The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Just as he was making the mark, there was a sound of horseshoes from far to near. He looked in the direction of the sound, and saw two men riding fast horses, coming from the south along the road towards his location. Although both of them are wearing strange cloak costumes, it can be seen that their appearance is almost the same as the humans in the world where the demon hunter is.

This made Ze Lin breathe a sigh of relief, very good, everyone is human, and there is no need to cover up. This means that Zelin can go to nearby residential areas, and if their common currency is also gold, it would be better.

He quietly threw away the sharp stones. Anything that can be used as a weapon can cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Hi! Uncle, slow down, someone is on the road." Riding on the right, the man who sounded about thirty or forty years old shouted to the man on the left.

"Be careful, Ezio, the agents of the Poggia family are everywhere." Another man, who sounds like he is in his fifties, whispered a warning to the person he called Ezio, but his voice was very low. Can't escape the ears of the demon hunter.

In just two sentences, Zelin can already analyze two clues. Bogya family, spy. Obviously, there is a force called the Pokia family that controls the nearby area. I don’t know how far it is from here, but it certainly doesn’t include the location of the portal, otherwise they would not say to throw away the spy, but Warning here has not left the scope of the hostile forces. The two people in front of them seemed to be enemies of the forces known as the Pokia family.

A power, and another group of people who are hostile to it.

"Uncle, it's only two hours away from Monteriggioni, and he seems to need help."

"Well, be careful, the eyes and ears of the Knights Templar and the Pogia family are all over Italy." Some elderly men nodded in agreement, and Zelin noticed that he subconsciously tightened his right arm, perhaps there was a fatal hidden under the sleeve of his right hand. Weapons.

The Knights Templar has a new term. Zelin quickly recalled anything related to the Knights in his mind, such as the White Rose Knights he was most familiar with. You can get the title of knight by depositing a few hundred coins in the bank account of the Knights. So the knights were crowded with upstarts and flamboyant young people.

"Are you okay?" Relatively a little younger, the man called Ezio urged the horse to walk towards the demon hunter. "Your face is not very good, do you need help?"

Another man urged the horse to walk to Zelin's left side, which was a great attack position. The two swords of the demon hunter were wrapped in cloth strips. If he wanted to pull something out of his back, he had to start from the left with his right hand. Any disturbance could allow the man to attack Zelin first.

These two men are skilled fighters, at least one of them is.

"It's an honor to see the virtue of helping others and having fun." Zelin nodded. "Yes, as you can see, my horse is gone. I am rushing to the nearest town, hoping to buy a horse. Rest your aching feet."

He regretted why he didn't bring rapeseed. If he had a horse, he wouldn't have to carry a heavy cloth bag all day long. Of course, there is also an understanding of such a culture, and whether there may be traces of wild hunting, although the possibility of the latter is very slim.

His gaze moved to the man on the left, and he returned to his original position after only two seconds. Two seconds is not offensive, but it is enough for the demon hunter to judge whether his words make the opponent hostile. He doesn't want to conflict with others, but he doesn't want to ignore the danger. "If you are going to a nearby town, would you let me walk with you? I am grateful." The demon hunter found out what he felt most polite. Sometimes the first impression is extremely important, at least, it will not make others hostile to you. This is the conclusion he reached after some lessons.

Hearing Zelin's words, the two men looked at each other, and the man on the left spoke.

"You don't look like an Italian, otherwise I would have long wondered if you are a crappy spy." He laughed. "Anyone knows that you can reach Monteriggioni soon along this road, although Monterey Giuni is not like Rome, but it’s okay to give travelers a break and drink. We can drop in. Come on, what’s your name? Traveler, where is your hometown?"

"Mahakam, a small place in the mountains. People call me Zelin. I have already gone a long way." The demon hunter sighed

"Very well, I didn't see a lie on your face."

"Of course I didn't lie, I did go a long way."

PS: Second more....

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Three

"You mean my eyes? Oh~ It has a lot of background. When I was ten years old, for some reason, I almost died. Although I recovered later, I still have such sequelae. Fortunately, I can still Seeing things, not blind."

"Fortunately for you, it is definitely not a small disease to make your eyes become such a disease."

"Well, it is true, my luck has always been good."

The Monteriggioni mentioned by the two populations is indeed not far from the location where the portal appeared. Zelin met them at noon, and when it was about 3 pm, Monteriggioni's low wall appeared on the distant horizon. It is almost the same as the city in Zelin's mind. At least it is not a huge and terrifying city like Yanan. There are no towering buildings. The city wall is about ten meters high. The only thing higher than the city wall is the building that resembles a watchtower. The city gate is open, there are no signs of war, people will not be interrogated when entering and leaving, and there are no signs of tension on people's faces.

But this city is a bit special. From the first glance of Zelin, it is not a city built for the purpose of residential status. Rather, it is more like a castle. Expanding a manor with many residents living around it, and then building a city wall outside, it can almost be described, because there are really few residents inside, and there are no villages around, but there are many soldiers, just what Zelin saw There are nearly fifty soldiers who look like soldiers. It is worth noting that they are not wearing iron armor, and some of them are just symbolically wrapped around deadly places such as chests.

Demon hunters believe that this place can be regarded as a noble territory, castle, and a small number of residents and a large number of soldiers living in the castle.

The journey went smoothly. They occasionally asked Zelin a few questions, such as his strange eyes, but most of the time the demon hunter stayed with them about thirty paces behind them. No matter how good the ears are, it is difficult for a person with a 30-step distance to hear the two people's whispered conversation, or what they think.

"...Then Minerva told me about the Apocalypse. She told me of a catastrophe that happened a long time ago, and also said that this disaster will happen again in the future." The first one to talk to Zelin, it seems Men who are willing to help others have been telling strange stories that the demon hunters can't understand, and there are too many unique terms that are not clear. The Pope, the Spaniard, the Vatican, the Golden Apple, there are too many things he doesn't understand, but one thing is clear, the older man, who Ezio called Uncle Mario, complained about why Ezio didn’t personally. Kill Rodriguez, the man who was crowned the Pope.

Pope? What is that? Golden apple? Apple made of gold? What is that again?

Zelin shook his head. Perhaps this is just a code name, just like many female sorcerers will take a new name for themselves after they have completed their studies, symbolizing a complete cut from the past, or the same as the murderer who recently haunted Aden’s codenamed professor, no one will be true Think of him as a professor at Osenfurt College, that's just a code name

"But that's a long time from now, right" Mario shrugged. "Then we don't need to worry now. From now on, we have to deal with more than one Rodriguez, his son Caesar Pogia. It's not a good thing to be with her daughter Lucretia Pokia."

"Yes." Ezio responded and shrugged. "But how much more trouble will we have in this way?" He paused. "I hope this will end as soon as possible. Is it that bad?"

Caesar Pokia, Lucretia Pokia. Zelin shook his head, it is estimated that Ezio was called the leader of the Pokia family. Are they family hatred? Or is it a confrontation between gangs? When the Demon Hunter entered the Southern Nilfgaard Empire for the first time in his life, he understood the power of being a gang. The governors of the empire provinces, where the order can be delivered depends entirely on how long the messenger will be shot or hacked to death after leaving the castle, and the words of those gangs are even as effective as the local barons in the local villages.

Fighting, there are fights everywhere, it seems that he has not encountered a war period, which is good. War will keep people away from their hometowns, avoid disasters, land is not cultivated, food is scarce, and prices are soaring. He may face all kinds of troubles. Refugees, deserters, thieves, everything represents trouble and danger, no matter it is Gold is still a bite of bread in your pocket. In some cases, bread is even more precious than gold, just like during the **** Fuka turmoil that swept the northern countries.

Suddenly, a thunderous sound came from the direction of the city wall, which awakened Zelin who was in deep thought. It wasn't just the Demon Hunter who was surprised, Ezio in front also pulled out his sword and tightened the reins, which made Zelin's heart tighten.

Under attack?

Seeing the unconcealed look on Ezio's face, Zelin's eyes quickly swept around. Although he heard the sound of an attack, he did not hear the noise and smoke of the battle near the city wall. Does a warlock exist in this world? Apart from the trebuchet and the fireball technique of the warlock, what else could cause such a sound? If there are warlocks, or other people who can use supernatural powers, will they notice the portal?

Zelin knew nothing about the world and had to be cautious.

But two seconds later, when the demon hunter’s sight stayed on Mario’s smiling face, he breathed out slowly again.

"Look at you." Seeing his nephew panicked, Mario couldn't help laughing when he was about to rush to Monteriggioni to fight the enemy. "This is just training. We renovated the city's munitions reserve , And replaced the latest cannon. Now we are training every day, don’t you know?"

Cannon? That deafening sound was made by a weapon called a cannon? Zelin continued to pay attention to the conversation between the two in front of him. He needs to understand the weapons of this world. Yanan's machine gun brings him the latest crossbow. Perhaps this world can also gain something.

"But they are shooting at us..."

"Don't worry" Mario smiled again. "Those guys need to practice their eyesight, but they won't shoot at their leader!" The man who seemed to be the leader of Monteriggioni tightened the reins and turned to the demon hunter. "No Scare you, traveler"

Zelin shook his head.

"You should see it, if your eyes are really okay" Mario continued. "This is Monteriggioni. You can go to the city to take a rest. If you want to buy a horse, Frederick at the gate of the city It's the horseman here, he will sell you horses."

"Thank you" Zelin nodded. The other party has shown enough kindness, and he should also show kindness. "I will only stay in this beautiful town for one night, and I will leave the next morning."

"I hope you can get enough rest." The leader nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at his nephew. "Come on, Ezio, there are still many people who want to see you."

Ezio nodded friendly to Zelin, then rode into the city gate with his uncle.

Chapter 154: Monteriggioni

"Mr. Frederick, I want to buy a horse."

Following Mario's prompts, Zelin saw this young man at the door, with his waist slightly bent. Frederick is carefully wiping the body of a bay red horse. In the stables, several seemingly sturdy horses are lowering their heads and eating the fodder prepared in front of them.

"Buy a horse?"

Frederick raised his muddy eyes and looked up and down at the strangely dressed demon hunter. Zelin felt that he had to change his clothes. In this world, it seemed that people were all wearing cloth clothes, and no one would sew animal leather directly as clothes. Iron armor, or cloth, but no leather armor covering the whole body.

"Most of the horses here are not for sale. You can go over there to pick it up." The horseman raised his finger to the rightmost side of the stable. A blood stain on his finger indicated that he had just scratched his hand. I really didn't know that his hand was injured. Can the horseman hold the mount when the horse is frightened? "There are three horses from Naples. The patience is not so good, but they are absolutely docile. If you want to buy it, including the harness, two hundred and thirty ducats."

At this time, Zelin realized a serious problem. He is not clear about the currency unit here, although it is certain that people here also use gold, and there are many people who use copper and silver coins, but what is ducat.

"Well, I... I don’t have any coins here in Italy." The demon hunter recalled the information filtered from the conversation between Ezio and Mario. This land should be called Italy. "I can take other places. I can guarantee that they are genuine gold coins.” He still has some Oren and Krona on him. The Krona with the highest gold content may solve the problem.

Of course, the Seal of Akxi is also an option, but doing so is no different from stealing, and it is contrary to the code of conduct of the demon hunter.