The Divine Hunter

Colin Tilly's life was very regular, like an ordinary person.

She would stay in the lobby in the morning to treat insomniacs introduced by her acquaintances. She would be closed at noon, lying alone on the window sill of the bedroom on the second floor, letting the breeze blow her dark red hair, enjoying refreshments and lazy Sunlight.

Then comfortably close your eyes and relax.

Afternoon tea is not only a simple enjoyment, but also her daily compulsory homework.

Because of her occupation, Colin Tilly has been exposed to a large number of different patients, all kinds of strange dreams, absurd, ridiculous, and terrifying!

The pain, hunger, and beatings that the patient had endured in her dreams, as well as the indescribable haze lurking in her heart, all reflected on her.

Long-term exposure to these embodied negative emotions, the dreamer's mind and spirit are under enormous pressure all the time.

Out of desperation, she had to meditate every afternoon to adjust her body and mind.

However, a sudden knock on the door downstairs woke her up.

Colin Tilly's eyelids twitched and she turned her head, only to see two unfamiliar faces suddenly appearing not far from the windowsill. standing in front of her house.

From top to bottom, she noticed a pair of dark golden vertical pupils.

The woman couldn't help but lose her color.

"Damn it! Those white-eyed wolves paid my protection fee and didn't do anything!"

...

"Beautiful lady, are you exercising?" The young witcher blocked the target who was trying to escape at the back of the house. She was facing away from herself, her slender legs were placed outside the railing of the balcony on the second floor, agile Roy's narrow and narrow voice made her figure stiff.

After a while, Colin Tilly simply gave up the struggle and climbed back to the balcony. Between the ups and downs of the floral dress, a light rose flashed, which made the two people behind him feast for the eyes.

Roy saw the woman's face clearly.

He looks like he is in his twenties, with chocolate-colored skin, shawl hair, mature and beautiful face, cool clothes, and the style of a sorceress, but there is no magic talisman around his neck, and the chaotic energy on his body is also very thin.

Colin Tilly

Gender: Female

Age: 25

Identity: Dream-seeker (through dreams,

Participate in the past and the future, and filter out much of it, accidental and false, for solid revelation. )

The observation information was slightly beyond the witcher's expectations. The mana of the dream-seeker is extremely thin, and the talent of the warlock is not much stronger than that of himself.

"Like a witch doctor, it has a unique talent, but its spell ability is a 'mule' between a donkey and a horse."

...

The woman looked at the witcher nervously, her face was pale, and her voice was hoarse with a little panic, "Are you Lord Chapelle's subordinates?"

"Chappelle?" Roy thought about the gloomy man with the Lamia whip.

The Witcher and Dandelion met the head of the temple guards of the Eternal Fire when they passed by the Temple Isle, who was also Novigrad's security officer.

He is powerful, cruel and ruthless, and is responsible for dealing with all "contraband" in Novigrad, and will never allow these magical creatures that are forbidden by the eternal fire to appear in the public eye.

Otherwise it is the dereliction of the eternal fire.

Chapelle's cruel methods have always frightened all kinds of small things in Novigrad, and the dark dreamers are no exception.

No wonder she was frightened like a tiger.

But that guy, now he has reached a tacit understanding of non-aggression with the Demon Hunter and the Big Three.

"Beautiful lady, I think you misunderstood?" Roy smiled apologetically, it seemed that his uninvited presence really frightened the other party. "We don't want to be Chapelle's son-in-law, and we don't mean to offend you. We just want to ask you a favor."

...

In the lobby on the first floor, the dreamers were surrounded by demon hunters and mercenaries.

"Looking for someone through a dream, er, it's not that I haven't tried it, but it's not easy." Kelin Tilly sat on the chair and twisted her buttocks restlessly.

After listening to the witcher's explanation, she was already convinced that the other party was not Chapelle's subordinate.

But this inhuman mutant still gave her an unusual sense of oppression, more severe than the few veterans with post-war traumatic syndrome she had treated.

Shouldn't you just kill me if you don't agree? Colin Tilly looked away from the witcher's slightly pointed ears and took a deep breath.

"If it can be successful. You will definitely be satisfied in terms of remuneration." Roy stepped up and took out a bag and threw it on the table in front of him.

Two hundred crowns, from Todd's savings.

Ding, ding... A pleasant collision sounded.

Kelin Tilly gathered her hair on the temples and narrowed her eyes staring at the purse. At this time, she decisively forgot her fear.

Most of the patients she has received are just the low-level toiling public, and they have not brought her generous remuneration. What's more, the butcher Cleaver has to pay a considerable amount of confidentiality and protection fees every month.

Therefore, her life has not been easy.

She also dared not touch the rich people in Novigrad.

The security officer Chapelle prefers those rich people with insomnia to pray and donate to the eternal fire, rather than superstitious divination and "wasting" money with her.

The Tilly family has always kept their limits and survived in Novigrad.

Having the money in front of you can greatly improve your life.

Let her buy some fancy clothes like a normal woman, she hasn't bought new clothes for two months. It was unbearable torture for a beauty-loving lady.

Colin Tilly was still a little hesitant.

"I tried my best, but I can't guarantee it. You must know that dream divination is not omnipotent, and there are many limitations... You must at least have established a connection, contact, or some kind of bond between you and the target you are pursuing. The deeper the The better. Otherwise, there is no way to start.”

"The missing person is my biological daughter, with the same blood running through her body," Todd said. "Is that blood relationship strong enough?"

Ke Lin Tilly pondered for a moment, grabbed the purse and let it slide into the deep groove in front of her chest, then glanced at the two of them, "Then what are you waiting for? I need to be alone with Lord Todd, a quiet one. The environment is suitable for creating a dream.”

After two minutes.

The door to the bedroom was closed, and the witcher, who was locked out, muttered to himself. .

"Can she find Elsa successfully?" Roy rubbed his chin and paced slowly.

The next moment, a gust of wind blew, and the witcher immediately stuck to the wooden door like a gecko, listening in with his ears.

Todd was sitting on the bed, and the dreamer was sitting on the chair beside the bed. The warm palms wrapped around his palms gently, and the long fingers slid across his knuckles, as if massaging him.

The mercenary's eyes were slightly disappointed, and the warm scene that seemed to be similar was more than ten years ago.

Accompanying his gentle and virtuous wife Colleen.

The one who has failed.

"Take a deep breath, relax..." Kelin Tilly stared at the man's sad, guilty eyes, and turned the light even more dim and soft,

"I will guide you. First of all, we have to establish a spiritual connection. I will ask some questions. You must answer them, and you must answer them honestly and sincerely."

Todd took a deep breath, suppressed the feeling of rejection in his heart, and removed the psychological defense line built up by his long mercenary career. He adjusted for about five minutes.

"All right."

"Describe one of your memories of Elsa, and I need the strongest and most complete memory about her. If you don't have one, you can also describe what you heard from others, the most impressive one, about her introduction. ."

The man's eyes are aimed into the distance, memories are rolling in his mind,

"My Elsa was born in Novigrad to the sun in the sky..."

"The day she just learned to walk, she vaguely called my name..."

After a quarter of an hour in the slow statement, the man's eyes turned red quietly.

"Reinstate your emotions, don't indulge in sadness," Ke Lin didn't change his face, and put his palm lightly on the man's forehead, "Now you have to lie down, relax, hold my hand, talk about Aisha, you Think what happened to her, why did she disappear, and where should she be now?

As he asked, the dream-seeker lit a pot of spices beside the bed.

The white, grass-scented smog fills up,

Todd's face became blurred in the smoke, and the corners of his mouth opened and closed, changing like a cloud of smoke, and the voice of the statement became lower and lower, and gradually disappeared.

He closed his eyes and began to breathe regularly.

The dream-seeker stood up, observed the man's expression, confirmed that he was asleep, and then took the half-finished sweater prepared by the dressing table - she started to knit the sweater.

The white smoke shrouded the lying and standing shadows and merged into one.

...

"call--"

"Aisha! Sister Aisha!"

A clear and urgent female voice awakened Tao De, and his eyes quickly turned from distraction to convergence. He saw a petite and beautiful girl in front of him, and she smiled and waved Subai's little hand in front of him.

The outline of her body seems to be entangled in mist, hazy, making it difficult to see.

Around, he noticed that there were flower baskets filled with flowers, which were also a little blurry.

This is, Lucky Cat Flower Shop?

The petite girl also looked familiar.

Todd thought for a while, and his heart moved, she just met not long ago, the owner of the flower shop, Yaleen!

"Didn't sleep well last night? Little Aisha is thinking about men again?"

"You just want a man!" Todd opened his mouth and came, but found that he couldn't control his body at all, "I" laughed twice, like a girl, and then turned and left without looking back.

what happened? am I not sleeping?

It's as if the body doesn't belong to me at all.

As soon as his vision changed, Todd found that "he" had left the flower shop. The warm sunlight fell from the sky, and the smooth stone road was filled with pedestrians.

The shops in the distance are very lively, with a dazzling array of various products.

Without exception, everything is surrounded by a faint mist.

Todd finally woke up.

"I'm in a dream! They call me... Aisha, Aisha?!"

He suddenly realized that he was like a ghost attached to his daughter's body, experiencing her daily routine on a certain day.

"Dream prediction, it's amazing."

Todd's heart was instantly filled with touching and complicated emotions. He never thought he would be reunited with Elsa in such a weird way.

Father and daughter, who have been separated for fifteen years, are connected in a magical way.

His heart was quiet and contented like never before.

"Aisha, my only relative, you must live!"

Along the way, the little girl hopped and swung her pointed-toed shoes to the farmers' market in the south. She looked very lively and cheerful, and had obviously gotten rid of the pain of losing "all her relatives".

Todd was a little relieved, this was what he expected from the bottom of his heart, that Elsa could live a healthy and happy life.

He desperately tried to control his body, wanting to see his daughter's face more clearly, did she look like Colleen, or himself?

He wanted to put her in his arms, just like he would coax her to sleep more than ten years ago?

Yet there was nothing he could do.

Todd could only watch from the sidelines, unable to change even the slightest bit.

These scenarios are a thing of the past, and now, it's hard to change the past.

...

Elsa walked to the intersection of the busiest street, stopped suddenly, frowned and looked to the side, a row of tall buildings with a dark and narrow entrance.

The confusion on the girl's face became heavier and heavier. She looked at the passers-by around her, but there was no abnormal reaction, and she seemed to hear something, so she couldn't help but turn her ears and listen more carefully.

Todd's heart tensed for a split second as he thought of that day's scene.

"No, don't stop, don't turn, keep going, my good daughter, please, go!"

——

A strange song came out from the narrow alley, comparable to the voice of the siren, ethereal and full of indescribable charm.

Elsa was instantly attracted, even Todd, as a bystander, was addicted to it at this moment.

He turned his head with her, looked at the narrow alley, and walked over involuntarily.

"call--"

"No, go! Go away!" Todd finally woke up, an uncontrollable panic surged in his heart, he desperately shouted in his heart, but he could only watch, Aisha step by step into the darkness .

The dark alley was empty, and the young girl bowed her head and walked to the middle with a dull look like a marionette.

The singing suddenly disappeared...

In the eyes of the two of them, a red light flashed extremely mysteriously, and then a man appeared? A crystal-clear pendant hangs from his neck, but his body and face are shrouded in shadows and blurred.

His mouth wriggled, uttering an obscure incantation.

It seems to be a charity, or an order.

The real murderer, are you the real murderer? !

You bastard, why did you take my Aisha? !

Todd sank into extreme anger, grief, a heart twitching.

But neither body nor soul can move.

The girl was frightened, and took a staggering step back, and then, the man stretched out his finger and hooked in the air.

"aecáemm!"

An invisible force acts on Elsa.

She was gagged.

His face was terrified, and his limbs bowed strangely.

The small body rose into the air and fell to the man's side.

"Boom—"

The spiral airflow drilled out of the void, and a square door appeared out of nowhere.

There was a gust of wind in the alley.

Aisha couldn't help herself, followed the man and stepped into the door.

…

The world swirled, dizziness and darkness overwhelmed Todd.

He was trapped in the darkness of death for an unknown amount of time.

Open your eyes again.

Todd enters another scene.

The dark ceiling, dazzling yellow light, surrounded by a row of long square wooden boxes.

Surrounded by wooden boxes, there are wooden beds covered with white cloth.

He (she) was lying on one of the simple wooden beds, and in front of him stood a strong man wearing a blood-stained dirty apron and a mask. Poke straight at it—

"what--"

"Todd!" The witcher rushed into the bedroom like a gust of wind, pressing the mercenary's shoulder tightly.

The latter sat up with a stiff body from the bed, covered his eyes with sweat, a burst of hoarse sobbing and convulsions, and his chest agitated as if he was about to suffocate.

"Stop screaming, man, it was just a nightmare, you're safe now! Tell me, what did you see?"

He didn't answer, just yelled and roared maniacally, then covered his face and wailed.

"Elsa, my Elsa...she's gone."

He was like an addicted patient who became unable to communicate.

The witcher turned his gaze to Colin Tilly.

The dream-seeker put most of the sweater he had knitted in his hand into the box behind him.

He rubbed his cheeks tiredly.

She also participated in Todd's dream. Seeing everything, her pretty face maintained a horrified expression.

Roy used Axifayin to comfort him, but Lin Tilly came back to his senses and said slowly, with lingering fears,

"I witnessed everything that happened on the day Elsa disappeared. Elsa encountered a man in a narrow alley, probably a warlock, who restrained her with supernatural power and entered the portal together."

"Men? A warlock?"

Roy's face was sinking like water, which was the last thing he wanted to see.

"The dream is mixed with truth and falsehood..." The dreamer took a sip of water, took a few breaths, and analyzed based on past experience, "The murderer's face is blurred, and his specific identity cannot be identified."

The dream-seeker glanced at the mercenary with pity.

Witnessing the last relative, the lovely daughter being taken away, is such a cruel punishment that it is enough to make normal people lose their minds.

Not to mention that strange man.

As soon as she remembered what the man had done, she couldn't help trembling all over, as if a pair of terrifying eyes were looking at her somewhere in the unknown.

"Can't you see at all?" Roy was disappointed.

"Master, wait for me to take a moment to comprehend and comprehend... and keep repeating that dream," Kelin Tilly said uncertainly, "Maybe I can see the murderer's appearance clearly!"

Roy nodded, "Then it's up to you!"

"To receive such a large sum of money from the two of you, if there is no actual effect, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of the Tilly family!" Kelin Tilly shook his head, frowning slightly, trying his best to recall,

"By the way, in his second dream, I saw a man with an apron and a mask, a room full of corpses, and a scalpel! That man was like, like..."

"With apron and mask, scalpel? Is it the coroner?"

Roy remembered what he had seen and heard in Ellander.

"That's right, it's close to ten, that guy is a coroner... He works in the Nuocheng morgue... So Elsa has already..."

Colin Tilly covered her mouth.

"It's too early to tell, but time is running out," Roy said. "Todd and I have to go to the morgue in Novigrad."

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