The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Before Zelin had time to ask this question, he already knew the answer.

"Mr. Cavaliers, don't you think that your current behavior has disturbed the peace here?"

The first thing that appeared was the familiar smell of herbs, fennel beans and okra, and a hint of pungent buckthorn. Regis' figure appeared on the other side of the lobby on the second floor at some unknown time. He held the herbal bag around his waist with one hand and walked slowly.

"Educated, educated, and polite people are welcome here, instead of yelling and aggressive..." Regis suddenly stopped. He lowered his head and looked at the drool on the ground in front of his boots. . "There are villains spitting everywhere, so..."

He raised his hand.

"I hope you leave quietly." The vampire stood in front of the knight, facing his eyes. "You don't have a sister. You have always been alone. Tonight, you received the news that an anesthetic powder dealer appeared here, so I wanted to arrest him, but the target has already escaped."

The knight nodded stiffly, and the guard beside him looked drowsy. At this time, Zelin noticed that some kind of strange dust was floating in the air.

"Now, you can leave, like a polite person, go down, apologize to the girls below, and then remember to close the door before leaving."

The knight and his soldiers staggered down the stairs until there was a heavy closing of doors below. Some frightened girls ran up the stairs, and the lady walked over and began to comfort them.

"Oh, after being hypnotized, I don't understand the etiquette of closing the door gently." The vampire commented.

"Nice spell, Regis." Zelin walked over to the vampire. "Did you often use it before?"

"Not often." Regis raised his eyebrows. "Because this hypnotic magic requires a specific environment, and it also requires the target to have a weaker psychological resistance, in other words." He pointed to his forehead. "The head is not so good."

The first thousand five hundred and eighty-eight chapters Regis' Promise

"Regis, why did you come to Vizima?"

The demon hunter gave the old friend a hug. It was indeed a surprise to Zelin to see this comrade-in-arms in the Battle of Wigwarts. Since Towson's separation, for more than two consecutive years, he has never seen this high-level vampire again.

"Since defeating Wigwarts, I have been recovering from Towson's injuries. Although I am very confident in our race’s resilience, I must admit that Wigwarts is a formidable opponent, even if it is a high-level vampire. Horizontally, he is also an extremely dangerous beast. Until recently, I realized that I can move normally and I don’t need to lie in the dark basement all day, waiting for the magic on the wound to dissipate. So I decided to walk out. , Take a breath of fresh air, and visit an old friend by the way, and I received a letter from Angola, that little girl can’t wait to escape from Eritusa Academy."

Regis shook the envelope in his hand.

"Angoulan? Oh, I remember, she did something I dared not do."

Zelin rubbed his forehead. He didn't know how Geralt became teammates with the 16-year-old girl who escaped from the gang when he was on the way to find Xili, but Angula looked like a gang girl in every way. Will behave like that.

Auntie Longyi, Aunt Tishaya.

He still remembered that after Gnaiya went back to the castle, she sat in front of the mirror for a long time, and after a long time, until Zelin hesitated whether to come forward and ask what happened, the Dragonborn suddenly turned her head and asked.

Am i very old?

It can be seen that in the hands of the serious Dean Tishaya, Zelin believes that Angoulan will have an impressive memory.

"You came here, passing by Vizima, and then diverted to Eritusa College?"

"No, I said, I'm here to visit an old friend. Every death gives us an opportunity to reflect on ourselves. If each race can die several times, maybe the world will be completely different from now." Regis stroked his chin. "So after meditation, I decided to come to Vizima to visit my old friend. As you know, when a person almost loses everything, he becomes sentimental and retains a great deal of everything he once had. Nostalgia and cherish. Of course, when the vast majority of creatures come to this stage, it usually means that they are running out of time, but I happen to belong to one of the few creatures. For this kind of nostalgia, I call it lost Psychological sequelae, in other words, only loss will make you cherish it."

"Can't you say it is an old lover?" The lady walked over. Some sociable girls were frightened, but some seemed more calm than usual, or in other words, did not feel scared at all. The demon hunter keenly noticed that there was an abnormal gleam in the eyes of these girls. "I'm glad to know that you are still alive, Regis, and even more glad that you finally changed your appearance during the last period of sleep."

"I'm sorry, dear Heidi, I should have come to see you earlier." Regis opened his hands. "But I decided to spend a period of time thinking, recalling so many things I have done in the past, what else can I leave now..."

Seeing the exchange between Regis and Heidi, Zelin sighed lightly.

"Since there is no problem here, then I will leave first." Zelin spread his hands. "There are still many things waiting for me when I go back."

"Let's walk together, I just don't know where you live, I might stay in Vijimato for two days." Regis proposed.

In this regard, Zelin naturally has no need to refuse.

The demon hunter told Regis that in addition to him, Geralt, Zoltan and Dandrien were also in Vizima City. Counting time, they should be in the old Narakot Tavern now. Regis also wanted to meet other people, hoping that Zelin could take him to the tavern. Zelin calculated the time in his mind, maybe Genya had already entered Vizima, and he got the wizard to give it to Her trade zone pass, but it's not far from the old Narakot tavern, maybe he can rush back before Ganya arrives.

He didn't want to refuse the proposal of an old friend who hadn't seen it for many years.

They talked a lot along the way about what happened during Regis's recuperation. Among them, Zelin mentioned the abduction of Geralt and Ye Naifah by Wild Hunt.

"Wild Hunting, I know them. They have appeared on this continent several times over thousands of years. Some people think they are ghosts caused by evil magic, but I don’t think so. If Wild Hunting focuses on Geralt, Then they must have their own reasons, so they are likely to appear again." Regis stretched out his finger. "You have to be careful, if wild hunting reappears next, you can tell me, or let Geralt tell me that maybe you can't beat wild hunting now, but I know a place where wild hunting won't set foot."

"Oh?"

"Well, don’t think that there is no danger. It’s because it’s too dangerous, so wild hunting won’t set foot unless they have enough reasons to tend to attack, but if you encounter wild hunting again, please tell me, I will definitely Help you as you did with Wigwarts."

"This is the best news I heard today."

If they had the help of a high-level vampire when they rescued Ye Naifa, they might be able to untie Ye Naifa’s ropes directly before the enemy found it, and then kill the immortal before the wild hunting reinforcements came. Go to Nide Island.

But at that time, Zelin did not have the time and way to contact Regis.

"Okay, don't let us talk about it yet. The sky above is still shining with stars and the moon is bright. Why don't you pick up your mood and get ready to meet an old friend who hasn't seen you for many years?" Regis cleared his throat as he was wrapping up. Fumbled for a while, and quickly found a glass bottle. "I brought some moonshine water. When an old friend meets, I should let the wine open the conversation. Would you like to taste it? I made a private wine made with mandela grass."

"Well, I still remember that I happened to ran into you when I was passing by the cemetery when I went to Towson. You used this kind of private wine to entertain me." Zelin took one of the bottles, he hesitated, and then asked. "Regis, do you have any extra?"

"Why ask?"

"Um... there is someone who is important to me, who is coming tonight, so I want to bring a bottle as a gift."

Gneia likes fine wine, maybe this will make her communication with Francesca tonight less...dangerous.

"Of course it's okay, but if it's a gift, such a simple bottle would look out of fashion. When I get to the tavern, I will find a better glass bottle for you."

The Old Narakot Tavern, whether it is day or night, is always a noisy place.

"I came here to get back together with Heidi, and then to persuade her to settle with Tousant with me." Regis said to Zelin while pushing open the wooden door of the tavern. "Only after a near-death experience do you remember the things you cherished most in the past. But you seem to be worried, what's the matter?"

"It's not a worry." Zelin waved his hand. "Except for a group of thieves who stole the mutant formula of our demon hunter, what can I worry about? Those thieves are still hiding in a lair where they don't know where they are, doing things no one knows."

"No, my friend, you think you have nothing on your mind, but your eyes will not deceive, and the smell that is emanating from your body, I think you are experiencing some kind of spiritual reconciliation, I see some kind of conflict in your eyes , The conflict between reason and sensibility, I am thinking and judging, but when this kind of thing appears to the same person, I think you are going through some kind of difficult choice, very difficult choice. Why not speak up, let Can a friend help you refer to it? At this time, a friend is the person who should tell you what to do the most."

"I thank you very much, Regis, but there are some things that I should solve by myself." Zelin smiled bitterly, he stood at the entrance of the tavern, turned his head and looked inside. "Look there, isn't that Dandrine?"

"Oh, our poet. Since we rescued him from Duchess Anna's gallows in Towson, his life looks good." Regis changed the subject accordingly. By the stage of the tavern, Dandreen was surrounded by six ladies and maids in various dresses. They looked at Dandreen in admiration, while the poet nodded his head with grace, like a noblest. Gentleman. "Aren't you going to say hello to them?"

"I'm willing, but it's getting late, remember to greet them for me, Regis."

Ze Lin took a deep breath, looked at the night in the sky, and squeezed a smile at the vampire. "You know, ladies don't like people who are late."

"Oh, I see. When I was young, I also liked to be with other vampires, dressed like a normal human being, dating everywhere, and finally after the ladies left for the appointment, they showed their fangs and watched them look scared haha Laugh. But it’s all over, but I know I learned one thing, that is, if you set a meeting time with someone, you must not be late."

"...Well, Regis, we can go back and talk about popularizing knowledge."

"Oh, yes, wine bottle, I'll be back soon."

Dandrien and Zoltan were pleasantly surprised by the sudden appearance of Regis. Soon they began to talk about them under the anesthesia of alcohol, but to Zelin's surprise, Geralt was not here. Dandrien said, Geralt was called away by Triss again because of Yavin. Obviously, Yawen is not such a well-behaved student. Of course, there is another thing. Xia Ni is very dissatisfied with Triss leaving Yavin in her own home. This still needs Geralt to solve.

When Zelin returned to Francesca’s residence, the sky was completely dark, and there were not many pedestrians on the street. Most of the people had returned home and started to rest, preparing for tomorrow’s life. All that was left was the dutiful. Patrol soldiers and knights.

Zelin stood in front of the door, hesitated, then knocked gently.