The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"For example, if you kill a deer head monster, you can only get fifty Oren." George complained.

Zelling paused

"You are much worse than mine."

There are already three children in the castle who have passed the trial of green grass. Zelin will not let these young people who have just passed the trial to deal with the demon hunting commissions. They are too young, inexperienced, and not yet capable of dealing with those cunning dangers. Monster. However, their treatment is much better than that of the demon hunters in the past. An experienced hunter will bring them when handling the commission and teach them the experience of dealing with monsters that he has summed up over the years.

"Is there no news about the little girl from the wolf school?"

"No." Zelin shook his head. "I inquired about all the tower portals from the Sneider Island Cult, but they also didn't notice any teleportation changes."

The portal between Mahakam and Sinide Island was built. Elder Hogg of the Dwarf was surprised that he did not send anyone to trouble the hunters. Perhaps his attention had been attracted by the Civil War. . Winter has passed, the warm spring has come, and the snow is melting, fools can realize that the smell of metal rust in the air is getting stronger and stronger. More than one hundred thousand soldiers confronted the area between the west coast and the Blue Mountains. The food they consumed every day was enough to feed several towns. A large number of farmers took up arms. Many farms grew weeds, and no one cultivated them. Sowing. Not to mention the places destroyed in the war.

"This is really bad, is she trapped somewhere? Are you sure that tower disappeared?"

"Yes, it disappeared like an illusion." Francesca told Zelin that it was safe for Ciri to pass through that tower, relatively safe. Zelin originally thought that Francesca meant that Xili could emerge from another tower portal soon, but now it seems that the elves did not mean that. It's a pity that she is not here at this time. After she comes back, Zelin must ask where exactly is the way behind the Swift Tower.

"The warlocks don't know what's going on?"

"No, they don't know either." Zelin shrugged. "By the way, I didn't see Marty. Where did she go?"

"She went to the front."

"What?"

"She said she was going to the battlefield hospital." George rubbed the tip of his nose. "Foltest called on the doctors in the north to treat the wounded in the war. They lacked doctors. I heard from the Osenfurt Medical School. The professors took the students and the army to the front of Maribo, and Latis was also inside."

"Latis went too?"

Since the last time Latis helped find George, Zelin has not had time to thank the halfling doctor.

"Yes. They set off with a Redanian cavalry regiment."

"I think I should meet Latis." Zelin sighed and set his eyes on the yellowed map. "Maribo, who could have imagined in the past that there could be more than 100,000 in that small principality." The soldiers gathered inside."

"In the past, who would have thought that a war would mobilize more than 300,000 soldiers?" George stood beside Zelin, looking at the map as well. "People are rumoring that 300,000 soldiers have been put on the battlefield in this war. If not in the spring, At the end, more soldiers will be pushed to the front."

Suddenly, they heard a little noise coming from the gate of the city. Zelin walked to the gate of the hall and stood at the gate. He saw a messenger on horseback running into the gate. The messenger waved a letter covered with a badge. He looked tired, saying that he didn't have much energy to work. Although it was far away, Zelin could clearly see the badge on the letter.

It is the white lily badge of Foltest.

Chapter 964 Letters from the Royal Family

Royal messenger.

"Master Demon Hunter, this is a letter to you."

The messenger was sitting on the wooden armchair of the castle, moving the bones that were about to fall apart, and holding a glass of cold water to moisturize the dry throat. The messenger’s brown leather jacket was stained with dirt, and the leather bag sewn under the clothes was stuffed with various letters, but Zelin knew that the information that could be written on paper and put in the pocket of his clothes was nothing. Important, important information can only be entrusted to a golden brain. The horse of the messenger must have ran a long way, and was whistling white mist in the stable.

"I will arrange a room for you, you can rest in the college." George said to the messenger.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master, I have other letters to send." The messenger clenched his left hand into a fist and hammered the hammer on his back. Run the horse to death, and then deliver the letter on two legs."

"Come with me, there are a few more horses in our stable."

The messenger left the horse he had ridden in the stable, and George helped him pick another gray stallion from the stable. The messenger left a piece of letter paper with a white lily emblem, which is a necessary process. The royal messenger has the right to requisition or exchange horses, but after that he has to leave a proof note to send people to a nearby town to receive compensation from the royal family.

After thanking him, the messenger immediately mounted his horse, went through the castle gate, and left the college amidst the sound of hoofs.

Zelin was on the other side of the hall. After unfolding the letter, George walked over after talking to the messenger.

"What's written in the letter?" The demon hunter of the Griffin School folded his arms and slightly narrowed his eyes. "What did Foltest bring?"

"He didn't say." Zelin folded the letter paper. He recognized the emblem on the letter paper, which was Foltest's personal emblem. "He wants me to go to Marpley."

As it happens, Zelin is going to Mapori to visit Latis, the halfling professor of medicine. He happened to be able to go to the Meritelli Temple in Islande first, and then go south, passing through the Duke of Islande, to reach the Principality of Maribo.

"Don't worry, George." Zelin patted his fellow brother on the shoulder. "If Foltest hopes to get a group of soldiers, he won't write letters with a private coat of arms. I hope I will lie down." Maybe hunting. Demon hunters know how to fight when facing monsters. They know how to use swords, but on the battlefield of tens of thousands or even 100,000 people, fighting alone does not make much sense. "I want to compare with some masters of swordsmanship. Altest prefers a group of heavy cavalry, a group of well-trained infantry, or a dozen more powerful trebuchets and fire scorpion siege crossbows with a longer range. Also, what did you just want to say?"

When the royal messenger arrived, George seemed to be about to say something, but the arrival of the messenger obviously interrupted his words.

"A message from the South." George took a deep breath. "We found him. Geralt of the Wolf School sent back a message using our telescope set in the Towson Valley."

Zelin knew who George was referring to.

Wigwarts.

Destroyed the order of warlocks in the north, abandoned the kings of the north, provoked a new round of the Civil War, and betrayed the magicians of the southern emperor. He might even be planning a plot to assassinate the Southern Emperor and split the empire. He is a unique genius. No matter what his ending will be, Zelin can be sure that he will definitely leave his name in history.

"It seems I have more reason to go to the South." Zelin put away the letter and asked George, "How does the second mutation feel?"

After debugging by the warlock, the secondary mutation equipment brought back by Zelin from Tousent will no longer bring any negative effects and harms. In other words, the toxicity will be reduced as much as possible. Be improved. This is a great improvement for the Demon Hunter. They will not face the dilemma again, looking at the various potions and decoctions they can use, but can only choose one or two bottles from them. After the second mutation, the resistance to toxicity will increase over time, although it may take several years, but for the demon hunter, several years is not a problem.

"Very good." George moved his shoulders. "Strength, speed, seal and anti-toxicity. This is the first time we can improve on mutations in hundreds of years. This proves that it is feasible to improve mutations. We Now with the help of a warlock, I hope more and more that after the second mutation, we can continue to improve the mutation and make our body stronger."

"Don't worry, George." Zelin walked to the side stairs and went up the stairs. George followed him. "We don't lack time, but I hope we can be safer."

Zelin had already seen the consequences of overly aggressive pursuit of knowledge and power in Yanan.

"Of course, you are right, but you should understand how important it is to have a powerful force in the face of more and more monsters."

"I definitely understand, George." Zelin stopped suddenly and said to George under the stairs. "I will leave tomorrow. I will leave you to handle those orders."

"You really gave me a very troublesome commission."

"I think the powerful force after the second mutation will definitely help you." Zelin joked.

The demon hunter's academy has entered a period of normal operation, Zelin does not need to worry about whether there will be any problems with this academy if he leaves. There is no need to clean up the snow when you leave, in case you find that the roof is collapsed by the snow when you come back. Compared to when he first got the castle a few years ago, the changes today are indeed quite different.

Looking down from the balcony on the second floor, I just met Yusevka's gaze, and the doctor smiled at him slightly and turned back to his clinic.

Standing at the top of the castle, the demon hunter can almost look into the distance, in the Haji Fortress in the Pontar Valley. The war has burned to the Pontar Valley, and he must protect his efforts to survive the war. Secular wars may not affect the demon hunters, but other wars, Wigwarts, Philippa’s Sorcerer’s Hall, the Sorcerer’s Order of Sunnid Island, Ban Ad College, and the South The Vekvarro mage, who served for the emperor, might once again appear in the wild hunt on the horizon.

Hanging the weapon on the wooden stand next to the attic, looking at the darkening sky outside, Zelin lay on the bed and slowly closed his eyes. Throwing chaotic thoughts behind, he quickly fell into a dream.

Chapter 965 The Heart Under the Flame

The pavilion is warm, floral, and the monotonous and noisy buzzing of bees fills everyone's sense of hearing, sight and smell. There are white clouds floating in the sky, and the mild sunlight is hiding behind the clouds, carefully avoiding the strong light of oneself and stabbing this beautiful land.

Emperor Enhill Entrance is standing in the palace of Nilfgarde's imperial capital, looking indifferently at the artist who presented him with the latest paintings. Master Andrewda is the most famous painter in the imperial capital, except that he is sometimes neurotic. But the emperor's eyes apparently cured his mental troubles temporarily.

This is a portrait, oil painting dye clearly outlines a girl in a pale white dress. The girl in the painting has short pale white hair. Although she is wearing a gorgeous dress, she has a very reluctant expression on her face. It is like a child playing in the courtyard, but she is suddenly called over to dress. It is the same as when unfit clothes stand in one place, waiting for an old man to draw his appearance completely before leaving.

Enhill knew that the girl in the painting was not by his side, and that this was not what he wanted the person to look like now. A group of conspirators thought that the emperor had never seen the princess of Sintra, and thought they could deceive the eyes of Enhill, the white flame. Andruda is indeed a master, and only relied on a short description to vividly draw the picture the emperor wanted.

"You did a great job, Master."

The emperor stood up from the gold-encrusted armchair, and the artist bowed deeply, smoothing the decorative stripes on his chest with a little nervousness. Then he realized that he shouldn't do this, his fingers trembled, and he quickly put his hands where they should be.