The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Regarding Francesca's question, Zelin could only sigh heavily.

"She is Maria, and I don't care what my friend is, whether it is a ghost or a corpse, but there is no difference in essence."

"Every normal man will inevitably have the idea of ​​getting to know her better when he sees a beautiful girl who meets the aesthetics. The most common manifestation is to look twice." Enid muttered in a low voice. "But all relationships have developed in this way. I used to be friends with Gnaiya."

Enid said quietly.

There was silence.

"You think it's a friend, dear, but people feel different to each other. Your loyal female knight, I bet, as long as you ask, she will never hesitate when she agrees. There is that little girl who seems innocent. I don’t need a mind-reading technique to see the cunning in her eyes. You think of her as a poor child who needs to be adopted, but she is not necessarily...Zelin, are you still listening? ?"

"...Enid."

"What's the matter?"

"It's four o'clock in the morning... Take a break."

"Do you think I can sleep?" After that, Enid sighed softly. "Oh, you, a greedy man, always bring me all kinds of troubles."

"...I'm sorry, Enid."

"Sometimes, I often think, if you were just a demon hunter, and I was just a warlock in the sect, what would our life be like?" Seeing that Zelin did not speak, the elf pursed his mouth and posted more. It's near. "Are you bored with me? A jealous person who is often not by your side and can't help you, but will point fingers at the comrades around you, eh?"

"Enid."

"What's the matter?"

"I love you."

"Me too."

"Enid."

"I'm listening."

"I like your jealousy."

"You must be joking."

"No, I mean it. I love you."

The elf sighed again, and put her forehead in the arms of the demon hunter. "You just have a way to calm me down, right?"

On the second day, the dark clouds that had hung over Vizima for several days had not cleared, but this would not have any effect on Princess Yada's banquet. In fact, such weather is very common in Vizima, and no one feels uncomfortable with it.

"Yes, this is your clothes, neatly dressed, this is a banquet, not a yelling meal in a pub."

Yusevka looked a little nervous, she gently stroked the pure white silk dress on her body, and the gloves decorated with pale white hollow patterns tightly wrapped her slender fingers. "This must be expensive," she said nervously. "Is this for me?"

"What?" Francesca looked at Yusevka. "Oh, yes, don’t care, this suit is perfect for you. Remember your identity, you are now my personal doctor, I don’t want anyone to look down on you because of your clothes, or even doubt the finances of our Hundred Flower Valley. The situation is not as good as we claim. Only a poor king would be reluctant to reward anyone with a fitted dress. If anyone asks you some questions, such as about my health and personal life, you Knowing how to say it, behaving like a doctor should be, but I don’t think anyone is stupid enough to doubt the health of a warlock."

"I will." Yusevka gave a nervous, dry smile.

Compared with Yusevka's nervousness, Francesca should be the most indifferent among all of them, because she has participated in such a banquet many times.

"Wait, where's my dress?" Gnaiya, who had been sitting on the chair by the table, suddenly realized that something was wrong. "Why should I go in in armor?"

"No, dear Gnaya, didn't you go in, remember what I said, your identity?" Francesca stretched out a finger and shook it. "The guards of the envoys of various countries will have a banquet place that belongs to them. A door will separate the two places. On the one hand, it is the place where Princess Yada is, the royal family members of various countries, important envoys, and courtiers in the court. There are also important members of the royal council, and the other is some...well, places where less important guests will be, such as guards, flattering businessmen, little nobles who want to please the crown prince, and Vizima locals. Influential citizens. Do you know what I mean?"

Gnaiya rolled her eyes and waved her hand.

"I don't want to understand."

"This is easy to understand. I hope you can be more powerful. I guess someone will flatter you and hope to find a breakthrough in you. You can try to unintentionally reveal some news, which is what I told you before. Those things must behave as if they were unintentionally conflated, understand? Try to spread the news that I want other people to know, but only those, and everything else is kept secret. Gnaiya ?"

"What?"

"This is an official business, and I am serious. I need someone who can spread out some news that is beneficial to me or that can hit the enemy, but it must not be in my name. The more obscure the source of these news, the better, such as Say a humble guard."

"Oh, I see." Long Yi sighed heavily. "That's why I hate dealing with nobles. A simple sentence can be turned into a speech for several hours in their mouths."

Not paying attention to Dragonborn's complaint, Francesca turned her gaze to the other side. "As for Ms. Maria."

The silent hunter slowly raised her head. Maria is like an observer, looking at everything in front of her interestingly, until she heard the voice of the elf, she took her gaze away from Gnaiya and nodded to her.

"Ms. Maria of the Star Clock Tower, from Hurwopol. This is your identity. This is a city-state in the Humphus Alliance. I have some relationships there. Well, business relationships, they will be willing to do it for one. This investment sells a set of certifications and coats of arms on the identity of the nobility."

"Heraldry?"

"Don't care about that much, your current identity is a female noblewoman who left the Humphus Alliance and went to Hundred Flowers Valley to work for me. As for the reason, you should consider it yourself." Francesca squinted her eyes and looked at Maria. . "I know, you have a way to read other people's thinking without being noticed, right?"

Maria nodded.

Gnaiya glanced at her, subconsciously moving away a few minutes.

"Very well, people will guard against the spells of a female sorcerer, avoid staring at me when talking to me, or wear a magic gold talisman to prevent me from investigating their thoughts. But they will not pay attention to a common one. Human. Maria, I want you to follow me, and when I talk to other people, tell me what they really think in their hearts."

"It's all calculated in advance, right?" Maria's voice suddenly appeared in Francesca's ear. She leaned back on the sofa, her eyes slightly closed. "Bring that blonde woman to the banquet because you need a way to spread the news. Allow the gray-haired woman to participate in the banquet because you want to use her to show your confidence. And I can let you tell others People prove that not only the same race, but also different races will support your rule. Am I right?"

The elf didn't respond, she just snorted.

"Are you unable to control your body when you talk to me? Well, then when I talk to others, I will use magic to control your body so that no flaws are exposed. Oh, yes, cover your body. I don’t want rumors that I will use black magic after the banquet."

"I will." Maria opened her eyes again and whispered. "Your party is more interesting than I thought."

The first thousand five hundred and ninety-five chapters

The royal castle of Tamoria is next to the temple area.

It's unbelievable. When Foltest built this new capital city, it did not deliberately divide the city into two regions. The Royal Castle was built near the church of Meritelli. Perhaps it was because Princess Yada was cursed and turned into a vampire bird. I hope the goddess can bless Yada from the curse. But when the city is an influential and wealthy citizen When they chose to place their homes in the trade zone, the city garrison had to allocate more manpower to maintain the security of the trade zone. As a result, the trade zone became safer and more wealthy citizens moved to the trade zone. To ensure the safety of the trade zone, the garrison team will use more manpower to ensure the safety of the trade zone. Over time, the trading zone became the upper zone, and the temple zone, which lost resources and skewed, gradually reduced to the lower zone.

No one knows whether the nobles who chose to collectively immigrate to the trade zone wanted to demonstrate to Foltest. Although they succeeded in a certain sense, Princess Yada seemed to tell them that next Who will control this country? The banquet was chosen in the royal castle next to the temple area, not in the most luxurious tavern in the trading area, as others had expected.

"I thought it should be a traditional banquet." Zelin raised his head and looked at the towering top of the Royal Castle. The balcony of the top tower seemed to be lit by candles, and walked through the gate into the castle. You can hear the chattering and cheers from the balconies of the towers in the courtyard of the city. Because the distance is too far, all this sounds like the buzzing of some kind of insects. Princess Yada seems to use the entire castle as her banquet place. Of course, if Foltest is not there, she is the only host here, and she naturally has the right to do so.

"Princess Yada likes to be unconventional," Francesca whispered. "She's still young, you know, young people, who like trends, don't like the old traditions of keeping to the rules."

When they first arrived, more than a hundred people had already arrived here. The hired bards and acrobats are performing various shows in the courtyard. Of course, not many people will be attracted by their performances. Everyone knows who the real protagonist of the banquet is and who will be treated like flowers. Is the decoration attractive? There are also some guests who have arrived early, sitting on the benches, tasting the fruit in the fruit plate. The maid holding a tray walks among the guests, and everyone can beckon them to stop and take away the wine glasses and food on it. And on the tray of each maid, there are new foods all the time, as if it is inexhaustible.

"Where are the others?"

Zelin glanced across the venue and found that there were few people he knew.

"Although I forged their identities, I couldn't let them come here at the very beginning, let the emcees say their names aloud. Those emcees understand the customs and etiquette of all places." Francesca's The sound is very soft, only the demon hunter can hear it. "I can't stay with you all the time. No matter who wants to inquire about me in your mouth, you'd better be tight-lipped. I think it's not difficult for you."

"It's tight-lipped, I've always been one of the best characters." Zelin patted the position of the chest of the tight jacket. He always felt that it was a bit too tight. When making this kind of clothes, the tailor always seemed to have a size. Reduce one size. "What are we going to do next?"

"What do you do? Well, honey, enjoy the banquet."