God-level Demon Hunter

Because of prejudice, most of the farmers in the countryside have heard the dirty rumors about the witcher, and they report malicious speculations.

Even, while they asked the demon hunter to remove the monsters around their homes, they secretly despised each other's mutant image, which is a typical example of crossing rivers and destroying bridges.But this is a common situation. The two of them have long been used to it, and they were prepared to receive unfriendly treatment from the villagers, but they realized that they were wrong when they entered the village.

The village is pitifully small, with only a few dozen or so families. Several houses are covered with cobwebs, windows and doors are covered with dust, and even the roof is broken and big holes are left unattended.

In addition, there are very few adult men in the village. Except for a few men who are farming at the entrance of the village and busy in the orchard, the two of them walked around and saw old and weak women and children in sight.

This group of people behaved very strangely, most of them were sitting in front of the threshold of their own small yard basking in the sun, but they turned a blind eye to these two tightly packed outsiders, and were not at all curious.

When the two went up to ask for directions, the villagers refused to answer them.

Only the little boy hiding behind the straw poked his head curiously, acting like a living person.

"There is a problem..." The two demon hunters exchanged glances. The village gave them the feeling of an old man with half of his foot buried in the ground, lifeless. The villagers seemed to be tortured by the suffering of life and lost their desire. look numb,

Indifferent to nothing.

"Little devil..." Roy hooked his fingers at the little boy, who shook his head timidly, then turned and ran away like a frightened little beast.

The two had no choice but to find other ways to inquire about the news.

Under normal circumstances, no matter how small the village is, there are two functional buildings. One is the blacksmith shop, which is responsible for making and repairing farm tools for the villagers, or preparing some simple hunting traps and arrows for the hunters.

The other is the tavern. There are few entertainment activities in the countryside. After a busy day, some villagers will choose to go to the tavern to drink a glass of muddy low-quality fruit wine and brag. Friends show off.Therefore, the tavern is the place where news is exchanged most frequently, and the owner of the tavern is definitely the most well-informed person.

……

The hotel and tavern in White Orchard Village is located in the center of the village, the most spacious building.

The two entered the door one after the other, but saw a middle-aged woman in front of the wine cabinet facing the door, propping her chin with one hand on the wine table, looking out of the window dreamily.

"The proprietress..." The witcher took off his hood and knocked on the wine cabinet, waking the woman up. "Goddess Melitelli, bless you, finally we have a guest!" Wiped it, and smiled flatteringly at the witcher,

"What do you two distinguished guests want? Food and drink?"

"Hmm... two glasses of White Orchard's signature wine." Roy sat on the high chair in front of the wine cabinet and scanned the environment of the tavern. The size of the tavern is quite good for a village with a small population. There is a wine table, but the business during the day is very deserted, only the table by the window has a guest in a bag with his back facing the two of them drinking wine quietly.

"Okay! Two glasses of mixed fruit wine, please wait a moment." The proprietress turned her back and began to prepare drinks.She was of a certain age, but her figure was well maintained, and her buttocks with her back to the two looked very straight.

"Ahem... Madam Boss, it seems that the business of the tavern is not very good."

"Just call me Brina. The business is terrible. There are only two or three big cats and kittens every day. If this continues, my shop will not be open for long, and it should be closed." The proprietress began to shake the wine cup up and down, mixing wine, Her plump chest also shook.

"Brina," the two demon hunters turned their eyes away, "this village is surprisingly small, and the villagers don't pay any attention to them."

"Is it strange? You two are from far away."

"Miss Boss, explain to us?"

"It's a long story, the two of you might as well have a drink first."

Brina poured two full glasses of yellow, sparkling creamy wine.

Roy took a sip first, and the aroma of mango, apple, citrus and other seasonal fruits filled his mouth.He narrowed his eyes contentedly.

But Leto took a sip and put it down, he prefers spirits.

"To tell you the truth, I moved to this village three years ago at the instigation of my cousin, Bram, and opened this tavern. There were quite a lot of people at that time, and the business was decent."

"What happened later..."

"Later..." Brina hesitated, a trace of timidity flashed across her face, "Then some accidents happened... terrible things happened. Half of the villagers died, and many of the remaining half fled to Viji Ma went to ask for a living. Most of the villagers who were forced to stay lost their loved ones. People were heartbroken and became like empty corpses inside. Indifferent to other things."

"Why didn't you move away?"

"I'm a widow. I spent all my belongings to buy this tavern and hotel in White Orchard. Where else can I go?"

"What happened to that accident?"

Regarding what exactly happened, the proprietress kept silent, no matter how the two asked.

"Well, you don't want to discuss the past of the village, and we don't force you. Let's talk about something serious." Roy drank the sweet fruit wine in one gulp,

"In recent years..."

"One year, two years, maybe farther." Reso added,

"Do you remember that there was a man who was dressed similarly to us and passed by the village. Well... no accident, I should stay at your hotel for one night."

The big man took off his black cloak, revealing the iconic black leather jacket decorated with shoulder pads and chains, and amber pupils.Then he pointed to the pendant on his chest and stared at the woman without blinking.

The landlady trembled, her pupils dilated significantly, and her voice trembled slightly, "Are you demon hunters?"

"The demon hunter is looking for a missing brother." The bald man lowered his head, his voice cold and low.

"I don't know anything!" The proprietress backed away in panic, but she didn't know that her expression had revealed her secret.

Leto stood up, pressing towards the proprietress like a wall, while Roy looked around the tavern vigilantly, and the guest by the window disappeared at some point.

He shook his head and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell, his mind was dazed for no reason, as if he couldn't remember anything, so he went to the door of the tavern to watch the wind.

"Brina, if you don't want to have an accident, please answer our question honestly, where is he? Or where is his body?" Leso walked around the cabinet, raised his eyebrows, and there was thunder in his sharp voice wrath.

"I don't know...don't come here!" The proprietress put her hands on her chest and screamed, "I called someone!" The proprietress opened her mouth, maintaining a terrified expression, but she didn't have time to scream.The bald man's fingers were as nimble as a snake, and he drew a green inverted triangle in front of her eyes.

The inverted triangle seal began to rotate, like a vortex, sucking Brina's whole mind into it, and when her eyes went dark, she lost all consciousness.

"Where is Colgrim?"

"At..." Brina stared blankly at the demon hunter's handprint, which looked like a puppet, "in the northeast of White Orchard Village, five miles away, the tomb of the Virileis family."

"Who is Viriles?"

"Ignatio Viriles, Lord Baron of White Orchard."

"Colgrim died in the catacombs of the Lord's family? Why did he go where?"

"Two years ago," Brina stated in a strangely calm tone, "Kolgrim the Demon Hunter passed by White Orchard Village and stayed in my shop. Many villagers saw it."

"The timing is very unfortunate. The beekeeper old Paul's youngest son, Viti, just disappeared. He thinks that the witcher is very suspicious. Because everyone said that the witcher likes to kidnap and traffic children."

"That night, old Paul secretly complained to Lord Ignatius, persuading the Lord to lead troops overnight and arrest Colgrim."

"The reputation of the demon hunter is not very good, and the lord thought it was troublesome to investigate, so he announced in front of the villagers that the demon hunter had kidnapped old Paul's son and sentenced him to hang."

"He was hanged?" Hu Po's pupils became slits, and the bald man said, his voice was as cold as a knife.

"No, Colgrim refused to pray for the sergeant's mercy, but he asked for a trial trial to prove his innocence by clearing the lord's family tomb."

"And then?"

"He went into the tomb and never... never came out again."

Lei Suo fell into silence, and the images from more than 20 years ago suddenly flashed in his mind.

That bearded, handsome and stubborn young fellow is the best member of the school who is good at forging, and he can even be said to be a master blacksmith.

He took Ivar Xieyan's last order, and waved goodbye to the three men stationed in Gethwald.

At the moment of parting, he had an innocent smile on his face, which was more likable than Oakes.

The bald man can still recall his bold words.

"Lesso, Oakes, Serrit, just wait, when I bring back the blueprint and cast it into a sword, I will defeat you all one by one!"

"Mr. Ivar's successor can only be me!"

How could the person be gone?

"The result? What is the truth? Snake demon hunter Kolgrim kidnapped the beekeeper's child?" Leto lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

Brina was stunned for a long time before saying, "Shortly after the witcher entered the tomb, the villagers found the body of Paul's son in the lower reaches of the stream. He was killed by a water ghost and had nothing to do with the witcher."

"Huh..." Lei Suo took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and quietly clenched his fists.

"Old man... dying at the hands of the ghosts in the tomb is also a kind of destiny. But you don't deserve to be wronged. I will seek justice for you, I swear!"

At the door, Roy, with pricked ears, also had a melancholy face.

A companion who hadn't met yet died so unjustly, and his death was unclear.

"Little devil, your prophecy is completely correct. Kolgrim did die in White Orchard... You have proven your ability to spy on the past. As promised, we will accompany you to Novigrad after we find the blueprint to forge weapons. wait for news."

Resor paused,

"But before that, Colgrim's grievances must be cleared."

"Leso, I don't need you to remind me." Roy said solemnly, "As a member of the Snake Sect, isn't it natural to avenge your companions?"

The big man nodded, put on the black cloak next to the wine table again, turned around and stopped suddenly, "Brina, what happened to the major changes in Baiguoyuan Village you mentioned earlier?"

Chapter 6 Villiers Family Crypt

The tomb of the Virileis family is located in the northeast of the village, within a radius of one mile is a desolate open space, with no birds or animals, and a deathly silence.

The two witchers walking side by side pushed open the rusty gate of the cemetery, and saw a dozen or so old tombstones scattered on the ground.Surrounded by the tombstones, there is a big gray-brown tree with a crooked neck, the bark is severely cracked, the roots and branches are dry and yellow, and all the leaves have fallen off.

Directly below the big tree, there is a faint concrete step that slopes down, leading to the dark underground tomb.The two demon hunters did not rush down, but turned on their senses, and first checked the soil near the tombstone.

"The soil is dry and there are no signs of being rummaged... We are lucky. There are no tomb witches or ghouls digging up corpses nearby." Roy breathed a sigh of relief, "There are no traces of blood or struggle in the cemetery. If there is a batwing demon hidden below, it will definitely come out to hunt and leave fresh traces."

"Don't take it lightly!" Leto glanced sharply, and threw a torch wrapped in oilcloth, "I have sparred with Colgrim many times before, and this guy's skill is about the same as mine, but he died below. , which is enough to explain the danger."

"Even if there are only demon spirits in the tomb, it's enough for us!"

"Understood." Roy nodded. The demon spirits are different from ordinary monsters. They are nothingness. Under normal circumstances, they are not harmed by flames, toxins, and bleeding weapons. They cannot be dealt with by brute force alone.

And this is not a game, one must be cautious, even though he has several ways to save his life.

The two began to check the weapons and equipment on their bodies: the sword evenly smeared with evil spirit oil, the potion within reach in the leather button bag on the chest, and the alchemy bomb contained in the small cloth bag at the waist.

In the end, the two sides tacitly poured down a bottle of the potion Thunder, and went down to the grave one after the other with black blood vessels full of hideous faces.

……

Dark, cold, and damp, this was the first impression the two had of the catacombs.

Leto walked ahead with a torch, followed by Roy.He turned sideways, and looked around vigilantly with his glinting eyes after drinking the potion.

This is the front passage of the tomb, so narrow that it can only accommodate two people side by side.The walls on the left and right sides are flat and smooth. On the wall not far from the stairs, there is a structural drawing of the interior of the tomb. It is very old and the handwriting on the structural drawing is slightly blurred.

Looking at the densely packed tombs above, Roy couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "The White Orchard is not big, and there are quite a few members of the lord's family...but it's really cold..."

He took a breath. Compared with the warm spring weather outside, the temperature in the catacomb room dropped by ten degrees, as if entering the cold winter all of a sudden, and even the white air exhaled from his mouth and nose could be clearly seen.

And this coldness is gloomy, very strange, it seems that the cold wind is constantly blowing from the inside out, drilling into the bones, making people feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

The two walked to the end of the corridor, and after turning around to the left, their vision suddenly became clear.

This is a square tomb, with four pale sarcophagi quietly placed in the corners, and fifteen or sixteen concave holes have been dug into the surrounding walls, which are also filled with coffins.

Roy lit the braziers in every corner with torches, and the blazing fire made the tomb instantly bright, and the cold feeling was completely dispelled.

According to the burial rules of the Temerian nobles, only the immediate members of the family are eligible to be buried in the center of the tomb after death, while the offshoot members can only be buried in the holes dug in the wall.

So he came to a coffin in the center, "Patris Villiers... died of dysentery in 1150." Roy read out the record on the side of the sarcophagus, "I don't know who died more than 100 years ago. The generation of ancestors of the current lord..." His hand slowly rubbed the rough surface of the coffin board, he touched some black and rotten substances, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.It's petals, at least ten years old.

"It seems that this tomb has not been visited for a long time." He thought, "This is the tomb of a nobleman. Because of the demon spirit, no one dared to enter. Maybe there are jewelry and precious artifacts buried in the coffin that have not been stolen."

"Little devil, come and have a look..."

"Have you found anything?" Roy squatted down somewhere between the coffins, and looked at the emerald green powder on Lei Suo's finger. These powders seemed to be enchanted, and they were shining and beautiful.

Roy's heart skipped a beat, "Evil spirit dust?"

Evil spirit dust, as the name suggests, is the ashes left after the death of demon spirits.This base is used in many of the Witcher's alchemical products, such as Pai Cui's potions.But the production of evil spirit dust is very low, and a demon spirit can only produce half of it.

"There is no doubt that Colgrim fought against demon spirits in this tomb." Based on the principle of not wasting money, Leto put away the pile of evil spirit dust in his hand, and quickly placed it against the wall on the left. The second pile was found, and there was still a deep sword mark on the wall.

"This guy is still so strong. He should be in a good state at the time. There are two demon spirits in total. Although it takes a little effort, it won't hurt him."

After Lei Suo finished speaking, he called Roy to go deeper, but the latter stopped, his eyes swept over the coffin in the tomb on the wall.

Across a half-burned white candle, several dusty coins lay quietly on the coffin board. Roy walked over to pick them up and wiped them, but saw the front of the coin, depicting Foltest The king's hooked nose.

"Five orens, although orens are not popular now, you can still exchange them for krona at the Vivaldi Bank."

But after thinking about it, Roy still put the money down. He is not a grave robber, so he can't be greedy for such petty gains.

……

The Villiers tomb is not a cobweb structure extending in all directions, but is arranged vertically forward in the order of aisle, tomb, and aisle. Every time it reaches the end and turns around, it continues to extend into the interior like overlapping ropes.

The two passed through three tombs successively, counted the number of coffins in the center and side walls of the tomb, and based on the tomb structure diagram at the door, they judged that at least 200 people were buried inside the tomb.

"The Viriles family used to be so lush that people were jealous. Now there is only Ignacio Viriles who is a widow." Roy thought of Brina's last words in the tavern, "Maybe the lord of White Orchard has been tortured mad by loneliness, that's why he can do such insane things."