God-level Demon Hunter

"Only this one? Where's the blueprint for the silver sword?"

"Don't worry... We found a copy of "Prisoner's Diary" from the corpse, which pointed out the location of the hidden church. From this, we can deduce that this corpse is the believer who enlightened Modeng at the beginning, but it is a pity that he died. Didn't get out of prison either."

"According to the description in "Prisoner's Diary", the hidden church is hidden in a remote cave. This cave is the cave where Lebioda received his first enlightenment, and it is also the starting point of Morden's pilgrimage."

"On this pilgrimage, the flying lion demon hunter sacrificed a piece of equipment and school blueprints. We went along the way and made a major discovery." Serrit spread the burden in front of everyone: "Prisoner's Journal" , "Diary of a Holy Beggar".

In addition to these two yellowed pages, there are three additional drawings of animal skins: blueprints for the Wing Lion armor, boots, and pants equipment.

"Look, the back of the blueprint!" Berengar's startled breath caught everyone's attention, and he turned the soft blueprint over, revealing the densely packed small print on the back.

"The 1203th of Liege 7

Give me strength so that I never stumble!

Give me forgiveness, let me never doubt!

Give me tenacity, let me bravely abandon the old life and pursue new beliefs! "

The demon hunters looked at each other in dismay. Apart from these few prayers, there was also a section of Morden's self-report.

"I, Morden, a member of the Wyvern School of Demon Hunters, will start my pilgrimage today. The starting point is in this cave, where Lebioda once fasted and meditated for 23 days and nights. I swear to atone for my sins, to embark on a path of reformation, to remove all ties to my past life, to make myself a proud member of the disciples of the Prophet, and to declare myself a new person.

I will now go to the Shrine of Lebioda to meet the Holy Beggar.He was a sage who spent more time pondering Lebioda's wisdom than anyone else in the world.I will follow his advice and follow his guidance on the path of redemption. "

These words roughly outline the mental journey of a witcher who abandoned the school and fell into the arms of Saint Lebioda.

"I was stunned when I first saw this letter!" Oakes smiled self-deprecatingly, "I guarantee that this Morden is the first demon hunter to abandon the school and turn to religion. What is going on in his mind? What are you pretending to do, just live a free life, and go to be a simple ascetic monk."

Demon hunters have been indoctrinated with the concept of survival of the fittest since childhood and received endless cruel training.Once he passed the trial of green grass, he would go through life and death just to survive, and he didn't have the time to believe in any gods at all.

The vast majority of demon hunters are insulators of faith, only trusting the sword in their hands.

"Mo Deng, the Flying Lion School, there are very few related rumors. I didn't expect such a deviant guy to be born." Roy suddenly turned to Berengar, "Dude, do you have religious beliefs?"

The self-proclaimed mercenary demon hunter has a gloomy expression on his face. He and Modeng do have one similarity—both have abandoned the school. "Only fools believe in so-called 'gods' and 'prophets'!"

Berengar said firmly, "I only listen to my heart."

"So have you thought about going back?"

"Boy, I warn you, drink as much as you want, don't mention that place to me, not a word!"

"as you wish."

Roy sighed, Berengar is really a tough nut to crack.

"Is this flying lion demon hunter still alive? Where did he go?"

"He said in his last letter that he would spread the holy name all the way north, crossing Aedirn and Kaedwen," Serrit analyzed, "more than 50 years have passed, if he is still alive, probably in the dragon Inside the mountains."

Roy firmly remembered this sentence.

"Then why did Master Modeng switch to Lebioda's embrace? Do you discard decades of life experience?"

"I can guess one or two of the reasons." Lei Suo drank the spirits, wiped his mouth and said, "The Flying Lion School, Grandmaster Ivar mentioned it, is located in the east of the Blue Mountain, far away Haklan, the country of Haklan, is adjacent to Zerekhan. Haklan is extremely rich in herbal medicine resources, so the Leo School has developed and utilized potions to the extreme." He paused, "The members of the school all have serious drug addiction. .”

"This also makes sense. Modeng seeks spiritual sustenance from Lebioda in order to get rid of drug addiction." Serrit pondered, "cut off all ties with the past."

"Carrying several school blueprints with me shows that this guy has a high status in the Flying Lion Monster School, and he may even be a figure like Grandmaster Ivar."

A patriarch of a school, turned to religion?

"If you believe in Lebioda, what can you learn from it?"

Roy couldn't help but think of a sentence-the end of the witcher's way is theology?

Everyone was silent,

"This is not the whole blueprint." Oakes said slowly under the suspicious eyes of everyone, "Serrit and I failed to walk the entire pilgrimage, but only walked to the secret church. According to the records on the mural, there is a A deep cavern known as the Cave of Trials is filled with poisonous gases and monsters, including water ghosts, endreggs, batwings, and vampires."

The sexy bartender who had been quietly standing in front of the wine cabinet winked at him, and Oakes pointed at the empty wine glass carelessly,

"It's a pity that Serrit and I alone can't deal with the dangers in the cave, and only through the cave of trials can we reach the end of the pilgrimage—the Lake of Washing. I think the remaining blueprints for the gloves and the silver sword should be there near a lake."

"You are right..." Roy and Lei Suo exchanged glances, "After the Vizima matter is resolved, the Snake faction should act collectively, go to Novigrad and wait for the news. For now, convert the blueprint into Real combat power is what matters, Master—”

Berengar looked at the three armor blueprints and one steel sword blueprint, frowning, "Hackland, the place east of the Blue Mountains...the equipment casting method is slightly different from ours, I have to spend extra The time to study. If all four pieces of equipment need to be cast, it will take a conservative estimate of one month."

"Then I will trouble you...we will gather the materials as soon as possible," Roy glanced hastily, seeing the expensive materials such as anti-magic metal plates and dragon leather required in the drawings, he would undoubtedly bleed again, but The money on them is far from enough, they have to think of other ways, "As for the reward..."

Berengar shook his head, "I owe everyone a favor for Kalkstein's commission, and the reward will be waived, but the materials must be prepared, and this is not cheap."

"Master, forge the armor first, one set is enough, as for the Flying Lion Monster steel sword, we will talk about it later." Lei Suo suddenly reached out and waved towards the wine table, revealing the four newly forged Snake School long swords in front of his eyes.

"The steel sword and silver sword of the Viper School, forged by Master Berengar himself, two for each person."

"That's interesting, boss!"

The Serrit brothers pulled back the scabbard, stroked the smooth and bright blade with their fingertips, their eyes lit up instantly,

"Good baby! With it, my pair of rotten street standard long swords can finally retire with honor!" Oakes was full of excitement, and changed his voice, "However, how much did it cost to forge so many at one time?"

"The money is almost gone."

"Roy willing?"

"You despise me, Oakes? Am I the miser?"

Afterwards, Letho slowly told the story of Colgrim in White Orchard.

"Another old man has left." Serrit Amber's eyes showed a trace of sadness, and she suddenly raised her wine glass,

"To Colgrim!"

"To Colgrim!"

"Wow!" A black dog's head suddenly emerged from the hood behind Roy, sticking out its tongue excitedly.

The atmosphere instantly froze.

"What is this?" Four pairs of beast pupils locked on it.

"Woooo..."

The pup took a breath, and suddenly retracted his head back into the hood.

"Boy, don't tell me you adopted a small animal?"

"How did it become a dog?" Lei Suo asked,

"Uh... this is the masterpiece of the alchemist... a pet golfin that randomly changes its shape every day," Roy pursed his lips. "It's not very useful at the moment, but I won't know for sure in the future."

"Don't just talk about it, you carry on."

Chapter 20 Goodbye Coral

"When Serrit and I entered the city, we happened to see a luxurious carriage with a black coat of arms inlaid with silver irises...the symbol of the royal family of Vizima," Oakes said obsessively. Rubbing the steel sword of the Snake School, he recalled, "The Knight of the White Rose is maintaining order near the carriage, there must be a big person inside!"

"If I'm not mistaken, the big man you mentioned is Foltest..." Roy pondered, "His Majesty the King of Vizima traveled in disguise for a while not long ago." In this regard, Princess Adda asked Demon Hunter people have revealed.

"Foltest?" Oakes yelled exaggeratedly. "The warlock is still following the carriage. I bet this king of Temeria will make a series of big moves!"

"Foltest brought back the warlock?" The two demon hunters suddenly tensed up.The king no doubt learned of the death of former royal adviser Aza Javid, which brought in his successor.

But the distance between before and after is less than a month, so the time is too urgent.

Oakes made more shocking remarks, "I am not referring to one warlock, the vibration of the badge reminds me that there are three warlocks. Two women and one man, mixed in the carriage. There are also familiar faces, in the Arethusa College had a wonderful encounter with me, named Keira Metz, do you still have any impressions?" Oakes said regretfully, "This is a petite and very attractive woman."

"The remaining lady is equally charming, with chestnut fluffy long hair, sweet looks, and a hot figure!" Oakes' eyes were shining, and at the same time, his hands were facing each other in mid-air, pulling a curve like a full moon from top to bottom.

Seri made a special face, "It's all right, bastard, dry the drool around your mouth, don't embarrass Snake Pie!"

"Isn't it normal for a man to talk about a woman?! It's you, on the contrary, is the function of that thing damaged?"

Roy listened quietly to the bickering between the two brothers, and drank the last drop of wine at the bottom of the glass while turning his eyes.他突然推开了高脚凳，

"Talk slowly, I have some personal matters to deal with..."

"Roy, you must know how to respect your seniors!" Oakes' complexion sank, and he raised the cup to the mouth of the witcher. "You can't go anywhere tonight, you must have a good drink with us!"

"Dare to bully my disciple?" A muscular arm stretched out from the side to support his neck, and pushed his head to his well-developed chest muscles, but Lei Suo relieved him.

"If you have the ability to drink with me, treat the loser!" The bald man said while wagging his chin at Roy, motioning him to leave.

The latter quietly retreated to the entrance of the tavern, and he could still hear Oakes declaring brazenly, "I can't stand your behavior for a long time. Today, I, Oakes, will show you with my strength, who is the boss!"

……

Roy hurriedly left the Night Queen's House, breathing the cold air on the streets of Vizima, the slightly drunk feeling brought by alcohol was dispelled, and his mind became clearer.

Foltest returned to Vizima this trip and brought three royal advisors at once, and his first impression was that he was going to deal with Vivienne, the lady of the lake.

The last failure didn't seem to discourage him.

The witcher went to Lake Vizima to warn the lake girl under the cover of night, but the lake girl did not respond to Arondette's call, and the palace could not be seen in the center of the lake.

"Have you started retreating again?"

Roy had no choice but to return to the residence, paced around several times, thinking about contacting Princess Adda tomorrow to find out the specific situation.

In a blink of an eye, he noticed the arrangement in the room.

This place was originally Coral's boudoir, and near the dressing table, there were also some magical props used by sorceresses on weekdays, such as binoculars inlaid with crystals.

"I haven't contacted Coral for a while, and the information obtained by Aza's laboratory has not been given to her."

Thinking about the picture in his memory, the demon hunter gently rubbed the palm of his hand against the mirror surface of the telescope. When the entire mirror surface started to heat up, the mana value decreased by ten points, and he did not see any unnecessary movements, and the white light flourished!

Then it was extremely miraculous, and the telescope condensed a light curtain in midair like a projector.

The scene in the light curtain was clearly visible. A faint water mist brushed across the mirror, and there was a sound of splashing water, and then a smooth arm appeared in the sight of the demon hunter, showing a healthy wheat color. , resting on the edge of the wooden tub.

"Is someone taking a shower?" Roy's eyes widened, and he felt an inexplicable thrill of spying on her, but he still turned his head.

Immediately, a magnetic rebuke came, the light curtain went out, and it fell into darkness.

The sound of water splashing on the ground, the sound of soft blankets being folded, and the sound of wet footsteps came one after another. When the light curtain was lit up again, a face was projected—she had long red hair and blue eyes that seemed to be piercing. The clear spring, slightly thick and moist rhomboid lips are as attractive as flower stamens, because just after taking a bath, the soft skin is shining with a moving blush.

"Roy?" She covered her lips in surprise, then smiled brightly, revealing her small dimples,

"Uh... Coral..." The demon hunter was a little embarrassed. Being caught on the spot in this situation, it would be quite bad if he was misunderstood!

"I promise... I didn't expect you to be in the shower, I didn't see anything!"

"It doesn't matter if you see it." The sorceress said softly, straightened her body, raised her hand to tie up her messy hair.The snow-white bath towel wrapped around her body touched the mirror intentionally or unintentionally. It was heavy and trembling, and touched the mirror with her movements.

Even through the binoculars, the demon hunter felt as if his heart had been hit by a meteorite, his eyelids twitched, his blood surged up, and his cheeks felt slightly hot.

Despite his willpower, he was a normal man.

Fortunately, the sorceress quickly changed her posture,

"You are the only one in the room now?" The sorceress slightly moved away from the mirror, making her face more delicate in the mirror,

"Well," Roy took a deep breath, dispelled Qi Si, and his dark golden eyes regained clarity, "You, Shan Shan, have you been busy in Kerak recently?"

"Busy but not busy..." Coral propped her chin up, and raised her red lips, "You know, the work of the royal consultant is quite boring, and nothing interesting happened recently. Tell me quickly, I have something to ask for today." What good news?"

"The last night in Sintra...you said that you have always been interested in the mutation of the witcher." Roy looked away from her seductive lips, "It just so happened that I collected some relevant information .”

Roy took out the copy of the research obtained from the alchemist, and let the sorceress browse through the telescope.

"Azulie's demon hunter research notes, spell book, experiment diary..."

The female sorceress could no longer maintain her elegant demeanor, she opened her mouth wide, her face full of surprise, "Could it be that you robbed a certain sorcerer's laboratory!"

"That's true," Roy touched his nose, "Aza Javid's 'died for the country', everything has become ownerless, if you don't take it for nothing, it just so happens that you can use it. And, last time I I didn't ask you...to help host the Grass Trial Ceremony soon."

For the second grass trial, he had to prepare in advance.

"Trial for whom?"

"You'll know when the time comes." Roy paused, "But these materials add up to a bit too much, and it's too troublesome to translate them with a telescope. I'll find a way to send them to you another day."

"No need!" The sorceress on the other side of the light curtain suddenly stopped the witcher, her red lips were pursed slightly, her eyes were fixed deeply, her pretty face was getting closer and closer to the mirror.

"I heard a complaint from Yennefer: the devil will never take the initiative to give gifts, it is as tasteless and boring as a log. But now I think this is too absolute. You—"

"I'm just recruiting a helper for the school."

The demon hunter said something in his mind, and interrupted her topic without changing his face, "Coral, I would like to ask you something... Today three warlocks came to Vizima, and they will become Foltest's The new royal advisor, how much do you know about these three advisors?"

The sorceress sighed half-truthfully, then seemed to think of something funny, and smiled, "As for the new royal advisor to Vizima, I heard from my sisters that there is a record in the Association. It was King Foltest of Temeria who proposed to the association to hire him on his own initiative, on the grounds of protecting his personal safety."

"According to Foltest, something horrible seems to have appeared in Vizima recently, killing the king's knight leader and royal advisor, the mage of Zerikhan."