God-level Demon Hunter

They blushed and had thick necks, and they shouted all kinds of words.There are those who confess their love to the air, those who swear and curse, and those who raise their heads and chests and recite sonnets with eloquence, like a serious poet.

What's more, they uttered a series of high-pitched calls that made people blush and heartbeat, and then screamed and rushed into the parade and the human carriage.

start dancing!

The queue on the long street is like a winding fire dragon, dividing the whole of Sintra in half.

Roy covered his ears, the smell of wine and sweat wrinkled his nose.Then he drew back, thinking that he might not be suitable for this kind of madness.

But there was a faint commotion like a cat's claw in his heart.

He didn't leave, and quickly walked to the position farthest from the light, trying to hide at the tail of the parade and find something less exciting.But he miscalculated.

Here and there were piles of lighted pine logs, the red lights of torches dotted the night sky, thick smoke poured into the darkness, and the fires crackled and flickered among the dancing figures.

Roy's eyes were dazzled, and his ears were filled with messy voices.

The witcher's perception was so keen, and he was so greatly stimulated. For a moment, it was as if a thousand drills were drilling into his brain.

He was dazed and didn't know why, but the people coming from farther behind pushed him forward like surging waves, pushing him into the parade.

Between shoulder to shoulder, a hand stretched out from the side grabbed the demon hunter's shoulder, and stuffed him with a small cup. The liquid in the cup was frothy, and the mellow aroma of malt was intoxicating.

"Beer? Bad!"

Roy also yelled, shook his head, and pushed the guy holding a bucket of watered beer back into the crowd, but another soft little hand grabbed his arm again.

"Dancing!" A young girl with bright eyes and a slender figure came to his ear at some point, and exhaled hot air against his ear.

She obviously took a fancy to the young witcher with black hair and golden eyes, grabbed his sleeve, and pulled Roy, who was still in a state of confusion, into the carnival team.

She danced beside him, circling the witcher, her robes and the flowers in her hair swaying in the wind.

"Dance!" she snorted, displeased by the clumsy performance of the witcher!The latter froze for a moment, trying to refuse, but couldn't open his mouth.

What was even more frightening was that he found himself poisoned and out of control, and began to dance to the beat of the girl in front of him.

"When all the people you see are crazy, then you are no exception!"

Roy finally understood the proverb about holiday parties.

A smear of blood stained the witcher's cheek, he no longer resisted, and joined the dance with the girl opposite.

Even if not calmly, he turned deftly by instinct, avoiding the other dancers.

He is like a cat on tiptoe, even in a manic crowd, he is still agile and graceful.

A commotion erupted around them. A tall man pulled a petite girl and ran into the darkness beyond the light of the bonfire. The girl let out nervous laughter and shouts, struggled gently in his arms, and gradually stopped Struggling, disappeared into the corner together with the man.

"Who is that?" The familiar face made Roy startled, the rhythm of the dance was disrupted, and he accidentally stepped on his partner's feet, causing her to throw a reproachful look.

"Sorry, I just saw an acquaintance."

Yes, acquaintance, just now he clearly saw the amber eyes and familiar facial contours of the man who took the girl away.

"Ox, this guy has already started attacking?"

Not allowing him to think too much, the demon hunter was caught in the rhythm again by the crowd, and accidentally lost his dance partner.

People began to hold hands, shouted loudly, and marched along the road between the campfires. Someone fell and broke the formation, and the people who followed were divided into several small groups.

At the nearest bonfire, bundles of dry pine branches were thrown into the fire, and the yellow light became more vivid, illuminating the surroundings.

Roy continued to follow the crowd.

It has to be said that after this episode, there was no commotion in his eyes anymore.Even when the crowd around him became crazier, he remained calm as a bystander.

After a long time, Roy's team reached the end——

The crowd sings and dances on the stage, waving branches with flowers and ears of wheat.

Shout out, "Harvest Festival"...

But what am I doing here?Roy looked away.

There is a star twinkling in the darkness, its light is dazzling.The badge around his neck began to vibrate.

"The badge is vibrating, there is a situation!"

Instinctively, Roy let go of his pupils, and his eyes easily penetrated the darkness and across the crowd: a woman with a hot figure is actively pulling her dance partner into a dark corner - the bald man's shirt has all been unbuttoned Open, revealing hill-like bulging muscles.

The bald man felt strange attention, turned his head to look, and couldn't help giving him an encouraging look, and he was pulled away by the woman.

"Leso, you're having a good time..."

Roy's eyes continued to turn, searching for Serrit, and then stopped somewhere.Among the noisy crowd, a woman in a black velvet cloak stood quietly.

She is the source of the magic.

She was out of place with the carnival crowd, and a strand of long fiery red hair was exposed from the edge of the velvet cloak all over her body.

She walked towards him in crystal high heels,

The sound of "da, da, da" was unexpectedly clear in the noisy crowd, accompanied by a rich rose fragrance, and the men and women crowded in front of her, as if drunk, staggered inexplicably, Just leave a way for her.

The vibration of the emblem became more and more violent.

As it got closer, the woman walked in front of the witcher, and he felt a suffocating pressure.

She was tall, half a head taller than Roy, her blue eyes were like lake water, and her wheat-colored skin was smooth and delicate.

"Roy..." She smiled brightly, revealing a mouthful of neat and white teeth, shining white.

"Coral..." the witcher was surprised, "You didn't spend the Harvest Festival in Kerak, why did you come here?"

"Also, how did you find me?"

He stared at the face of the sorceress, and his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the Temple of Melitelli, that unforgettable time.

"Young man, you don't keep your word," the sorceress waved her slender index finger. "Because you missed the appointment first, so I can only come to you! As for how to find it, it's a trivial trick."

The sorceress stretched out her hand to the witcher,

The latter shook his head, obviously not believing her nonsense, but he had no room to resist.The sorceress' coral blue eyes were like a stream of clear springs, staring at his face until he couldn't bear it and held the sorceress' hand instead.

Cold, soft, but full of zest.

The sorceress grabbed the witcher, pushed through the crowd, and walked onto the stage.

"where are we going?"

"What should I do at the festival party, do you still need me to explain?" The sorceress blinked her long eyelashes, "Let's dance first!"

"But I won't at all..."

"Lie! Didn't you look good in the crowd just now? And I have to say..." The sorceress unbuttoned her cloak, revealing her protruding figure, and she just put the cloak back into the void.

"Your dance style is unique, I haven't seen it in other places." With a burst of fragrant wind, she came behind the demon hunter, swung her waist self-consciously, and then touched the demon hunter's back. He froze.

"Come on, Roy, or don't you dare?" Her red lips breathed hot against his neck.

"I don't dare?! It's okay... Let me show you the style from another world!"

The blue and dark golden eyes meet at this moment.

This is not a palace ball, there are not so many rigid rules, and there is no gentlemanly demeanor that hinders the legs. The dance here is casual and passionate.

There are many styles.

The two danced solo apart sometimes, and sometimes they were close together. Gradually following the surging sounds around them, they danced happily to the rhythm of the music.

At some point, someone on the stage began to recite poetry loudly, "Your deep eyes made me blush and my heart beat. The whole world suddenly turned upside down... Music, singing, and you made me feel as sweet as honey. For a moment , I seem to feel like you are proficient in the lute, just want you to touch my longing soul with enthusiasm."

The melodious lute came one after another, and the couples on the stage slowed down the rhythm tacitly.

They were facing each other, fingers intertwined, slowly circling with the music, they stared at each other, almost sucking each other into their deep eyes.

"Coral," Roy looked at the beautiful sorceress, "seriously, why did you come to Sintra?"

"Because..." The female sorceress showed a trace of sadness on her pretty face, "Lonely and lonely..."

"Heck...because I'm bored! Seeing that you are very pleasing to the eye, it's hard to spend a holiday, so I want to talk to you and relieve boredom..."

Coral is still the guy who always flirts with people, but he is no longer the boy who blushed and had a heartbeat.

At this time, Roy thought of the idea of ​​the Witcher Brotherhood. He needed the assistance of a powerful warlock. Coral, um, was a good choice.

"The dance is over, it's time to get down to business."

"What business? Where are you taking me?!"

The flame-like hair of the female sorceress rippling with crisp laughter, she took the hand of the witcher, and ran quickly towards the dark bush...

……

Chapter 3 Departure from White Orchard

Dawn broke and the long night of harvest came to an end.

The young witcher led the sorceress back to the witcher's hut, bypassing the piles of burnt bonfires in the street.

Lei Suo and the Oakes brothers woke up from the carnival last night, and there was no trace of abnormality on their faces. They had already packed their simple luggage and were ready to go.

When the witcher and the sorceress entered the room, three pairs of sharp eyes suddenly looked at them.

"Oh my god, my eyes are blurred? I can't believe it..." Oakes covered his mouth and yelled, "What did I see? A rookie from the Viper School actually got an appointment with a female sorceress."

"Shut up, idiot! The jealousy in your eyes is drowning!" Serrit yelled at his brother, and then patted the young man on the shoulder with a look of relief, "Congratulations, Roy, finally becoming a man……"

"You have misunderstood..." Roy looked calm, and stroked the wrinkled and slightly damp shirt on his body, "I chatted with Coral all night to discuss the idea mentioned before. Now that the harvest festival is over, let's go Let's talk business."

"Are you sure you can talk about business now, and not go back to the bedroom to continue to be gentle?" Lei Suo's eyes swiveled between the sorceress and the disciple. She looked like she had just taken a bath, with a rosy complexion, glistening skin, and a plump body. The body sticks to the apprentice intentionally or unintentionally.

"Is the lipstick delicious?" He rarely sneered.

"Leso...I said no!"

Next to her, the beautiful sorceress felt the hostility of the bald man, smiled, flaunted and considerately fastened the top button of the shirt for the person next to her.

"Ms. Rita..." Lei Suo's pupils narrowed, his voice was suppressed to the extreme, like the calm before the storm, "If I remember correctly, the Trial of Green Grass ended as early as in the Temple of Meriteri?"

"Why come to pester my disciple?"

Rita Need snorted heavily, feeling a little angry in her heart.But the people around her patted the back of her hand to calm her down.

"Barbarian, in the past, based on your attitude, I would have frozen you into an ice sculpture and placed you in the yard. For Roy's sake, I don't care about you."

"Coral, don't be angry..." Roy stepped forward to block between the two, "I'm sorry Lei Suo, I should tell you first. This time I specially invited Coral to come over to help. This operation has a long journey, if Just riding a horse takes too long. Coral saves us a lot of time.”

Many warlocks mastered the portal spell, and Rita Nieder was no exception. She had secret bases in many northern countries, and she used the portal to quickly travel between these coordinates.

According to Roy's previous plan, the four Snake Demon Hunters will split into two groups to search for the treasures of Colgrim and Morden.Serrit and Oakes, twin brothers from Nilfgaard, went to Toussaint together, and Roy and Leto went to White Orchard together.

"White Orchard in Temeria..." The sorceress rubbed her delicate chin, "Roy, I can only send you and the barbarians to Vizima. I have a house in the trade zone."

"As for Serrit and Oakes, I'm sorry..." the sorceress said softly, "Tausent belongs to the territory of Nilfgaard, and I don't have coordinates in the south. How about Manada? But you have to pass through Amei in the south I heard that the area is not very safe recently, and there are royal griffins infesting."

The witcher brothers looked at each other, seeing excitement in each other's eyes. "It's been a long time since we haven't exercised our muscles and bones, which suits our appetite."

……

"It's already very good, thank you coral." Roy said sincerely,

The female sorceress smiled softly, "Remember to come to me when you're done, I really didn't enjoy dancing last night..."

Wei Lan's eyes blinked, "I also want to learn your exclusive dance, so that I can show it off in front of my sisters."

"Well, I'll call you."

"That... Ms. Rita..." Oakes raised his head and took a deep breath, and walked forward with his head held high, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"A problem, witcher?"

"Ms. Rita, I don't know if you have any close sisters of warlocks, can you introduce...introduce me?"

"..."

Rita Nieder's fingers painted with purple nail polish made gestures in mid-air, turning her wrists regularly, accompanied by a clear sound of incantations, a gust of wind blew out of nowhere in the witcher's hut, and the strong wind blew her robe away. There was a rustling sound, and a moment later, a vertical opening opened in the space, as tall as a person.

As the spell deepened, the crack expanded rapidly, forming a square gate in the blink of an eye.

The female sorceress pressed the door with her slender hand, and the hurricane that cut people's skin was completely calmed down, and the portal was completely formed, like a mirror surface of a full-length mirror, reflecting the images of everyone.

"Take care of Wilt for me, buddy, if something happens to him..." Roy patted the brown horse's neck and warned, because Toussaint was far away, and the Serrit brothers borrowed it.

"Don't worry, I promise to send it back to you intact!"