The Journey of the Demon Hunter

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The orcs were defeated. When the elves' army appeared on the edge of the dense forest, these orcs were helpless. Most of them were killed at the edge of the forest or died in the Silver River. The floating corpses went downstream along the Silver River. . Perhaps there are orcs hiding in the mountains. Of course, the elves will not allow orcs to wander near their forests. However, all this has nothing to do with the Demon Hunter for the time being.

Ze Lin took a deep breath, and the cool air was mixed with a nauseating smell of blood. The cold air poured into his lungs, making his swollen forehead a little awake. He felt as if there were countless needles in his head, and every breath was accompanied by throbbing pain. He closed his eyes and sat on the stairs of the mountain road, holding his forehead. The voices of the dwarves greeting each other and bandaging their wounds seemed so far away, leaving only illusory and vague noises.

"Tell me, Zellin." Virginia sat side-legged beside the demon hunter, gently unbuttoning his slit leather shoulders. The underside of the shoulder guard had been soaked with blood, revealing the skin scratched by the serrated blade. "Do you hurt yourself so much every time?"

"Sometimes." Zelin didn't look up, letting Virginia put a bandage on her arm. "Not much."

"Last time in Labrinxian, I tried to drag you out. You were heavy, bleeding a lot, and feverish all over. I couldn't wake you anyway. You slept for most of the day before you woke up. , You said a few words to me, and then fell into a coma again." Virginia rubbed the corner of her eye, and the wizard girl's eyes were still a little red. "At other times? Do you also encounter this situation at other times? You once went to Skyrim with Ms. Elf. Although it was very dangerous and wanted to deal with the devil, we were all safe and sound. We went to Rodland with Miss Gnaya. At that time, the world was very dangerous, but you and she came back without incident. Whether you are in Skyrim or another world, you can always save yourself when you are with other people. But I, every time , Every time you are with me, you will encounter such a terrible danger. I have always brought you bad luck..."

"Stop talking, Virginia, it has nothing to do with you." Zelin interrupted her by holding her forehead. He heard the overtones in the mage girl's words. "If you dare to attribute the cause to yourself, I will never travel with you again."

Virginia bit her lower lip and silently bandaged the wound on her shoulder for the demon hunter.

A gust of wind blew by, bringing the fragrance of flowers and the stench of blood among the dense forests. Virginia carefully cleaned Zelin's wound with clean water.

"About thirty years ago, thirty-two years ago, or thirty-three years ago, I don't remember that clearly." Zelin said, he seemed to be talking to himself. "I'm in Anglin, hungry and penniless, thinking about whether to go to the local resident mage to sell the mutants and organs I collected from the monster. I really don't like that experience. After all, no one I don’t like the door-to-door salesman whose purpose is to take the coins out of your pocket. The good-tempered wizard will turn me down or pretend not to be at home, and the bad-tempered wizard will probably throw the merchandise in my face. Ask me to **** off, or use tricks to tease me, such as throwing me into a garbage dump or a swamp outside the city. At that time, I saw a commission, which was posted on a sign at the entrance of Anglin City."

Virginia listened quietly. After bandaging her shoulders, she saw where the demon hunter's abdomen was scratched by the sword. She looked at Zelin hesitantly, and the demon hunter raised his hand to signal that she could continue.

"The report said that a farmer disappeared in the field during the day, so I thought, this might be another poor man whose soul was taken away by the demon spirit in the day. So I smeared evil spirit oil and took on the dust of the moon. Bomb, move your fingers a few more times so that you can make the rune gestures of the Yadenfa Seal more quickly. As a result, when I walked there, I realized that it was not a demon spirit of the day at all, and the field was built on the hillside. The ghost knows why the person who wrote the commission and the local farmer said that it was on an open field. There were two bulls and demons in the cave on the hillside. They suddenly rushed out and caught me by surprise."

Virginia lifted Zelin's clothes, she took a deep breath, tightened her mouth, wetted the handkerchief with clean water, and carefully wiped the blood around the wound.

"I killed them in the end, and finally passed out exhausted after the battle. It may also be due to hunger and blood loss. But I was lucky. The nearby beasts did not approach the cave until I woke up. At that time, I found some coins on the corpse in the cave. In the end, I did not find the client on the commission, and naturally there was no pay to get it. I guess the farmers there must be disappointed to see me alive. The most recent time, When I was in Yanan four years ago, I had a duel with a powerful hunter and I almost lost. Joseph... Yusevka knew about that. Seriously, Virginia, I’m very happy. When I am in danger, you can be by my side to help me."

Virginia’s destructive spells can exert the greatest advantage in narrow places. This is why when choosing a defensive location, Zelin did not choose to be in the Massabul Hall where the dwarves have sufficient supplies and weapons. It is the reason for the tunnel defense outside the second hall. It's very close to the gate, and it's the territory of the elves to break out. They can break through at any time. Under the cover of magic, the narrow terrain is more suitable for squad operations.

"Really? It sounds like your usual way of comforting others." Virginia chuckled, and she sighed and shook her head. "There are so many scars on your body, eight holy spirits... I have never experienced such a battle."

"Actually, the battle here is nothing compared to the previous ones... well, it is indeed dangerous." Zelin coughed heavily. "Thanks to your help, otherwise it would be difficult for us to break through like this."

"Do you think a cough can make me ignorant of anything?" Virginia snorted softly. "Ms. Elf is right. If no one is watching you, you will definitely cause trouble after another, hurt yourself all over, and hide it from everyone in the end."

"I have never concealed anything. You basically know what I have experienced in another world... Wait." Zelin suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Virginia with a little doubt. "What did Enid tell you?"

"No, it's nothing." Virginia rolled her head away. "You must rest. I will not allow you to fight any creatures for these two days. If the orcs have rushed in front of us, I will deal with them."

"It sounds like you are hiding something from me?" Zelin asked suspiciously.

"This battle has made you a little nervous." Virginia shook her head, and she washed her blood-stained hands with the rest of the water. "The way you fight is terrible, Holy Spirit, I told you, don’t use that Mephala’s blade anymore. Maybe you are confident that you can control it, but every owner of the Ebony Blade thinks they can do it. , But their names eventually disappeared from history, or they became lunatics. Please, promise me not to use this weapon against the enemy, okay? I can help you find a better one. Sword."

"Don't worry, Virginia." Zelin waved his hand. "It has been so many years since I got the ebony blade, and there have been no problems. In fact, if it weren't for this blade, my battle would have been even harder. Moreover, I have already seen Mephala. On Southam Island, she helped me, otherwise I would never escape Mora’s eyes."

"But..."

"You worry too much, Virginia, maybe one day, I will put down my sword and lie in my own manor and enjoy my leisure time, but not now." Zelin waved his hand. "Maybe tomorrow..."

"I'm sorry to disturb you."

A familiar voice came from down the mountain road stairs. Altarel walked up holding her double knives. Her gaze swept across Zelin and Virginia, and after stopping for a while on the mage girl's staff that was still shimmering, she said to Zelin.

"Harda wants you to have a talk."

"Harda?"

Zelin raised his eyebrows. "Do I know what a noble person I want to meet?"

"He played for Queen Galadriel and led a troop." Altariel replied. "What are your concerns, human? Don't worry, Harda wants to know about the orcs. You were the first to find them, and we have all seen it. You led the dwarves in Moria to kill them."

"I don't have any worries, I just...can give me and my friends some time?" Zelin sighed slightly as he looked at the bandaged arms. "I want to take a break, drink some water, and after making sure that my friends are safe, I am going to meet your general with you."

The finger of his right hand was injured in the battle just now, and it is easy to fail to form a seal with an inflexible hand. At least Virginia was right in one point. Then he must rest and wait for the injury to recover before he can consider his next trip.

"If you have time, I will wait here until you return from the dwarf's residence." Altariel said, she stepped back and walked down the steps of Moria. It can be seen that she doesn't seem to like to walk into the territory of dwarves at all. The elven soldiers who hunted the orcs also did not enter Moria, and no one crossed the Turin Stone.

As Altaïr walked down the stairs, Virginia pursed her lips.

"Is the elves here really as reliable as you said?"

"Don't worry, at least they are very reliable when it comes to dealing with the orcs."

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The injuries of the dwarves are not minor, to be precise, several of them are very serious.

"Bahrain." In front of Moria's east gate, several dwarves were sitting beside the rocks stacked on the platform outside the gate, panting slowly. They were sweating and exhausted. "How is the situation?"

"If you say that it is hurt to scratch the skin." Seeing Zelin walking over, Bahrain waved his hand. "Then there is no one among us who is not injured."

"Maybe it's not a good time to be joking." Zelin looked around, and compared with these dwarves, the bandaged demon hunter was not injured at all. "You need treatment, medicine, bandages, and..."

"All we need is enough rest time." Oinhaha laughed. "This is nothing to us. It reminds me of the Lonely Mountain. When Gandalf led us out of the orc settlements in the Misty Mountains, it was not so thrilling. But these orcs must have learned their lesson, they won't Invaded again, we can have enough time to reopen Moria."

"No, have you forgotten that Moria is still hundreds of orcs?" Olin said sadly. "Even if we were to hack to death a hundred domestic animals, this amount would break our wrists. We must ask Thorin for assistance, we need Thorin's help, let him send an army, and Dai Because we need his iron-footed army. With them, we can regain Moria."

"But I think you'd better stay outside first," Zelin said. "No one knows what's in Moria. Don't enter the mine until you are fully prepared. This will only kill you. Maybe you can temporarily ask the elves here for help. The forest outside is their territory. At least, you can get things that are currently in short supply, such as hemostatic drugs and bandages. Don’t pretend to be indifferent. I bet that within two hours, some of you will pass out due to excessive blood loss, or Because of exhaustion and starvation, he was crushed by his armor on the ground."

Originally, according to the plan, Oin was asked to go to the Masabur Hall to fetch the food and daily necessities that the dwarves had piled up there, especially the food. As a result, they encountered the orcs and barely escaped. Masabur Hall Naturally, the resources in the area were not able to be brought out, and they were all left to the orcs. Although Zelin doubted whether the orcs would use them, now the dwarves only have a little food and a weapon arsenal in their hands, but the strong weapons cannot fill their stomachs. Hungry fighters cannot fight the enemy.

But after listening to Zelin's suggestion, the dwarves sullen their faces without saying a word, or hang their heads, kicking away the rocks by their feet. Finally, Bahrain sighed heavily.

"Sorcerer, there are still some remnants in the second hall, enough for us to solve the trouble. When we take a break, we can go back to the second hall, we can rest there, and when the next day, I will write Give it to Thorin and tell him what happened in Moria."

Zelin frowned slightly, but watching the reaction of the dwarves, he didn't say much.

"Well, if there is any movement from the orcs in Moria, you must be careful."

"Are you leaving, wizard?" Oin asked.

"No, I'm going to talk to the elves, why the orcs are here."

Altariel had been staying outside the border of the Turin Stone, and seeing the demon hunter coming out, she nodded to the demon hunter.

"Your friend stayed in the dwarf's cave?" Altaïr asked strangely without seeing Virginia.

"She is tired and wants to take a break."

Virginia intends to stay with the dwarves temporarily. The Cyrodir people always have a natural aversion to elves, especially since the invasion of the ancestor Shenzhou Empire is not history for Virginia.

Altariel didn't ask much. "This is the best way. You should give your friends a break, especially after the battle with the orcs. The orcs may put poison on their weapons, although according to my idea, you should let her come to Lothlorien with you. , There is a comfortable environment and proper care."

"Well, she doesn't want to walk...but speaking of taking care of it, I see that none of you wants to walk through the Turin Stone, and there are hundreds of orcs lurking in Moria."

"I really want to say that it's a dwarf thing, but my responsibility prevents me from saying that." Altariel pursed her mouth, her cheeks are as delicate as the elves of Middle-earth that demon hunters have seen before. Beautiful, but there is still no shortage of firmness that a soldier should have. Zelin couldn't help but compare her with Tauriel, who had seen him in the Woodland Kingdom, but in the end he found that it didn't make much sense, just like no one could tell the difference between two leaves. "We will fight the orcs, but the dwarves, this is not good. We have not dealt with the dwarves since the Dark Ages. We don't allow the dwarves to set foot on our land."

"Oh?" Zelin raised his eyebrows. "But I am in the woodland kingdom, and King Thranduyi is willing to fight side by side with the dwarves of the Iron Hills to fight against the army of orcs from Gundabad Mountain."