The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Winter? When, January? February?" The boat outside got closer and closer. Zelin and the dwarf seemed to be chatting on the city street. However, the demon hunter is moving his wrists to adjust the whole body to the best condition as soon as possible. He likes big gambling games. If the people in Novigrad are willing to hold this kind of event every month, then Zelin doesn’t need to run around to make money. Maybe it won’t take long to buy one near the free market. Small manor. Unfortunately, this kind of activity is often terminated for various reasons, such as the war with Nilfgaard.

"February, the sixth day after the full moon. Of course, this is secret news. I have a distant relative who works in the bank of Novigrad, and he told me that it seems that the big game doesn't want certain people to go." The dwarf warrior snorted, "I think you are good, demon hunter. When I return to my hometown to get married, you can come to Fojian to find me, and then we will go together. Those **** don’t want to use the marked cards. Come and lie to me!" The dwarf roared, clenching the handle of the axe in both hands. Zelin bent down and made a gesture, and the orange light of Kunen's seal lit up around his body.

On the bow, a sailor was screaming, but then he was interrupted by a flying arrow

"Elves! It's the Squirrel Party!"

PS: There are two updates tonight, it may be late_(:зゝ∠)_

Chapter 136 The Real Warrior

The rain made the deck wet and slippery, but it also prevented the elves of the Squirrel Party from igniting flames on the arrows. Only a few specially treated arrows wrapped in papyrus soaked with fuel can be ignited and then shot and dragged a short distance. A cargo ship running away with a cumbersome body. The black arrows are mixed with red arrows, like flying firebirds, continuously shooting towards the deck of the cargo ship, so that the guards on the deck can only lower their heads and shrink their bodies to hide behind the ship rails or masts.

Several sailors were hit by arrows in the first round of attack, and most of them hid in time to the lower deck. Linus’s ship is not allowed to carry weapons, otherwise his cargo ship will not only be detained by customs, but will even affect his trading company. Regarding these trading company merchants who have a lot of gold in their hands but no noble blood, their attitudes are the same whether they are the northern countries or the Nilfgaard Empire in the south. They are all trying to manipulate trading companies, like merchants to collect more taxes, and the counterpart is the private confrontation rules in trading companies.

There are many iron rods hidden in the cargo ship that are difficult to define as weapons, although Zelin doubted whether these sailors would use iron rods. But they are facing the Squirrel Party. There is no way to solve the problem by paying a ransom or hiding. At least for Zelin personally, Francesca can't let him help the members of the Squirrel Party.

Before long, the cargo ship seemed to be hit by something, one after another, the small canoe carrying members of the Squirrel Party hit the bow position. Unlike ordinary bandits, their offensive was orderly. There are about three squirrel parties on each small boat. Two small boats gather together. The six squirrel party members are divided into four groups and attack the cargo ship from three directions. They suppressed the guards on the cargo ship with their bows and arrows, and they were almost as professional as the commandos of the Nilfgaards.

"Did you see it!" yelled the veteran with a scar on his face. "It's exactly the same as the fighting style of the men in black! It's all a bunch of **** elves! We should interrupt their spine and throw them at Ya like a dead dog. Go across the Luga River!"

"Shut your mouth! They are going to climb up!"

Someone exclaimed, the first head decorated with squirrel fur emerged from the outside of the boat rail, followed by the second and third. Pauli's reaction was the fastest. He slammed the Squirrel Party assaulter who had climbed up from the stern with his axe handle. Before the elf had even had time to see how many people were on the deck, he felt dizzy in his head. Fall into the river water that has become a bit turbulent due to continuous rain.

Three squirrel gangs are eyeing the demon hunter. Maybe it's because the two swords on him make him look more threatening, or it may be because Zelin hasn't shaved for a while. An old man with a long sword is definitely not a threat, but it will cause trouble. It's better to advance Solve it. But soon they realized that they had made a big mistake.

The elf at the front shook his short sword casually, but was parried by the long sword held by Zelin in one hand, and then he received a sharp punch in the jaw. The squirrel party swayed but it hasn't been knocked down yet. The elves closest to the demon hunter jumped over and tried to attack him from behind, but the sharp blade he slashed only hit the air. Instead, he tripped his foot and knocked to the ground together with the squirrel party covering his eyes. Their third accomplice hesitated when he saw it, but the next moment he saw the demon hunter make a gesture to himself, and then his sight moved outside the cargo ship. The water of the Ponta River that was facing him dropped rapidly, and he was also thrown away. Two teammates who were knocked out came out.

Before long, a thick blood red floated on the water of the Ponta River.

The water ghosts have long known that there is food in the wooden boards floating on the river. Now that nearly ten boards are gathered together, it is difficult not to attract the attention of the surrounding water ghosts. Water ghosts are social creatures, in groups of three to five, and the subtle **** smell can attract them, not to mention that the blood flowing out has already flowed into the river along the periphery of the cargo ship.

This will be a feast for the water ghosts, just like the ghouls foraging outside the battlefield after the war, this is a feast provided by the intelligent race.

At least thirty squirrel parties attacked the cargo ship, and there were only about twenty commandos on board, and all the rest stood on canoes or abandoned merchant ships. Losing the control of the sailors, the cargo ship was led by the current and moved closer to the merchant ship. Obviously, this merchant ship was the trophy of the Squirrel Party before. As for the people inside, perhaps you should ask the water ghosts what their breakfast is. There were many archers standing on the merchant ships. The elves’ archery skills were not as good as the tree spirits. There was still light rain in the sky, but the archers did pose a lot of threats to the guards.

There were only two sailors holding iron-headed clubs and standing with Captain Pete. Most of the sailors didn’t know how to use weapons. The guards didn’t want these rookies to mess with the deck. In the end, Linus found two who could use clubs. Young sailor. They are young, strong, energetic, but inexperienced.

Demon hunters, dwarves, or those human guards are all fighting near the ship rails, under the masts, or wherever they can block them. A young sailor stood on an open area on the deck. Then he shivered suddenly and coughed strangely, then he bent down and fell straight down, with a gray feather arrow stuck in his back. , And then came the second and third, the elves of the Squirrel Party were merciless.

From time to time, the arrows of the guards counterattack, but with little effect. The arrow closest to the archer of the Squirrel Party fell three meters in front of the merchant ship, and those of the Squirrel Party, they can put the arrow upside down on the leather cushion, with their feathers facing up, to support those who are still fighting on the deck at the fastest speed. Elves.

A dwarf Pauly almost guarded the stern, and the demon hunter stood near the mast, trying to protect Captain Pete from being flanked by both sides. He didn't want to think about how to bounce the arrow. To do so, he must first concentrate and focus on the archer, but the surrounding squirrel party did not give him a chance. Those three daredevils taught them a lot, at least they understood that not to deal with the demon hunters one by one, it would be tantamount to queuing to die. Besides, on the battlefield, it makes no sense to bounce an arrow or two.

The dwarf warrior held the battle axe in both hands, and the two-handed axe was swung with one hand by him. The whole person and the battle axe were spinning like a whirlwind. The squirrel party on the back deck all hid away for fear of being caught by the bloodthirsty axe. There were many elves' corpses around, and blood almost soaked the wooden deck.

Suddenly, another squirrel party rushed towards Poly. But this squirrel is short in size. Pauli's tomahawk swayed at him in general, and then Pauli was stunned.

In front of him stood a dwarf wearing a squirrel hat, with a thick black beard neatly combed into two braids and hung over his chest. This was an ancient dwarf decoration. Faced with his own clan, the warriors hesitated, they were all dwarves. He could have chopped the axe into the opponent's head before the opponent could react, but he hesitated.

But the black beard dwarf didn't hesitate, he swung the battle axe forcefully with both hands, and the axe blade fell in an arc with a terrifying cracking sound. Poly didn't even make a sound, and fell heavily to the ground.

"For relatives! For freedom! For the ancient race!" The black beard dwarf shouted excitedly, and the surrounding elves also echoed loudly.

Then came another rain of arrows.

Before the elves had time to retract their open arms, their bodies were filled with arrows.

The surviving sailor dragged the arrowed companion to a safe place. He raised his head and looked out. Then he yelled in excitement. The sound even suppressed the rhythmic roar of the Squirrel Party, although their roar was slowly changing. Into the continuous screams.

"It's Redania's patrol ship!"

PS: Second more. As for what the next world is that someone cares about, if it’s no surprise, it’s the Assassin’s Creed 2 Brotherhood.

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven

The battle was over, and the Redanians arrived in time, although in a sense they were a step late.

From time to time, the dark blue arms were stretched out on the water. The water ghosts were carefully choosing today's food. On the water floated the Squirrel Party and the corpses of a few Redanian soldiers. It's a pity that no one can go to the water to bring their bodies back, and Zelin can't leave the deck with close to ten water ghosts nearby, in fact, whether it is the soldiers of Rydania or the survivors on the cargo ship. , Are trying their best to stay away from that area. If the carcass cannot feed the water ghosts, they are likely to attack the ship. Although the water ghost cannot tear the plank with its claws like the sea witch, it is no easier to deal with the water ghost that climbs up from the sides of the ship's gun than the squirrel party

The light rain stopped temporarily, there was no doctor on the patrol boat, and the injured could only bandage themselves. The corpses regardless of camp, whether they are elves, humans, or dwarves, are all placed on the rear deck.

"Is there anything else I want to say, Poly, I can help you"

Redania’s soldiers are making notes to Captain Pete. They want their superiors to report on the conflict, including the death toll of the Squirrel Party and the death toll of humans. Of course, the dwarf is not counted, he is not a squirrel party, nor is he a human, so no calculation is required

The dwarf warrior breathed hard, subconsciously dodge so that he did not die immediately, but every time he exhales, a lot of bubbles will be blown out of the corner of his mouth. The blackbeard dwarf’s axe scratched his shoulders, abdomen and knees, but the real fatal injuries came from the arrows used by the Redanians to counterattack. These arrows not only hit the elves, but also hit the fallen ones on the ground. Dwarf, one of the arrows shot into his lungs. The Redanians’ explanation for this is—additional casualties. Moreover, Mahakam is nominally subordinate to Tamoria, and they will not be responsible for this.

The dwarf's injury is too serious, even with the mildest potion, it is estimated that his body will not be able to survive the first stage of the violent reaction. The demon hunter can only do the simplest things

Seeing the demon hunter, the dwarf’s gradually hollow eyes lighted up again.

"Hunter... Demon hunter, here" Pauli said with difficulty, bending his fingers toward the left pocket of his jacket. The axe crossed the right side, but the clothes on the left side were also stained red by the spurting blood. "Take it, take it"

A card stained red with blood

"Big game... I was cheated... cheated away, two years... gift money..."

"You were deceived in the big gambling game to prepare for the wedding gold for two years, right" the blood-stained card could hardly see what was painted on it, and the blood stains blurred the picture. Obviously, such inferior quality is faked by some people, and the price is cheap, but it will not appear in formal gambling. Only ordinary citizens or farmers who cannot afford cards will use these things to chat and enjoy themselves.

"Scott... Scott Edmund. Shameless liar... Big game, winter... Help me beat him, expose him, prove me, Fagan's Poly, prove my innocence, prove..." Dwarf Repeated "Be careful, he and the big bet are together...yes...yes..." The dwarf's hands began to stiffen

"No one can beat me, and no one can cheat in front of me." Zelin firmly grasped Pauli's rough and **** palm. The dwarf sighed as if there were no more blood bubbles coming out of his lips.

Zelin closed his eyes, he didn't think about anything. The noise of Redania soldiers, the groans of the wounded, and the crying of mercenaries. The veteran from Sutton Hill also died in this conflict. Before he died, he killed four squirrel parties in a row, but he could not escape the dark arrow of the elves. The demon hunter closed his eyes, those voices, this conflict, is getting farther and farther away from him, becoming more and more ethereal, nothingness, close to his ears, but far away.

He heard a rustle, the demon hunter opened his eyes and turned his head.

A woman, with bare feet, wearing a plain linen dress, without any dress on her face, but no luxurious rhetoric can describe her noble temperament, the simplest linen skirt on her, to the Queen of Leiria Mei Wei's Chinese clothes were worse than they were. Zelin looked at her, but there was no way to raise the suspicion that such a woman appeared on the cargo ship.

"This is not a good place"

The demon hunter was sitting next to the dwarf’s corpse, his body covered by a light gray cloak

"There are no flowers here." She raised her cold pupils and stared at the demon hunter with her blue eyes. Zelin noticed that the woman’s skin had no traces of tanning. The skin was extremely fair, and the bare skin seemed to be emitting a slight golden light. "People will bring flowers to me, and I hope I can bring them peace."

The woman walked to the demon hunter. She squatted down and brushed her white fingers across the blood-stained deck. Among the dark red blood stains, she appeared unusually conspicuous, unusually bright, and she did not know when she was white again. The fog blocked the river, the land on both sides, and even the soldiers and sailors at the bow. Zelin only saw himself, the dwarf, and the strange beautiful woman.

"Who are you?" Zelin spoke slowly

The corner of the woman’s mouth raised a warm smile, so warm, the demon hunter only felt a deep coolness

"Do you really know me?"

Zelin's eyes were aching, and he rubbed his forehead. Yes, he knows, he has known for a long time, this woman, she has been with the demon hunter and never left

"I think I know you, it's a great honor, ma'am." Zelin's voice was mixed with a hint of helplessness. "People say that you follow me, follow me, follow me like a shadow."

"We have known each other for a long time. When your body became fragmented in the trial of the grass, we met each other," the woman shook her head and said softly. She took the dwarf's hand, and Pauly closed her eyes, her face was as peaceful as she was sleeping. "You rarely look back at me. When I take your friends away, you will lower your head. You don't want to see me, do you"