The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Only kill monsters? Of course not. Demon hunters are guardians on the good side. They protect people in this world, don't they? They kill monsters to protect people from monsters and beasts. If there are any disasters that ordinary people can’t deal with, such as water ghosts crawling on a boat, ghouls in tombs, or demon spirits in the fields forcing farmers to be unable to work, people will say,'Go find a hunter. Come, the demon hunter, he will definitely solve the problem'." Dandrien spoke slowly, playing soothing strings in his hands. "Because when people are in danger, they subconsciously think of protectors who can save them."

Yavin listened quietly.

"These guardians have their colleges and castles, which are located in..."

"Kelmohan, Mahakam, Skelrige, Towson and Far East." Yavin interrupted. "Geralt told me yesterday, I remember it all."

"Don't interrupt the speaker." Dandrien knocked Yavin on the forehead. "Didn't Triss teach you?"

"I don't like Triss. She has a temper like an old witch."

"Well, let's continue." Dandrien coughed twice and cleared his throat. "The origin of the story is in the Kingdom of Kangonen. One day, the proud and young king heard that a terrible green dragon appeared in his farmland. He immediately issued an order for all soldiers to bring weapons and go hunting for dragons. He was eager to try and was impatient, because his kingdom was betting with neighboring countries that as long as he could get the head of a dragon, he could get the **** and throne of the neighboring princess. The king was excited, but he had doubts in his heart. Doubting whether he could hunt the dragon, he issued an order to summon the most brave warriors in the world to hunt. So the dragon slayers arrived one after another, the upright and kind knight-Ike of Dennisler, a powerful and cunning servant Soldiers—The Three Musketeers of Klinfried, the Dragon Slaying Squad of Quartz Mountain—Yalpen Zieglin and his five brothers, the master of research on anomalous creatures—Dolgaray of Ben Ad, Maung The beautiful and ruthless black-haired female warlock, and our protagonist, Geralt the Demon Hunter..."

Dandrien was interrupted again.

This time it is not Yavin.

The door was pushed open all of a sudden, Zelin walked in quickly.

"Zelin?" Dandrien sat up straight. "What's the matter? Didn't you go to the banquet?"

"Where are my weapons?"

"Oh, it's here." The bard put down the lute in his hand. Zelin was worried about the place where he and Francis were stuck. If someone turned in after he left, it would be troublesome to steal the ebony blade, but he couldn't bring the ebony blade to the banquet, so he put the weapon Deposited in Dandrien's hands. "You look like you are in a hurry to kill."

Zelin walked quickly to the wooden box and took out his weapons and armor. "Dandrine, you take Yavin and leave as soon as possible."

"What's the matter?"

The demon hunter paused. "You tell me, does Veran Vévardi have something to do with the robbery in the town hall tonight?"

"Yes." Dandrien admitted directly. "He was very angry because the city hall confiscated all his property for desert reasons. I told you that he wanted to take back his stolen share. You can't condemn him. The guards of the city hall are like It's like a robber."

"Now, Dandrien, go tell Wei Lan, let him leave Vizima with his gold as soon as possible." Zelin walked to the door and looked around. The non-human settlements are still so dark and unpopular.

"What's the matter?"

"People from the city hall will come to surround this place right away. I saw them on the road just now. You told Wei Lan about this, and then you took Yavin to... to the city garrison to find Captain Vincent. Say I let you go, and he will take you to a safe place."

"Your words sound like the end of the world... What is this?!"

The ground shook suddenly, and then there was a less intense but more and more obvious shaking, as if something was about to break out of the soil. The earthenware pot placed on the cabinet fell under the vibration and fell. It fell to the ground and shattered.

"Are there giants going to attack the city?!"

"Dandrine, what's going on?!" Yavin grabbed the bard's trousers.

Zelin supported the door frame and allowed himself to stand firm.

"Listen to me, Dandreen, go quickly, it's dangerous tonight!"

"What happened?"

"I don't know!" Zelin shook his head. "Hide to a safe place, with Yavin, don't come out before dawn!" Looking at the bard and Yavin who are still a little at a loss, the demon hunter shouted.

"Go! Hurry!"

The first thousand six hundred and six chapters of chaos

"What happened outside?"

"I don't know, it seems that a robber robbed the bank." Kayla rolled his head. "Princess Yada must be very angry, I guess someone will be unlucky tomorrow. Triss, where is your demon hunter?"

"He should be chatting with Leivaden, Leivaden has a plan for the Salamander Gang." Triss took a deep breath, and the air filled with the fragrance of the air poured into her lungs. "We can find out who is behind the Salamander Gang. If we can use this to free up some places in the court, we can take the opportunity to consolidate our position. There are too few people in the court who support us."

"Everyone is asking about Salamander Help. I thought this help was going to be the second Knights of the Flame Rose." Keira chuckled lightly. "Our honorable grand leader has not come forward so far. Maybe he needs Princess Yada to invite him to the banquet in person?"

"I don't know, but what happened to Enid?" Tris cast her eyes and looked at Francesca standing in the corner of the banquet hall. She was chatting with a female noblewoman Tris did not know. . "Her face is terrible."

"I heard that her prince threw herself away before the banquet."

"Oh?" Kayla raised her eyebrows, a curious smile appeared on her face. "Tell me, what the **** is going on?"

This is in the hall of the castle. Everyone has to behave well, at least it seems like this. No matter how curious you are in your heart, how you want to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, or laugh at anything, you must keep your voice down, and Keira is no exception. But when there are more people, it doesn't seem to make much sense, so that it is like an enlarged honeycomb, with a team of bards playing instruments nearby.

"Kayla, do you like to inquire about other people's privacy so much?"

"Come on, Triss, don’t think I didn’t hear it just now. When you chatted with Levaden, you joked that Enid’s courtiers and attendants were the lovers of her prince, the poorest queen in the north, didn’t they? ?"

As if hearing Kayla's voice, Francesca turned her head blankly and gave two colleagues a fierce look. Kayla stretched out three fingers to Francesca, then pointed upwards.

Regardless of whether Keira is right or not, there is one thing right.

"Tell me, Maria." Francesca took a deep breath. "Zelin, he left the banquet hall without discussing with me?"

Although the elf's words were not so excited, Maria heard the suppressed anger in it, and she had no doubt about what kind of damage would be caused when these anger had a chance to be released.

"Yes, he said that there are very important things, if I see you, I hope I can tell you." Maria said. "About ten minutes ago, he left."

"He told you but didn't tell me."

"Because you were talking to Princess Yada at that time, and I was near the courtyard gate." Maria explained calmly. "He happened to meet me, he wanted to tell you, but you don't have time, and he can't delay his affairs, so he can only ask me to do it for him. He went over the wall."

"..." Francesca took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, repeating back and forth three times.

"Are you okay?" Maria asked.

"I'm fine." The elf cast aside his gaze and scanned the banquet hall to make sure that no one else noticed it, she asked in a low voice. "Where did Zelin go?"

"Old Vizima."

Francesca's face stiffened.

"You have something to hide from all of us, right?" Maria asked. "I found that you and Zelin have similarities. In some things, you are reluctant to tell others and seek help from others. You always think that you can handle all the trouble perfectly, and there is some strange and stubborn sense of glory. .Or, you don’t want to owe favors between us? Then you can tell me that you have also seen that I am not a normal human being, and you don’t have to worry about what I rob you, do you? With your charm, Would you still worry about a half-decayed corpse?"

"Maria." Francesca raised her glass to the huntress. "Enjoy the banquet."

"Are you not worried about his influence on your plan?"

"No, no, because I believe him, he will think that my choice is correct and help me." Francesca smiled slightly. "What can I say besides trusting him?"

"Aren't you worried about failure?" Maria asked. "In the banquet hall, you don't know anything about what's going on outside."

"That's why I stand in front of you." Francesca raised her head, her gaze crossed the skylight of the castle to the night sky outside. "There is magic that separates this place from the outside. I don’t know who did it, but haven’t you noticed something wrong? Someone doesn’t want us to know what’s going on outside. I can’t deal with it directly with magic. This will cause unnecessary Attention."

The female warlocks have found the problem, and someone tried to use magic to separate them from the people outside. Is this just that Yada simply doesn't want the noise in the temple area at night to affect the banquet, or does someone have some dangerous thoughts?

"When the prey is in the dark, the hunter who takes the initiative to walk to the light is stupid and short-lived." Maria understood. "How should I get out?"