The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Ten days ago? Zelin seemed to grasp something "day or night ten days ago?"

Facing Zelin's questioning, the girl did not think, but blurted out "In the night."

"Is it a full moon at that time?" Ze Lin continued to ask.

"Yes, full moon, moonlight is very bright. Even at night, you can see the road outside."

"And it was snowing?"

Hearing Zelin’s questioning, the girl’s tone was a little surprised, but she answered his question truthfully, "Yes, the snow is very big. At that time, my best knight Lancelot reported that he saw something unusual. I was worried whether there was an evil magician at work, so I left the castle to check it out."

"The weather was very cold at the time, and the ground even soon formed a layer of ice." Zelin asked a little bit according to the memory in his mind. "The temperature is cold as if it is about to freeze your blood. Every breath you exhale has just left. The corners of your mouth will freeze into icy scum, and more importantly, the snowflakes in the sky are no longer pure white, but pale yellow."

The girl could no longer suppress her surprise. She stood up abruptly, and under the shadow of her hood, a pair of emerald-green pupils stared straight at Zelin, "Why do you know?! Could it be that I am here because..."

"You are not the first person to see it, and you will not be the last." Zelin also stood up, stretched out his index finger to his mouth to signal the girl to calm down, he slowly narrated the ancient legend "their appearance" It is a harbinger of death and doom. It also heralds war. They are wild hunting. Some ancient books of the elves record that they are the Ain-El elves of another world, with the ability to open the door of the world, for their own purposes And hunting aboriginal people in different worlds. Huh, a group of energy with the appearance of a ghost? I won’t believe it unless I see their faces under the armor." Zelin’s disdainful laugh showed his attitude towards ancient books, and he bent down. , So that the girl’s line of sight can be leveled up with the girl "I think they have found a new hunting target, Altria."

"You mean, the organization called Wild Hunt... is hunting me. It is because of them that I will leave Britain and reach this land?" the girl asked puzzledly.

"No, you are not the target of wild hunting, Altria, I have seen wild hunting before, although it is only a glimpse from a distance." Zelin shook his head and waved the girl to sit down and calm down. He has seen too many people who have become mad because of horrible things he cannot explain. Some people can’t even describe what happened to him. He doesn’t want the girl in front of him to become suspicious and suspicious because of the possibility of wild hunting. , Is the most powerful enemy "Believe me, if you are the target of the wild hunt, you will never get here safely, I think you should have been magical when the navigator of the wild hunt was guiding the wild hunting black ship through the world I got involved. Anyway, relax. Tomorrow, you take me to the place where you first arrived in this land. I might find useful clues, and maybe I can help you go back..."

Compared with other demon hunters, wild hunting is the most important threat to demon hunters. The purpose of the demon hunter's appearance was to protect the world, and the threat of wild hunting to this world far exceeds that of ordinary monsters.

Zelin reached out and lifted the girl's hood. I saw that the girl had shoulder-length blond hair, and the turquoise pupils were filled with unwilling eyes. Seeing her eyes, Ze Lin knew that his worries should be unnecessary. It may be caused by the unfamiliar environment these few days. There is a trace of fatigue on the pretty face without makeup, which is pitiful. "Take a good rest tonight, victims of wild hunting, don’t worry, no one will be with you tonight. Attacking you when you are sleeping, I will watch it here. "Zelin's sight shifts, the girl's hair is a bit disheveled, and the top one of the bright golden hair is raised high, which is especially obvious. "Look at your hair. It's messed up."

As he said, Zelin stretched out his fingers and pressed down on the girl's curled hair.

Chapter VI Heroes

In the early morning of the next day, the first ray of sunlight sprinkled on the ground through the lush branches and leaves, and the shadows of the branches made the ground decorated with spots. Although the light couldn't shine through the corner of the hole, the bird's song among the tree sprouts clearly passed into Zelin's ears, and he slowly sat up, clutching his dizzy forehead. Half-opened eyes swept around, the bonfire in the cave was still sparking, and the blurry vision made him feel like a hangover, although he hadn't experienced it for a long time. Alcohol numbs his nerves. He doesn't want to encounter enemies when he is drunk. Likewise, he doesn't want to get drunk in a town tavern and make certain mistakes.

He looked around, and finally behind him, the young girl was holding a sword in both hands, and the figure sitting tightly caught in his eyes. She took off her cloak, allowing Zelin to see the attire under her cloak. The bright silver armor protects the front abdomen and back. In order to adapt to the female body line, the front armor is slightly curved at the chest, and the armor has a dark pattern on the abdomen. Zelin guessed that this should be some kind of emblem or decoration. Just as the knight would imprint the emblem on the shield, the nobles generally value the family crest, which deepened the credibility of what the girl said last night.

There is a blue dress inside the armor, and the skirt of the lower body extends to the calf, exposing the iron boots on the feet. Both sides of the skirt are covered with layers of armor, which can provide proper protection without restricting the girl's movement. This armor is obviously specially designed for girls. It is an armor that has both practicality and admiration. Its designer must be a good master craftsman. The one who can do this is probably the only one that Zelin has seen. The master blacksmith Hattori of Grey City can do it.

Seeing Zelin waking up, the girl nodded to meet Zelin’s gaze, and patted her hands with iron gloves. The threat is still there, and I am worried that they will launch an attack while I am away."

"I want to leave too. Those villagers should wait anxiously." Zelin took a deep breath, and the cool air poured into his lungs to make him awake a lot, at least not because he couldn't see the road in front of him. "But he is leaving. Before, can you tell me what happened last night? I don’t remember that I drank, but I smelled the champion of Vizima.” Zelin rubbed the tip of his nose, and the cool breeze poured in from the mouth of the cave but deep in the cave The smell of alcohol lingers. If Zelin’s memory is correct, there is a bottle of champion wine in his package. It was last month that he played cards in the tavern and attracted many people to watch. The boss thanked him for bringing it to himself. The proceeds gave him several bottles of fine wine. In the end, Zelin only accepted Dwarf Spirits and Vizima Champion, the former can be used as raw materials for alchemy potions, and the latter was purely the preference of a Tamorian.

Facing Zelin’s suspicious look, the girl’s pretty face showed a slight blush, she stubbornly said, "I accidentally knocked the bottle over last night, yes, that’s it, and the wine spilled out." ."

"But why did I fall asleep? I remember I was going to watch the night yesterday." Zelin knelt down and opened the package. The bottles and cans inside were neatly lined up. Only the place where the corpse eater oil was put was It was empty, but what Zelin cared about was that the food package beside the potion package was obviously deflated. Smelling the roasted chicken legs, Zelin returned his gaze back to Altria. At this time, he noticed that a little oil stain remained on the corner of the girl's mouth under the reflection of the campfire.

Unexpectedly, when the girl heard Zelin’s question, her face turned red. Zelin couldn’t help but check her clothes. Fortunately, they were all neat. It was impossible to make a mistake because of being drunk last night. "You, you are, uh," , I fell asleep after drinking, um, your alcohol consumption is too bad, you need to exercise."

"Really..." Zelin scratched the back of his head strangely. The food should have been eaten by the girl, but Zelin didn't blame her. Originally, he planned to separate some food for the girl. After all, he suddenly came to a place in life. In unfamiliar places, being able to see friendly faces and some hot food helps her put her guard down. Zelin wanted to investigate Wild Hunt. The first-hand source of intelligence was only a girl. If she was wary of Zelin and would not tell him about this, the investigation would be impossible.

But if Zelin would fall asleep because of a drink, he wouldn't believe it. Demon hunters generally drink better than ordinary people. After all, many potions are mixed with dwarf spirits as a neutralizer, and their body mutates to provide them with various resistances, not only against viruses, but also alcohol. It would be impossible to get Zelin drunk without a big barrel of spirits. Fruit wines like Vizima Champions were all treated as desserts after drinking potions.

"Yes." The girl nodded, but she didn't have the momentum of last night, making Zelin laugh dumbly. This is the first time he has seen such a person who is not good at lying. In another world, Britain has such a king. Is it a good thing or a bad thing?

Before leaving the cave, Zelin scattered anti-magic dust in the cave. These violet particles can hinder the transmission of magical energy in the air. The spell shackles that are now used specifically to deal with criminal mages were mixed with this when they were crafted. This kind of material, the anti-magic blow-up used by the demon hunter is also packed with many such particles. It can prevent this cave from becoming a nest of evil spirits and fog demon in a short time. Creatures such as griffon beasts, werewolves, gorefiends will not like to stay in caves full of anti-magical dust, at least in the particles. Before the effect disappears, nearby villages will not be harassed by monsters.

Back to the village, Zelin found the village elder Xiji in the nearby fields. This nearly half-hundred-year-old farmer was facing two young soldiers and a tax collector, begging in a low manner. There was no one around, the villagers. Hiding far away, a few young and strong young men were not convinced and wanted to go over and cheer up the elder, and then they were dragged by the nearby old people. If they come forward, they are likely to be regarded as opposing the king. Even if they do not have such an idea, they will probably be taken out of every five people to hang on the side of the road in the name of defending the king’s authority. No one wants to see their neighbourhood. Neighbors have encountered such an unsuspecting disaster out of thin air

Let Altria put on the cloak and stay behind the crowd, her face is likely to be out of touch. Such fair skin is only available to the Nilfgaards in the south, and the countries in the north have been preaching to their people the idea of ​​hating the empire. As long as the girl shows her face, it is inevitable that there will be a few drunk and patriotic. Zhe' rushed to find her trouble, and by the way showed her bravery to other ladies like a **** in heat. Zelin asked her to hang the sword outside the cloak. As long as other people could see the weapon in her hand, no one would make trouble, especially the gems inlaid on the hilt. Only the nobles would inlay gold and silver on the weapon. Even if someone is asking for trouble, they will weigh how many catties they have before that.

"Your tax for this month is 700 krona. Today is the last day. All must be turned in." Pushing away the crowd, Zelin heard the arrogant drake of the tax collector yelling, "Your majesty is generous." , You have been allowed to postpone payment for seven days. This month is about to pass. In the name of the great defender, His Majesty Vizmir, if you don’t turn in again, you will be punished by labor in the sacred Kingdom of Rydonia."

"Yes, but my lord, we just paid a full 20 bags of grain tax at the beginning of this month..." Xiji bent down hard and said tremblingly. This farmer is much taller than the tax official, and he has to bend his waist deeply to prevent the tax collector from looking up at him.

"It will be His Majesty's birthday soon, and all His Majesty's people in the kingdom must hand in their birthday gifts. Are you not willing to bless your Majesty!" the tax collector pressed. This hat made Xiji shiver in his legs. As long as he dared to say half a word here, the village he was in would be surrounded by soldiers tonight. Maybe the whole village would be pulled out of the mass grave.

"What happened here?" Zelin walked between the tax collector and Xiji, and asked Xiji.

Seeing Zelin appeared, the tax collector frowned and looked at him up and down. When he saw the griffon emblem under Zelin's neck, he subconsciously took a step back, and then he thought of the soldiers standing behind, but these can only be dealt with. It is not known how much confidence a soldier who can show his brave posture as a civilian can provide him. In order to conceal his momentary timidity, he straightened his waist, but in Zelin's eyes he just made his beer belly more obvious.

"Demon hunter, this is an official matter of the Kingdom of Rydonia, and it has nothing to do with you." The tax collector shouted, "Don't try to interfere with the Rydnia people!"

"Oh~ well, I won't interfere." Zelin shrugged, stretched out his index finger and drew a triangle in mid-air, and then covered it on the tax collector's forehead. "Now, apologize to this old gentleman, be polite, and then The village tax will be covered by the rebate you eat from other taxes, and you should go."

"Well, I, uh, I'm sorry." The tax collector suddenly turned uncharacteristically and lowered his head to Siki in a daze. The whole person instantly swayed like drunk, and walked away staggeringly. The two guards Although his soldiers were puzzled, when the tax collector left, they could only give Zelin a warning look, and then quickly followed. As the only spiritual seal of the five major seals of the demon hunter, the seal of Akxi has a wide range of applications. Zelin has used the seal more than once to deal with those who cannot be reasoned but cannot be solved with a steel sword.

"Okay, now the trouble is leaving." Looking at the tax collector's leaving figure, Zelin turned to look at Siji, but the fear in Siji's eyes made him stunned. The next moment Zelin understood that he was scared. , Not afraid of the tax collector, but afraid of Zelin. No matter how fierce the tax collector is, he is a human, and only a human. But Zelin is different. His essence is no different from those mutated monsters. Zelin can use the Seal of Acxi on the tax collector, or use it on anyone else, including Sigi.

Zelin won't say much about this. He has already taken it off. "There will be no more monsters to harass you during this time. The commission is completed."

"Thank you, thank you, Master." Makoto Nishiji lowered his head in trepidation. "But you can see that our money has been taken away by the king's men. I'm afraid it's already..."

"I don't want your money, just keep it," Zelin said lightly. After that, he took a deep breath and turned to leave the unique wheat fragrance in the wheat field to dilute his last trace of sleepiness. "Good luck."

The demon hunters walked towards the crowd, and the people around automatically gave up a path. The villagers did not say a word, thanked or cursed them. What Zelin did just now did not make them feel that this is someone who can protect them from monsters. Hunters, they just realized again that the person in front of them was a monster whose power completely surpassed them. No matter how powerful it is, even the king is no different from the villagers in essence. He is a human being who will grow old, sick and die. Zelin is different. Since he passed the trial of the grass and survived, he has never been different anymore. Only when playing Gwent, these people will forget his identity and get along with him like ordinary people.

Zelin didn't care about them anymore, he was no longer needed here, and the villagers could no longer be willing to play Gwent cards with him. In Zelin's eyes, there was no point in staying where there were no cards. He waved to Altria, motioning her to follow him. Altria looked at the villagers with dark green eyes, and didn't seem to understand why they would have such an attitude towards Zelin. Meeting the girl's puzzled eyes, Zelin just smiled.

The Demon Hunter is not a hero, and never was.

Chapter 7: It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to use cards

The Ponta River, like the Yaruja River to the south, originates from the Blue Mountains, and merges into the sea near Oxenford and Novigrad to the west. It was these two rivers that formed the broad plains in the northern region. Many villages were built along the river. The city of freedom, Novigrad, located at the estuary of the Ponta River, is precisely because of its natural topographical advantages. It is blessed in trade to become the most prosperous city in the north, independent from the Kingdom of Redania. As one of the most important rivers in the two northern borders, the Ponta River, which flows through the four countries, has also become the natural boundary of the northern borders. To the south of the river are Tamoria and Aden, and to the north are Redania and Kodwin respectively.

After two days of travel, Zelin and the girl finally arrived at a place less than 20 kilometers away from the Ponta River. It is estimated that before dark, they found a hotel where they could stay in the village on the other side of the river, and asked the surrounding villagers about the location of the bridge crossing the river. More importantly, he can find people who are willing to play cards with him in the tavern. For the past two days, he and the girls have been on the road without stopping. There is no time to find a village to rest and find some guys with spare money to play cards. Make some change while passing the card addiction. The only person who can play cards with him is the girl herself. But the girl is always thinking about things about the country, playing with him at most two or three games every day, but for Zelin at this time, it can only be said that ‘I just entered the state, you are over’.

As for the country, Zelin can only say that the lord of Tamoria has a lot of hero cards, and the lord of Ridania likes to win by number. The Squirrel Party and the monster deck are their first choices. As for The nobles of Nilfgard, they will use conspiracy and trickery to win, but in comparison, Zelin has always disliked playing cards with dwarves, especially drunk dwarves. They not only can play cards, but also lose. After the card was dropped, Zelin was about to win the card game more than once when the dwarf on the opposite side suddenly shouted that his wife was about to give birth, his son was sick, the family caught fire, and then he ran away.

Also, the more crucial point is that the food stored in Zelin's backpack is almost exhausted...

Originally, the amount of food required by the demon hunter was not much, and Zelin would not use food to occupy too much space in the package. After removing the necessary water and fruit wine to relieve stress, the remaining area was almost filled with high-energy food, such as Beef jerky, roasted chicken drumsticks and the like. But after Altria and Zelin went with him, Zelin found that he had to start thinking about food supply. This girl is really...too edible...Zelin dare to say that the food the girl consumes every day is comparable to the supply of a regular army patrol team.

"Thank you very much for your hospitality these days. Your great kindness is unforgettable." Altria bowed solemnly to Zelin. "When I return to Britain, I will repay you well. , In the name of a knight, swear that such delicious food is simply a gift from heaven."

"If you can temporarily put down the drumsticks in your hands when you are talking, I think your words will be more credible." Zelin squinted at the girl who followed him, but the girl didn't put her eyes on him. Instead, he stared at the roasted chicken leg in his hand, and then took a bite. Zelin has not understood the girl’s taste for the past two days. He obviously just sprinkled some salt and spices on the roasted chicken legs. This chicken leg is only worth eight crowns in the tavern, and it may be possible in the country tavern. It's a bit more expensive but it's impossible to exceed twelve crowns.

"The food should be eaten as soon as possible before it deteriorates." The girl started to explain to Zelin with a serious face. Knights of the Round Table, the fighting time exceeded my expectations. After the battle was over, all the meat was spoiled and wasted. It was a shame. In the end, we won the battle but we had to go back hungry."

"Is that why you ate all my meat in two days..." Zelin sighed while holding his forehead. He found a high **** and looked into the distance. In his field of vision, there is an endless green grassland, which extends beyond the horizon. This is the most famous plain in the north, and it is also the most famous granary. Countless villages are located here, providing a large amount of food for their kingdoms, and controlling the kingdoms of Rydania and Temaria, which produce grains. They have become the two most powerful kingdoms in the north. Among them, in the kingdom of Tamoria, the Marquis of La Varede, who controls the south of the Ponta River, used his own geographical advantage to compete with Fortes of Vigima. The king bargained on various issues, and even had a tendency to resist courtesy.

But as a Tamorian, Zelin can make it clear that if the Marquis de la Valetti intends to rebel, he will be **** and sent to Foltest in no more than a month. Before Wang's eyes-----no one would support him except his soldiers.

The grasslands are dotted with hills of varying heights. These hills are covered with low shrubs or filled with cultivated farmland. In the distance, Zelin can see some farmhouses, which indicates that there must be a village in that direction. Of course, Zelin would not think that the village was very close to him. According to his experience, when he saw the high mountains on the horizon in the morning, he might not be able to run to the foot of the mountain when the sun was about to go down in the evening. Visually, it was about three hours from him to the village.

"This is really a beautiful land, I think of my hometown." The girl walked to Zelin and said with emotion. I have to say that as long as the girl leaves things related to eating, her behavior is quite in line with a noble knight. I really don't know why a good girl is so obsessed with food.

"Yes, it's beautiful." Zelin nodded, and the golden beast eyes swept across the foreground from left to right. "If the lonely ghoul 50 meters from the front left can be excluded, it will be about a hundred in front of you. The corpse lying there...oh well, there is also a griffon beast."

As soon as Zelin's words fell, an adult griffon beast rose into the air not far away, with a horse's corpse still held on its paws. As Zelin looked at it, the griffon beast's small eyes swept towards Zelin. The place where the girl and the girl were, seemed to be full, the beast screamed twice, and flew into the distance without looking back.

Originally, griffins only lived on high mountains and mixed animals, where they hunted marmots and goats. It stands to reason that it should not overlap with humans. But later, as the scope of human activities expanded, griffin beasts discovered a larger and easier prey-cattle, sheep, and their owners. So this half-eagle, half-lion creature has changed from a rare species to the number one pest of northern farmers in just a few years. The most hated subspecies are the royal griffin and the great griffin. Zelin also had to face the royal griffon beast carefully.