The Journey of the Demon Hunter

A man in a white lily-breasted robe of Tamoria was standing at the door, looking at the demon hunters who were about to rush in. Under the crisp short hair, the light brown eyes showed a trace of alertness and confusion. His physique is slightly fatter, but under the background of the garrison uniform, no one will doubt whether he has enough strength to wield the garrison-standard long sword in his hand.

"...Who are you?" Zelin asked back, still holding the sword, watching the man who suddenly appeared warily.

"Vincent Mason." Geralt lowered the tip of his sword. "Vizima's guard captain, why are you here?"

"Geralt." Captain Vincent obviously knew White Wolf. "I got news that there is a group of militants hiding here, so come here to investigate."

"They kidnapped an orphan?"

"Kidnapping? Oh, I know, the nuns in Rebbioda Hospital said that they took an orphan who was fostered there." Vincent's gaze crossed Geralt and placed it on others. "What are you here for? The night here is too dangerous. You are so crowded and easy to be targets. The Salamander Gang has gone crazy in recent days, attacking everywhere and creating chaos. This is not the first time Princess Yada has accused us. The garrison is a group of wastes, and the Knights of the Flame Rose must take over the city."

"Maybe like you, Captain Mason." Zelin said. "Where are the salamander gangs? Let's rescue the kidnapped orphan named Yavin."

"Then you may be late." Vincent shook his head. "I just arrived here, but the Salamander Gang members inside have disappeared. You can go in and take a look. According to my speculation, they may have infighted due to uneven distribution of the spoils, and the winning faction fled."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, the reasoning is that simple. Generally speaking, with torn bodies, pierced internal organs, and blue tongues, the first is killed by monsters, the second is by intelligent races such as humans, and the second is Three are poisoning conspiracies. In this way, in the first case, go to the demon hunter, and in the second case to the local gang. In the third case, 80% of the murderer is the victim’s wife. I saw a few wounded by swords in it. Apart from fighting between them, I can’t think of other possibilities."

"No children?"

"No, I can be sure." Vincent scratched the back of his head. "If you are also investigating the Salamander Gang, you can exchange information with me. Recently, they caused our security team to have a headache."

"I must find Yavin, Captain Mason, do you know where the Salamander helped them go?"

"I don't know, I'm looking for them too." Vincent shook his head. "Or else, you will come to the headquarters of the garrison tomorrow morning. I have something about the Salamander Gang, but my trash subordinates are afraid to do it. Maybe we can work together to find the Salamander Gang's whereabouts. ."

Geralt sighed heavily. "I really don't want to wait anymore, Yavin is still in danger."

"Then let's go now, Demon Hunter, I have the key." Vincent touched his chin. "I also want to solve the Salamander Gang as soon as possible. No matter where the **** escape to, I will throw them into jail."

"Zelin? How about you?"

"Xia Ni, Zoltan, Dandrien, you should go back first, Geralt, you and Captain Mason will investigate the Salamander Gang and find out where they moved to. I stay here, maybe I can find some more Something Captain Mason failed to notice."

"If you plan to stay, you'd better tell them my name when the security team shows up, otherwise they may arrest you." Vincent said. "No matter what you find, tell me immediately, okay?"

"You don't think I will stay at that night?" Zelin nodded: "I will come over tomorrow, and your team will block here, right? I hope they won't mess up the scene. I We will first investigate whether there are traces left by them when they fled."

"You have improved my evaluation of the way the demon hunter investigates." Vincent turned and looked at Geralt. "Let's go, before those papers have messed up my previously collected documents."

Geralt and Vincent walked to the headquarters of the city garrison, with Shani, Dandrien and Zoltan walking behind. Zelin stood at the back, turning around to look at the gloomy building behind him.

After procrastinating enough, he had already got what he wanted.

"Tell me, Maria, what's in it?"

The first thousand five hundred and seventy-eight chapters covert action

The corpse was torn, hit hard, and was bitten off the throat.

At the level of infighting, this is too tragic.

"The torn corpse should go to the demon hunter, Maria. I agree with the captain of the guard." Zelin threw the badge in his hand and caught it in mid-air. The salamander badge rolled . "The bitten throat, there are deep bone scratches, the intestines thrown out, the horrified eyes and the hair left in the pool of blood. If I guess right, it must be an attack by a werewolf. How could humans cause such an attack? Hurt."

There is also a dangerous werewolf lurking in the city.

Luckily this time, the werewolves happened to attack the Salamander Gang's base, not the hospital or other places in the slum. Maria didn't find any trace of Yavin in it, maybe he escaped by taking advantage of the chaos. The child would not collapse to the ground in fear, and when he was chased by ghost dogs in the suburbs of Vizima, he performed better than some adults. However, Zelin prefers another possibility. Before the werewolves launched the attack, most of the people in the salamander gang base took Yavin and left, with only a few guards left. Maria found only a few corpses inside, which is too few for a zone base.

"You know, Maria, I didn’t like the theory of the evolutionary coexistence of monsters before, saying that monsters will gradually change their existence as human life changes. But look at Vizima, I’m already fast It is impossible to count how many monsters exist in this place."

A sensible, talking ghoul, a bat-winged monster hiding in a tomb, a werewolf whose identity has not been discovered yet.

Less than a week before the start of the banquet, who knows how many more monsters can be hidden here.

Zelin crouched on the edge of the eaves, looking at the city of Vizima shrouded in moonlight. He returned, but did not leave.

"Why are you avoiding your companions? You can tell them about this. You said before that the more helpers, the easier things will be."

"I bet that we were followed when we left the swamp." Zelin cautiously stepped on the edge of the eaves, making no noise as much as possible. A group of city patrol soldiers walked along the road below, and the dark corners were swept by the fire, and then again covered by shadows. "All of us want to find Yavin as soon as possible, so no one can notice if someone is following the letter. I left a note for Geralt and asked Zoltan to give it to him when he returns. . Five people are too obvious in the city, we must act separately."

When the guards walked away, a man with a brown leather hat poked his head out of the alley between the two houses. Under his thin cheeks was a pale yellow leather jacket and pale blue. Pants. He looked around vigilantly, and after feeling that no one nearby noticed, he immediately fled the street. The sky was gloomy, but this didn't really affect Zelin. Although this person had always turned his back to him, he was still able to guess the identity of the opponent based on his clothes.

Ferry boatman.

After looking around and making sure that there was no suspicious figure nearby or the salamander gang watcher, Zelin jumped down from the edge of the eaves and landed steadily on the slightly soft muddy ground. Then he walked quickly to the other side of the road. A river passed through the city, Zelin walked down the stairs to the river, and soon, in the shadow under the bridge hole, he found the rusty iron fence gate.

"I don't like it here." Looking at the steps leading to the city's sewers, Ze Lin frowned slightly.

"Smell?"

"No. Water ghosts, drowned water spirits, pterodactyls, demon spirits, and bat-winged brains. The inhabitants of the sewers would not welcome me."

In the battle of the swamp, Maria killed a salamander gang leader, who seemed to be called Burningham or something. On him, the huntress found a letter about the trade of hemp powder. The collection of hemp powder raw materials in the swamp camp is still insufficient, so they will postpone the raw materials to the processing plant for a few days. Since their delivery was attacked by the Lanmister gang, this letter requested that the place of delivery be changed, and the place was Vizima's sewer.

The Salamander Gang’s chance of attacking the hospital is very special. Just when Zelin, Geralt and Zoltan left Vizima City and headed to the swamp outside the city, they even hated Kalkistan of the Salamander Gang and their hostile counterparts. Lanmister was also not there, and no one in the city could stop them or react immediately when they acted. No one would expect those city garrisons to arrive in time when the chaos happens, and they will only show up when everything is over.

And when they returned, the salamander gang who hijacked Yavin disappeared.

Someone must have reported their news to the Salamander Gang, otherwise Zelin couldn't think of another explanation. So after returning to his residence, the demon hunter asked Maria to go near the embankment and pay attention to whether there were any strange-looking people among the boatmen.

Luckily, Maria found it.

The vault of the sewer is more than 4 meters, and the sparkling water canal on both sides is a high platform for people to pass through. Moonlight spilled in through the iron windows on the vault, casting the shadow of the iron bars on the ground and water. This was once an elven city. It was expected to be a sewer, rather than a street buried under the city. However, with the collapse of the town and the establishment of new human towns, it became a sewer for people to dump waste water. Occupied by monsters in the river outside the city. Squatting halfway on the platform covered with silt and water stains, Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly, paying attention to the marks on the ground.

"Look here, there are very small feet, four claws, in groups, there are water ghosts passing here, but they are not humans."

His eyes moved away from the footprints of the water ghost to the other side.

"Large soles, three toes, a step width of about one meter three, walking on all fours, ghouls, or blood predators. These two creatures will also run into the sewers?"

"So, can we track humans?"

"Sorry, Maria, professional habit." Zelin stood up and patted the hem of his shirt. Right in front, there is a pair of footprints, about one and a half palms in length, with clear shading, like leather boots worn by people who don't often walk on land. "Leather boots, the steps are short, less than half a meter, and the footprints are messy. He must have stopped constantly during the walk. Observing the surroundings, this person must be very cautious. I guess he might be here for the first time. Coming, so very slowly and carefully, don’t worry, we can catch up with him soon. For such tracking targets, it’s best to keep a certain distance."

Similar to Zelin's guess.

After cautiously avoiding the pool and the pile of debris that was washed to the shore by the current, the demon hunter saw the ferryman in a straight passage. The streets of the elves are mostly straight and orderly, or show elegant arcs around the corners. The demon hunters have to hide behind two wooden barrels piled with **** to avoid the sight of the boatman looking back.

In the end, the boatman walked to the end of a tunnel. With the help of the moonlight spilling in from the iron windows on the top, Zelin could vaguely see that there were two strong men guarding the end of the tunnel. The passage at the end was remodeled, and an iron door was added to isolate the passage. The demon hunter held his breath, pricked his ears and tried to catch a few words that came.

"...Owen, Bert, you are the gatekeeper tonight. You should be glad to be here. People in the swamp, they are all dead. There are no more of us in the swamp. The Knights of the Flame Rose are everywhere. The soldier, Burningham died, and all the raw materials we collected before made Siegfried the head of the knight order burned clean."

"They burned? Are they crazy? Those are all the best ingredients that can make the highest purity anesthetic powder! Ahei!" The guard on the left sneezed. "Why are you the only one here?"

"Our base in the temple area was destroyed."

"Hunted by a demon hunter?"