The Journey of the Demon Hunter

This is the oak forest, the Druid’s favorite place. The magical mist covers this area, like the smoke that a man spit out after smoking Nilfgard hookah. It does not move with the wind, nor does it It will dissipate because of the wind and sunlight, and it will cover every corner of the McCord Forest as if it has stopped. There are also many alder trees and beech sporadically dotted with the forest. The dense canopy almost blocks all the sunlight, and the fog makes it almost impossible to see what is ten meters away. This is the druid's way to protect himself. Like the Dryads of Brokler, the fog makes the forest more mysterious and more dangerous-for the invaders.

This is on the outskirts of the forest, along this road, you can directly reach the Wound River outside Tousent. Follow the river to the southeast and you will reach the Buckland area, the core of Tousent.

The female druid didn't plan to go to Buckland, she had to go back to the Holy Land first. It can be seen that the relationship between the oak sage and the local farmer is getting more and more tense. Not only farmers, but many people with gold coins who want to try their luck in the newly conquered areas of the empire are there. They are exploring for ore everywhere, looking for forest farms, or hunting grounds that produce good fur.

"While these businessmen brandished the business contract signed with the Duchess Anna Henrietta, they took people and axes to the sacred forest where we have lived for generations to cut down the trees older than their grandfather, The ground full of precious herbs dug one after another big pits, or use poison to kill those animals. Before the establishment of Towsonte, this forest already existed, in the so-called Nilfgard people in the desert further south At that time, the druid already lived in the forest."

The druid raised his finger, the butterfly flying in her ear fell on the fingertip, and then fluttered his wings and flew away. "I am not an extreme conservationist, nor do I oppose normal hunting, but they The act of poisoning in frequent springs will make the entire forest animals disappear within a few years."

"So you can only use magic fog to protect the forest?"

"We will not let those thugs break into the Holy Land. There used to be a Meritelli Temple in Sintra, where the Nilfgaards dragged the priestesses out like sacks and hanged them on the tree, just because they did not allow superstition. And idolatry. They destroyed the gods and turned the temple and the surrounding land into a large farm and breeding ground." The female druid shook her head. Just forsake it, maybe you are a demon hunter who kills to make money, but compared to those who put more people in shackles to make money and throw them into mines and forest farms, you are like a saint."

"Should I take this as a compliment?"

"Yes, Demon Hunter."

The druid took two steps back, and suddenly her body rose. Only then did Zelin notice the difference in the huge oak tree behind her. A knotty oak tree, more than five meters tall, is different from other trees that stay quietly in place. It is standing upright, placing the druid in its hands on the shoulders so that the priest can sit down. . A place on the torso that looked like a bird's beak should be his mouth, which was opening and closing, making a buzzing sound.

This huge tree monster turned its huge body, and under that terrifying weight, the earth was trembling with its footsteps. Step by step, the tree monster and the druid disappeared into the mist in the dense forest. Only the vibrations and the sound of alarmed birds can be heard.

Zelin looked at the druid's tree monster, and then looked back at the unaffected rapeseed. The latter seemed to feel the gaze of the demon hunter and raised his head, who was chewing on the grass. Like its former owner, this horse still has such a good appetite.

Half of the pain in life comes from comparison.

The path the Druid pointed out to him was correct, and it didn't take long for the forest to end. The bright sunshine spreads on the rivers and streams to become shallows. Looking into the distance, the huge palace of Buckland sits at the foot of the mountain. Out of the boundaries of the dense forest, Zelin seemed to have come to another world. A world warm like spring, a sunny world, a world full of juicy fruits on branches and bushes, a world unaware of hunger and cold, and a world without loneliness, boring, boring and restless stagnant water The world.

A world full of blood and wine.

Zelin understands Tousent, the country of wine, the country of fairy tales, a country where fairy tales are written in blood and built on the corpses of elves.

In the distance, Buckland is the best-preserved elven complex. The Elf’s over 1,500 years of dominion over Tousent was drawn in A. 781. It has a history of almost 500 years. The last Elf King Fusov stood in Bowkland as his brother who never grows old. The sister's body surrendered to the human king Ludovic and swore allegiance.

But now, apart from the master elven blacksmith, there will be no second elves in Towsonte, or even any other non-human races. Unlike the north, there will be human and non-human communities in a city, not to mention non-human race dominations like Mahakam, Baihua Valley, and Blue Mountains. Elves with extremely long lifespans almost never die naturally, but their skin can't stop the sword.

In 782 A.D., the Towsonite decided to celebrate the anniversary of the surrender of the Elf King with the blood and wine of the Elves on the slopes of the Gaogong Mountain. All the elven corpses were thrown to Taomus after the celebration, an elven town that has long been turned into an ancient relic.

Behind it is the undeveloped wilderness, the savage and ignorant north. In front of him was the completely new South, which had been purified by fire and blood.

He sighed and urged the horse to cross the river.

Remember, about ten years ago, a blacksmith named Gabriel, who lived in Verdon, made a portable crossbow that was easy to operate.

At the time he promoted his work, he said that this weapon can be carried around without affecting a person's normal life.

As for his propaganda, he said it very nicely. Defend yourself from the bandits! The law cannot protect you. So you have to protect yourself! Never go outside without the Gabriel player crossbow! The Gabriel Crossbow is your guardian angel, and the Gabriel Crossbow can protect you and your loved ones from bandits.

As a result, the demand for the Gabriel crossbow far exceeded expectations, and the blacksmith's sales also set a new record. Soon all the bandits were equipped with Gabriel crossbows.

In the north, Zelin often saw bandits using Gabriel crossbows to ambush caravans and attack travelers. But he didn't expect to see the Gabriel crossbow in Tocente.

"Hi! Traveler. Please allow us to introduce ourselves!"

Along the country road, Zelin looked at the endless fields on both sides. Bright green grass spreads in the wilderness, and hills of different heights rise one after another in the distance, dotted with colorful flowers during the period. The cherry-colored brick roofs of the field plantations and wine estates come into view from time to time. The walls are painted in blue, orange, and bright red brick houses, and there are patches of lavender and bright red lilies on the ground. It's like a beautiful oil painting. While the demon hunter was feeling very different from the north, while riding a horse, he admired the renewed wilderness like sightseeing.

Then I saw the robber who blocked the road.

"We are members of the Heshan Merchants Guild." A group of men with heraldic patterns or studded leather armor holding iron-headed clubs and one-handed swords, the few behind holding Gabriel crossbows, facing the demon hunter. One of the brightest-dressed men came to the front and made an inviting gesture. "Our business is to provide sightseeing and education to outbound travelers. We welcome any gentleman to feel the enthusiasm of our chamber of commerce."

Ze Lin looked at this southern feature with great interest.

"Which businessmen would hold weapons and crossbow arrows at potential customers?"

"Because this is our business." The man in tights urged the horse to walk to a place about two meters away from Zelin. "We are civilized people, so we should solve the problem in a civilized way. I have a proposal, You, get off the horse and put down the valuables on your body. We will let you go. I see you have two swords, but you are only one person. We have twenty people and five hand crossbows."

"Is this part of the business?"

"Yes, we teach travelers lessons about the dangers in the wild. We only charge part of the property as a reward, and they may live longer in the world because of our teachings. Don't you think this is fair?"

"Teach the danger in the wild, and then you can earn a reward..." Zelin shrugged. "It sounds okay."

"What?"

"Well, I think I found a good way to make money."

How should I say, I am worthy of being a civilized man in the South.

The merchant union is a good thing.

It's pretty good.

Zelin sometimes fights with robbers, basically when he is earning some money as a caravan guard. Most of the time, the demon hunter is alone. A traveler generally means poverty. There is no money on him, and he risked two. Robbing the risk of the sword won't make much money. There are some people who know demon hunters and have heard stories about demon hunters, knowing not to mess with men with badges and two swords on their backs.

Unfortunately, in the South, neither of the above seems to match.

So in accordance with the practice of the Heshan Merchants’ Union, Zelin taught them the dangers of survival, by the way, telling them what kind of people it is best not to mess with on the road. As a principle, he also received some compensation.

Nearly twenty long swords were **** with rope and hung on the side of the rape. This place is worthy of organized robbers. Their weapons are polished and shining. They may look better than the weapons of some troops in the north. As far as the demon hunters know, the weapons of some military forces in Temalia are even rusty. Trace.

"Oh! Sir, where did you find so many weapons? You made them!?"

"I don't make weapons, I'm just a porter of weapons."

Outside Fort Ravello, Zelin told a local grocery store owner that it is next to a private logging farm. "I brought these weapons from other places, like I bought them for some travel expenses. How much can they buy? Distance? Where is the nearest hotel here?"

"Sir, these weapons are good for you. If you bring them to Buckland, you should be able to make more coins."

The store manager uncharacteristically recommended that the demon hunters go to other places to sell them at a higher price, instead of buying the goods at a low price and bringing them to Bowkland for sale. His frankness caught the demon hunter by surprise. But Zelin was unwilling to take these things through a village and manor.

"If you feel that the price I bought is too low, give me a Nilfgaard hookah."

"Okay sir, wait, I will help you figure out the bill."

Fran, who sold these weapons, almost matched the reward he earned from killing a gliding lizard. Zelin looked at the two extra bags of gold coins in his hand in disbelief. Maybe he should go to the garrison sign in Buckland to see if there is any commission about the need for manpower to visit the Heshan Merchants Union.

In any case, he has to go to the security team, whether it is to inquire about the trail of the snake school or to find in the archives the whereabouts of the griffon school demon hunter two hundred years ago.

"From here, continue to the south, and you will see the Petrified Chicken Lizard Inn. It is the largest hotel in the vicinity. I wish you all the best, sir."

Chapter 348 The Vibrating Badge

This is a lady with a slightly raised nose and enthusiastic and keen blue eyes. The bright brown hairstyle is just right. It is **** with ribbons of different colors to create a shape that looks like a work of art. The orange tight-fitting dress is cut in a patchwork pattern. The bright orange and white base material is decorated with pale blue and lavender stripes. The rings and necklaces decorated with emeralds, agates, pearls and diamonds are hung on the body and fingers. The bright sunshine from the hollow windows of the ivory tower made her seem to be guarded by the stars.

Under the chest is a piece of jade carved into a crescent moon, hung between the **** under the corset. The thread that stitched up the bra must have endured a lot of pressure, but thanks to the material and tailor's craftsmanship, the clothes are safe and there are no signs of upcoming tears.

"The beloved Duchess of Enlightenment, please allow me to submit the latest patrol report of the Jadeso Garrison."

A knight with a pale silver armor wrapped in a brown ribbon knelt in front of the Duchess Anna Henrietta, and read all the titles of the Duchess word by word. Anna's official title is Enlightening the Public, and the unofficial title is Duchess, but in Towsonte, she must be called ‘deeply beloved’ on formal occasions. This is a necessary court etiquette, although the Duchess did not force everyone to do so.