God-level Demon Hunter

"It is rare for one of the overlords of the northern border to ask for help from the association. This is a great opportunity to ease the relationship. The association immediately dispatched the three warlocks closest to Vizima—" Coral rubbed the center of her brows, "The sorceress Kai of Carias La Metz, Fikat of Cidaris."

"Where is Cedaris?"

"North of Kerak, not far from here. Fekat is extremely controlling, and in Vizima, closer to the center of power, he abandoned Cidaris."

"As for the last one, a very young but gifted sorceress, 'little girl' Triss Merigold from Maribor."

"Triss?" The witcher froze for a moment, and the experience of the past performance flowed through his mind——

A girl with chestnut hair appeared in his mind, which really impressed him, no less than Ye Naifa.

"Roy, do you know her?" Coral raised her eyebrows.

"In the Temple of Meritelli, you mentioned it, have you forgotten?" the witcher quickly explained, "Geralt also mentioned her to me."

"Really?" Coral relaxed her vigilance, "Triss and Yennefer have a good relationship, and Yennefer has been entangled with Geralt... Your explanation is indeed possible."

"Speaking of royal advisors, Roy, I must solemnly remind you. If you meet Keira Metz, be careful, and don't be deceived by her pretty face and elegant conversation, because—" Coral said with a She cried out in an extremely disdainful tone, "She has no bottom line and no sense of shame!"

"..."

"That's right, she is beautiful, but she has no concept of restraint at all. She is interested in all men and is a woman who is 'ready to get pregnant'. And there are rumors that she is fascinated by witchers recently..." Qingquan, the sorceress If the eyes glanced at Roy meaningfully,

"Don't worry, I won't have any trouble with her." He was not interested in walking with Oakes.

"Triss... has a good reputation, you can get in touch with her, but don't be seduced by her. Giggle... well, no kidding, anyway, try not to get too entangled with her."

"Uh……"

"Let's go back to the previous topic, are you alone in the room?"

"Lesso and Brother Oaks went drinking, probably all night." Roy blurted out,

"That's good! You don't need to send the materials here now." The sorceress's voice fell, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the room, rolling up dust and curtains, and a vortex the size of a fist appeared in the air, and then expanded rapidly. into a burning door.

The sorceress wrapped in a bath towel came out of the portal and grabbed the demon hunter who was still dazed.

"How did your hands become smoother than women's?"

"illusion!"

"Let's talk later, bring the information and follow me!" The sorceress smiled coquettishly and leaned into his ear, "You should fulfill the promise you made last time and teach me that trendy dance!"

She turned around, touched the ground with her toes, and tightened the bath towel, revealing a piece of delicate skin with an angelfish tattooed on it.

The witcher was pulled in by her in a daze, and then there were coquettish laughter, muffled groans, the sound of splashing water, and exclamations in the telescope——

"Roy! Why is there a dog in the hood?"

"Wang!"

Chapter 21 Going Underground

The next morning.

The sparrows on the branches were chirping, and the sun was lazily pouring in through the window, illuminating the three people in the room who looked like corpses: a big man with a bald head hanging upside down in a hammock, and Seth lying on his back on the carpet in a figure eight shape. Rhett, and Oakes with his hips pouted and his chin resting on the edge of the tub.

The three big men snored one after another in the room, and they still breathed out the smell of alcohol from time to time.

"Boom!" There was a sudden explosion in the room, and the three drunk men shook their bodies. Driven by instinct, their bodies tensed up instantly, and they drew out their swords vigilantly.

The next moment, a radiant portal opened in front of their eyes. The portal was buzzing like the eye of a storm, and then a person crept out of it.

"Little devil, you let me down!" The cold voice made the sudden intruder's body stiff, "The so-called important private business is to have fun with the sorceress, tsk tsk."

Oakes looked at the bustle and gloated.

"Everyone, things are not what you think." The demon hunter explained calmly, "Huan and I are just discussing some business affairs."

Suddenly, a woman's dissatisfied moan came from the crack of the door, and the portal was instantly annihilated.

"Rita Nieder, this old woman!" Lei Suo's face was full of veins, "I shouldn't have asked her to preside over the Grass Trial in the first place!"

"Little ghost, can't you understand my good intentions? You can afford to provoke a female sorceress?"

Roy shook his head and sighed, why didn't he believe him.He and Coral obviously just rode on Golfin's back, chatted about their future ideas all night, and then danced.

"Why did you attack my little brother!?" Oakes on the other side said to himself with a distressed face, "Why didn't she choose me? What kind of conspiracy is there to attack me!"

"Come on, everyone..." Serrit cleared his throat, breaking the embarrassing atmosphere, "What kind of criticism meeting are you having? How can you accuse Roy? Don't forget that last night at the Queen of the Night House... That kind of madness..." He pointedly swept Oakes' neck, where the two lip prints were clearly visible.

Criticism is temporarily suspended.

At this moment, Golfin Black Cat suddenly got its head out of the hood, rolled its black eyeballs, and then climbed to the top of Roy's head, meowing non-stop.

From a distance, the witcher seemed to have a big frog on his head.He hesitated and said, "Gorfinn didn't eat anything last night, I have to prepare breakfast for him"

"That's the end of the matter! Don't worry about the female sorceress, the waitress." Lei Suo's face was still ugly, but he no longer entangled in this topic. "Now that everyone is awake, let's get back to business."

Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

Relying on his strong physique, the demon hunter quickly woke up from the hangover, and began to discuss about the casting of the flying lion monster equipment, which soon came to fruition.

Berengar and Lesso were responsible for the lease of the blacksmith shop and the research on blueprints, while the Serrit brothers received the last payment of three hundred crowns from the "treasurer" to undertake the task of collecting casting materials.

The materials required for the four pieces of Harkland-style equipment are more demanding and demanding than the previous Snake School dual swords.Cheaper ones include basic steel plates, iron blocks, and then expensive dragon leather, anti-magic metal plates, Haoshi and so on.

The dragon leather here does not refer to the skin of the real giant dragon, but the leather pulled from the bodies of subdragons such as pterosaurs, fork-tailed dragons, and petrified lizards.

Even so, it is extremely rare and expensive, and it has been out of stock at most leather merchants. The Serrit brothers can only go to the market and auction to try their luck.

Most of the materials are available, albeit at a premium.

Roy didn't participate in the casting task for the time being. He washed off the marks on his body and went to the square in the temple area, preparing to ask Princess Adda for help.

It was the time for the morning mass of Virtue Church, but the huge square was different from the past, the scene of crowds of people praying devoutly no longer existed, and the sparse citizens wandered here blankly, as if they had lost their backbone, and there were still a dozen scattered believers wandering in the square In the center, where the statue of the goddess of the lake was originally placed.

The statue was removed at unknown time.

A group of strange white rose knights gathered nearby, instead of giving away porridge and vegetables like in the past, they drove away the believers who refused to leave. Some people cried and yelled, and then they were directly carried away by the indifferent knights.

More people chose to give up, leave, or switch to the embrace of the Prophet Lebioda on the other side.After all, after two or three months of praying, their belief in the Lake Girl is not so strong.

The high priest of the church, Adda, could not be seen in the square at all, but there were three warlocks, two women and one man, mixed among the knights.

"Fikat?" This male sorcerer from Cidaris was well-dressed, with a thin body and two exquisite beards on his upper lip. He looked proud and looked like a patrol leader in the Cavaliers.

The witcher hid in the shadows in the alley, secretly looked at,

As for the two sorceresses, the open-chested floral dress reveals a beautiful figure, half-breasted beauty, and their respective talismans: one wears a silver Anka (a kind of cross) inlaid with bright stones on his chest, She is petite, with light blonde long hair casually draped over her shoulders. As she walks, a large area of ​​skin is faintly exposed by the forked skirt.

The witcher recognized her identity at a glance, Kayla Metz from Carrias.

Women from good families tend to tie their hair neatly, but many female warlocks like to be unique and not tie their hair.

Therefore, if you see a mature and beautiful woman walking on the street with long hair covering her shoulders, she is probably a sorceress.

Triss Merigold is another example, her long red chestnut shaggy hair pinned back in an orange barrette, light blue eyes, a slightly curved nose, and a few pimples on her cheeks. Freckles, a beauty spot on the corner of the mouth, looks playful and sexy.

Her demeanor and expression resembled that of a young girl with no experience in the world, with light steps and a pure smile, as if she had stayed in the high-walled courtyard of Eretusari for too long.She is indeed the youngest of the three, less than 50 years old.

Her own sapphire-encrusted amulet hung on her chest.

While walking, she occasionally turned her head, smiled, and looked at everything around her with great interest.

……

"His Majesty the King has already begun to act."

The witcher withdrew his gaze and left the square, but felt a strange stare from a thin boy in linen clothes, he walked straight over and stuffed a small note, "A lord is looking for you. "

The little boy timidly avoided Roy's eyes, the beast-like pupils frightened him.

Roy sent him off with a penny.

After reading the note, the demon hunter turned and rushed to the trade area, walked through the more spacious and luxurious houses in the trade area, and came to a tall building, where the white rose knight in armor was guarding. , are familiar faces, those who swore allegiance to Adda last time.

Sure enough, Princess Adda was waiting for him in the room.

"Knight of Lake Vizima, you are finally here." Yada changed from her white sacrificial dress to an elegant and luxurious court dress, her hair was tied back in a bun, but her face was terribly pale.

"I've seen the changes in the square." The witcher sat beside her.

"The new warlock is under the orders of Foltest... and is attacking the church." Adda pinched the edge of the seat hard, her knuckles turning white, "He seems to be a different person when he came back this time, and he doesn't listen to my explanation at all. , not only paranoidly determined that the goddess is an evil creature, but also asked me to immediately stop my career and disband the church."

Yada gritted her silver teeth, and said in a rather bleak tone, "He also deprived me of most of my powers, and now the only ones available are the few knights at the door."

"I have no choice but to cancel the morning meeting, notify the believers, and postpone all church activities indefinitely."

The witcher pondered for a moment, but he didn't believe that Adda would give in easily, "What are your plans?"

"You want me to give up the church I have worked so hard to build? Impossible! That would be a disservice to the grace of the goddess." Yada pursed her lips and looked firm, "Since Vizima can no longer accommodate the church of the goddess, let's change places !"

She wasn't crazy enough to fight her own father, the true ruler of Vizima.

"Where will it go?" the witcher wondered, "You mean moving the church headquarters to the outskirts?"

"I've already contacted a big businessman in the trade area, a tried and tested believer of the goddess," Adda said with a dignified expression, his slender eyes shining brightly, "he will go to the villages on the outskirts of Vizima to preach for the goddess. place to start anew.”

"The suburban villages are far enough away from Vizima that Foltest can't control them for the time being, and the church has room to display them. And when the believers in the outskirts develop, they can gradually erode Vizima."

"It's not that simple," the demon hunter said decisively. "The more remote the countryside, the stronger their beliefs. They have believed in Melitelli for decades, and they will not change their beliefs easily."

"And away from Vizima, without daily free food deliveries, it's hard to attract new believers."

"I can't help it. I can't let the goddess' faith decline. I have to leave a seed for her." Adda took a deep breath and said seriously, "Besides, I don't intend to give up Vizima completely. A very small part is the most steadfast. Believers must take root in the city and a place of daily prayer must be found for them."

"But now His Majesty the King has issued a ban, and the belief of the Lake Girl cannot appear in the sun."

"The ground is not good, so go underground." Adda looked into the demon hunter's eyes, "That's why I came here for you."

Ground?

The demon hunter was surprised at first, then thought of something, and suddenly realized.

Adda noticed the change in his expression, "It seems that you also know something about this underground."

"You mean the sewers of Vizima?"

Yada nodded, stood up, and paced slowly in the room, "I have checked a lot of information, and the sewers of Vizima were built directly on the ruins of the ancient elven city. The sewer structure only occupies a part of the ruins, and there There is a large, well-functioning area that remains. These spaces connect the trade area and the temple area, which is a natural, perfect refuge."

Adda made up her mind and said, "I'm going to move the headquarters of the church there."

The way the demon hunter looked at the princess changed again. He could not only think of temporarily avoiding the limelight, but also find such a hidden way out for the main forces of the church.

No wonder the lady in the lake valued her.

"But now there are some problems," Adda said truthfully. "The sewer has been abandoned for many years, and there are many dangerous creatures living there. For the sake of the safety of the majority of believers, warriors are needed to eradicate these threats."

Chapter 22 Going Alone

"Your Highness, you really think highly of me." The witcher said solemnly, "The area of ​​the Vizima sewer is almost the same as the city area. It is densely covered with ditches and the terrain is extremely complicated. It will take a lot of time to go all the way, let alone Clean up the monsters lurking in the sewers."

He analyzed, "Let me think about it, a dark and dank place like the sewer is usually inhabited by water ghosts, drowned undead, and maybe evil spirits and ghouls. I can deal with these kinds of monsters. But bad luck , and encounter a hibernating batwing demon, it’s over.”

Yada was already prepared for the demon hunter's concerns. She clapped her hands, and an unusually young knight came in front of the two of them, and slowly spread out a roll of yellowed and old animal skin maps.

"Roy, you are the most trusted knight of the goddess, of course I will not let you go to die." Adda rubbed the map with her fingertips, "The books collected by Foltest Castle were left when Vizima City was founded The construction drawing of the sewer, which records the location of all the ditches built by the sewer, the internal structure and the exit to the ground. Take a look..."

The map is crumpled, with a mild musty smell from damp, and some ink blots are blurred due to age.From the cross-sectional view, this is a huge underground labyrinth, with tubular passages extending in all directions, covering the entire Vizima like a spider web.

Roy followed Adda's slender fingers and found the key points on the map.

A series of tubular passages are connected end to end, and eye-catching numbers are left on the wall bricks at each corner.This allows people who enter the sewer to quickly find out where they are, so as not to lose their way.

In addition, the exit connecting the sewer to the ground is more conspicuously marked on the map. At a glance, almost every street in the city has it.

Adda's fingers stuck to the map, sliding from one exit to another not far away.

"According to the guidance of this map, no matter where you are in the sewer, you can find the exit by walking normally for a quarter of an hour."

"A quarter of an hour?" Roy expressed doubts.

"I sent someone to ask all the workers who cleaned the sewer, and they all agreed." Yada said with certainty, "Running with all your strength as a demon hunter can at least save half the time. Even if you encounter something you can't handle Crisis can also be retreated in time."

After hearing this, Roy gained a little bit of confidence. The dense escape openings undoubtedly greatly reduced the danger of the sewer.

His gaze swept across the entire map again: the sewers were surrounded by water, connecting Lake Vizima in the south and Temeria River in the north, discharging the sewage and dirt from the entire city.

"Where are the ruins of the ancient elf city? Why isn't it marked?"

Adda pointed to the northwest corner of Vizima City, Foltest Castle. "Most of the ancient elf ruins are below the castle, lower than the sewer, and there is an entrance there."

"Below the surface of Lake Vizima?"