The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Zelin stretched out a finger. "As far as I know, Geralt will not directly angrily accuse a person, he will mock you, and treat anyone like this."

Kalkstein took two deep breaths and dropped his shoulders. "Well, it's not that serious. He just went to my laboratory and said that he had found the poison used by the Salamander Gang, and one of them was an alchemy potion made by a mage. As everyone knows, I am the only alchemist in all Vizima Sorcerer, of course, the sorcerer Triss in the trade zone also knows the corresponding knowledge, but I dare to swear by my reputation that Triss' attainments in alchemy are not as good as I was fifty years ago. Now Young people like only flames and explosions, and don’t understand that the essence of magic is the exploration of the world and the universe..."

"Digress."

"Okay, okay, I know." Kalkstein waved his hand. "Actually, Geralt came to my house with the bottle to ask me. He was alone. He asked me if the Salamander Gang’s bottle was mine. Then he said that the temple area might have a relationship with the Salamander Gang. I was the only person in contact. I told him very seriously that I would never have contact with any gang. Then he left. I saw through the window that he walked out the door and walked to the other side of the street, Redmond. Just waiting for him there. I guess the detective must have said something to him. I have dealt with Redmond and helped him, but I didn't expect him to be this kind of person."

"Redmond is dead." Zelin opened his hands. "I found his body in Vizima's cemetery."

"He's dead?" Kalkstein gave a confused expression, "Wait, then say so..."

"Someone is pretending to be Redmond. I don't know when the fake Redmond appeared. He may have been passing false news to us. I must find him now and figure out his identity."

"Well, if there is enough time, I can prepare a potion." Kalkstein's receptive ability is much better than others. Perhaps because he is a mage, he has seen many things that are impossible in the eyes of ordinary people. "The impostor turned himself into Redmond, but we may be able to use this to weaken him with his magic. But if it is a shapeshifter, the potion will increase its power."

"That's exactly what I'm going to do, Kalkstein, to find out the real identity of the impostor, and solve him before he does anything bad."

"I rarely leave the lab, but I must thank you for the funding provided some time ago." Kalkstein shrugged. "Please allow me to assist you in your actions. If the impostor is a mage, you will need a scholar who can resist all kinds of weird spells by your side."

"Aren't you an alchemist?"

"Yes, but I chose the path of alchemy because my mantra studies are second in the school, not first."

They didn't wait too long, Zoltan ran back out of breath.

"I found it, Zelin, I found it!"

"Slow down, Zoltan." Zelin took out the water bottle from his waist and handed it to the dwarf. "It's not a good choice to exhaust yourself before you find Geralt."

Zoltan opened the oak cork, raised his head, and took a fierce sip. Shimizu ran down his side face to his neck. "How can I calm down when I know my best friend is in danger. My friend told me that he saw a demon hunter boarding a fisherman's ferry and going to the swamp on the other side of the lake."

"Swamp, it's terrible." Kalkstein took out the package from his waist and began to search inside. "But if we are going, take a look at my latest research results."

With that, the alchemist took out three red ribbons.

"It's like something a little woman pinned to her hair." Zoltan commented.

"The little woman's hairband will not keep the water ghost away from you." Kalkstein handed one of them to Zelin, and then to Zoltan. "This is a talisman for avoiding the water ghost, as I call it. Wrap it around your finger, and the water ghost will run away when they see you."

"Will the water ghost be scared off by this talisman? No matter how much?" Zelin looked at the ribbon in his hand.

"Yes, no matter how much, I have tested it."

"This can protect many people from the threat of water ghosts." Zoltan wrapped the ribbon around his fingers in surprise. "But why can't I see it on the market?"

"Because this is my most recent invention." Kalkstein smiled triumphantly. "I plan to go to Novigrad next year. If there is no problem, you will be able to see it sold in Novigrad and even more coastal cities along the river by 1273."

Chapter 1567: Gang War

When they stepped onto the ferry and sailed towards the swamp amidst the sound of the boat churning the lake water, Maria brought back the news Zelin needed.

"The results of the autopsy are out."

Zelin nodded lightly. Zoltan was chatting with Kalkstein in the bow of the ship. The dwarf asked many questions about the swamp and how to avoid the monsters.

"There are two points. The first is the residual potion in the stomach. The trainee doctor conducted a laboratory test. She found that the potion would stop the bleeding, but it added Ming Gong ingredients, as well as Bidens and Dayflower. This potion does indeed work. It stops bleeding, but this is just a side effect. The real effect is to keep people warm in cold places and increase body temperature."

"Serious fever, yes." Zelin touched his chin. "Excessive drugs can cause such an effect, which makes people think it is a malignant disease. What is the second one?"

"She found a white worm in the head of the deceased. The trainee doctor knew that the worm was a desert worm larva from Serekania, a dangerous parasite, and the parasitized person will undoubtedly die. But she Said that there has never been a case of this kind of worm entering the human brain, and she does not know how it got in, and why this kind of worm appeared in the hospital."

"Anaesthetic powder."

Zelin sat cross-legged in the canopy, and the shadow of the dam was gradually disappearing. "It must be the anesthetic powder given to the wounded by Redmond. This makes sense. The eggs of insects are only suitable for living in the desert of Serekania, in this continent, especially in the cold northern climate. Not suitable for survival, the fake Redmond mixes the white insect eggs into the powder. When the eggs follow the powdered powder into the victim’s head, the potion they drink will take effect, increasing the body temperature and finally catalyzing The eggs hatch quickly. This makes sense, and in the Salamander Gang, there is only one person who can get desert eggs."

Azza Javid!

The exotic warlock who appeared during the siege of Kyle Morhan!

A warlock, not a shapeshifter. Then Zelin can only say that Azhar's magical strength is very good, and he hasn't seen any flaws at all. Normally, the demon hunter can see the incompatibility in the illusion, but there is no such shortcoming in Azhar's magic.

"Kalkestein."

"What?"

"Prepare your potion, I thought about it. The fake Redmond may be a warlock."

"Are you sure?"

"There won't be too much error."

"Then I will start preparing, but..." Kalkstein hesitated, and he pointed to the shore not far away. "Look at the swamp, what happened over there?"

This swamp may not have seen so many people in many years.

Kalkstein's amulet is indeed very effective. When the water ghosts saw them, they seemed to have seen some terrible natural enemy, and fled without looking back. But some creatures will not be affected by amulets.

For example, humans.

"Look, see, what kind of people are behind our ass." A sturdy man wrapped in a black veil came over by the marsh dock. "Devil hunter, alchemist, dwarf rascal. I don't know how to describe you, but if the professor thinks that hiring you can solve me, then you are really wrong."

Seventeen heavily armed mobs gradually surrounded them, staring at them with unkind expressions.

Zoltan walked up, he seemed to know the man in front of him. "We don't want to conflict with you, Lanmister."

"Oh?" The black man called Lanmister laughed loudly. "Your friend has been trying to get close to me. Now, he is also coming to the swamp with a detective to go to the Salamander Gang base here. Stop pretending, you are hired by the Salamander Gang, do you want to solve me? Tell the professor that the one who can solve my Lanmister has not been born yet."

"There must be some misunderstanding, Lanmister."

According to what Zelin had heard before, he immediately found out the identity of Lanmister in his mind. Vizima's largest gang leader, the uncrowned king of the temple area, and controls all black market smuggling and anesthetic powder transactions near Vijima.

"Devil hunter, do you all regard me as a fool?"

"No, I don't." Zelin shook his head. "Because fools will never give others the opportunity to explain, they will directly attack us, but you don't have one, so you can see that you are a smart person."

He didn't know why Lanmister showed up with his mob here. In the nearby bushes, he saw more figures, at least fifty heavily armed mobs, among them heavy armored ones. Warrior. It sounded that he was here to deal with the Salamander Gang, so Zelin didn't need to conflict with them. It's too narrow here for war. He may be able to bounce arrows in mid-air, but what if there are twenty or even thirty? Quinn's Seal can protect him, but it can't protect Zoltan and Kalkstein.

Lanmister pinched his waist, a trace of triumph in his eyebrows. "You are right, but you think you can let me let you go by flattering me secretly? You'd better give me a reason to believe that you are not killers hired by the Salamander Gang. The professor has already sent someone to assassinate you. I have been three times. The last time I took over a girl who was bought and the dagger she hid under the pillow. It's a pity, that's my favorite bitch."

"Redmond is dead."

Lanmister waved his hand. "The worst joke of the year."

"I found his body in the grave."

"Go on, I haven't smiled yet."

"Aza Javid, a warlock of the Salamander Gang, used illusionism to pretend to be Redmond. He provided us with false information and made us attack each other."