The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Leonard told Zelin something, but this did not solve the mystery, but brought more mysteries.

"Okay, but what does this have to do with the rescue of Hezer? If your method doesn't work, I will use my own method."

If there is no other feasible method here, Zelin would rather send Hazel to his own world, and the healing artifacts and techniques of the Warlock Order might come in handy. Wigwarts can use magic to make a new eyeball and successfully transplant it. It is not impossible to cultivate a new limb in the warlock’s laboratory and then transplant it. Although the limbs made by magic may be very fragile, It took a long time and was expensive, but Zelin thought he could afford it.

"Do you know why the maid serving the princess is called a saint?" Leonard asked rhetorically. He ignored Zelin's idea. Maybe he thought no one could do it. "Only women who serve gods are qualified to be called saints. Haven't you ever thought about anyone in this land who is qualified to be called gods?"

Zelin thought of Gwendelin and his elder brother in Gulongding. They are all called gods, and they are all one family. At least until now, Zelin has not seen other gods or people called gods in this world.

"You mean..."

"Goddess Rosalia, she is the goddess of fertility and fertility. I thought you would know it, but it was my fault. Few people remember that there was a goddess of fertility and fertility. Her real name Not Rosalia, but Gwen Avril, the Sun Princess. Now the eldest sister of the Dark Moon God in Yanorrond."

Zelin listened to Leonard's explanation and glanced at Rosalia who was lying on the stone platform. The demon hunter rarely showed a surprised expression.

"This is really... an unexpected story. Why do you know so much?" Zelin was curious. Leonard knew far more than he seemed.

"I used to be a black hand, responsible for protecting members of the royal family. When the princess was banished, I also left. The black hand had three members, who used to be me, Shenwei and Goetheshilt. I don’t know who became the new one after I left. The black hand of, maybe it is the daughter of the crystallized scholar in the large library, he and the crystallized old man in the forest of punishment are brothers, and there is also a daughter named Irene... Irinde..." Leonard hesitated After a moment, finally shook his head. "I don't remember her name."

"So what do you think?"

"I want to bring the soul of the goddess Rosaria back to Yanorlund. I don't understand why the goddess has become such a look, and why her blessing ability turns him into a maggot. Maybe in Yanor Lund, I can find the answer. That was once the residence of the Sun Princess. If the princess can restore the appearance of the Sun Princess, maybe her healing blessing can restore Hazel's soul and body." Leonard While speaking, his eyes kept on Rosalia. "Will you go with me? This is not a safe road."

"I also have the idea of ​​going to Yanorlund. I have a friend who has lost the news. She is a member of the Dark Moon Sword. Maybe I can find a clue to her there. Ah yes, you probably know. Zelin patted his forehead. "Her name is Siris, and I heard from Heizer that she had come here with two companions some time ago and killed the mysterious bishops who were entrenched under the church."

"I have an impression." Leonard rubbed his fingers subconsciously. "After defeating the bishops, I followed them for a while, and they went in the direction of Yanorlund. You might be able to see her in Yanorlund, but I remember that the Dark Moon Sword is long gone. Member, is she the latest knight to join?"

Zelin was stunned for a moment. He suddenly realized that he didn't seem to understand how Siris became the Darkmoon Sword. She just said that in her grandfather, the paladin Fodorinku of the Twilight Kingdom was looking for the relief of immortality. After leaving the country by cursing, she also set off in the back to find and trace the whereabouts of grandfather. But as for other things, he didn't know anything.

"It seems like..."

"Zelin! Zelin! Come here!"

The dragonborn's voice attracted Zelin's attention. The demon hunter stood up and walked towards her. At this time, he saw Hezer, who was resting on the dragonborn's thigh, slowly opening his eyes.

"Um..." Hezer's eyelids parted a gap. Her head turned slightly, she first saw the Dragonborn close at hand, and then noticed Zelin who was squatting down beside her. "The ceremony was successful? Well...what's the matter? I feel a little strange..."

Her eyes were full of confusion and confusion. Gradually, her eyes opened gradually, and the confusion was replaced by panic. She finally remembered what had happened.

"Me, my legs, I... this is! How is this..."

"Hezer, Hezer, you need to be quiet first, you need to rest." Hezer wanted to sit up, but Zelin pressed her shoulder and asked her to lie back again. "The matter is over, you are safe now, take a good rest, and we will help you solve the rest."

Hazel stared at Ze Lin blankly.

"How do I look now?"

Zelin's fingers gently stroked Hazel's cheek. "Very beautiful."

"Lying."

"You shouldn't cover your face with a bandage. It's a waste of beautiful things, and your scar is pretty, too. I like it very much."

"You are lying."

"Trust me, I assure you, if I'm lying, then you won't find an honest person in this world."

Hazel lowered his eyes, as if temporarily believing Zelin's words, "I can't feel my leg and left hand, what am I now?"

"This is the problem we are trying to solve. Don't worry, Leonard and I have a treatment plan. What you need now is to wait and recuperate."

"You've been comforting me, haven't you?" Hazel said sadly. "I'm dying, I really am an incompetent person. I let everyone down, I couldn't do anything, and finally became like this. There is no need to trouble you guys about my business. Throw me here. , You guys go, it's not safe here anymore."

"I tried to save you, but I didn't want to throw you here again." Zelin put away his persuasive expression, he shook Hazel's cheek, and said in a strong tone, "Now, I saved you. You owe me, so you want to listen to me, understand?"

Hezer looked at Zelin in surprise and nodded subconsciously.

"Listen well, I order you to close your eyes, rest, and throw away all the messy thoughts in your head. I will tell you the rest. Don't bother me and Leonard trying to find a way."

Chapter 1426: Father's love is like a mountain

Next, they almost completed the preparation work in the sound of the living corpses scratching the wooden boards and walls.

Zelin was thinking about whether he could get in touch with Francesca and temporarily place Hazel in his world, but unfortunately, the concentration of Chaos Mana is too low to be negligible. Only at a distance of less than 100 meters in a straight line, the telescope contact between Zelin and Gnaiya became intermittent, not to mention the cross-world contact. It is estimated that before the emergence of the new Chaos Tide, it will be difficult for Zelin to get in touch with the elves far away from the rift in the portal.

What's more helpless is that the world seems to be becoming more and more chaotic.

"Are you sure you didn't go the wrong place?"

"My experience of going out is indeed less than you, but this does not mean that I will forget the road I walked two or three days ago. I am pretty sure that it has become completely unrecognizable there. I can't find any traces of the portal opening, and Telescope There was no response. The talisman you gave me did not respond at all."

The dragonborn volunteered to leave for two days and went to the portal, thinking that he could get in touch with Francesca, while the demon hunter stayed in the church and looked after Hezer. If you can get in touch with the elves, then you can let Francesca use directional navigation to open a small portal. Zelin can ride a ghost horse and send Hazel to the portal in one day. She was sent to a safe world. But unfortunately, the Dragonborn did not find any traces of the portal where they arrived, and the Telescope and Demon Hunter badges did not react in any way when encountering Chaos Magic.

The portal must have drifted again.

Some unknown power is still affecting the portal. Zelin doesn’t know what consequences this impact will have on the portal. Francesca is helpless with this power. If possible, Zelin hopes to find a way to figure it out. . But before considering these things.

Longyi took a sip of the water in the kettle and sighed for a long time. They can't stay in the Youxian Church any longer. The well outside the church has dried up, and they won't try to see if the water in the stream along the side can be drunk. The hordes of monsters inside might have polluted the water long ago.

"Are your things packed?"

"No problem, we can get ready to go. Leonard has gone to clean the stairs and the corpses in the hallway, and we will go to Janor Lund with him."

The Dragonborn covered the kettle and put the kettle in the package. He looked at Hezer, who had been silent by the stone pillar, and couldn't help but sighed sympathetically. Falling when the distance is closest to success, and there is no chance to climb again, how many people can withstand such a blow?

"Gnaiya, I think..."

"I will wait for you at the door." Gnaiya gave Zelin an understanding look, Gnaiya packed up her package and walked to the bedroom door. In front of the gate, she suddenly stopped, turned her head, and shook her fist viciously at Zelin. "I'm right outside the door."

The door closed slowly. After the door was completely closed, Longyi threw the package on the ground. She leaned against the wall, sat down slowly, shook her head as if drunk, and scratched her hair fiercely.

Is there any woman who sees a man she likes walking towards another woman without feeling anything in her heart? Gnaiya is a dragonborn, but also an ordinary Nord, who can be angry, angry, jealous, and sad. But she knew that her jealousy was nothing compared to a soul who was lost and helpless and fell into the abyss.

But for some reason, I still feel very uncomfortable...

Very uncomfortable...

Seeing Gnaiya disappearing behind the door, Zelin sighed softly.

Hezer still stared at the candlestick in the bedroom blankly, and the pulsating candlelight reflected in his godless eyes. For these two days, Hezer remained silent, either stroking his maggot-like arm, staring at the fire, or sobbing when there was no one around. Zelin was very happy that she hadn't done anything else to hurt herself, maybe she didn't do it just because she couldn't do it as she is now.

Zelin leaned against the stone pillar with her, and sat down beside Hazel.

"Hazel."

Zelin called her, but she did not respond, she was still immersed in her thoughts, her muddy eyes couldn't erase the trace of pain.

"Hazel." Zelin touched her arm, recalling the thoughts of Crystal's daughter.