The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Don't get too excited, Ladovide, I just suffered a defeat, and now there are bad things one after another!"

Many people are on the side of Jaques. No one knows what Jaques promised to these nobles. Perhaps it is really a speech by Jaques that can make the trees fall over. It is full of magical power. Human-like words made them choose to help a usurper instead of leading an army to protect the king, or to shirk in front of the king’s messenger, and delay as much as possible. The nobles in the vicinity of Tamoria said that they need time to gather private soldiers, but in fact, their private soldiers are behind the fence of the manor to protect their land. Everyone can see that these guys are just working. Swaying left and right, as long as Jaques gains an advantage in the street fighting of Tamoria, they will immediately fall to the Knights.

Vereirad pinned his hopes on Marshal John Natalis, who was leading the army to Vizima. But it would take two days for the soldiers of Natalis to come over. By that time, the street fighting would have ended. If the barons around Tamoria announced to join Jaques’ camp, the Marshal’s two thousand soldiers would find it difficult to resist the noble coalition. So he must fight for some political advantage, making it difficult for speculators to make a choice, and delaying enough time until Natalis arrives at Vizima.

"According to the agreement we just reached, you have to accept the two villages and towns we just mentioned. There are already demon hunters to lift the curse for my daughter, and the other demon hunter I mentioned should help us kill. In Adburg..."

"We just talked about five villages and towns!" Radovide corrected.

"Don't be too much! I'm a **** king, I deserve some respect! Three villages gave me the self-proclaimed son-in-law. As for the demon hunter, he once lifted the curse when I gave him three thousand Oren, Now it will be three thousand. As for the other one, I hope he will not make excessive demands."

"Okay, make a deal, let us sign the agreement, and then my army will move into Tamoria to help you put down the rebellion with friendship, and shut up the opponents, and then we will come to find out the specific conditions of the three villages."

"No, I don’t need any friendly assistance. I don’t know why. Those words remind me of burnt down towns and orphans wandering around... This country has suffered enough. Your army will get rid of the Knights. Just go home."

"If this is your will, but you should know that you can suppress these damned nobles for twenty years, but you are already getting old, and you cannot suppress them forever. Yada is your only heir, but she is too Young, now turned into a vampire bird, people are easily incited to question your authority. You will need a reliable external ally, and I need a political ally, if Ata and I form an alliance, wait for her When she came to the throne, no one could shake her rule."

"Don't worry, I will die sooner or later, and Yada will inherit my throne, but not today. I will carefully consider my daughter's marriage instead of making a hasty decision in the chaos." Foltest Resolutely waved his hand, indicating that this matter does not need to be discussed. Radovide seemed to want to say something, but the voice of the messenger interrupted him.

"Your Majesty."

A soldier hurried over, and the guard at the front opened the barricade and let him in.

"Calm down, soldier." Foltest turned to the messenger. "Take a deep breath, and then tell me what happened."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The messenger took a deep breath before speaking. "Knight Elgin said that the mutant soldiers seem to be on the back. They are moving towards the castle of the Knights headquarters."

"Are they backing?" Foltest thought for a moment. "Go tell Elkin, let him lead the troops to follow, but don't chase too closely, be careful that this is a trap, if anything goes wrong, immediately withdraw to the defensive position!"

"It's a trap no matter how you look at it," Radovide said. "No one will deliberately back off when he is about to gain an advantage, unless it gives him a greater advantage."

"Or his lair was burned." Foltest had a slightly strange eye. "The Demon Hunter may have succeeded."

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"You can't enter here, this is the order of the knight commander! You must put down your weapons!"

"It's you who should do this. I will give you one last chance to lay down your weapons and leave, otherwise you will die with your captain."

"Calm down, don't you see what happened outside?!" Siegfried yelled angrily, but to no avail.

"Kill these intruders!"

The movement of the portal alarmed the knights guarding the courtyard behind the fort, and they immediately drew their swords. But Zelin was prepared. As soon as the tall knight pulled out the sword halfway, he bent down because of the tingling in his chest. The demon hunter swung the sword faster, and he fell down before he could react. On the ground. Another knight screamed, and the werewolf threw him to the ground, grabbed his head and slammed to the ground, with a thump, he immediately passed out.

"Come here!"

Siegfried waved to them.

The knights were caught off guard by the attackers who appeared suddenly. No one would have thought that the enemy would suddenly appear inside their castle. It should be the safest place, away from battle, and there are several lines of defense to defend. Before they could react, they were knocked to the ground. The castle of the Knights is like a maze of twists and turns. During this year, Jaques must have spent a lot of thought to manage it, but they have Siegfried’s help. The roads and traps in the castle did not cause them any trouble. So that they easily broke through their guards behind the castle before the knight could react.

They ran through a cloister paved with polished stone slabs. In the middle of the cloister was a field-shaped flowerbed, and a cross-shaped cobblestone path shuttled through it. But it was not the soldiers or servants of the Knights who used these trails. One mutant after another jumped out, and they faithfully defended the castle of the Knights from invaders. Zelin originally thought that they were irrational creatures who could only execute simple commands, but now he realized that he was wrong. These mutants know what an ambush is, what is an ambush, and what is team cooperation. They not only use swords well, but also know how to better use maces and crossbows. Before they became mutants, they were knights who received combat training for many years. Now the strength and agility given to them by Mutant Agents are enough to make up for the shortcomings. No one can have an army composed of a group of weapon masters, but Jaques did it.

Zelin swung his sword and bounced the arrow shot from the dark. Siegfried raised his shield, but a mutant walked around behind him. Siegfried realized the danger, he turned around, but was a step late. He gave a painful cry, and the crossbow bolt pierced his boots and plunged deeply into his calf.

"Be careful, boy!"

Vincent jumped over, and the mutant raised his sword and slashed at Siegfried, but he could not get faster than the werewolf's catch. Before its sword hit Siegfried, the werewolf's claws smashed it down. His head, disgusting blood mixed with fragments spilled on Siegfried's shirt.

"I'm fine. God, these **** freaks have no glory at all! Bah!"

Siegfried tried to stand up. He tried twice but failed.

"Leave me alone, go find Jaques! He may have completed his plan, or he may have escaped when he knew someone was attacked!" Siegfried clutched his leg, blood was constantly flowing out. "I can take care of myself!"

"Stop talking nonsense, boy, the mutants here won't attack you just because you are wearing the knights' shirt!" The werewolf squatted down and said, "Come on, I will take you out, at least put you in a safe place. Place. Demon hunter." He looked at Zelin: "Find Jaques, be careful, I'll be back soon to meet you!"

"Don't worry about me, I have dealt with more dangerous enemies." Ze Lin looked around. "Tell me, Siegfried, where is the main hall of the Knights?!"

"Cross here, then follow the corridor, turn left when you encounter the first intersection, in the next yard, the middle door in the corridor on the right... Be careful!"

The mutant tried to attack, but it was too careless. Perhaps the skyrocketing power made its head lose some common sense. For example, in a neatly cut flowerbed, any flower that has been stepped on is particularly eye-catching. When it jumped out of the grass, Zelin raised his hand fiercely, and the Alderfa seal formed in his hand burst out. The violent air current hit the mutant like a heavy hammer, and rushed over. The enemy flew back at a faster speed, and his head hit the wall, Zelin heard a crisp sound of bone cracking. It slid down the wall to the ground like a puddle of slime, with its neck twisted at a strange angle.

"These mutants are not my opponents yet, protect yourself!" Zelin said: "Wait a moment, we will meet outside!"

Following the path pointed out by Siegfried, Zelin crossed the corridor, and the soldiers of the Knights came out from the corner. They rushed towards the demon hunter, brandishing their swords and shields, and holding their halberds. They shouted, Full of morale, maybe no matter when it is, everyone standing together and shouting can always bring people confidence and pride, especially when there is only one enemy in front of them. They killed them, as if they would be able to drown the enemy in the next moment, Zelin's eyes fixed on their weapons, sweeping each of their faces. A tall and thin man rushed forward, his wide eyes gleaming with a desire for reward, and a turtle-shaped stone hung on his neck. A short man seemed to have thought of something. He saw Zelin coming from the corridor guarded by the mutant, so he slowed down quietly, bent down and prepared to slip away.

The waves hit the rocks.

The soldier's charge was interrupted, and Alderfa's seal was like a pendulum swinging head-on. The soldier at the forefront flew out and hit the colleagues who were charging behind him. They fell to the ground together. The fallen man tripped other people who hadn't had time to stop. Some of them did not have the emblem of the Knights of the Flame Rose, instead they were replaced by various emblems that Zelin didn't recognize. Some nobles sent private soldiers to join Jaques' camp. Was Foltest's power so weak that someone began to defect? Zelin didn't know, he didn't want to think about it either, he quickly put the extra thoughts behind him.

He must find Jaques as soon as possible!

He jumped up, passed the stunned enemy, the ebony blade played a sword flower in the air, and it drank blood again!

In the end, the blood-stained demon hunter stood in front of the gate described by Siegfried, and he lifted his leg and kicked open the closed wooden door.

The hustle and bustle of the banquet came to an abrupt end.

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Lively and noisy banquet.

People looked at the demon hunters who kicked the gate and rushed in.

Zelin's gaze swept across the hall in front of him. The morning light spreads through the vertical skylights on the polished marble floor. The city is fighting outside, but the heavy palm-wood carved door blocks the noisy and chaotic sounds very well, and the hustle and bustle of the fight has not affected the banquet hall. The abundance and joy in China. The blue-gray marble floor is decorated with gray and white lines. The window paintings on the vertical windows obstruct a lot of light. What really reflects on the floor is the top of the hall. The crystal clear huge chandeliers are full of lights. Candles.

Under the chandelier, the rectangular dining table occupies almost half of the hall. This long table can accommodate more than sixty people to sit down at the same time. Not to mention, the food placed on it is enough for more than one hundred people to feast on. Even so, in the corner of the hall, the chef still waved a knife to cut apart chunks of pork and beef, sprinkled them with spices and grilled them on the iron rack by the fireplace, as if there was food that could never be eaten. The people in the hall had all the laughs. The babies lying in the women's arms were all smiling happily, and the air was filled with an appetizing fragrance.

They were all civilians. The linen clothes and the dust-stained turban seemed incompatible with this heavenly hall, but no one came to drive them, and no one came to scold them. When they looked at the demon hunter who suddenly broke in, Zelin also saw the owner of this hall.

Jaques of Adburg was teasing the baby wrapped in cotton. The child smiled happily, holding his fingers. He saw the demon hunter coming in, so he gently returned the child to the mother who was aside.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please give me and my friends some time." Jaques said to the people nearby. "Enjoy the banquet and accept the asylum here."

People raised their glasses to him, and the banquet hall returned to a joyous atmosphere.

"Look at my people. They feasted at my table, warmed by my fire, and watched the happy smiles on their faces from the disaster." Jaques walked towards Zelin. "At this time, the bloodstained messenger of justice seems out of place, doesn't it?"

Zelin didn't answer, his hands were hanging on both sides of his body to ensure that he could seize the first-hand advantage before he noticed that the other party was moving.

"I really don't want to lie to you, Zelin, but the era of hoarfrost has arrived. Then there will be a great flood that will sweep the world, and then the temperature will drop sharply, and the whole world will be covered in ice and snow."

"You don't have to be mystical to me, I know Iselinni's prediction." Zelin frowned slightly. "So this is our future savior? Protect a hundred people, kill a thousand people, turn ten thousand people into mutant soldiers, and then usurp a throne?"

"The age of Hoarfrost is inevitable. The only interest of the kings lies in the civil war. Their eyes only know that they are staring at a few villages on the border, and they are thinking about when they can get the taxes there, so as to expand them. Influence." Jaques walked to the fireplace next to the hall. In the two-meter-high furnace wall, the blazing flames provided a pleasant temperature for the hall. "The dwarves only know to put their eyes on the cave to dig for ore. There are too few goblins. They only know about forging skills all day long. The elves were once powerful, but now they have lost their goals and are fighting for an impossible goal. The fighting terrorists are either thinking about how to escape and abandon all the creatures in this world."

The two children who were fighting with each other laughed and ran past the demon hunter, but they were frightened by the **** smell on Zelin's body. Jaques cast a gentle look at them, and the children ran away.