The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Oh?" Francesca raised her eyebrows slightly. "What did he hide?"

"His description of your kindness and hospitality is less than one-tenth of the truth."

"That's just his boasting. He has always liked to boast about me and belittle other women. He told me how beautiful you are. When he comes back, I will definitely teach him, because his knowledge is too shallow to be completely impossible. Finding the right words to describe your appearance made me extremely surprised when I saw you just now."

Both Francesca and Maria laughed happily.

On the other side of the chair, the dragonborn with a sharpened dagger listened to the conversation of two women in the distance, rolled his eyes, and vomited with his tongue. Since Maria came, she found a whetstone in the basement that she didn't know when to put it inside, and she polished her portable dagger to kill the boring time. Yusevka sat in the leather recliner, chuckling from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's really boring.

Francesca and Maria had this kind of non-smiling expressions, and they were talking polite words to each other for almost an hour. Gnaiya found that she admired Francesca in a certain way, that is, she could speak for an hour without speaking any meaningful words.

At least it is meaningless in the ears of Dragonborn.

As soon as Maria came here, Francesca asked the demon hunter to go outside and asked at the market when her customized gifts would be delivered, because the banquet was about to start tomorrow, and she couldn’t wait too much. Long. However, the elf did not show any anger. The elf did not refute Maria's claim that she had received an invitation from Francesca and Zelin. Although Gnaiya knew that this was nonsense, she Knowing that Francesca didn't invite anyone to come. Of course, she also knows, how could the elves have to temporarily customize the gifts needed at the banquet? For such things, she has always prepared well in advance.

Everyone knows what's going on, and Zelin also knows, so Gnaiya can be sure that the demon hunter will definitely go to other places, talk to her friends, and then bring some small gifts when she comes back. Nothing has happened.

Originally, Gnaiya planned to go out with Zelin. Although the weather was terrible and cloudy, it might rain at any time, but this was nothing to the Dragonborn. It was just that this idea could not be realized in the end, because Francesca told Gnaiya that she needed someone to be on guard by the second-floor window and pay attention to whether there were other sneaky agents nearby.

Unfortunately, according to their previous verbal agreement, Gnaiya could not object to this, because it was within the scope of official business.

Gnaiya was very unhappy.

But Francesca was very happy.

Very happy.

Especially when the dragonborn was in service to do all kinds of things, the elves could barely cover up their inner joy.

No, it should be said that she didn't want to cover up at all.

"I am very happy to invite such a dignified lady like you to join me at the banquet." Francesca took a sip of tea lightly. "Moreover, it is a blessing for my husband to receive your assistance in his dangerous adventures and battles. Please allow me to represent him here and express my gratitude to you."

"I and Zelin are friends of life and death. He helped me in a disaster. What I did was just a return to him. You don’t need to be polite. There are many people who have received Zelin’s help, I’m afraid they will all have the same Thinking, you should have seen some of them." Maria gently rubbed the emerald ring on her finger. "Being able to know that there is such a well-informed woman next to him, I may be able to temporarily let go of my worry about him in other aspects."

"Yes, as a woman who is going hand in hand with him, I believe I have the ability to handle things around him." Francesca put the tea cup down and exhaled softly. "He will always be surrounded by all kinds of enemies, holding enemies with different hostility. We face them together and solve many difficult opponents. I have the confidence to defeat anyone who wants to To threaten our enemies."

"I think we have enough topics in common, which is really great. When we were in Yanan, we even solved the troubles caused by the ancient gods. Since then, I don’t think there will be any enemies that can match that. This kind of threat, Zelin and I can solve one, and we can solve the second." Maria gave a gentle smile. ""

"Yusevka?"

"Huh?"

The doctor lifted his gaze from the book.

"Please prepare lunch, Ms. Maria will stay and have dinner with us."

"Oh, is it already noon?" Yusevka raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky outside. "Okay, I will prepare now."

"Food for four people. If you are alone, it is too exhausting." Francesca looked at the dragonborn who was sharpening the dagger harder. The soup is great, just so let Ms. Maria taste the craftsmanship of you and Gnaiya."

The Dragonborn took a deep breath.

"Well, I haven't made vegetable soup for a while, as long as you...can drink it. Wait!" She heard the problem in her words. "Four people?"

"Yes, four people."

"...Okay" Gnaiya glanced deeply at Francesca and Maria, whistling, and walked to the kitchen.

She suddenly regretted why she didn't have frequent contact with the lord and nobles in the past.

Not paying attention to the different meaning in the words of the dragonborn, the elf regained his gaze on Maria in front of him. The smirk on her face gradually disappeared after Yusevka and Gnaiya had both walked away.

"I thought you were a female warrior, just like Gnaiya, but I didn't expect you to be a nobleman, Maria of Cain Hirst." The elf touched the sapphire necklace on his chest.

"Thank you for your compliment." Maria let go of her finger stroking the ring. "He did not tell me one thing, you are a queen, not just a spellcaster. But I am sorry, before the status of a nobleman, I was a hunter, a hunter. I am very Happy to be friends with you."

"You seem to have some minor diseases in your body, right?" Francesca suddenly asked, "Do you need me to recommend a doctor?"

Maria did not answer, she turned her head slightly, and under the high collar of her dress, the elf could vaguely see a small piece of rotten black skin. Then, the huntress turned her head back and stared at Francesca in front of her.

"I know." The elf leaned back and leaned on the sofa. She narrowed her eyes slightly, as if thinking about something. After closing her shrewd eyes, she opened them again soon.

This time, she smiled again.

"I think we still have a chance to have a deeper understanding. By the way, please don't stay in a ghost state. In a city full of mages, this dangerous and irresponsible behavior."

Vizima has too many mages?

Maybe.

But certainly not so much.

But how could Maria couldn't hear the extraneous words in it.

"Except for fighting," she said. "Other times, no one will see a ghost possessing someone else."

This time, the elf's smile became a little sincere.

"Well, welcome, let's have a meal together."

"It's an honor."

The first thousand five hundred and ninety-four chapters admission ceremony

Zelin suddenly discovered that he was looking forward to the day when the portal would open.

Maybe he should leave for a while.

Maria and Francesca talked very happily, and the dragonborn looked listless, because Enid forbade her to leave the house before the banquet. The elves thought that two days before the banquet, it would be the spies. During the period when our activities are most frequent, she does not hope that some of Gnaiya’s actions will cause too much speculation and interpretation, and leaving the house alone is not like a guard’s behavior at all. It will arouse other people’s suspicion, not identity, but Doubt whether Francesca was carrying out other conspiracies. After all, now in Vizima City, any action represents a certain political meaning.

Keeping Gnaiya in the house for two days and days without going out was enough to make her feel uncomfortable for a while.

"Zelin, Ze Lin? Wake up, I have something to ask you."

Half asleep and half awake, Zelin vaguely heard Enid's voice.

"What's the matter?" Zelin exhaled softly. "Your mind reading hasn't told you the answer yet?"

Hearing that, Francesca pinched her waist unhappy, of course, pinched Zelin's waist.

"Do you have any dissatisfaction with me?"

"Of course not, what's the matter?" Zelin closed his eyes, he was very sleepy and had not been able to sleep well for two or three days. "You know, my heart is completely open to you."

"Don't say this, my question is serious." The elf pushed the person next to the pillow hard. "I used to think that Maria you mentioned was a female warrior, or a mercenary called a hunter in another world, just like Irene who used to go to the castle to help, or the Gascoyne and Gascoyne you mentioned Like Alfred. Although the state of their arrival is interesting to me, the spirit between the entity and the soul, but they are all human beings, and in essence they are no different from us. You and them are friends, and I am also Understand this. But, Maria, she is a resurrected corpse, a ghost attached to the corpse. Zelin, don't you... Don't tell me you didn't see her hidden black under the collar and cuffs Markings."