The Divine Hunter

time flies.

The orange sun slipped quietly from the center of the sky to the west.

The arguing and arguing in the dilapidated dwelling, the rustling of the nib rubbing against the rough walls gradually subsided.

The red-faced witchers summed up the four tenets of the Brotherhood—

Unity, mutual assistance, equality and development.

And six iron laws that must never be broken, punishing everything from confinement to death—

1. Do not betray the fraternity and its members

2. Prohibit active evil

3. Fair and just

4. Do not participate in politics without the permission of the Brotherhood

5. Obey collective arrangements

6. Prohibition of internal gang formation

(Added later.)

...

"Guys, it's time to talk about specific arrangements." Roy said, "Our primary task is to develop together. If we want to develop, people are indispensable. Where do people come from?"

"According to the original plan, we will build an orphanage together with the collector Olof Beard, one of the three giants of No City."

"You select children who meet the requirements, train them as mentors, and then conduct the witcher trial!"

"So the next top priority is to get in touch with collectors, choose a suitable address, and make the orphanage run smoothly!"

"Collector? The leader of one of the three major gangs in Nuocheng?" Geralt shook his head and said, "In my superficial knowledge, butchers with hands full of blood have no such kindness, they are willing to invest a lot in charity. A sum of money, definitely don’t have any plans.”

Lambert and Escal also had doubts in their eyes.

"The three of you don't know anything," the owl stood up suddenly and explained, "Collectors are not ordinary people..."

Five minutes later, the wolf faction, who understood the cause and effect, was almost stunned.

Geralt was completely amazed,

"Establish an alchemy laboratory under the Eternal Fire base camp, let the shapeshifter replace the gang leader, and carry out in-depth cooperation with him."

"Thinking of what people can't think of, you guys are really geniuses!" Lambert said excitedly, his eyes flashing, "I like it!"

"We have repeatedly confirmed when the group of wooden people who instructed collectors in swordsmanship, he, like most shapeshifters, has kindness hidden in his nature, because he was an orphan, and he has deep sympathy for poor children without parents and mothers. "It's a pity that I was hunted down by the eternal fire in the past, and I can't protect myself, let alone help the children."

"This time is different from the past. The shape-shifting monster has become a big man who stomps on the city of Nuocheng and is about to have an earthquake. With numerous industries and strong financial resources, he has a certain right to speak in all aspects of Nuocheng."

"He's exactly what we want! Start an orphanage to take in poor children without parents and provide them with a shelter until they can earn a living on their own."

"The biggest purpose is to keep children away from deranged human traffickers!"

The witcher nodded.

From Skellige to this vast continent, the slave smuggling business has been banned repeatedly.

"Lesso, Roy... During the month you went to Kyle Mohan, the collectors have selected three houses as alternative addresses for the orphanage. Just waiting for you to come back and make the final decision."

A hint of admiration flashed through the grey-green pupils of the owl, "And the collector promised me in person that he would provide 80% of the funds to build the orphanage and maintain its daily operations."

Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

Financial pressure is greatly eased.

"But he has the conditions, he asked to have an interview with us." Owl said, "If there is no accident, it has something to do with the orphans he will receive in the future. He has heard a little about the training of witchers, and he is worried that we will mess up and hurt the group of children. "

"How about visiting the collectors together tomorrow?" Oakes suggested, "If the orphanage is to be established, it will require a lot of manpower, and everyone must do their best!"

The arrangements for tomorrow are tentatively set.

...

"Development can't just expand from the outside, relying only on orphanages, at least half a year before someone can pass the test, the efficiency is too slow. 'Unity' must also be put on the agenda." Lambert said, "We win over stray hunters from all over the world. Demons, no matter what school they are, as long as they are willing to negotiate and pass the character test... they are eligible to join the Brotherhood!"

"And I happen to know someone, Aiden from the Cat School!" Lambert couldn't wait to say, "I have worked with him several times... We have a great relationship, and he is a good man who keeps his principles and can be trusted!"

"I can go to the old place at any time and wait for him to come to the door, or leave a password and let him meet in Nuocheng."

The wolf hunter was full of anticipation.

Kaiyan and Owl looked at each other, "Aiden, I have a little impression, a child with black hair and green eyes, he was less than fifteen years old at the time... Maybe in his fifties this year?"

"But I remember very clearly that he was not swayed by crazy emotions and was worth pulling."

"Lambert, I've never seen you so caring about a person." Oakes teased, "Is she your old concubine?"

"If he were a woman, you should have come to the wedding!" said Lambert proudly.

"Everyone, since we've talked about this, it's better to open up the conversation," Leto said solemnly, "Which witchers do you know? Those who can be contacted are trustworthy. Try to let them join in and strengthen the foundation of the Brotherhood!"

"Every experienced witcher can at least take charge of several apprentices."

"This is vital to the Brotherhood!"

"If I remember correctly, the old man knows the exact location of Griffin Academy Kyle Siren... somewhere in the kingdoms of Keville and Bovis." Escal thought for a while, then said frankly, "When he arrives at Noor Cheng, can we contact the Griffin through him?"

"There is no doubt that the Griffin faction is absolutely qualified to join the Witcher Brotherhood. They regard chivalry as a matter of course." Geralt continued, "It is more conservative than our wolf faction, but unfortunately, their style is too decent. There are few members left, and it has declined more than other academies."

"Well, Aiden, the cat hunter, the witcher from Griffin Academy..." Roy summed it up, recorded it on the cowhide manual with a quill, and glanced at everyone, "Any other clues? "

"Except today, I haven't seen a witcher other than the wolf faction in more than ten years," Escal shook his head.

"I've been locked up for so many years," Kayane said regretfully. "There's nothing I can do."

The owl was silent.

"We met a guy in Vizima," Serrit glanced at the three of the wolf faction. "The former member of the wolf faction, the current free mercenary, Belengar..."

"Berengar is still alive!?" The members of the wolf faction looked at each other with a hint of happiness and joy between their eyebrows, "When did you see him? How is he doing?"

"About half a year ago, we asked him to create a few pieces of school equipment. He is a genuine blacksmith master, only in the field of forging, stronger than Master Vesemir." Serrit sighed,

"It's barely a day, and I usually live on commissions. I maintain the neutrality principle of the wolf faction and never kill innocent people."

"We made an invitation when we left Vizima, but he decisively refused. He revealed to us that he wanted the mutant body after the grass trial to return to normal and be able to have children."

"That's why he hates Kyle Morhan who has converted himself into a witcher."

The owl smiled disdainfully.

Another delusional person.

The enjoyment of longevity and superhuman strength deserves a price.

This guy is too naive.

Kaiyan felt the same way and couldn't help nodding. His biggest wish now was to restore his normal appearance.

"The forging genius of the Wolf School, but in the end he betrayed the school unswervingly, even ten horses couldn't pull it back." Geralt said to himself with a stunned expression, "Berengar has no idea at all. "

Escal and Lambert lowered their heads, recalling their past with Belengar.

"Three, you have been with him for decades, right? Are you sure you can convince him? Or Vesemir?"

The three shook their heads in unison.

"Unless I pick up a jar of Dijing from the river again and make a wish for him."

Geralt narrowed his eyes, and a trace of regret flashed across his pale cheeks.

Once he had the opportunity to realize three wishes, but wasted two of them in a foolish way.

The last one created a feeling that is unforgettable, intertwined with pain and joy, because of the sperm's brain.

...

So Roy ranked Berengar's name last, which meant that it was the most difficult to win over.

"So at this stage, the known witchers who are suitable for introduction into the Brotherhood are here: Aiden the Cat, the Griffin witcher of Kyle Siren, Belengar of Vizima..." Roy pondered,

"When the preliminary work of the orphanage is completed, the Brotherhood will immediately send someone to contact the lobby."

"Roy, be smart. There are more than three witchers. Let's put up a notice on the notice board in No City! Make up a commission and wait for the witcher to find him." Oaks made a suggestion, " This bustling city has a huge flow of people, and in a few months, other guys should be able to deliver it to your door!"

...

After founding an orphanage and uniting the old witchers.

The third issue was raised.

"Roy, you promised in Kyle Morhan that while cultivating apprentices, you should improve the mutation formula and reduce the mortality rate of the grass trial," Escal asked, "The size of the alchemy laboratory of the Witcher Brotherhood is not large. Little, where is the resident mage?"

Several pairs of eyes turned around.

Some are nervous, some wink at him teasingly.

Without the assistance of mages, this start-up organization is no different from the previous school.

doomed to fail to develop.

"Don't worry everyone," Roy held his head high and walked around the rectangular table, raising his chin slightly, pretending to be calm and confident, "I have several candidates in my mind, Warlock, Alchemist, Druid... One by one, they are suddenly drawn over. If you don't believe me, ask the owl."

"Frius has seen the sorceress and made a contract with her. Soon, she will preside over the grass trial for the cat's little apprentice Karl!"

The owl nodded heavily.

Only then did the wolf faction dispel the doubts in the bottom of his heart a little, and at the same time he had expectations.

This owl's apprentice will probably be the first newcomer to pass the grass trial after the establishment of the Brotherhood.

My heart is inexplicably excited and excited.

I haven't seen a successful trial in a long time.

The Wolf Pie desperately needs an encouragement to affirm their choice!

"And Geralt, don't just talk about me," Roy turned the conversation around, causing trouble, "I think you can try Yennefer in sleeping clothes and let him join the Brotherhood. If I remember correctly, she Should she be a royal advisor in Vangerburg, the capital of Aedirn, right now? If she comes to Noah as a resident mage, the two of you will be able to stay together for a long time."

"Ahem..." Bai Lang waved his hands in embarrassment and explained, "I broke up with Yennefer for many years, and we haven't been in touch for a long time. She doesn't owe me anything. Because of the unpleasant experience before separation, she is more Might hate me, hate me. I'm going to beg her, it's just the opposite."

Roy rubbed his chin.

This pair of happy friends, separated and reunited, and finally reunited, they regarded Ciri as a daughter, and played a huge role as a link.

Now that Ciri is missing, it is probably more difficult for this tangled arrogant man to convince Yennefer than to defeat a high-level vampire.

"Forget it, I'll talk about Yennefer later."

Dark Jin's pupils swept across the audience one by one,

"Today, we established the Brotherhood's purpose, rules, and short-term goals."

"Then the Witcher Brotherhood is officially established!"

Roy grabbed it in the air and took out a bottle of white wine produced in the suburbs of Nuocheng, which came from the dance hall.

Fill the glass in front of everyone.

"Toast everyone, for today's important day, the beginning of everything!"

"Wait!" Serrit suddenly complied, "Boy, you overlooked a huge problem."

"Our organization has been established, and the members are equal to each other as brothers, but among the several brothers, there is also the eldest one."

Serrit exclaimed,

"We need a leader! He doesn't necessarily ask for every detail."

"But he must guide the future direction of the Brotherhood!"

"Schedule a future job!"

"Avoid insurmountable risks!"

"When the result cannot be discussed internally, he will make the final decision!"

"Lead the Brotherhood on the right path to glory!"

Amber pupils swept across the crowd one by one, and Serrit said, "One of us, who is the most suitable, what do you think?"

"Come to the internal competition and decide the leader with strength?" Oaks was eager to try.

Serrit glared at the guy immediately.

Geralt objected, "Since the Brotherhood has been established, the leader should not be judged alone."

"Big fists don't necessarily mean good brains," Lambert rarely agrees. "I think voting is the most appropriate."

"Seconded!"

"But I have a small opinion," Lambert pursed his lips. "The number of people in each school will have a huge impact on the results."

The four of the Snake faction looked at each other.

Lambert is clearly talking about them.

"Man, this kind of thinking of yours has violated Article 6," Owl said meaningfully. "Internal gangs will affect voting."

"Without selfishness, naturally there is no need to worry."

"We swear by the reputation of the school and the Witcher Brotherhood... We will never be influenced by selfishness and choose the most suitable leader..." Leto took a deep breath. The Snake Sect had the largest number of people present, and he thought it was necessary to explain.

Kaiyan said something a little cruel, "We didn't discuss it before. When the Brotherhood enters a stage of steady development, the division of schools will be gradually abolished, and all witchers will be unified."

"There is no need to care about which school has more people than others."

Geralt patted Lambert on the shoulder, and Escal also looked at him,

"You don't need any oath, just vote like this, one person, one vote."

"I fully trust you all..." Geralt showed a calm smile, "Otherwise, he would not have come to Nuocheng!"

Lambert no longer objected.

...

ten minutes later.

Count all votes

The final result is in.

Most witchers laughed.

Except for one.

"Are you serious?" Roy blushed and looked nervous for the first time, "Why me?!"

Everyone except himself voted for him!

"Little devil, why do we get together as a group, don't you understand?" Lesso said with relief.

Everyone's eyes flashed with brilliance.

Yes, this young and youngest member is the most cohesive!

"Who told you to have the ability to predict the future?" Lambert was angry and funny. "Besides your prophet, who else is suitable for this position?"

"But we're not here to listen to your orders!" said the vulture bluntly, and Kayan nodded beside him. "You can only make general directions!"

"And if you decide to make a mistake?" Oakes giggled, "must be punished!"

"Then let me raise a glass!" Geralt stood up suddenly, holding up the crystal wine, "To the Witcher Brotherhood!"

Escal raised his glass high, and the light of the setting sun poured into the window illuminated faces that were slightly flushed with excitement.

The crowd shouted in unison!

"To the Witcher Brotherhood!"

"To Roy!"

"To Roy!"

Young people are messy in the wind.

At the same time, my heart is full of pride!

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