The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The wind blows in from the cracks in the window panels, and the swaying candle light shines on the walls where the wooden boards are fixed. Several empty bottles are placed on the wooden shelves. The shadows of the garlic clusters hanging from the beams are projected on the walls.

Ze Lin turned around, looked left and right, and walked south along the country road. If he remembers correctly, there is a seven cat hotel nearby, and to the east is a honey brewing manor. If more than 20 villagers leave here, they will definitely take the road, because the overgrown areas are often full of monsters. Along the road, there must be witnesses in the nearby hotel.

Moreover, he can't stay here anymore. He doesn't know what the real purpose of these soldiers staying here is, but one thing is certain.

He is lying.

Chapter 2566: Wild Boar Army

The Seven Cats Inn is the largest country inn near Novigrad, but He Zelin and other people once waited to ambush the witch hunter convoy in the goose-yin bar. The Seven Cats is even more dark and run-down, and seeing the inn With the house and the towering barn across the road, you can guess where the innkeeper used the money he earned.

This hotel is often haunted by notorious people.

Zelin didn't know where he heard such rumors, but the boxing ring in the hotel always attracted some seemingly fierce people to participate in the competition.

Pushing open the wooden door of the hotel, the clamor of boxing and the loud shouts of drinking, along with the damp heat wave, rushed out of the door and poured into Zelin's ears.

"Welcome to the Seven Cats Hotel, the luckiest tavern in the city." A woman in a red dress and white apron stood behind the counter and greeted Zelin, "Everyone said that we had a hangover after drinking our wine. Good luck."

First Zelinton: "Then give me a drink first."

The hostess of the hotel turned and walked to the wooden cabinet behind her, bent down and opened the cabinet door to fetch the wine from it. Zelin put his hands on the counter and scanned the surroundings calmly.

On three round tables near the center of the living room, a group of shirtless tattooed men gathered around them, drinking together and shouting loudly. Many of the guests who came here are sitting away from them. On the other side of the tavern, by the wall, there is a clearing of straws. Some straws still have blood stains. The clearings are surrounded by guardrails to prevent others from approaching.

"Your wine is here."

Zelin looked back, the innkeeper wiped the glass with a rag, filled the bottle and pushed it in front of Zelin.

"What's the matter with that clearing?" Zelin held up the wine glass, but he hadn't drank it yet: "Why is there blood on it?"

"Oh, that's our boxing arena." The hotel hostess chuckled and opened her arms: "I see you carrying a sword on your back, surely you can also fight boxing? You can come here to try your luck if you have a chance in the future. But Recently, everyone has no money in their hands, and no one wants to place a bet. The rest either went to the Tuna Inn in Novigrad to punch. So the boxing here was suspended. No way, now there are wars everywhere. Everyone has no money in their hands, so they can only simply come for a drink after work."

"It turned out to be like this." Zelin took a sip of his drink, then put down the cup: "Do you know the village of Arete to the north?"

The hotel hostess looked up and down Zelin: "Sorry, guest, there have been too many people asking for news recently. Our shop doesn't want to get into trouble. Even if I ask you for this cup."

"Oh, don't worry, it's like this." Zelin sighed: "I have a friend, his name is Cosenmien Landa, who lives in Arete. We are friends we met before, and we were in Thailand at the time. When Moriah was at war, I went to the barracks where he was entrusted and met him. Later, he said that he had the opportunity to visit him here, so I came. As a result, who knew that there was no one in the village, so I wanted to find out where the people in that village went? Where do they often work? If he has retired and works in Novigrad, I can go directly to the city to find him."

The hostess frowned: "Would you not wait at his door?"

"I've been waiting for a day." Zelin showed an unbelievable look. He thought he was pretending to look alike, which has long been accustomed to him: "Can you imagine? One day, from yesterday to today, there has been no one. That’s why I came here to take a break with a drink and ask where they went by the way."

"Ah, it turned out to be like this." The hotel hostess sighed and rubbed her eyes: "Recently, there are soldiers everywhere, and orders to join the army are everywhere. Maybe they are going to join the army? As long as the veterans are not disabled, Will be called back to the army. I have been in the tavern and don’t know much about Arette. However, there have been frequent army visits recently."

"I got it."

Zelin lowered his eyes. Obviously, people here may not have found Arette's person.

In other words, the villagers in that village did not appear nearby.

"Boss, three more beers!"

A muscular man with a shirtless tattoo turned around and yelled at the counter. The table in front of them was full of empty plates.

"Okay, here comes it." The innkeeper sighed listlessly: "Your friend may have joined the army, have you seen these people? The wild boar army, a mercenary hired by His Majesty Ladovide. Recently. There are such people everywhere outside the city of Novigrad, and the mercenaries are paid very high for recruiting veterans."

"Wild boar army?" Zelin cast his gaze and looked at the tattooed crowd on the right behind him. They had wild boar tattoos on their bodies, but from all angles, this was not like any one Zelin had seen before. Regular army or mercenary. Compared with the Adam’s Freedom Corps that I encountered in Forge, this group of so-called wild boars is more like bandits and bandits.

The innkeeper didn't chat with Zelin anymore, she greeted the maid on the side to serve wine and food.

Just then, the wooden door of the hotel was pushed open again, and a man wearing a felt hat walked in. He was wearing a brown shirt and white linen shorts. After walking in, his eyes looked nervously around, and finally turned his gaze on Zelin.

"Master Demon Hunter?" He walked quickly to Zelin's side: "Sigi Ruben hopes I can send this letter to you."

"Oh?" Zelin raised his eyebrows. He looked at the other party and took out a letter and handed it over: "From Sigi Ruben?"

"Yes." The man kept nodding: "All I have to do is to deliver the letter to you."

"Well, I understand." Zelin took the envelope, tore it open, and took out the letter paper inside: "You can go back and ask your host for a reward."

The man didn't stop for a moment, turned and left the hotel, as if he was afraid of something.

Zelin frowned and watched the other person walk out of the hotel. Then, while reading the letter, he took out a krona with the other hand and placed it on the counter.

There is not much content in the letter, and Dixie is not a polite person. He was a commoner, and later, in order to facilitate his dealings with nobles, Wizmir II directly conferred him an earl. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for a low-born person to work in such a high court position in Redania, where the pedigree is supreme.

After a glance, Zelin knew the content of the letter.

Dikoscher found some clues, and he hoped to invite Zelin to his secret stronghold to discuss.

Zelin was curious to fold the letter and put it in his pocket.

How did Dikoscher know his position? Still so detailed?

Chapter 2567: Patriot

The gloomy sky finally dropped the rain, and it was scattered on the gravel-covered streets. Pedestrians on the street could not help but raise their hands to block their heads, speeding up their steps. But more people have long been accustomed to this. The weather in coastal areas is always unpredictable. Maybe it was sunny not long ago, but then there will be heavy rains.

Passiflora is arguably one of the best buildings in Novigrad. It is made of red bricks and has a three-story high and top loft. Outside there is a wooden staircase leading directly to the second floor. Exquisite sculptures are carved on the guardrail of the staircase. The colorful flowers on both sides will not wither even in winter. There is also a fountain in the center of the courtyard, which will always be a spotless ground. How many people cleaned it.

But for the consumers who can attract, all this is worthwhile.

"You are too late, Demon Hunter."

Located in the uppermost loft, Dixie was sitting on a sofa, leaning back against his back with his arms spread out. This attic has only one secret passage to reach, and this social flower place is also one of Dijkstra's sources of intelligence. The guest's bragging about the female partner by the pillow is likely to reveal some unusual news.

"Some time was lost on the road." Zelin sat across from Dixie: "Your messenger is also very hard. You can find me so far outside the city."

"Oh? Really? Then I should give him an extra bounty." Dickos cleared his throat completely: "The little white-haired girl told me that you go to a place called Arete outside the city to find clues. . Are you not in Arette?"

"Aret has no one." Zelin took a deep breath: "The village was empty, with only a few soldiers from Ridania. I don't know why they are there, but they are hiding something."

"Oh?" Dickos narrowed his eyes slightly, he sat up straight, his hands slightly grasped the handrails: "Because of something related to Ladovide? He is the only one who can mobilize soldiers, and General Brentko confronts Ladovide De is loyal and loyal. He is a good general, but not a good politician. If he can understand what is best for Ridania, all of us will relax a lot. He is the hero of the Battle of Brenner, right The influence of the military is unparalleled."

"No, I didn't doubt this." Zelin shook his head. "The soldiers there told me that when they arrived in Arette yesterday, there was no one in the village. But in fact, I saw that there was still money in the house. There are lighted candles, the candles have not been burned out, and there is no trace of chaos in the house, which means that the villagers may have left a few hours before my arrival, or early this morning."

Dixie was silent for a while.

"This should be done by Ladovide. He can do everything." Dixie let go of his palms and rubbed his hands: "What do you want to drink? East of the East? The best red wine from Tousent. ."

"No more." Zelin waved his hand: "Your messenger told me that you have important information to tell me. What happened? I don't think it was for me to taste your collection, right?"

"Of course not, Demon Hunter. My friend in Redania sent me an interesting piece of information today." My friend in the army said that Ladovide sent a group of warlocks to serve the army."

"Oh?"

"You are not a warlock of the Order of Warlocks. You have friends in the Order of Warlocks. You should know the relationship between the Order and Ladovide." Dijkstra spread out his hands: "I think you should be interested in this matter."