God-level Demon Hunter

"Bram?" Roy on the other side fell into thought when he heard the name.

"The master has heard of this person?" The butler patiently explained, "Bram is the cousin of Brina, the proprietress of the White Orchard Inn."

"Isn't the White Orchard Hotel the White Orchard Tavern, Brina..." Roy hugged his head in pain. The next moment, the temperature of the surrounding air dropped sharply, and a biting chill enveloped his body, freezing his heart.

"I remember!"

What I saw and heard in the White Orchard Tavern, the drinker in a bag who sat by the window and drank by himself, and finally disappeared inexplicably.An inspiration about the book of bones was also caught by him.

The person who made a deal with the first generation ancestor of the Virileis family, the person who taught her the book of bones, was not a wizard, and it was no coincidence that Jennifer also hid the book of bones in the mirror.

"White Orchard, ordinary country merchants, and baggy guests in taverns 100 years ago, could it be—Master of Mirrors Gaunt Odim?!"

Chapter No.16 Misfortune will continue

In the afternoon, the white orchard is bathed in golden sunshine, with clear streams flowing in all directions, green fields and fruit trees full of branches, exuding bursts of birdsong and fragrance of flowers.

The small village located here is a different scene. There are no people on the dirty and narrow roads, and the sparse thatched huts are arranged in a mess, which is not so decent.A large part of the houses has been uninhabited for a long time, and they are covered with cobwebs and abandoned.

Ignacio was surprised when he saw this, and opened his mouth slightly, "Why did the White Orchard of the Viriles family become like this? Where did everyone go?"

"Master, a year ago... did you forget?" Grant reminded in a low voice.

"A year ago? That's right..." Ignacio remembered that absurd and cruel night. He drank too much alcohol and committed a series of heinous crimes in the village.

The residents of White Orchard were terrified, most of them left and those who died tragically.

He couldn't help but stare down at his hands, he could still vaguely see the blood of innocent people, and a shrill scream echoed in his ears.

"Master, don't blame yourself. This group of people did offend you with vulgar words at that time. They are responsible for everything. Besides, you also exempted a lot of taxes for those who stayed behind."

"Sir, isn't it too late to repent now?" Leto said indifferently and calmly.

Had he happened upon the massacre, he might have considered helping, but it was past, and there was no point in bashing Baron Ignacio now.

How many nobles in this era have never been stained with the blood of civilians, they are not judges, they have to be punished one by one, and they can die from exhaustion

On the other hand, Roy also wanted to understand that the demon hunter is neither a good person nor a heinous villain—at most, he can maintain limited justice.

……

A group of people walked to the house on the east side of the village. Along the way, they occasionally saw a middle-aged woman with scratchy feet sitting in the yard listlessly basking in the sun. Ignore the two of them.

But the situation is very different today with an extra baron.The village woman who noticed the baron couldn't keep calm anymore, like a mouse seeing a cat, she fled back to the house in panic and locked the door tightly with a burst of exaggerated screams comparable to that of a female opera singer.As if the Baron was some kind of scourge.

"Alas..." Ignacio's expression became serious.

Not long after they walked, they ran into the little boy with a runny nose from last time. The little boy was happily teasing a rambunctious yellow dog by the barn, but when he looked up inadvertently, he seemed to be caught by a When the lightning struck, his whole body trembled like chaff, his chest heaved violently, and then his eyes rolled white, and with a "bang", he fell straight to the ground like a wooden stake.

Igna's shaved face sank like water, and there was a little more embarrassment.

"Your Excellency the Baron, you have a bad impression in the hearts of the villagers..."

Roy stopped suddenly and looked back nervously, then twisted his neck like lightning and scanned the surroundings.

The young demon hunter behaved extremely abnormally, like a patient who was disturbed by abnormal stimulation. He kept looking back all the way, passed by the White Orchard Tavern, and even secretly poked his head into the window. Unfortunately, except for the big-ass proprietress , and there are no drinkers with diarrhea and dysentery.

"Little ghost, why are you so nervous, haven't you figured out the cause and effect of the whole thing?" The bald man was a little confused about the state of the people around him.

"I have a bad premonition." Roy's face was tense and his expression was serious.

"The induction of the ancient blood, is it dangerous?"

"I can't tell now, I hope it's an illusion."

The young witcher was extremely anxious.

At the end of the investigation, he realized that the man behind the whole incident, the guy who traded to Jennifer Villeres the Bone Book 100 years ago, allowing her to continue her youth and life with taboo witchcraft, is most likely a legend. Mirror Master - Gaunt O'Dim.

Mirror Master, on the surface, is just a wandering merchant selling mirrors, glass and other gadgets.But its true identity is a demon with a physical body and human skin from another world.

It can be transformed into various professions at will, such as farmers, painters, butchers, alcoholics... Different identities and appearances... Wandering in the endless world, just to find high-quality customers that meet your wishes and sign sales contracts.

Its means are also superb and skillful.They usually show up when customers are in desperate need of help, or even their lives are in danger, and sign a contract that the other party cannot refuse.

It sells goods beyond the imagination of ordinary people-infinite wealth, immortal life, horses that are as fast as the wind, swords that cut iron like mud, wine bags that can't be drunk, and solutions to specific problems... It can be said that everything is there.

And it accepts only one currency—soul.

"You have everything you want, but after enjoying the goods, leave your soul."

Its degree of danger in Roy's mind was second only to gods.

……

Is the baggy drinker I met in the tavern in White Orchard Village the incarnation of Gaunt Odim?

Has it been eyeing itself, and even tampered with memory?

Roy couldn't be sure.

However, Gunter O'Dim usually monitors the selected "clients" around the clock and in all directions without any dead ends, but he has not noticed it all the way.

"If it is, I hope it just passed by by chance."

If this guy is staring at him, with his current ability, he can't resist at all.

……

Farmer Bram's hut, a thatch and timber house.There is no one in the yard in broad daylight, only a few chickens and ducks croaking in the poultry pen.

Baron Ignacio was not a friendly visitor. He couldn't wait to see his only child, so he winked at the soldiers around him, and one of them stepped forward and kicked the door open.

"My God, who are you, don't come here!" The woman screamed in horror, and then the baron pushed aside the heavily armed soldiers and rushed into the house, followed by the witcher.

The inside of the house is divided into two sides by a wooden door. Outside, there are neatly arranged cooking utensils, shelves for holding vegetables and goods, and an iron pot is standing on the fire, emitting white smoke from the wooden window directly behind. go out.

And the thin woman stood on the floor in the middle, leaning against the corner to block something, her young face was bloodless, and her originally delicate features were distorted by fear.

"Ma... Baron?!"

"It's me, Lord of White Orchard, Ignacio Verires. Your name is Rena?" The knight grinned with an ugly smile and tried to sound as gentle as possible, "Don't be afraid, I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to come Look at you."

"Please, don't come here!" The woman began to tremble, as if recalling the painful past, "Master Baron, I don't need your visit, you are not welcome here..." She glanced behind her in a panic, " Please leave immediately!"

Ignacio spread his hands and approached the woman on his own,

"Okay, sir!" Roy stepped forward and stopped between the two, "Are you going to bully a helpless woman in front of us? How did you guarantee it before?"

"Okay, sorry, ma'am, I was too anxious to scare you." The baron spread his hands apologetically, and wriggled his puffy body back, "Do you have a daughter? Let me take a look. I'm willing to use anything to..."

The baron stretched his neck and emphasized his tone, "To make up for the damage I caused you before!"

He noticed the woman's awkward posture, like a hen guarding her calf, "Is there something behind you? Is it her?"

"Let me take a look, please!"

The baron bowed his hands to the woman in a low voice.

Since kowtowing to Colgrim's corpse, he seems to have completely abandoned the face and dignity of the family,

"That poor girl needs a father!"

"I promise in the name of Baron White Orchard that I will give her the best care!"

"Wait, you... You said just now that you are willing to use anything to compensate me?!" The woman realized something, the panic on her face disappeared, the madness flashed away, and a trace of astonishment appeared again,

"As long as you forgive me for the stupid crimes I committed in the past, let me take that child away." Seeing the other party's attitude soften, Ignacio was overjoyed, "You will be satisfied with the compensation!"

A blush appeared on the delicate cheeks of a woman named Ruina, and her knuckle-boned hands were clenched together desperately from all kinds of housework and farm work.

When she opened her mouth, several people were startled.

"Lord Ignacio, can you marry me?"

"Take me and the child into the castle!"

Ignatius was taken aback when he heard that.

The demon hunter was also stunned, wondering if he heard it wrong—a woman who was spoiled wants to marry the person who hurt her, doesn't she have any grudges in her heart.

"Will you marry me?" The baron looked at the woman from top to bottom with his cloudy eyes, with a pretty face and a plump figure.

Although she was dressed in the cheapest linen clothes and dressed in a rustic way, she was still a pretty beauty in the country.

"After Bram passed away, I raised my child alone. I had to get up early and go to the fields every day, do housework, and breastfeed her... In just one year, I was so tired that I was full of problems, but I was just a woman!" Reina felt sorry for herself. Self-pity, teary eyes.

"You want to take her, no problem, but you must take me too!" The woman looked up excitedly, "I've been a farmer all my life, and I've had enough of this hard life. I want to wear new clothes too. Freshly baked bread and meat at every meal!"

The woman stared at the baron's face, raised her chin slightly, and shouted with the greatest strength in her life, "I want to live in the castle! I want you to marry me in front of all the citizens!"

"Rina, I, the lord of White Orchard, Ignatius Virires, agree to your request!" The baron's flabby cheeks trembled, and he hardly hesitated, "When you and the child return to the castle, I will wait a few days. Have a wedding!"

The scene in front of him really caught Roy off guard. He rubbed his temples, his face full of disbelief. A baron and a peasant woman just scribbled on their status as husband and wife?

"Little ghost, you are still too young. I have seen more twists and turns, not to mention the lord and the village woman who was bullied by him, even if you kill your father and mother, you can still get together." Lei Suo's face was still calm, and he lowered his voice said,

"But, they are not victims... perpetrators?"

"People are complicated. Can you guarantee that after entering the castle, Reina will become an honest noble lady? Not necessarily."

The bald man noticed the flash of madness in the woman's eyes,

"what do you mean?"

"Let's go, search and see if you can find the evil spirit dust. Whether it's a blessing or a curse in the future, it's Igna's own fault, and it has nothing to do with us."

……

The baron murmured with the utmost tenderness, and walked over the trembling woman to the cradle. "This is our child? What's her name?"

"Hanny..."

"Baby Hanni, Dad is here to see you."

In the middle of the cradle, lay a petite baby girl wrapped in a white swaddle. She looked less than two years old, with fair skin and a chubby face. She was holding her thumb in her mouth at the moment, and her big shiny eyes were unblinking. Looking at the stranger in front of him.The series of movements just now didn't even scare her.

"Look at these eyes, they are more beautiful than black gemstones, without a doubt, the symbol of the Viriles family! She belongs to my child..." The baron happily extended his finger to the baby girl and squeezed it gently Squeezing her delicate face, the baby girl was not afraid of being born at all, and stretched out two chubby hands like white lotus root from the swaddle to each other very intimately.

The baron grinned from ear to ear, and directly took the baby girl out of the cradle, and the baby girl seemed to be very attached to him, making a series of crisp laughter under his teasing.

"My lord, just look, I guarantee, she is your own daughter." The woman lowered her eyebrows and her voice was as gentle as water, as if she had assumed the role of wife.

"Sir Ignatius..." Not long after, the witcher came out to show a small pile of ghost dust in his hand, which he had just found from under the straw mat, "Look at the back of the child's head..."

"The birthmark of Virileis' blood is true!" the baron stretched out his hand and touched it, heaved a sigh of relief, then patted the swaddle gently, and begged, "Masters, why don't the entrustment stop here. Hurry back to the castle now Get paid?"

"Are you going to violate the previous agreement? Let the bad luck of the Virileis family continue?" Roy approached the cradle, the baby's laughter stopped abruptly, and his big black eyes swept over the witcher - she actually On the spot, "Wow, wow" and cried.

It seemed to feel the malice of the witcher.

"Am I that scary?"

Roy smiled mischievously, moved a little away from the swaddle, and fixed his eyes on the little guy.

Not to mention, this baby girl has thin skin and tender flesh, with a chubby face, and she looks quite cute.

Hanny

Age: one year old

Gender: Female

Identity:

The reincarnation (the soul of Jennifer Viriles, the founder of the White Orchard Viriles family, used the forbidden necromancy to occupy Hanni's body)

"The soul of more than 100 years old, the body of a baby." Roy's face turned bitter, and he couldn't help hesitating, "What should I do?"

To completely break the curse, Jennifer's body and the demon spirit transformed after death must be destroyed!Only by disposing of this baby can the doom of the Virileis family be ended!

But seeing the one-year-old baby girl with his own eyes, he realized that he had overestimated his cruelty, "Why didn't the mutation take my affection?"

The bald man's eyebrows are like raised mountains and rivers, and he is also caught in a dilemma.

Let him deal with monsters without blinking his eyes, but deal with children... The young life in the swaddle is not as big as his sandbag-like fist.

"You do it!"

Amber's eyes and dark gold's eyes collided, and the master and apprentice of the demon hunter gave way at the same time, and then remained relatively silent.

The baron gritted his teeth when he saw this, and pushed the swaddle in front of them, "Masters, look at her smiling face, she is pure and lovely. If you are determined to be cruel, just do it, and I will never stop you!"

"Sir, what are you doing?" The woman stood in front of the baby nervously, and the strange gaze of the two witchers made her feel uneasy.

"Rina, don't worry, the master will check the child's body..."