The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"It's so comfortable. Well, I will rest here in the future."

"Hey, wait a little longer, that's Enid..." Before Zelin could finish speaking, the light green tulle that Francesca used to slept on was thrown onto the back of the wooden chair by the dragonborn. On.

"Why do you have to spread this thing when you sleep, it's really strange, or these soft fur blankets are more comfortable."

"Uh, you better not close that ceramic pot, that's..."

Francesca's favorite fragrance pot was covered with a snap of the dragonborn, and then thrown into the closet.

"How can such a choking smell make people fall asleep."

Watching Longyi take out the package that he didn't know where it was hiding before, and took out the blanket and pillow he liked when he slept. Zelin sighed lightly, then blew out the candle.

It is estimated that when Francesca comes back, he will have to explain again. Maybe he should remove the combustibles here before he leaves tomorrow?

The demon hunter should know that today there can be no comfortable rest night.

"Hey, hello, let me ask you, what do you think about Virginia?" Zelin felt sleepy in the sky when someone was poking him in the chest. The demon hunter's eyes opened a gap slightly, and Gnaiya's cheek leaning against was seen in the blur.

"What do you think?" Zelin closed his eyes again, and said with an urn sound.

"You, don't tell me you didn't see what she thought about coming here?" Gnaiya grabbed Zelin's cheek a little annoyed. "Ha, she has almost written what she wants to do on her face. When I was in Xueman, why didn't I ask you to go to Hogarth Peak together? It was obviously the first time we came together at that time. When Mahakam was in, she gave in...Hey, what am I asking you, what do you think?"

"Virginia came to cooperate with Dean Tishaya this time. She stayed here for work reasons. I can't refuse her. At least we are acquaintances and friends, comrades who have fought together. She needs every week. Staying in the castle for a few days, I have no need to refuse it because of reason and reason. Moreover, this is related to the reform plan of the Eritusa Academy. I cannot influence the plan related to the life and death of the entire Academy for personal reasons."

Zelin said weakly. Four o'clock in the morning was when people were most sleepy. He put his hand on the dragonborn's back, and Gnaiya's throat made a gurgling sound, as if she was unconvinced but couldn't refute it. , But she let go.

"Do you really have no other ideas?"

Zelin hugged her tightly, and Gneia made a faint voice, like a cat, "I have you now, what other thoughts can I have?"

"Hmph, you liar, you can only lie to me." Long Yi snorted, twisted his body to a more comfortable position, closed his eyes again, and gradually fell asleep.

Until dawn.

The first thousand three hundred and thirty-eight chapters set off

"You don't seem to be in good spirits. Didn't you sleep last night?"

The mountain roads in the early morning are extremely lonely. Most of the cold wind from the north is divided into two by the mountains, one part flows into the plains of Temoria, and the other part breaks into the hills of Aden and Livia. But there is still a part of the wind that cunningly found the central valley and poured into the valley like a flood from a bank.

Zelin led the horse and pulled the edge of his hood. Under such a strong wind, he could hardly ride a horse on the mountain road.

"No, it's just a bit tired recently." Zelin tightened his mouth. He glanced at Ren. The youngest demon hunter showed an unidentified expression. He waved his hand, grinned, and then came again. There was a violent cough, and he took a few mouthfuls on the ground---obviously, he had eaten ashes.

"After a few more decades, I also want to experience the fatigue you have encountered."

"After a few decades, you won't have this idea."

The castle of the demon hunter gradually moved away behind him, leaving only a burst of laughter from Renn. This demon hunter did not accept so many mutants and potions during the trial of the grass. It may be that Vesemir didn’t want an apprentice to suffer too much, so unlike others, his nervous system was strong. He has survived the trial, although he has left behind the sequelae of sometimes migraines.

His gray horse was the spoils of the trophies when he killed a few robbers who blocked the road. It was a sturdy horse. From time to time, he had to appease the seal, but sometimes his seal was very weak, which could only make the horse jump and jump. Cheng kept panting, as if his body was covered with horse flies. In contrast, Zelin's **** is much more stable, but its steps have become heavier.

It has been 6 years from the first Empire-Northern War in 1263 to the present 1269.

Some people, some things have gone with time.

They walked along the winding mountain roads of Mahakam. The demon bird with the human face that appeared from time to time would not be a trouble for the two demon hunters, but it must be admitted that these monsters living in the mountains are always endless, no matter it is during the day. It's still dark, and you can always see them. Fortunately, this group of monsters is not without weakness. According to the monster manual of the demon hunter, the human face monster bird hates the smell of fish oil, and the smoke of burning fish oil can effectively drive them away.

The **** snorted, as if protesting the smell of this oil. Zelin raised his head. He saw more than a dozen human-faced monster birds hovering in the sky, but they all bypassed the trails of the demon hunters.

"Their reproduction speed is too fast." The nests of these human-faced monster birds are on steep cliffs and mountain peaks. No one can fly. A warlock who knows how to fly will not condescend to clean up a few monster nests, even demon hunters. Try to clean up the monsters on the road from the castle to the floating port and the direction of Forge as much as possible. These demon birds with human faces are like weeds, and they can always grow back the next day.

"And in these uninhabited mountainous areas, no one would hire a demon hunter to hunt monsters." Ren rubbed the tip of his nose, he sneezed, and the rising and falling mountain breeze spread the smoke. The face demon bird screamed and fled like a human seeing a carrion.

"Believe me, Rennes, we will never imagine what kind of minerals and secrets are hidden in these uninhabited mountains today, copper, silver, iron, and magical places, covered in dust and weeds. Buried iron crater. When people find this place one day, someone will come to hunt demon hunters. Compared with monsters, humans will never be counted as the majority in this world. Think about it, many years ago, Hundreds of years ago, the demon hunters were about to kill the griffin beasts and the pterodactyls to extinction. As a result, the cleverer groups hid in the deep mountains and forests. Now, their number has returned to half of the past. Level up."

Zelin watched the demon bird disappearing to the horizon, and blew out the half-burning grease in the copper pot. He held out a finger to Renn. "A few days ago, I heard that pterodactyls also appeared in the sewers of Vicima City. There seems to be a pterodactyl lair in it."

"The dragon in the sewer?" Rene seemed to have heard the funniest joke in his life. "When did the pterodactyl and the water ghost become neighbors?"

"Every race is adapting to the new environment. We can't tell which day we will still find a mermaid swimming over in our pool." Zelin spread his hand, standing on the corner of the mountain road, looking down. A shimmering, unnamed stream passed through the Dwarven Outpost on the Mahakam Border below, and merged into the Adenian realm. "Let's go, I heard there is a giant in the mountains near Kyle Morkhan?"

"Old spearhead? No, it's not. I, I don't know what it is. I avoided it when I went to get the badge. I only know that this guy likes to sleep."

They followed the mountain road and crossed the border of Mahakam before dusk to reach the territory of Aden. But here, the sparkling river has changed, replaced by black and gray rivers-knights, armored infantry, farmer levies, and hired dwarves. An army of Adenian is marching on the highway, and the dust raised makes them like a group of wild horses running wild. Before the sun slanting west completely disappeared, the two demon hunters arrived on the main road, but more travelers had arrived before then. Zelin and Ren had to stop and lean on the side of the road because the road was already there. It was completely blocked by the army.

"Look at these people, they have at least one thousand, maybe two thousand? How did De Mawen convince the nobles to continue to be loyal to him?" Zelin stationed on the side of the road, watching the two soldiers driving the cattle dragging supplies. As the car passed in front of him, the smell of cow dung was immediately permeated in the air.

"They must have gone to the northern front." Renn didn't pay attention to Zelin's last question. He straightened up on horseback and hit the shed in front of his eyes. "I saw the flags of Van Geborg, Aldeburgh... and Gureta. King Demavin must have assembled all the troops that can be mobilized across the country. Strange? Why didn't I see the King's flag? "

"I don't think this is the main force of Aden, this should be the reserve team." The smell of cow dung gradually drifted away. Behind the armed soldiers was a group of longbowmen. They held all kinds of flags and emblems, and ran out from the main body. The road overflowed, and the weeds on the side of the road were stepped into the soil. "I'm really not optimistic that Demavin will go to the front in person. He can do it now only because the blood in his veins is different from ordinary people. But this army is good for us."

"What?"

"I can be sure that this road is safe, at least in Aden."

The first thousand three hundred and thirty-nine chapters secret meeting

Francesca stood on the round magic circle with a six-pointed star, staring at the prism that was separated into a triangle in front of her. She stretched out her finger, and flicked her fingertip at the diamond-shaped crystal in the center, and the three prisms immediately lit up with bright pale blue light. The figure of the elves bathed in this blue light, the darkness in this secret room was dispelled, and replaced by shadows composed of light.

"I think everyone who needs to participate in this meeting is here." Philippa's voice sounded in the secret room, and the light from the prismatic crystal penetrated the ground, and then gradually formed the figure of nine witches. In the Sorceress Assembly, each member has considerable status and power in different countries, whether it is Philiba who controls Redania behind the scenes, or a magical advisor in the Temorian King’s Council, or Kodwin's court is like a magician who is the chief general. Nobody knows the identity of these female warlocks in the north. Their public meetings can cause serious consequences, and these ladies know this well.

Francesca understands this spell, which allows many female warlocks to appear together in the form of projections. In the eyes of other female warlocks, she is now a projection. This kind of spell is not as convenient as Telescope, but it can prevent the magic from being detected.

"It's all here, one more than I expected." Sabina looked at Francesca. "I thought that our Queen was busy with government affairs, and might not take care of our group of old women who have neither wealth nor rights."

Philippa glared at Sabina. "We are not here to fight or ridicule each other, ladies."

"I don't care about this, Philippa. After all, our lady Sabina is about to fall out of favor in the court of Kodwin. Compared with the old woman who plays magic but has no education and politeness, the court seems to need one more. A general who is brave and good at fighting and knows how to advance and retreat, such as Ben Ader's Van der Grift?" Francesca smiled kindly, and she lowered her eyes and looked at the golden ring on the ring.

"But we are good colleagues after all, right? Don’t worry, even if you are expelled, you can go to Baihua Valley to find a new job. I will take you in. I think, my court seems to be missing one. Joke-telling clown, Ms. Sabina, you will definitely be competent. Oh, yes, remember to tell me through a telescope when you are expelled, otherwise a talented clown actor would starve to death halfway and be taken away by a wolf. It's a pity, I don't have time to find your wreck in the wolf dung."

Sabina still had a standard smile on her face. Only those eyes could tell that she was in a state of anger. She wanted to say something, and Philippa waved her hand violently. "Enough, ladies, while you are arguing, Kodwin’s most elite army is marching towards Rukmard Fortress. Hensett wants to start a new war, and his goal is definitely not limited to In the Upper Aden area, take down Lou Kema, his army can always advance to the fortress of Haji in Temoria, the Fortress of Mahakam and Fort Fanger, the Valley of Hundred Flowers and even Livia at any time. The war has just ended. , The North needs to cultivate health, not to lose in one meaningless war after another."

"Uh, maybe these northern kings need someone to tell a joke to alleviate their ambitions." Asire Anachen of Vivaklo smiled nervously. Emperor Enshir's cleaning some time ago made this man from the south. The female warlock looked a little nervous. "I think, this is not a bad thing that needs to be dropped, right?"

"Please be quiet, thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Ashley." Philippa said stiffly. She looked around and saw that no one would interrupt her words again, she clapped her hands, and a map at the junction of Aden and Kodwin appeared in front of them.

"We must make a decision that Aden cannot be destroyed, let alone be annexed by Kodwin. Otherwise, Hensett’s swelling ambitions will plunge the entire North into an endless civil war. We cannot hope that there will be a second Brener Miracle."

"And Aden can't continue to decline." Sher on the side added that the hermit on the wasteland did not choose to join any court, but her magical power and confidence in protecting magic made her in the assembly hall. A place. "De Mavin is a terrible king, and Aden is slowly dying under his rule. I walked through the fairs in Aden. The price of food in it already requires ordinary people to spend a whole month's effort in exchange for it. Aden needs a new one. Yes, a more wise ruler, Livia’s territory is long and narrow, and there is no room for maneuver. Once the south invades again, the left wing of the north needs Aden to protect, and a weak Aden cannot be competent."

"But if Aden wins this war, it will strengthen Demavin's kingship." Kayla on the side asked a question. "We can't let Kodwin win, but for the sake of Aden, we can't let Demavin win either."

"I will go to the front with the army," Sabina said, holding her staff. "I will report the situation on the battlefield to the assembly in a timely manner. The best result is that Kodwin and Aden are both injured. We have come forward to reach a peace agreement that is beneficial to both parties. Hensett has become more and more trusting in Van der Ge. Rift, if I can, I would prefer that this reckless idiot will die in this battle..." The Sorceress smiled slyly. "Everyone will die. Maybe he needs some little help."

Francesca looked at the female warlock present in silence. As usual, she and Ada remained silent in the assembly hall unless there was something related to the elf race. Other female warlocks seem to be less likely to hope that the elves will get too involved in human affairs, but this does not prevent her from analyzing the situation in the assembly hall.