The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The sound came from behind a huge rock by the lake. The knight glanced at the two-handed sword in the scabbard and slowly walked towards the huge rock. On the huge rock, some girls' clothes were neatly stacked, and the knight cautiously leaned out of the bushes, trying to see exactly what made such a beautiful song behind the huge rock.

Afterwards, he saw a naked girl, facing her back, behind the giant rock, while washing herself, moving to a tune that he couldn't understand over and over again. With such a beautiful figure and silver-white hair color, the knight believed that she was definitely not a human being, maybe under the girl's slightly curled hair, she could still see the long ears of the elves. Maybe it's a fairy, a fairy. A member of Tyvers Tieg. Among the Petes and the Irish population, they are called Sind Daoni, and they are the sons of the hills. The Saxons call it elves. Just like the story told by the magician next to the monarch he worked for. But in many stories, these elves are not so good-tempered. They may make many pranks or punishments to deal with the humans who make them feel offended.

So the knight turned around, ready to leave. But a horse revealed his whereabouts.

It was a black steed, and the black steed raised its head and let out a long roar. And the knight's mount---just like a knight--- lowered his head and made the same sound in return.

The fairy—or the fairy cursed, and the nasty words made the knight feel dizzy. It was hard to imagine that such a curse that would make the groom feel ashamed would come from such a beautiful fairy. The fairy plunged into the water suddenly, her emerald eyes glanced at the uninvited intruder, and then she picked up a sword from the water, only put her head out of the lake, and stared at the heavily armed knight closely.

The knight blinked in surprise, he let go of the rein and knelt on one knee. He immediately understood who the girl in front of him was.

"Please receive my most sincere respect, respectable fairy in the lake." The knight coughed. He was still a little young, feeling a little helpless about the situation in front of him. ..."

"I am also honored." The fairy said quickly "Then can you turn around and let me get dressed first?"

The knight complied. He heard the sound of the fairy leaving the lake behind him, as well as the rustling sound of wearing clothes and low curses. He looked at the fairy's mount. He was a knight. He had learned how to distinguish the pros and cons of weapons, armor and horses. He could tell at a glance that this was a rare horse in the world, and maybe there was magic.

"Okay, turn around."

The time to identify a good horse is always very short. He turned around and met the emerald green eyes of the fairy.

"The fairy in the lake..."

"Tell me about yourself?"

The rider half-kneeled on the pebbles by the lake again.

"I am the Galahad of Carl Bennis, a knight under the rule of King Arthur, the lord of Camelot and the ruler of the Kingdom of Summer. She also rules Devon, Defit, Powys, and Devi. Gotta..."

"... And Tamoria, Redania, Livia, Aden?" The fairy interrupted the knight's words suddenly. "And Cordwin, Verden, Nilfgard?"

"Sorry, fairy, I have never heard of these places." The knight said honestly.

The fairy shrugged, and she lifted up the hair that was drooping in front of her eyes because of the dampness, revealing a scar across her eyes. The knight couldn't help taking a breath. Who could hurt a fairy? But this action caused a trace of anger to flash in the fairy's eyes.

"A scar, you feel ugly, don't you?" Her voice raised a little bit. "Isn't it normal for a knight?!" Her voice fell a little bit lower, and murmured in a low voice. "Zelin is right. It's better for me to hide my scars when facing strangers."

"No, ma'am, scars are not a rare thing for the Cavaliers." Galahad straightened his hair, revealing a scar that spread from his temples to his chin, his voice with a little pride that is unique to a young man." I am Galahad, the son of Elena, the daughter of Lord Perris, the ruler of Sir Lancelot and Carl Bennis. This is the injury left by me when I fought the brutal Brunis. He is one A villain with no evil name and no moral bottom line. It is my honor to fight with him and leave scars. Dear Lake Fairy, I am honored to receive this sword from your hand..."

"Wait? What did you say?" The fairy suddenly showed vigilance in her eyes and hugged her sword tightly. The knight noticed that there was a dagger hidden in a leather sleeve on the fairy's wrist.

"I am willing to accept this sword."

"This is my sword, I won't give it to you."

Galahad opened his mouth in surprise.

"But..."

"But what?"

"But don't the fairies in the lake all appear from the lake, carrying the holy sword forged from the elven territory, and rewarding the brave warrior?"

The fairy was silent for a while.

"I don't know how to make swords, I apologize to you, Galahad, you have some strange customs here. But I will not give you my sword. I am not a fairy who can give out swords in batches. People, or elves. And elven territories? I have no interest in elven territories. In fact, I only escaped from elven territories not long ago."

"Excuse me, I didn't mean to offend, ma'am..."

"Xiri." She said suddenly, "Call me Xiri. Don't call me the fairy of the lake, this always reminds me of many bad memories, do you know? I walked through the Swift Tower, and then touched it. , Appeared among a group of elves, and they called me the fairy of the lake. At first I was very happy and very useful. Later I realized that I was just a prisoner, not a noble lady."

"It's there, your shirt is stained with blood?"

Xili's eyes flickered.

"No, not there, but in another place, in a castle like hell, and in a chaotic street. I tried to save the lives of the two most important people in my life. Yes, Galahad , Your observation is very keen."

"Please forgive my presumption. I don't know if you are a fairy, a god, or an ordinary woman, or other supernatural beings. I don't want my words to make you unhappy..."

"Just say it, Galahad." Hiri interrupted the knight's gorgeous rhetoric. "We have all offended each other."

"I hope." Galahad's eyes flickered. "I can listen to your story. My monarch had a strange experience. I was surprised by the monarch's experience. I was attracted, so I left Camelot. Venture outside. I think your story is also an amazing experience."

"That's not a good story."

"I don't believe it."

"Why?"

"You laughed."

"You are observing too carefully." Hiri rolled his head and smashed his mouth. "You have to tell me first, is there anyone around here who can use supernatural power? Wizard? Mage? Prophet?"

"Merlin is." The knight nodded. "And Morgan."

"I always feel as if I have heard it somewhere." Hiri rubbed her temples. "Can you take me to see them?"

"Yes, they are in King Arthur's courtyard. I have seen them before. I would like to take you to meet King Arthur. Merlin is by your majesty." Galahad said, "But the story..."

"It's okay. We can finish talking." Hiri put on a checkered blanket and sat on the lawn by the lake. "I don't know if my story is over. An elf told me that Uropoulos bit With its own tail, every point in time is eternal, and the ending of a story means the beginning of another story."

"I don't understand."

"Don't mind. This story begins with an ending battle on the ice."

Chapter 963: Mobilization of the North

It has been almost two months since the battle on the ice that separated Hiri was over.

Zelin still didn't hear anything about Hilly.

The sight of the demon hunter has been on the plain west of Mahakam, north of Sutton Mountain, west of Mahakam, and the area south of Maribo. The war caused the residents of the originally fertile land to flee, and the monster regained control of the territory. When the two groups of humans fought for the land, the monsters got the right to rule the land first. This war that engulfed the world turned more and more places into a wasteland. Correspondingly, there were more and more demon hunters' jobs.

"For the first time, I felt like I couldn't do a commission, George." Zelin pinched his waist, looked at the commission letter piled in front of him, and sighed.

"Maybe our ancestors faced the same predicament as ours." George pulled out a letter from the entrusted letter piled together like feathers. "Look at this, the location is near the Mahakam Mountains. Let Aiden go," Isn't he about to renovate his house recently? One hundred and forty Oren's commission, kill a few ghouls that appeared in the cave, he should use the money."

"Ayden's wife is willing to let him do dangerous work?" Zelin said jokingly, "I hope he can still carry a sword."

"He hasn't officially married yet." George hammered Zelin's shoulder. "Don't forget, his good friend Gaitan is also nearby. The lady can rest assured. Oh, yes, Gerd and his two My friend came from Skelliger. Gerd used a telescope to send me a message, and he estimated that he would be able to reach the floating port this morning. To be honest, I have never seen so many demon hunting commissions."

"Neither do I."

When people knew where to find demon hunters directly, the commissions became more numerous. Sometimes, relatives disappeared, workshops and mines were occupied by monsters, and monsters appeared in the farmland. Urgent things made many people unable to wait to post the signs of desperately in need of demon hunters on the signs at the crossroads. After the wizards were expelled, in the face of supernatural phenomena, they could not go to the wizard tower in the town to seek the help of the local resident wizards. So many people or villages, such as the one held in front of Zelin, and the request sent by the villagers of Tianwang Village, they hope that the demon hunters can help them clear the raging day demon spirits in the farmland as soon as possible. They have been unable to do so for several days. Go to the farmland to cultivate. And now spring is the day when we need to cultivate and weed.

Not to mention the letter of entrustment sent by another wine merchant. Suddenly a group of evil spirits appeared in the cave where he used to store the goods. He had to ship the goods within a week, and these evil spirits made the workers afraid to go in and carry the goods. Two workers have died in the hands of evil spirits. The businessman even hired a messenger on horseback, and ran for a day and night to deliver this letter of entrustment.

"I always think that there will never be less places in this world where you need a demon hunter. It's just that most people don't know where to find us. Many people will never see a real demon hunter in their lives. And we don't have either. A suitable standard..."