growth environment, so that he can get rid of Foltest.

"Hmm..."

Aneth tugged Zelin's hand.

"What's the matter?"

"There."

She pointed to the left.

Zelin looked in the direction Aneth was pointing, he first showed a confused look, and then he focused on a woman in a dark red dress.

"She has been following us just now."

"Ah, don't worry." Zelin sighed lightly: "She is the person I am looking for."

With that, Zelin took Aneth's hand and walked over.

"Tell me." The gray-haired woman tilted her head slightly: "What did you encounter the last time you stood here?"

"Probably you are standing behind me and questioning my purpose with the Hidden Blade." Zelin spread his hands and looked up and down at the acquaintance who hadn't seen him in front of him for a long time: "It looks like you don't plan to do it yourself, eh? Claudia. "

"...When you and my brother went to Constantinople, they were not peaceful when they came back."

"Really? But I remember it was a good journey. Me, Ezio, and Sofia. How is Sofia's situation?" Zelin immediately understood that this was Claudia confirming Zelin's identity: "I remember After returning, it took you a long time to accept that you must have a Venetian sister-in-law."

"It's really you." Claudia sighed softly, "I thought it was you, pretending to be the Templars, to listen to the news of the Roman Brotherhood. When we first met in Rome that year, you were this. Looks like."

"You are so cautious, Claudia, the situation in the Brotherhood is not so good recently? I remember the first time we met was in Monteriggioni, you and Ezio's family estate." Zelin shook his head: "I thought it was going well."

"No, be careful." Claudia shrugged, and she sighed in relief: "Why did you appear here? Every time you appear like that...without warning. God, you The last time he left Rome, he disappeared suddenly. Originally, Ezio wanted you to help him decide whether to stay in Florence or go to Tuscany on the outskirts. As a result, you disappeared directly from the world and left along with you. No one has ever seen you on that road."

"It's just because... a little thing. Not long after I left, I thought why I didn't go back to Rome to buy something and store some food on the road. So I didn't bother you again." Zelin casually made up a reason: "I Remember Ezio bought a piece of land the last time I left?"

"As usual, he had some minor troubles, so he went to Tuscany." Claudia sighed: "Why did you come here? Where did you go before? Well, we can go to the headquarters. Sit in and said, Ezio will be happy to know you are still alive."

"How is Ezio?"

"His body is a bit tired." Claudia pushed open the wooden door of the headquarters, took off his hood, revealing his hair covered with gray silks: "Da Vinci has passed away. This is a big blow to him."

"Da Vinci died?" Zelin was a little surprised: "When?"

"Yes, just a few years after you came back from Constantinople. But he ended up well, the King of France became his patron, and finally returned to God with his friends." Claudia's face was full of exhaustion, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes appeared from time to time because of inner melancholy. "Ah, I'm a little envious of my brother's retirement life. Maybe it won't be many years. I will give this burden to others and find a good place to recuperate. This is...?"

She noticed Aneth beside Zelin.

"She followed me and studied everywhere. Some experience and experience can't be obtained by reading." Zelin explained: "So I want to take her to see Ezio."

"Hello, madam."

Aneth curtsy to Claudia somewhat bluntly.

"Austrian? Or Bohemian?" Claudia smiled slightly. "Ezio's daughter is younger than her. You haven't met them yet, have you?"

"Not yet. With that said, Ezio is in Tuscany?"

"Yes, Tuscany." Claudia nodded: "Away from downtown Florence, you can avoid a lot of trouble. You can find him, and you can rent a carriage. Rome is a short distance from Florence."

"That's great." Zelin was thankful that he didn't go directly to Florence. But considering another thing, he can't go directly to Florence: "Do you have free gold coins here?"

"What's wrong?" Claudia asked, "Do I need to borrow money?"

"No, I want to change some money." As he said, Zelin took out a krona: "Change to a coin that the coachman in Rome will collect."

Claudia took a deep look at Zelin, then put his gaze on the gold coin in his palm: "What kind of gold coin is this? Did you go to the New World? I heard that in America, many pioneers opened it privately. Dig for gold."

"Just take it." Zelin chuckled softly: "Is there any news I need to bring to Ezio?"