The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The Aries monster wailed, and the sudden flame caught her off guard. The flames of alcohol on the ground were not enough to block the footsteps of these monsters, but the continuous release of Igni's seal forcibly caused a pool of flames on the ground. Rise to a height of more than two meters. The flame licked her legs and back, and the beautiful white feathers on it became charred, and the flammable hairs burned the surrounding feathers after sticking to the flame. If it weren't for the small range of the flame, The monster can jump away with just one step, otherwise this trap will give Zelin more advantages

"I have burned almost all the alcoholic beverages, which are worth at least one hundred Oren. There is also the Dwarf Spirit that can be used as an alchemy potion, and it can be exchanged for at least 130 good Oren coins, not bad. "Falling bottle" Zelin muttered with his head down. While the monster was paying attention to the flames on his body, he reached into the cloth bag with one hand and pulled out the herbal bags that were strung together by hemp rope. Then with a wave of his hand, the cloth bag rolled down the steps. Anyway, there are not many glass bottles left. Most of the rest is bread and bacon, plus straw as a buffer. Instead of carrying the cloth bag on your shoulders, it’s safer to throw it away.

"Then I, a fool, will throw precious herbs into the fire like rubbish." Although Zelin complained, the movements in his hands did not slow down at all. Many herbs were thrown into the flames. The flames seemed to be cheered up by these precious things, but the burning time of alcohol cannot be compared with wood in any way. Ignifayin accelerates this process even though there are new ones. The firewood, but the flame is not as violent as it was at the beginning. In short, Zelin doesn’t have much time, not much at all.

"But no one will pay me for this, not a single silver coin." The injury on his leg made him lose the opportunity to pursue it after the flame broke out. This was an uncontrollable accident. Zelin felt the pain from his leg. He quickly adjusted his body so that his whole body movements could adapt to the injured left leg as much as possible, hoping that the next battle would ensure the coordination of the body and would not fall in one jump.

"But the story says that there are at least three thousand Oren waiting for me, but where should I go to get my pay?" After finishing his work, Zelin threw the last few bags of herbs to the other few in the church. In the position, the Aries monster also recovered from the flames like tarsus maggots. I saw her originally beautiful and supple feathers turned black, and the licking of flames was not something that would make people comfortable, especially the lower body and arms. It is estimated that she tried to extinguish these flames with the palm of her hand to cause this result. Her right hand is tightly guarding the things in her palm, her left paw is on the ground, her expression seems a bit distorted, she also seems to feel pain, unlike some cursed monsters, injury will only make them more crazy

Zelin paced cautiously. He couldn't continue to back up. There was a ladder behind him. If he walked down, the monster could easily attack him from top to bottom. If you are not planning to introduce monsters into traps, it is best not to show weakness easily, especially when you are at a disadvantage. This sentence was heard when he was an apprentice, and he always remembered it

Quickly making an arc, Zelin retreated to the inside of the cathedral against the wall. He walked cautiously, trying not to let his footsteps become unnatural. The monster seemed to want to prevent him from escaping. Just when the demon hunter started to move, she quickly moved to the entrance of the stairs and blocked the most obvious escape route. Soon, they returned to the starting situation, but the two changed. Position, turned into a monster at the door and Zelin stood in front of the icon

I quickly scanned the surroundings, and the place where the liquid was sprinkled was shining in the reflection of the moon. I don't know when, the struggling sunset on the West Mountain finally sank below the horizon, giving up the position of the sky to the pale moon. Zelin couldn't help being surprised at this. This battle is definitely not a silent duel between two people in a corner. Just the attack of the agent monster just now is enough to make anyone outside who pass the cathedral hear clearly. But the battle lasted for such a long time, but no priest or even a passerby came in to check the situation, and considering the agent of the healing church in front of him who turned into a monster, Zelin couldn’t help but feel an unknown premonition in his heart.

On the night of hunting, is Church Town really a safe place.... He has too many doubts. The more he sees, the doubts are not reduced, but more, but in order to solve the puzzles, he must first ensure Survive by yourself

Zelin stood in front of her, but Aries did not continue to attack. Instead, he stood up, folded his hands and lowered his head. The monster's head seemed to be muttering something. Soon, a warm, gentle light came with the hands that the monster embraced. Lights up for the center. When the light appeared, Zelin immediately realized what the light could do-the burns on the monsters disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, replaced by healthy, ruddy new skin, starting from the back, to The abdomen, skin, and feathers are growing rapidly, as if they have been unleashed. However, the light finally failed to spread to her legs, and an anti-magical dust bomb hit her forehead, and the impact of the explosion made her lean back.

"Damn it, I don't want to increase the difficulty anymore. There is no mention in the story that monsters can be magical..."

Zelin's words were interrupted by the monster's pounce

Once again, the demon hunter rolled away from under the monster, and when the monster turned his head, the flame covered her sight again. When she planned to bypass the flames as before, push the prey to the corner and then smash it with giant claws, she found that her legs were a little out of control. Immediately afterwards, another flame rose from the right side of the monster, accompanied by pungent black smoke, her legs unable to support her weight forced her to lie on the ground. Then, another flame rose from the left, and surrounded her with the icon behind the monster

As for the Demon Hunter, he was sitting cross-legged not far from Amelia across the flames, pouring a bottle of potion into his mouth.

"Aconite grass, silkworm flowers, mixed together can drive away evil spirits, burning black smoke will produce toxic substances when it comes into contact with blood, thanks to your witchcraft can not heal the sword wound on the leg." Zelin wiped away the residue in the corner of his mouth. Potions, there is no water in his hand for him to rinse his mouth, the kettle and the cloth bag are lying together at the church gate under the stairs. He took a sip, as if to explain to Amelia, and as if to say to himself, "White honey is as effective as always, as always suffering, thanks to you, I will also drink a little potion to prevent it from being released. When you arrive, you will also put yourself down." The demon hunter’s body has a strong resistance to poison, but just in case, he has to make various preparations.

After a period of summary, Zelin noticed that as long as she keeps a distance from the opponent, she will definitely jump on it directly. That's why he keeps going around in circles, looking for opportunities to keep himself away from her, but also to stand where Amelia stood just now, because that position is exactly the trap he set up in advance.

As for the flame at the door, Zelin did not intend to defeat the opponent with this flame alone, even if she had a lot of dry hair on her body, his real purpose was to infect the cut cut on Amelia’s leg. As long as after a period of exercise, it is estimated that when the opponent plunges into the trap, it is the time when the toxin occurs.

After all, the witcher is not a warlock, it’s too whimsical to block monsters like a wall of fire.

Looking at the monster being surrounded by the burning smoke of gorse, hazel, and juniper, Zelin sighed and put the potion back into the small leather bag on his waist. After the flame goes out, if he is lucky, he can see a girl who is no different from ordinary people. She may be covered with soot and will have two ugly scars on her legs. It is because the toxin has become purple and swollen, but she will be human. . If he is unlucky, he will reap a weak monster, a monster that can only be burned to death with the Seal of Igni, and the monster whose head is cut off by a silver sword.

"Will it be good luck..."

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Chapter 81 Liberation

The flames gradually extinguished, and after the comforting firelight disappeared, the cold moonlight once again assumed its dominant position. The pungent smell lingers in the silent cathedral. Zelin is holding a sword, and his legs are tied with a cloth strip that is relatively clean after washing with water. Even a demon hunter would not want to encounter it. Wound infections. There are no medicines, potions or spells that can cure bacterial infections. The only way is to completely remove them and drink potions that accelerate the recovery of the body or receive magical treatment. Some herbs can also achieve the same effect, but very slowly Many patients will die of various complications before the drugs are effective. There are no warlocks here, and no herbs to gather. Zelin doesn’t want to be in trouble.

As for Amelia, he already knows the result

The girl didn't look good at this time, the skin on her body was red and black, the red areas should be the redness of abrasions and burns, and the black areas were blackened by smoke and dust. The body is as petite as the chest, and it seems very young. Her long hair was spread to the waist, beautiful and shiny silver, but the tips of her hair were curled by the heat, and it looked abnormally chaotic. The demon hunter knelt down beside the girl. The white robe on her body had long been shattered due to deformation, and her body was naked, but this allowed Zelin to see the scars on her body more clearly.

Amelia’s lips were white, and there was a deep or shallow wound on her lower jaw. It should have been the silver sword left by Zelin’s first blow. There were also some scars left by burns on her upper body, thanks to her just in the fight. She has used magic that seems to have a healing effect on herself, otherwise Zelin is worried about whether she will die of traumatic infection before waking up. However, compared with the sword wounds on her legs, this scar was not a wound at all. The wound on the leg is deep. If it is not for the scorched muscles in the wound, it is estimated that the bones can be seen. It is difficult to heal. Maybe it needs amputation. Perhaps the doctor of the healing church can help their bishop.

Zelin took off his gloves and put the sword where he could use it at any time. He took Amelia's right hand away from his chest and placed it in a lying position, which was good for breathing. By the way, he also saw what the other party had been protecting---a golden disc with metallic luster. Although she was in a coma, the girl's right hand still held it tightly, but Zelin did not check the disc, he had more important things to do

The demon hunter carefully lifted the opponent's lips to check it

The teeth are normal, they look like humans, not the sharp teeth of monsters. Open your mouth, the tongue inside is also exactly the same as a human

Letting go, Zelin bent over to look at her spread left hand. There is a lot of dirt in the nails, broken and full of blood. Zelin has not been hit by her claws, but the blood stains are not too old. Maybe the famous hapless guy has entered the cathedral again. As for his fate, it is estimated that you can find a mutilated corpse if you look around.

But this is a normal human hand, nothing more normal

Looks like... succeeded?

Sighing, he lifted the silver sword and walked towards the church gate. The cloth bag was still lying there quietly. Zelin picked it up, untied the hemp rope that tied the mouth of the cloth bag and looked inward. The food on the left is no problem, and the same is true for the potion and sword oil on the right. He breathed a sigh of relief. Although a lot of herbs have been thrown away, and no spirits are left, as long as the finished product is still there, it won’t be a bitter fight anymore. It’s okay to save a little bit for the rest of the time, especially food. The demon hunter is right. There are doubts about the safety of food here, especially in this place where the veterinary disease is raging.

When he walked back, Amelia had gradually opened her eyes, her divergent eyes gradually focused to the only figure nearby. She opened her mouth slightly and looked at him like this, and Zelin ignored the female bishop's gaze, kneeled on the ground, placed a half-broken wine bottle in front of him, and carefully dropped it into it. A few drops of white honey potion

"I thought...you would relieve me..."

Amelia's voice was as ethereal as she had said before, but it was filled with despair, not a holy ethereal, but a look of unlovable birth. Zelin didn't speak, he took the potion bottle back to his waist, and then took out the kettle to pour water into the broken bottle, and it was able to fill some water, which was enough to dilute the potion. He doesn’t have an empty bottle now, he can only use broken bottles

"...There is no hope... this night will never go.... There is nothing..." Amelia whispered, Zelin still ignored her. In the end, the female agent seemed to feel sleepy, and her voice grew more and more. The smaller. It didn’t take long for Zelin to complete the preparation in his hands, holding the broken bottle and facing the girl, trying to prevent the liquid from flowing out.

"Do you really want to die"

"..."

This time I changed to Amelia and was silent

"Listen, liberate, I have a deeper understanding of this word than you. If you look like a monster after the flame goes out, I will kill you without hesitation, but you are not" Zelin put the bottle in Ah Melia at hand "People like to imagine and create monsters. They will make up many false monsters. For example, dwarves are evil creatures born from the dark, goblins are monsters that can steal human children, but those who can solve it have to. Kill him and comfort myself by saying that I am liberating him, liberating him, and doing good deeds. Do you know why this is so"

Amelia stared at him with confused eyes

"Because that can make them look less terrible. When they are so drunk, they deceive, steal things, beat their wives, starve old ladies, and chop down foxes trapped in traps with an axe. Or in order to earn a few gold coins and shoot the last unicorn with random arrows, or sell their most beloved person for 20 silver coins. They would rather believe that compared with themselves, Moura, who haunts the house early in the morning, The goblins who lead lost children out of trouble in the mist are far more terrifying. This can make them feel more comfortable in their hearts and make their lives easier."

Amelia's gaze moved to the silver sword beside Zelin. Under the moonlight, the sword body reflected a cold and pure light. It was clearly a weapon for murder, but it was more holy than the idol.

"I am not a master of medicine from Orsonford College, nor an apprentice of a herbalist. The teachers taught me all the skills of killing people and monsters. How to deal with beasts, how to deal with structures, how to deal with cursed creatures, how to deal with corpse-eating creatures, How to deal with humans who want to kill you. The plague is not the range that I can deal with. I don’t know the process of veterinary disease mutation, but I saw your transformation." Zelin took a deep breath, he seemed to be right. Amelia explained that it seemed to be warning herself, "There are some monsters that I can’t kill. Those monsters that don’t cause harm to humans and the cursed ones that can be saved... If I see ugly looks, they don’t look like If it’s a human creature, just cut it down with a single sword, so what is the difference between me and a monster"

Amelia's sight finally stopped on Zelin's hand. This is a palm with many wrinkles. The fingers have many calluses due to holding the sword for a long time. Now, the hand holding the sword is holding a bottle of potion.

"After drinking this, it can remove toxins from the blood. I don't know if it is effective for you, but I can be sure that these amounts will not kill you. I control it well."

"...I know, I will drink"

Amelia seemed to sigh, hesitant to talk

"What's the matter?"

"Please help me find a piece of clothing, whether it is a large enough fabric, I'm so cold"

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Chapter 82 The Family

The pure white silk gloves became a little dull as the sweat on the forehead was constantly wiped off. Yusevka rubbed the corners of his sore eyes and stretched.

It was late at night, and the moonlight was shining into the aisle through the window on the second floor of the clinic. The remaining patients leaned against the wall of the aisle and fell asleep. Everyone was far apart. The fright during the day made them tired, sleepy, constantly doubting each other, tired and thirsty, and their spirits were almost on the verge of collapse. The female doctor had to comfort them and encourage them, calm them down, tell them, and make them believe in themselves. No veterinary disease plague, no need to worry about a new crisis

Yusevka used very professional language to describe the symptoms before the outbreak of veterinary disease to the patients. He talked about the conditions that the patients did not have. It was determined that those circumscribed professional terms could build trust in the patients' hearts. Just to let them let go of their suspicious mentality. A high degree of tension is not conducive to their physical health. As for whether what she said is correct, Yusefka herself is not sure, but this is the clinic. She is the only doctor. If even she appears confused and unreliable, then who else can others rely on? What

The female doctor sat with her legs close together behind the wooden door on the second floor. The book her sister gave her as a gift was placed on a robe with flat thighs. On the wooden floor beside him, more than a dozen envelopes were neatly placed together. The corners of the letter have become curled up due to repeated reading. This is the letter sent by my sister to Yousefka. Whenever a tiring day is over, she will take out the gift and the letter in the evening and read it carefully. Although separated from her sister, only reading these letters, especially The longing in Cerfka's heart can alleviate a little.

In the daytime, in front of patients and visitors, she is a strong, professional doctor, gentle intellectual, polite and kind Yusefka, but at night, when alone, she is just a lonely person, a weak person. , A person who misses his loved ones. Sister, this is her only relative, the closest sister in the world. Tonight is the night of hunting. She could not spend this terrible night with her sister, and could not comfort each other. Only by looking at these past letters and gifts can she feel that her sister is actually by her side and comforted in her ears. She is a very weak sister who has to be strong and strong

‘Sister, Father Elvis finally allowed me to write to you today. It’s great, to tell you the good news. I passed the test that the priest gave me. Sister, you may not believe it. The test is too difficult. Unfortunately, I can't describe it to you in detail. Sister Josephine said she would check all the letters. She said we must learn to keep secrets. You will forgive me, right. Thanks to our experience of walking through the outer forest of Yanan with my father, otherwise I would not be able to stay in Mission Town to continue learning knowledge and go to Ahagul as a helper. In fact, I also want to go to Ahagul, kindly The priest said that his father’s body was taken to Yahagul for burial. I would like to worship my father and tell him that we are living well now and don’t worry about us.

Also, the bishop of Amelia met us at the cathedral this afternoon. It's the bishop! Sister, you must really want to see her too. When I see Sister Josephine in the evening, I will ask her, when will I be able to return to Yanan once, and then our sisters must have a good chat.’

The first letter is a bit old, with almost all four corners rolled up. It can be seen that it was sent a long time ago and was brought to the clinic by a priest wearing a mask. At that time, Yusevka was not The doctor in charge of the clinic, this clinic is also called Dolores Clinic. About three years ago, Doctor Dolores was recalled by the church, and the name of the house outside the clinic was changed to Yousefka. It's a pity that Yusevka has never seen that beloved teacher until now.