The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Dikos took a deep look at Zelin, then looked back: "That's really lucky."

In this bad age, few people can say that they are lucky. Perhaps living in this era is unfortunate in itself. Wars are continuous, monsters raging, the south and the north are endlessly fighting, the slaughter of cities and the slave squads, the plague and the scavengers that come with the war. No one has counted the population for a long time, but the abandoned villages and burned buildings along the road indicate that there are only tombs left in many places.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." On the mountain road of Mahakam, Dalimila curtseyed to Francesca. She wore a light red sleeveless dress with a white shirt on her arm. "Thank you. Provide me with asylum."

"I can hardly imagine that you would be willing to go to a remote and poor place, instead of going to Coveill with your mother, Queen Hedwig." Francesca's manners to Dalimila just nodded slightly. Tribute: "Why did Dikoscher send you here? Doesn't he understand how important it is to have a man with royal blood? A noble man can get you and his descendants can claim the throne of Redania ."

"I know what I am worth, Your Majesty." Dali Milla said sadly: "My sister is the real heir, and my meaning is to maintain the authority and interests of the Tritog family. This is Dickos. A deal between Che and the Tritog family, I will listen to his plan, and the rest of the Tritog family will retain the status of the nobility and royal family in Ridanya after the event is over. The former royal family. "

"So is this a refuge?"

"I was only sent to please Dijkstra's allies." Dalimila lowered her head: "I know exactly who I am and why I came here, Your Majesty."

"Are you willing?" Francesca narrowed her eyes slightly. She stretched out her fingers and raised her chin, forcing her to look directly at her and her: "Is this what you think?"

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the wizard warlock.

"Isn't this what I mean, Your Majesty." Dalimi La placed her hands in front of her, and was forced to raise her chin with a wry smile: "Everyone in the court has a job, except me. I can hide. Behind the safe city wall, the skin will not be tanned black, enjoy the food cooked by the senior chef, so that the figure will not be ugly due to malnutrition. You can wear gorgeous clothes made by top tailors, wear expensive jewelry, and in front of the dressing table Every day is filled with exotic perfumes, and professional doctors ensure that the body is healthy and will not cause sequelae or infertility due to diseases. The royal family spent 23 years to produce a perfect artwork, just to sell it to an affordable one. Buyer of the price. Your Majesty, I wonder if you are satisfied with the gift from the Royal Family of Redania?"

"I almost thought what you were wearing was not a dress, but a red ribbon tied with a gift." Francesca snorted and let go: "Unfortunately, I don't need you here, and I can tell in advance. You, where you are going, do not have a place for you."

Dalimila's face was a little pale.

"Continue to make your vase, and decorate the castle beautifully. It is better to put a flower in it instead of bringing in a pile of dirt and staining the floor."

Francesca said harshly, not caring about Dalimira’s increasingly pale face: "I won’t stay here forever, but I’ll come back to check. You can stay here for the time being, but it’s better. Don’t let me change my mind. Follow me, there are human-eating monsters everywhere, in the mountain stream, in the cave, and overhead. If I’m not careful, I’m going to look for your bones in the den of the human face monster bird. , Maybe you can also collect some royal blood on the bones as magic materials. Those flying monsters will not kidnap people back like robbers for ransom, throw away what you have read in the story book, and rescue the hero from the monster lair. The story of the beauties, they will throw their prey on the rocks in mid-air and smash them, and then come to peck at your internal organs."

After that, the wizard warlock turned and walked towards Mahakam Castle.

Dalimila followed suit, pressing her head lower.

Chapter 2589 The Quarrel in the Castle

Virginia considers herself a hospitable person.

Of course, she doesn't know if she still has friends, or if there will really be friends to visit her. Since there has never been a visitor, no one will refute that who claims to be hospitable. At least, she has always wanted to show a warm and hospitable appearance in front of Zelin. She knows that people like demon hunters who travel around are different from people like her who stay in libraries and laboratories all year round. They will definitely know a lot of things. All kinds of friends.

But now, she found that her mentality has changed a bit.

The mage girl disliked hearing that another guest came to the castle. Such a guest usually means staying alive rather than getting out of bed after a sleep. Although she was thinking this way, she naturally ignored that for other people, she was also the kind of annoying regular residents.

"Your room is in a warehouse. There are no extra rooms here. You can find some old bedding in the warehouse. If you haven't been bitten by rats, I think you should not be afraid of rats, right? See If you can't solve it by yourself when you are a mouse, just call the guard here calmly, don't keep screaming, I hate noise."

Sitting in the living room, Virginia watched Francesca unceremoniously reprimanding the woman who had appeared not long ago, saying that she was a member of the royal family who had taken refuge. The position in Skyrim may be similar to that of the sister of the Supreme King of Skyrim. It was difficult for her to imagine what was happening outside that caused such a noble person to seek refuge in the castle.

Only after learning that this woman had nothing to do with Zelin, she began to sympathize with Dalimira who was groundlessly reprimanded by Francesca. Forced to run away from home, to an unfamiliar place, he will be treated maliciously by the host. This is not her choice, but she has no choice.

Swallowing the buttered bread loaf, Virginia put down her knife and fork, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and prepared to say something nice to Dalimila. But at this moment, the Dragonborn who had been fighting with a piece of roasted chicken legs suddenly spoke.

"Enough, Enid, this is not where she wants to come, she was given as a gift. If I were you, I would definitely punch those guys who treat her as a gift first, and then let They know that women can beat them to bruises. It’s not her fault, and she didn’t make a mistake. There is no need to treat her like this. She is just a poor fellow born in the royal family.” Gnaiya took a sip of sake and rinsed. Mouth: "There is no need to live in a warehouse. I remember Amelia doesn't live in a house in the courtyard? It just happens that she is not here, so let Dalimira live in it."

"I'm not interested in where she lives." The fruit salad on the plate in front of Francesca barely moved. She took off her white silk gloves and said in a cold tone: "A member of the royal family. What else can there be besides trouble here? I don’t need her here. What can she do? Taste and identify wine? Go to the theater to watch a play? Or spend money to fund the artist?"

"Even if you spend money like the earth, as long as it is not your money, what does she want to do with you?" Longyi spread his hands: "I am willing to waste my money on collecting weapons and armors. Do you need to manage it? You go. Take care of your country, this castle is not on your land yet. Come to my side, good girl, leave that witch alone."

Virginia's eyes widened in surprise.

She had never seen Gneia clashed with Francesca like this. In fact, during the few days when the relationship between Alpha Lansiska and Zelin froze, Gnaiya would only complain about the bad things of the Elf Warlock behind her back, and finally lent part of the gold she found from Rhodesan to the Elf. But now, at the dinner table, the two of them would actually quarrel with each other over a strange woman who came here for the first time.

Then she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there were only four of them for dinner. Several other people accompanied Yusevka to the floating port to go shopping. I haven't come back yet, it is estimated that I am going to come back after having dinner with other people in the pub.

No, there is another invisible woman.

Reminiscing about the experience of Middle-earth, Virginia looked around nervously. Of course, she found nothing.

She didn't want this to let others know. Otherwise, the relationship that was originally rapport might become strange again. However, how should I reconcile the contradiction between Enid and Gnaiya?

Virginia subconsciously regarded herself as the master of the castle, and looked at the confronting dragonborn and the wizard warlock with a little distress.

Dalimila froze in place, at a loss. Longyi stood up, grabbed her wrist and pulled her to her side.

"Stay away from her, there is no need to listen to her nonsense...Oh, you don't care if I leave oil stains on your sleeves, do you?"

"Of course not, dear madam." Dalimira quickly bent down and lowered her head.

Francesca stared at the Dragonborn displeasedly. She leaned forward, resting her chin on the back of her right hand, and her voice was slightly mocking: "You drank too much wine today and finally burned your mind, rude country. Woman? I remember when Vinnie came to the castle, you were so cynic, why did you treat her so nicely today? Did you know her before?"

"I just can't stand your behavior, is there a problem?" Long Yi snorted coldly, and tit-for-tat: "Don't worry about her, Dalimira, she is not the owner of this castle, you live here, what's the matter? The question comes to me directly. I live on the left hand side of the stairs on the second floor. If not, I will go to the blacksmith shop in the underground cave. Yes, there is also a basement here, where is my workshop."

"Hmph, you just have to be happy." Francesca dropped a word expressionlessly, pushed aside the chair and got up and left the restaurant.

"Enid..." Virginia also stood up, wanting to say something.

"I won't be back in the next half month, let this country woman drown in the wine tank! See if the princess she pleases will pull her out." Francisca never looked back. A portal was opened. The cold wind blowing from the portal blew out several candles.

"Wait, Enid, you don't have to..."

Before Virginia could finish speaking, Francesca walked into the portal, disappearing into the air as the portal closed.

Virginia's outstretched hand stiffened in the air. After a few seconds, she looked helplessly at Gnaiya, who turned aside her eyes and blew a whistle.

"Okay, leave her alone, let's take care of the dinner." She said to Dalimila on the side: "After filling my stomach, I will show you a tour of the castle."

With that, she stretched out the knife again and cut another chicken leg from the roast chicken.

"Oh..." Virginia sat back in position. I don't know why, after Dalimila came to the castle, Gnaiya has been defending her and confronting Francesca.

She only hopes that such an atmosphere will not affect others.

Chapter 2590: Layers of Secrets

The banquet broke up unhappy.

Gnaiya seemed contented. She ate a lot of things and poured her favorite wine to Dalimila. The latter took a sip and was flushed with choking, and dropped the cup by mistake, which made Gnaiya feel sorry. Virginia chewed on the bread and a piece of dry cheese, which made her feel very confused today, and the people around her suddenly became strangers. Gneia and Francesca had never been so conflicted in the past.

Virginia put her chin on, chewing the dry bread tastelessly.

Yamily cleaned up all the dishes after dinner. The blood elves lived in the castle very happily. At least, compared with Azeroth, it is safe here. Although the environment is not as beautiful and elegant as the Eversong Forest, there are people here. Willing to sponsor her to continue her studies in school, but very little is required of her. Sometimes, after hearing how expensive Azeroth's knowledge is, Virginia couldn't help feeling pity.

If Skyrim's tuition is so expensive, she might still be looking after the counter in her family's grocery store until her family arranges for her to marry a local hunter or farmer. After dinner, Virginia sat on the steps of the main building’s gate. The weather was very hot. She rarely wore her heavy robe, but a sleeveless sling shirt, taking advantage of the cool breeze blowing in the mountains. Oil lamp reading.

In the courtyard, Gnaiya is leading Dalimila to get acquainted with the castle environment.

"The clearing area is an animal pen with a fierce flying behemoth. You'd better stay away from there. It is very unfriendly to strangers, and its claws can directly tear a person apart." Naia pointed to the griffon lair, and then stretched out her finger to the portal warehouse: "The warehouse on the right of the courtyard is the laboratory where the old witch performs magic rituals. You'd better not go in. Who knows what kind of experiments she has done in it. ."

Virginia frowned.

Only the portal established by Francesca was in that warehouse, leading to different worlds. How could Gnaiya not know about this? It was just disguised as a warehouse, the Dragonborn actually used it as a magic laboratory.