The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Before I came here, I heard many northern legends, a living demon hunter, which is really surprising. Are you here to find a commission? The story I have heard says that you will look for a commission and then make a promise. The law of accident, according to the law of accident, get the child of the rescued, or the first thing you see when you return home. I'm sorry, there are no monsters here, but there are a lot of sprite blades in the forest." The farmer looks a little like The excitement of seeing a rare creature. "I saw a few Pseudo-Blades before, and now I see the Demon Hunter again. Will I be able to see the Wandering Wizard in a few days?"

"I don't think it's possible." The demon hunter shook his head. There will be no wizards coming to this place, and there are not many sorcerers in the south. Most of them live in the Imperial Capital of Nilfgarde, at least for now, or even Zelin himself hadn't seen the Southern Warlock himself.

As for the blade of the parasite, this is another name for the druid. These oak sages seem to have a bad reputation in the south. People everywhere say that they will tie any outsiders who break into the forest in a cage with vines and burn them to death. Compared with the reputation of the demon hunter and the warlock, the reputation of the druid is much worse.

But there are still many people who regard the druid's huge oak tree as a sacred place, and some people will go on a pilgrimage in hopes of good luck or blessing.

"If there are no monsters here, then I will go to the next place. Is there any village like yours nearby? Can I exchange coins for some fodder here, my horse needs some fodder, if there is The remaining wheat ears are even better."

What the farmer said was not like a lie, which meant that Zelin's intelligence on this area was out of date. As long as there are enough people to live, the fertile land of this river valley can be turned into a piece of fertile land. This is a good area. In the past, there were not so many people, and there were not so many farmers willing to come to these places. If more Nilfgard empires migrate to this area, it will take a few years. A new town appeared.

"Of course, but I only take Fran." The farmer seemed to think of something unpleasant. "A sprite blade came to the village before. She took a coin we didn't recognize and said she wanted to buy something, and that coin was returned. Without cutting off a lot of corners, it is impossible for us to want it."

"Don't worry, I will pay Fran."

If the farmer's eyes here were not so curious, Zelin would definitely be more comfortable. He stared at all kinds of novelty and walked into the wooden fence, which contained several farmhouses, a granary, and a tavern that was necessary everywhere. After a day of hard work, there are only two places to relax, one is lying on the bed of the wife and the other is in the tavern. This place is no exception, but the people in the pub are very quiet.

Except for two people.

"I need to talk to your person in charge. If you are not, Mr. Cavalier, please take me to see the person who is."

A woman in a bright white robe turned her back to the entrance of the tavern, and in front of her stood a bearded man wearing a snow-white coat and golden-red armor branded with Chess Checkered Tuan.

"In the name of my honor! My responsibility is to protect the safety of the villagers and to be loyal to my mistress. I must confirm that there is no danger in the village and the land of the mistress. I want to take a look at your holy place. Then determine if you can take you to see the hostess."

"You can't enter our holy land!"

"I can't take a dangerous person to meet the mistress..." The man shook his head patiently. He crossed the shoulders of the woman and saw Zelin walking in at the entrance of the tavern. "Oh! My glory! A demon hunter." The hunter is here, to Towsonte!"

PS: Speaking of which you may not believe, the belief in the empire of Nifgarde in the novel is the **** of the sun. When the Battle of Brenner was decisive, Marshal Korrent’s prayer was to praise the sun...

Chapter 346 Chessboard Knight

If Zelin remembers correctly, this area should belong to Anglin, perhaps Sintra. After all, this was once an inaccessible river valley, Sintra and Anglin had no time to send soldiers over, except for a few more mouths of wasting food, it was meaningless.

"I am a traveler from the north and want to fill up the kettle here. I'm sorry to bother you, but if you can get out of the counter, I think not only me, but the lady behind the counter will also thank you very much. ."

Zelin looked at the gray-haired store manager behind the bar counter. She was facing the two arguing men and women with her back, one hand was wiping the plate casually, but her eyes kept looking over. One is a druid and the other is a knight under the duke. The former is a mysterious religious member, and the latter, although only a knight, is also a nobleman with fiefs and vassals. "Perhaps you can go outside and quarrel. It would be too disrespectful to the master to quarrel in someone else's house, Mr. Knight."

"Well, you are right, I almost humiliated my honor!" The knight turned to look at the lady behind the counter and nodded in agreement. He beat his chest with a metal gloved fist. "Thank you for your reminder, Demon Hunter." He turned to the proprietress of the tavern. "I also apologize to you, ma'am. I will get out of here as soon as possible with this lady. Bring noise and strife into the hotel."

"Quiet, knight, quiet. I hope you will also keep the dispute away from the McCoved Forest in the future." The female druid's white robe is as soft as silk, she wears a flower crown, and has a green pachyderm marking on her forehead. . This is the mark of the druids of the South and the reason why they are called the Blades of Pests. "I hope you can realize the sacredness and importance of the oak tree. Then learn to be quiet."

Looking at the leaving figure, the lady proprietor of the tavern was very happy to fill the kettle with the demon hunter. And Zelin was also very happy that the bread here was actually soft, and the meat didn't look like it was just eaten by a mouse.

According to some things the proprietress said casually, as well as previous conversations with the farmer, Zelin almost understood the local situation. Due to the restoration movement, the independence movement, and the guerrillas, the empire assigned this area separated from Sintra by a large swamp to the jurisdiction of Tawsonte, which has more convenient transportation. There are often five ranger knights patrolling here, but correspondingly, a gang who doesn't know where it came from is quite active here. It seems that as long as the place is conquered by the empire, there will be a restoration movement, independent activities, then an armed rebellion, then the black imperial army begins to counter the rebellion, and finally becomes a war, homeless young people and deserters evolve into Gangs everywhere in the empire.

Or the bandit union.

This is no exception.

The **** was led to the back of the stables to enjoy the forage. When Zelin had eaten the hot food, his hands and feet, which had become numb after a long time, were unfolded again, the outside argument seemed to be coming to an end.

Next to the stable, Zelin saw the chessboard knight again. His horse is the same as himself, with a gold and red vest and a checkerboard coat of arms printed with lacquer. The letters A and H can be seen on every grid of the coat of arms.

"Your coat of arms is weird." Zelin knows a little bit about coats of arms. After all, he has already seen many types of coats of arms. Although he will not learn that boring heraldry, who can do it? Write on the chapter.

"This is the acronym of my master, Duke Anna Henrietta. My title is Chessboard Knight. I am a ranger knight. I cannot tell you my real name and real family crest. The name of the knight vowed to replace the name with the chessboard knight before defeating the three hundred bandits who violated the hostess's territory and letting the reputation of the chessboard knight spread to Belhavin."

"Mistress Anna? Where is Count Lamud?"

Zelin knew about Duchess Anna of Towson, and at the same time knew the love affairs that anyone in Towson knew. Duchess Anna's husband, Earl Lamud, seemed to dislike his beautiful wife, but preferred to go outside and favored other noble women. As for what the earl thinks, whether he is dissatisfied with the character of the Duchess Anna, or hates the appearance of the Duchess, or he touched the statue of the national hero, it is unclear. The important thing is that the earl has derailed, and the duchess has a tangled relationship with the bard Dandrien, or Viscount Julian, in Towson.

As for the final result, it was very old-fashioned. The derailed husband came back to catch the rape, and in the end there was no evidence to stop it, but the people of Towson, without exception, accused the Count of Lamud who was at fault. All in all, the Demon Hunter is not very interested in this script that can be performed in the theater, but he really wants to know who is in charge now.

"Earl Lamud? Unfortunately, the Earl died of a stroke half a month ago."

Even though he said that, no regret or sadness could be heard in the words of the knight.

"In Tousent's castle?"

"In the house of Countess Emmet."

Zelin helped the **** to put on the saddle again and put the travel bag on it. Outside, the druid seemed to be talking to the villagers again, and at the same time gestured with the coins in his hand. Perhaps for these hermits, one year is not long, but one year is enough to turn the world upside down. Mark silver coins can be exchanged for many things while Sintra was still there, but now no one of these villagers will keep the Mark silver coins engraved with the emblem of Queen Carrance.

"It looks like your negotiation has failed."

"Swear by my glory, I can't agree to her request! She said McCoved Forest belonged to the druids, nonsense, that is the legal territory of the duchess by the sacred law, the mistress has power Make a ruling on any land in Tousent, including this valley and forest."

After the explanation of the chessboard knight, the demon hunter can understand why the knight cannot give in on this kind of thing.

Many farmers come here. They need to build houses, cottages, granaries, build a new village, and they need wood everywhere. The surrounding forest is an inexhaustible logging yard, and it is also the territory of the druids. So the peasant and the parasitic blades gradually clashed.

"The farmers here are all loyal subjects of Mistress Anna. As a knight, it is my duty and duty to protect them." The knight was sitting on a horse with a lance close to three meters. Before, swear by honor, I will try to convince them."

"Hope you can succeed...Have you heard from other demon hunters in Towsonte?"

"No, you are the first demon hunter I have ever seen. I haven't returned to Tousant for more than a hundred days."

It's a pity that the Chessboard Knight didn't give Zelin any useful news.

But when Zelin was about to leave, the druid who had been staying in the village approached him.

"Are you looking for news about the demon hunter?" The female druid stood in front of the rape, looking up at Zelin, who was riding on horseback and was about to set off. "I think I have news about the demon hunter, in Towson Special."

Chapter 347: Blood and Wine and Heshan

Tawsonte, to be exact, Buckland of Tawsonte once attracted some demon hunters to come here. Apart from high bounties and valuable monsters, only good weapons and equipment can attract hunters. Not any blacksmith can create powerful equipment and gleaming swords. Some blacksmiths just swing the hammer and knock the red iron into different shapes. Generally speaking, the iron can be knocked out casually. Blocks can't be used as practical armor. Moreover, the clothes of the demon hunter do not need iron sheets, but difficult materials such as griffon skin, gliding lizard skin or anti-magic metal.

And Buckland, there was such a master of elves in the past.

"Master Launnell is in Buckland. I saw your badge, a griffon. The instructor once mentioned that Buckland had come to another griffon. About two hundred years ago, he was in the forest of Tousent. Li defeated a deer head spirit, and he helped the druids at that time a big favor."

"Two hundred years ago? Where did he leave Tousant and then go?"

"I don't know. No one has mentioned where he went. It is said that he was commissioned by the Towson Special Guard at that time, but there was no news later."

"Thank you, this news may be useful."

Two hundred years ago, in the era when monsters and demon spirits were everywhere, in the era when there were many demon hunters, and in the era when various technologies were not lost. In that era, there were many good things that are hard to reach now. Zelin didn't know if the demon hunter who became the Griffin School a hundred years before he was born is still alive or where he has died. If necessary, he should visit the wizard master and let him remember What happened two hundred years ago, or whether there is anything related to the Griffin School in the store.

"Is there any news about other demon hunters, for example, news about demon hunters from the Viper School? Or Belgaren from the Wolf School?"

Zelin thought of the wolf school demon hunter from Kyle Morkhan. He didn't see him the last time he went to Kyle Morkhan, because he had already come to the south and there was no time to go back in winter.

Druid shook her head. She could not ride a horse, nor did she want to ride a horse, so Zelin led the rapeseed and walked in the forest full of ferns.

"I don't have much news. You should go to the city and ask."