The Journey of the Demon Hunter

It’s hard to talk about familiarity, but he does know who the other party is

Looking at the light green figure with a cloth bag hanging on his shoulders, and ringing the bell on the fence, Zelin narrowed his eyes and leaned in calmly.

At this time, more than a dozen men in commoners and red eagles embroidered on the pier were flocking to the pier area. They were holding weapons, iron-headed clubs and daggers, and daggers pinned to their waists. They were stained with alcohol and looked drunk on their clothes. He kept chanting the Tritog family's tribute. Pedestrians on the side of the road dodged, looking at them from a distance. The well-dressed people frowned and turned their sights on the guards who were patrolling, hoping that the guards could stop the dangerous group of people, but these soldiers were very Tacitly turn to other places to patrol

Soon, these swaying, but very clear-eyed crowds poured into the pier. They were sloppy, but they always moved on to an accurate goal, such as a fortress made of wood standing in a canal.

Chapter 145 Questions of Principle

"Miss Xia Ni, why are you here now? It's only morning."

"Do you still want me to come at night or at night? There are too many people here during the day." Looking through the window like inside a house, a slim figure in a green cloak is looming. "If anyone knows what I bring to you, I Will be thrown out of the academy. Let's end it as soon as possible. These things total forty crowns. Are you ready?"

"Of course, Miss Xia Ni, I will get the money now."

Then came the sound of walking upstairs, as well as Xia Ni pacing by the window, looking out cautiously from time to time, but after all, she was just a young human. The demon hunter next to the fishing boat that has not left the port, but the eyes of the demon hunter can clearly see the green jacket under the cloak.

The fishing boat is about 30 meters away from the wooden house, but not many people will pay attention to what is near a broken boat. On the contrary, on the bank of the river, any disturbance will cause a riot. The old quack was very cunning. He pulled the suspension bridge up again. If someone tried to force over the suspension bridge, he would definitely draw attention inside.

"Miss Xia Ni, what you brought this time is a little bit small."

"I can't move the college warehouse to you" is Xia Ni's voice. "My adoptive father is almost unable to pay the tuition fees. If it goes too far, someone will notice it. When will they change the warehouse key? , Then I have to quit school. Tuition is getting more and more expensive and everything is rising. Now listen up, let me tell you what diseases these medicines can cure. My tutor often says, red vs. red, yellow vs. yellow, With white dialogue, everything will be fine. As long as you can remember what kind of medicine to prescribe to which kind of patient, their disease will be cured."

Zelin shook his head and returned his gaze to the puddle of mud in front of him.

You can smell the wine from the fisherman from a long distance away, and it is still the worst spirit. This fisherman is different from the other fishermen. The others untied the chains early, pulled the anchors, and went fishing out of the port hoping to get a good harvest, but he still stayed at the pier and took a sip of cheap spirits. Fill your mouth. His clothes are the same as his fishing boats. They are in tatters and have not been cleaned for a long time. The different shades of oil stains the clothes into patterns, just like the spots of rust on the fishing boat. People will worry about it when they look at it. The next moment it sinks into the water, the smell of fish and garbage will be together, like a garbage dump behind an alley. The demon hunter called him several times before he focused his eyes, then stood up and turned his back to Zelin, and greeted the road sign.

"Oh, buddy, do you want a bottle early in the morning? I'll come when you treat me."

"The road sign won't drink with you, I'm behind you."

"Of course I know! I can see you even if you turn your back to" the fisherman murmured, then turned his head to the fence on Zelin's left hand, "Did you bring the wine? Still want to buy fish?"

With a sigh, Zelin gave up the idea of ​​correcting the fisherman who was photographing the fence. "Is this your boat?" He pointed to the trash can floating on the water. If you don't plan to go out fishing, I hope I can borrow it. . "

"Don't go fishing? How could it be possible!" The fisherman shouted as if he was insulted. How can you insult someone's innocence out of thin air!"

"Well, I guess when you get to noon, you will think,'Take another sip, take another sip, and I will go fishing after this noon.'" Zelin recalled when he first started playing cards, "Wait until the afternoon. , Isn’t there still night. Take another sip, take another sip, and I’ll go fishing’” He glanced at the wine bottle on the ground, “I guess you threw all the money you earned here.”

"Don't talk nonsense, don't take a good rest, don't have a good drink, how can you have the energy to go fishing" The fisherman waved his hand and filled the empty bottle into his mouth. Of course he didn't drink anything.

"You can continue drinking here. I want to borrow your boat. How about, when you wake up, your boat will not be less, the only thing is the **** on the boat." Zelin glanced at Melman's house, no Unexpected situation.

"No, definitely not, just not" shouted the fisherman. "My boat is for fish, not for people."

"Now it's the garbage-filled" Zelin Dao appears" and you are on it."

"Don't even think about it, this is the principle!" The fisherman shook his fist. "Leting outsiders into the fishing boat will bring bad luck. It will leave the owner of the fishing boat with nothing. When he goes out to sea, he will encounter heavy rain and the fishing nets will have holes. Even if there is a flood now, and my old mother is waving to me in the middle of the river, don’t want me to give up the principle, you understand! The principle!"

Zelin thoughtfully looked at the leather bag pinned to the fisherman's waist. According to experience, this is the leather bag that stores the cards. It stands to reason that the profession of fisherman cannot afford a full set of cards, but there are not a few people who find themselves throwing something after playing cards in the tavern. So he took out ten Oren gold coins, stacked them on the box on the right hand side, and then took out five Krona gold coins, thought about it, and found some Tallinn silver coins. The fisherman looked at these coins and licked his lips, so he sobered up most of the time.

Zelin looked at the coins and then at the fisherman who was hesitating.

"Principle" he nodded. "We should respect the principle." The demon hunter stretched out his hand to the coin, but the fisherman stretched out his hand first.

"Perhaps you are the only one who will not offend the goddess Meritelli."

"Meritelli is the goddess who manages conception and childbirth."

"Follow him, but you can go on board, but I won't give you the key to the chain." The fisherman counted the coins in his hand.

"When did we say?" The fishing boat can only stay where it is unless the chain that locks the boat is unlocked.

"I'm drunk! But I just remember!"

"Okay, in that case" Zelin sighed. "I see you have cards at your waist to play. Well, time is not waiting for anyone. Let's just do it. Everyone draws ten cards and the one with the highest points wins. Just now Three times the money, and you only need to press the money up." Zelin took out his deck and shook it, then shook his pocket, indicating that he has more coins. "You draw three times. I draw once, how about you compare me with the one with the highest points?"

When he saw greed illuminating the fisherman's face completely, the demon hunter had no expression on his face, but he was already smiling.

A few minutes later, all Zelin had to do was to take all the money back and unlock the chain with the key. The fishing boat can still be used. Although the smell on it made him want to change one, there were no other fishing boats in the port. Other fishermen had gone out to work long ago, so he had to do so.

Use a fishing boat to quietly go around the back of the wooden house, passing by like an ordinary fisherman, without arousing any suspicion. Zelin had no doubt that if he changed his clothes and put down his weapons, no one would doubt whether he was a fisherman or a demon hunter unless he saw his eyes.

Demon hunters have long developed the habit of observing their surroundings, whether in the forest wilderness or in the alleys of the city, but even if Zelin is not a demon hunter, it is difficult for a group of people shouting compliments to suddenly appear on the bank of the river. Not attracting his attention, especially when the group of people was flocking to Melman's house, and the old quack pulled the suspension bridge up in a panic.

Milo's students are still inside.

Chapter 146 Allegiance

The sparkling Boone River was lying softly under the fishing boat. The dilapidated fishing boat made a creaking sound, and the fixed place between the wooden oars and the hull had long been cracked. It can be seen that the life of this boat is much longer than Zelin expected, just like the wharf in disrepair. The fence is the same. The bow of the fishing boat separates the river water from the living waste floating on the river.

In fact, when the Boone River passes through Tritog and Osenfurt and is about to converge with the Ponta River into the Novigrad region, it cannot be called a river at all, rather it is a soap bubble and food that falls on it. A mixture of oil, excrement and dead mice. More and more people don't dare to take water from the river anymore. For the past few days, Milo said that the college's purified water is selling well.

The fishing boats separated the beach mixture, with yellow leaves, leftovers from the past autumn. No need for the demon hunter's hearing, Zelin could hear the noise on the shore, and many people began to gather nearby. Everyone could tell that something was wrong here and something was about to happen. The blacksmith stopped the hammer in his hand and leaned against the door. The weavers slowed down their work, and the residents living near the pier poked their heads out of the windows on the second floor. The women hurriedly found their children, without saying a word, pulling the children into their arms or Home.

"This group of despicable and shameless little people, haven't they had enough?"

The noise was inevitably heard by Merman, who was hiding in the wooden house, and the crossbow that had left many people lying on the bed came out again. But after looking out the window, he retracted his head again. This time the old quack realized that he was in trouble. It was definitely not a small trouble. "Miss Xia Ni, you should find a way to leave as soon as possible. Don't let other people see it. I still expect to make money from the medicine you sell me. Here, go out from this window and hide behind the house."

"Master Melman, how many people did you provoke?" The college student shook his head in disbelief.

"Don't worry, stinky girl. I have to make money if I want to live, just like if you want to continue to go to school, you have to sell Shun's medicine. We can't live without money, but the money in the world is all that I make. If someone can't make money, someone will naturally hate me" Melman said lightly.

"How should you let me out? There is water all around."

"My good doctor! Aren't you a college student? If you are clever, think of a solution yourself."

The people outside started clamoring, they started throwing stones at Merman’s house from a long distance away, explaining to the nearby onlookers why they did it, because right in front of them, in this abominable wooden house, hiding greed. Nilfgaard gold, a man who serves the Empire. While the soldiers on Sutton Hill fought against the men in black, these greedy guys stayed in a safe place and colluded with the imperial people.

Listening to the sound from the river bank, Zelin rowed the boat behind the wooden house on the water. Most of the people were attracted by the sounds on the shore. When they realized that these people did not come to the pier to make trouble, at least not to the civilians, many people who were free began to watch. Their attention was focused on this group of people, and from time to time there was a good voice or two. Someone did notice what the demon hunter was doing, and Zelin knew who was looking at him.

The light gray owl, a peculiar owl that was still active during the day, flapped its wings and slowly landed on the fence of the demon hunter's fishing boat. It quivered its feathers habitually, and the griffon emblem buzzed.

The demon hunter sighed, of course he knew what was going on with this owl.

Philippa Ahart, a very attractive woman, is also an important member of the Warlock Council, and the court mage trusted by King Vezmir. She is a very talented sorcerer and one of the few masters who is proficient in polymorphic art. Although she seems to be only thirty years old, her actual age may be three hundred years old.

Although she is very beautiful, there is no doubt that she is more troublesome, and Zelin really doesn't want to have any intersection with such a female warlock. Now, this owl landed on the boat, staring at the demon hunter with motionless eyes. It was only an owl, not a sorcerer nor an adviser to the king, so Zelin took her as an owl, walked over and stepped on. The rear platform of Melman's house. The platform of this floating house is very narrow, but the demon hunter can still find a foothold.

The owl's gaze followed him all the time.

"Don't you have any other suspension bridges or boats?"

"How could I have the money to do these things, Miss Xia, you should go quickly." The quack doctor paced back and forth anxiously.

"This old quack is right, Xia Ni, let's go, Milo is very worried about you"

"Devil hunter?" The medical student looked at Zelin who turned over from the back of the house in amazement. The light gray owl fell on the window edge and stared at the inside of the house. "Why are you here?"