The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"How is it possible that the carrier pigeon you sent was given to me by Surani after receiving it. If she served the Pogia family, how could the Pogia family kidnap her last time, and how could she Leave your letter to me. Please, idler, let's focus your attention on useful things."

"Sulani got the information." Zelin suddenly felt that something was not so good. "I think we should leave as soon as possible."

After speaking, Zelin stood up, and there were intensive footsteps outside the streets of the tavern.

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty One

"When I go back, I must thoroughly check Qianhong Rose's ledger!" Claudia cursed in a low voice, which surprised the rudest groom. "You must leave as soon as possible!"

Claudia is a clever girl. Perhaps Zelin unilaterally accused Surani of betraying the Brotherhood. She couldn't believe the demon hunter's side words, but now, no matter who it is, it is inevitable that anyone will be suspicious of Surani. She is still a smart girl now. She is not an assassin like Ezio, she can't hide her whereabouts, nor can she walk between the roofs. It is difficult for her to escape, but Zelin can leave, and then spread the news, Ezio will rescue her as soon as possible.

"Don't panic." Zelin held the wooden cup in front of him with both hands and took a sip slowly. Well, this glass of wine is mixed with a spoonful of water, which is very conscience. As a demon hunter who has been wandering in a country tavern for more than 80 years, tasting the pros and cons of alcoholic beverages has long become a subconscious behavior. "I haven't seen your wanted order on the street outside. They know you." Is it?"

"I don't think I know it, but I have no doubt that they will search with the portrait." Claudia shook her head. "The Poggia family is cruel, but they are not fools." The sound of footsteps outside grew more and more, and the tavern was already there. You can hear the shouts of the soldiers. They seem to have sealed off this area, a guard zone, "Idlers, don’t you like to make money? They don’t know each other, you can take the opportunity to leave, and then go to Tiber Island and go to the Brotherhood. Headquarters. Tell my brother what's going on here, he will have a way."

"Don't worry. Actually, I don't think we will have any trouble." Zelin shook his head and took out a pack of cards from his waist.

Claudia looked at the demon hunter incredulously, as if looking at a fool.

"Come on, this is your deck. Let's play a game first, and then go. It would be too wasteful to throw away the beer you bought." Zelin had already been surprised by the soldiers' raids, maybe Claudia didn't. He has experienced similar situations, but for the relatively long life of the Demon Hunter, he has experienced it many times, the most recent one was in Van Geborg.

Only the two things are different in a few points. It is not the soldiers of King Demaven who raided the room of the Demon Hunter Inn in Van Geborg, but the mob who is falling into slaughter fanaticism. Naturally, their reason is not to catch members of the hostile organization, but to surrender the hidden elves, or to burn the hotel. Zelin didn't know who told the secret, but he still resolved the crisis.

Besides, no one in this world knows the demon hunter, and the obstacles will be much less.

"You are either very calm or crazy, and I'm really crazy to play cards with you at this time." Claudia tightened her lips, her eyes gleaming strangely "So give your deck of cards I, I don’t believe you will give me the best deck."

"Well, if you insist." Zelin shook his head, handed the worst monster card set in his hand to Claudia, and then took the northern domain she handed over. "Come on, let you go out first. Cards."

At this moment, soldiers of the Pokya family have entered the tavern. It seemed that they didn't know whether the target they were looking for was in this tavern, or in a nearby residence, or she had already hid elsewhere and was looking for a chance to slip away. But judging by the number of people entering the tavern, the Pokia family officer in charge of the command is obviously biased towards the third possibility.

There was a dead silence in the tavern. Five soldiers from the Pokiah family entered the tavern, one of whom was embroidered with silver stripes on his chest representing low-ranking officers. The drinkers at the table just bowed their heads and drank, deliberately not paying attention to the soldiers. The people who were talking loudly suddenly bit their lips tightly, for fear that their accidental noise would cause unnecessary trouble. . The maid girl was hiding in the corner behind the counter, pulling up and back the shirt that was about to slip off her chest.

"My card points are high, I'm determined to win."

"Oh? Really, maybe we can put up a bet." Claudia was not the first person Zelin had met to announce that she was about to win after drawing the cards, and certainly not the last.

The low-ranking officer was worried with his feet impatiently. He waved his hand, and didn't even need to explain to the tavernkeeper. The other four soldiers began to take out portraits, grabbing drinkers one after another to compare them. The portrait was very fuzzy, and Zelin could see Claudia painted on it through the peripheral light. Although there is only a general outline, it is enough for the soldiers to distinguish it from close range.

"You really left the best card to yourself." Claudia glanced at the card in her hand and snorted disdainfully. "You are so friendly to me, a good man."

"Perhaps, but sometimes, the hard to crack is just a false illusion." Zelin calmly put his hand under the table. "There are always strange illusions in life, right, for example, there are often robbers who think they can kill me. , Or think that a weather card can be used in the game to turn defeat into victory."

"Hey! Raise your head!" the soldier with the Pogia family crest embroidered on his chest shouted to Claudia, and he could smell the smell of old wine as soon as he opened his mouth. "Raise your head and remove the hat. Otherwise, you will be arrested as an assassin!"

"Soldier, look here." Zelin suddenly said, and after the Pokia soldier's attention was attracted, he looked at the demon hunter. At the moment when their eyes met, his right hand gestured under the desktop a short graphic "Who is she? There are only innocent civilians here, but you don't see anything."

The soldier was startled, and blinked nervously.

"It's just an old man who has a mental problem and entertains himself." The soldier mumbled. "We are going to catch a woman." He pointed to Claudia who was sitting in front of him and holding his breath. "What is this?"

"A plate of salted fish." Zelin whispered, "still a fool who thought he could fight back."

The soldier was stunned, his mouth half opened and he didn't know what to say. But his appearance was more like he couldn't react for a while, and he became at a loss as a result. Fortunately, the soldiers hired by Pokia didn't seem to like to spend too much time thinking about it, so he continued to put on a ferocious expression and walked to another table.

This is a small skill that Zelin has worked out with the Axian Seal all the year round. It is a humble skill. To the warlocks, this is just a tricky way, but it is extremely useful to the demon hunter, because he often faces various kinds of tricks. All kinds of problems that are difficult to solve with reason and words, such as when the children of the villagers are missing when passing by the village, the demon hunter has to use the Yaxifahin to show that he is not the culprit of the kidnapping.

"How did you do it?" Claudia looked at the leaving soldier in amazement. "Damn it, I never believed they would be a bunch of fools."

"I suggest you don't believe it next."

"You haven't answered me, how did you do it." Claudia leaned forward slightly. "As in the secret path of Monteriggioni, how did you do it? I remember the situation at that time!"

Zelin shrugged, threw out a frost weather card, and easily solved Claudia's monster. "Some things happen like this, who knows why" the demon hunter was vague, and then changed the subject. "Okay." Instead of paying attention to me, a big idler, why not think about how to go back and investigate the Qianhong Rose matter after a while?"

Chapter 182 The Big City Player

"Before we go to find evidence of Surani, we must leave here first."

The two adjacent blocks, both the street and the roof, belong to the restricted area of ​​the Pokia family. The security on the roof is relatively loose, but neither the demon hunter nor Claudia can choose which way to go. They can only leave from the street where there are soldiers everywhere.

"Use your invincible swordsmanship to find a way."

Claudia’s worry is not without reason. Her mother, Mrs. Maria, is still staying at the Thousand Red Roses. After Mario’s death, Ezio and Mrs. Maria are the two closest to Claudia. Loved ones. Thinking that I don't know how many people who have taken refuge in the Pokia family are among the Thousand Red Roses, Claudia really finds it difficult to calm down.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to block this place for too long." The sun was so slow, finally willing to crawl out of the sky on the other side. Most of the alcoholics here went out to buy drunk at night and had to consider their livelihood the next day, but the soldiers' raid obviously disrupted their lives. Many people were lying on the table and napping, not just alcoholics, many soldiers did not look so energetic.

"Damn it, how come it's not time to change shifts!" Zelin could hear the soldiers complaining that the Pokia family has a lot of gold, but it is absolutely impossible for the soldiers to work all day long, at least it is impossible for gold to have one. People give up eating and sleeping habits "It's really bad luck, no wonder that my relative is willing to give me this job, I thought he had shown some kindness, it turned out to be a chore."

"How can you put your expectations on these people from the Pokia family!" Claudia lowered her voice, but Zelin confirmed that no one would pay attention to it. They were still searching, but it seemed to be nearing the end. Compared with the aggressiveness at the beginning, they were all listless, except for those officers who looked like they were still scolding them, don't let go of any place, whether it was a wooden box or a sewer.

"You think they are too dangerous." Zelin shrugged. "They play for the Pogia family and Caesar, but they are just ordinary people." His index finger tapped on the table. "Pogia Use fear to make everyone surrender. Now it seems that they did a good job. You have even forgotten that they are just ordinary people."

Whether it is a beggar or an emperor, a king or a soldier, their essence is the same. They are ordinary human beings. They will not have two arms or two heads because they become emperors, and their bodies will not change more than steel. Be hard, long swords and daggers can still pierce their skin and pierce their hearts.

If people are killed, they will die. He will not become a high-level vampire that is difficult to kill because of his status.

"Well, then, philosopher, can you tell them that they should go home now." Claudia snorted. "I don't believe they will leave soon, or I will... "

But this time, no one would pay attention to Claudia, no matter how loud or small she was speaking. An explosion outside almost attracted everyone's attention, and a drunk alcoholic lying on the table nearly fell to the ground.

"Go to Castel Sant'Angelo! There are assassins!"

"A prisoner has escaped!"

Messy footsteps sounded on the street again, and the energetic soldiers of the Poggia family took their weapons again. Under the urging of the officers on horses, they ran towards the Castel Sant’Angelo in their mouths, one after another, but He was obviously procrastinating, and he was unwilling to face the assassins who rushed into the castle, but in any case, they were running faster than walking. In the blink of an eye, the soldiers on the entire street almost disappeared.

Zelin stood up and drank the last sip of ale to moisturize his throat. "Sorry, what did you just say?"

"...Let's go, there is no time to delay." Claudia, mixed in the flow of leaving people, quickly left the hotel. The demon hunter shook his head and followed.

After Zelin walked out of the hotel, he noticed an unfavourable problem---Claudia rode his horse unceremoniously, without even telling him.

"Um... Excuse me." He called the maid who had pulled the collar under his shoulder again.

"Welcome, sir." There is still a familiar smile. "Would you like some rabbits? Fresh rabbit meat, which was delivered by the hunters in the suburbs yesterday afternoon." The maid seems to have developed a habit of forgetting the appearance of customers. Maybe it is her. Zelin, who received too many customers, didn't wear eye-catching clothes or asked for too many things, failed to impress her.

"Excuse me, where is the nearest stable?"

The sun once again covered the clouds. "From here, turn left, turn left, turn left, turn left, and you are here."

Zelin shrugged and had to go to the stables by himself.

The nearest place where horses are rented out is a place where there is no Porchia family tower. To be precise, it was near the destroyed tower. The stables here are clean and spacious, and the business is good. Several places where horses should be there are already empty, and they should have been rented out. A few good looking horses were eating the fodder in front of them with their heads down. This place has been...at least for the time being out of the control of the Pogia family. With the Brotherhood’s attacks, the Pogia family’s control over Rome is declining, and the shops reopened and the residents resumed their normal lives. The place seems to be more prosperous than the place firmly controlled by the Pokia family.

Three ducats.

When Zelin urged his horse to pass by the towering castle, the black smoke that had not yet been extinguished still showed a sense of existence in the air. Originally, there were many priests wearing light red robes passing by. The castle on the other side of the river should be the Castel Sant’Angelo as the soldiers said. It seems that an assassin successfully sneaked into the castle, and it seemed that he was still retreating. Because there were obvious blood stains on the road, he could judge by the blood stains that the intruder rushed out all the way, and then successfully escaped with the help of the chaos caused by the explosion. If an assassin is killed, the Pokia family will never continue the martial law, but will promote their achievements to the citizens.