God-level Demon Hunter

On the other hand, from observation, there is no trace of magical carving like a sorceress on the Baroness's body. Apart from the high charm and frightening, other attributes are not outstanding.

This is a sure natural beauty,

"No wonder you can fascinate that person."

"Master Demon Hunter, I am Marie Louisa La Valette, the wife of Baron Baron. Thank you very much for accepting this commission. The child is already skinny. If it weren't for the support of the witch doctor's secret method, He couldn't hold on anymore."

The lady looked tired, her face was gloomy, and her voice was a little hoarse, but her gentle attitude made people feel refreshed, without her husband's superior and aggressive sense of oppression. She stretched out her hands towards the two of them in a drooping pose.

The two held her fingertips and kissed the back of her hand lightly.

"My dear lady, you don't need to worry too much. The gods will bless you for an upright and kind-hearted person like Master Ariane. Maybe this is just a test, so that Master Ariane can grow into an even better knight in the future. "

"I hope so. But my poor little Ariane is only 11 years old, he shouldn't suffer this crime!" Louisa thought of her unconscious son, her delicate face was full of sorrow, her eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were unconscious turned sideways.

There was a baby carriage there, and a petite baby girl was wrapped in a swaddle in the baby carriage. The sun shone on her chubby pink face, her lips were red and her teeth were white, she was really cute.

At this moment, the little guy was sucking his slender and transparent little finger, and his bright black eyes were turning between Mrs. Louisa and the witcher, with a hint of innocence and curiosity.

The baroness gently pinched the little guy's face, and then took a deep breath to calm down her uneasy mood.

"Anese La Valetti?" Roy's heart skipped a beat as he admired the warm scene in front of him. This baby girl is not simple. If she follows the normal trajectory and undergoes a series of changes, she will eventually become the only legitimate baby girl in Temeria. heir.

Of course, no one except Roy knew about her future.

"Masters, Sylvia said that you have done a lot of investigations." The baroness pursed her red lips, her delicate face showed an uncontrollable eagerness, and her tone became cold, "Then... is there any What clues did you find, where did the murderer who killed Little Aryan hide? "

"Don't be impatient, ma'am. Regarding the accident of Master Ariane, we have already made a preliminary judgment, for example—" Roy carefully observed Louisa's expression, "Master Ariane and Amos There is a great possibility that magic was practiced in this garden...the murderer hid aside and launched a sudden attack, and he fell into a coma before being transferred to the servant's room."

"It is impossible for any criminal act to have a perfect aftermath..." Roy stared at the dazed baroness and said, "Maybe the criminal thought that the scene was handled flawlessly, but in fact there will always be left in corners that he doesn't notice." There are more or less traces; it may be difficult for ordinary people to find these traces, but it is not a problem for demon hunters."

"Then I hope to hear good news as soon as possible..." the baroness said sincerely, "to relieve Aryan from the pain. As for now," she held the handle of the baby carriage, "I will not stay here any longer Interfering with your investigation, it's time to send Anais to visit his brother."

"The witch doctor's treatment is almost over today," Louisa said to Roy and Lei Suo before turning to leave the garden, "You guys also go to see Ariane later, Sylvia will lead the way .”

"No problem, ma'am."

……

"Ms. Sylvia." Watching the baroness leave, Roy praised the maid beside him, "Ms. Louisa is such a good mother..."

"Madam has always loved a pair of children very much. It is no exaggeration to say that both the young master and the young lady are the hearts and minds of the madam," Sylvia said with a sad expression. "Now that the young master has an accident, the madam has become very depressed. I don’t feel well, and I don’t have any appetite every day.”

"Even if you look bad during this time, Madam's beauty is still the same," Roy asked, "Sylvia, at the dinner that day, Madam must have been the focus of the whole party, right?"

Sylvia nodded heavily, then seemed to think of something interesting, covered her red lips with a smile and said, "The two masters were not there at the time, and I didn't see the master's show off, so I can't wait to tell all the guests that this is him His wife gave birth to a pair of lovely children for him..."

"Such a beautiful and elegant wife is indeed worth showing off," Roy said enviously, "But Miss Anais was just born at that time, and she also attended the dinner?"

"The master and madam hugged the young lady for a while, and then asked Nai Ma to take the young lady back to the room to take care of her, for fear of disturbing her."

"Madame Louisa, can you rest assured?" Roy asked casually, "She will definitely go back to see Miss Anais?"

"That's right, Madam won't let her newborn daughter out of sight for too long. Even though she was so busy, she still took time to go back to the bedroom to take a look."

"There are very few nobles who have such a dedicated mother... Well, let's not gossip, it's time to get down to business." The two demon hunters got the answer they wanted, exchanged glances, and began to search the entire garden .

……

"Ah!" An hour later, two demon hunters covered in mud sat facing each other against two pillars around the garden. Among them, the bald man crushed a jasmine flower with his thick palms, his eyes filled with fear. Survey the entire garden.

They had searched the garden meticulously. Although they could not shovel the flowers up and turned them upside down, they had searched all the places that should be found. Except for a variety of flowers, there was only mud and water, a few bees and mice.

The two turned into farmers and made such a mess, but they got nothing.

"In my opinion, even if the unlucky Amos had an accident in the garden, was killed, and bled... the bloodstains would have been disposed of by the murderer long ago." Lei Suo rubbed the bridge of his straight nose vigorously, and the tip of his nose became wet. Red, slightly swollen, "Combined with the interference of the strong fragrance of flowers in this yard, it is difficult for us to find clues."

Lei Suo stood up abruptly and slammed the post hard.

Roy glanced at the clusters of bright purples and beauties in the courtyard, feeling a little helpless, but when his eyes inadvertently turned to the pillar in front of the bald man, he suddenly froze.

"what happened to you?"

"Leisuo, I seem to have found something, you move a few steps to the side." Roy walked up to the big man in three steps, and under the puzzled eyes of the other party, he hurriedly touched the blue-painted pillar, Impressively, he felt an extremely faint red mark the size of a fingernail.

It looks like a child's scribbles, or the natural red dyed by squeezed flowers.

The two leaned in front of the pillar, rubbed and observed carefully, and moved their noses. There was a faint smell of blood, which sometimes disappeared under the cover of the strong fragrance of flowers.

Only a demon hunter with an extraordinary sense of smell can gain insight into its essence——

"Bloodstains!" The bald man took a deep breath, pacing around the pillar with blazing eyes, "A murder happened in the garden that night, maybe this area is the first scene."

"The identity of the victim?" The light in Dark Gold's pupils surged, Roy pondered for a moment, and an answer came to his mind - the missing Gwent performer Amos.

There seemed to be a picture in front of his eyes—the garden under the moonlit night, the Quint performer Amos was suddenly attacked by a murderer, and was seriously injured and dying. While struggling desperately, he accidentally touched the pillar in front of the garden, leaving this blood mark.

"I don't rule out another possibility. This is some kind of hint that he stayed on purpose!"

The gazes of the two moved up along the bloodstains until they reached the ceiling of the corridor around the garden. On the side of the ceiling protruding outwards, close to the direction of the pillars, there was a row of eaves retracting inward. The upper side of the eaves was hidden. In the shadows, people can't see clearly.

The next moment, Lei Suo's huge body was nimble like a gecko, swimming close to the pillar, and jumped up to the 4-meter-high pillar in the blink of an eye. Then, with his muscular arms, he quickly reached the corner of the eaves, and then landed firmly.

When he spread out his thick, callused palm, there was a square piece of hard paper with intricate and delicate patterns drawn on the back.

"What is it? A Gwent card." The bald man raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

"That guy Amos is not stupid, he left us a clue! Only the showman of Quint can get the cards to that place without anyone noticing...even the murderer and the servants of the castle have never found out!"

As Roy said, he turned over the Gwent card in the palm of the big man. The card was a character he was extremely familiar with——

"This is……"

"A member of the Northern Territory deck, the king of Temeria, Foltest..." Roy's eyes flashed suddenly, "This King has another identity. During the castle banquet that day, Master Testave, who came to the garden to breathe!"

Chapter 9 Witch Doctor and Dreams

"The reminder Amos left us is straightforward and simple, and the answer is Foltes." Lei Suo rubbed his shiny bald head while watching the movements of the maid Silvia in the depths of the garden, "As long as we get Knowing what happened in the garden that night between the king of Temeria and the circus performers, the whole sequence of events will be clear."

Roy nodded in agreement, signaling the big man to continue,

"But there is another strange situation. Foltest's alias is Testave, and apart from the two of us and the baron couple, the servants of Chateau La Valette don't even know that he is a 'Your Majesty'... Amos is just a wandering acrobat, logically speaking, it is impossible for him to meet Foltest, so how can he reveal his identity and leave us clues?"

"I thought of a possibility..." Roy licked his dry lips, his expression slightly excited, "Amos and Ariane have both entered the garden. Could it be that they discovered Foltes by accident? And then overheard a secret of the King of Temeria..."

"Secret? You mean..." Lei Suo caught a faint light in his mind.

"The moonlight was dim that night, and the flowers revealed a seductive fragrance. The path was hidden among the blooming flowers, and the petals drifting in the wind told the romance..." Roy looked at the flowers and said slowly, "It's so beautiful Foltest just came here to get some air? Wouldn't that be a disgrace!"

"Remember, Sylvia mentioned before that Mrs. Louisa also left the banquet hall that night, saying that she was going to take care of her daughter Anais. Is this true? We need to talk to her..." Roy Thoughtfully, "It's best to communicate alone."

……

"Crack—" The wooden door was pushed open, and the two witchers walked into a spacious and warm bedroom.

Bright sunlight poured through the window, illuminating a young man with a face like gold paper on the big bed in the center of the bedroom.

He was thin and thin: sunken cheeks, prominent cheekbones, and a sickly face that made him look much older than his real age.

At this moment, he was wrapped in a moderately thick blanket, his eyes were closed, and his breath was as weak as a candle that was about to be blown out by the wind.

Mrs. Louisa leaned against the bed and squatted halfway, gently wiping the boy's cheeks with a wet towel, and stopped when she heard footsteps.

"The two masters..." The woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up, crossed her fingers in front of her belly, and asked eagerly, "Is there any clue in the garden?"

"We searched both the garden and the servants' dormitory, and the results were not very good..." Roy shook his head vaguely, and came to the bed side by side with Lei Suo. His dark golden pupils swept across the young man, and he couldn't help but frowned. Frowning, "Ma'am, this is Master Arrian, right? How is the situation now?"

Louisa looked haggard, and said in frustration, "It's all because of the witch doctor..."

She turned her eyes to the other side of the bed, near the bundled saffron curtains, stood a very old man, his dress was incompatible with the people in the castle: wearing a thick and black bearskin waistcoat , with a string of chicken claw necklaces around his neck, and a yellow-green linen robe that hangs to the ground, ragged and old, which reminds the witcher of those unkempt herbalists who live in seclusion in the countryside.

He has gray hair at the temples, with few hairs in the middle of his head, and his face is wrinkled, but his back is straight, his body is strong, and his spirit is hale and hearty.

Cecilia

Age: 80

Sex: Male

Status: Witch Doctor (most of them are smooth-talking, bluffing people, a few have the ability to cast spells, but their talents are between warlocks and ordinary people.)

Life: 60

Mana: 150

Attributes:

Power: 5

Agility: 5

Constitution: 6

Perception: 12

Will: 10

Charisma: 5

Spirit: 15

skill:

Ancestral Secret Technique Lv5: A spellcasting system similar to druid natural spells, mainly including curse, healing protection, and bone divination.Because witch doctors are generally less sensitive to chaotic energy than warlocks, secret arts often require more complicated rituals and spell-casting materials than spells, which appear to be more primitive and rough, but have their own unique features.

Meditation Lv5

Other slightly

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"Master Demon Hunter, this is Cecilia, the witch doctor specially sent by the baron from Waylon. Ariane is unconscious and unable to eat. Ordinary doctors can't do anything, even warlocks can't do anything after seeing it. But This witch doctor did it, he saved Arian's life, with a talisman."

Luisa nodded gratefully to the witch doctor, and then lifted the blanket off the boy's body, revealing his neck, where a yellow amulet hung impressively.

Made from juniper berry and silver fir wood, it's scented with a hint of sage while an iridescent glow swirls around the amulet.

"Unfortunately, he couldn't save Aryan."

"It's quite remarkable to be able to do this..." The demon hunter said truthfully, it's fine if he can't eat, but Arian, who is in a coma, can't even replenish water, and ordinary people can't last for a few days will die of dehydration.

But the witch doctor Cecilia miraculously kept him alive.

Roy looked at the old man. He had been in contact with many warlocks, so he could feel an aura similar to that of a warlock, but also mixed with wild herbs, animals, and livestock.

He gave people the impression that he was between a warlock and a druid, and his outfit was still very familiar.

"Waylon's witch doctor Cecilia, where have you seen this guy?" Roy wondered.

"Oh, here you are, two men, two poisonous snakes..." the old man spoke first, with his hands on his hips, and said to the two witchers with a slightly weird drake voice, "Exactly, Arian waiting for you."

"You know us?" Roy glanced at Lei Suo, who shook his head at him, saying that he had never seen the old man.

"Bone divination clearly told me the result." The old man turned around suddenly, looked out of the window, and recited the obscure prophecy, "You will come, covered in blood but with kindness in your heart, passing through the fog, revealing the ugliness, and smashing the blood Reflection, wake up the sleeping people."

"That's why you are here, the prophecy will never lie!"

After hearing this, the witcher was surprised and puzzled, and Mrs. Louisa quickly explained, "You two masters, Your Excellency Cecilia has a weird temper and often says some inscrutable words, and we can't figure out what they mean. , but he had no malice."

Lei Suo said quite understandingly, "There are some people in this world, witch doctors and even blind people, who are gifted and possess the ability to predict...Your Excellency the witch doctor, were you just describing our future?"

The bald man tentatively asked, "Then can you help us find the real culprit and rescue Master Ariane?"

"The witch doctor is not omnipotent..." The old man kept a serious expression on his wrinkled face, and shook his head, "All I can do is follow the footsteps of the ancestor spirits, cross the still water, In the moonlight, seeing the blurred reflection of the future... the witcher saved Ariane, only you two."

"And my silver fir amulet won't last long, and it will expire in another week."

"One week?!" Mrs. Louisa, who was listening on the side, suddenly turned pale with fright. "What will happen to my child then?"

"Don't worry, noble lady, with the prophesied savior here, Ariane will be safe and sound." The witch doctor suddenly waved to the two demon hunters, "Look at this poor child, I have seen many problems disease, but his situation is really rare, unlike curse or poisoning, there is no residual chaotic energy fluctuation in the body."

"Masters, please." Mrs. Louisa clasped her hands on her chest, pleading with her pretty face up.

"Madam, don't have too much hope. We can only do our best. After all, you mentioned that both warlocks and doctors have treated Master Arrian, but the effect is minimal. Our medical skills are not as good as theirs."

As Roy said, he looked at the old man heavily again, and said hesitantly, "By the way, Your Excellency Cecilia, do you live around Fake Island in Velen?"

"Demon hunter, how do you know?"

"I heard that there lived a witch doctor with great powers and a strange temper." Roy explained casually, his tone paused, "By the way, did you also raise a goat called Princess?"

"Great powers? Cecilia is a bad old man, and he can't bear this hat..." The old man said disdainfully, "As for the goat you mentioned, many of the witch doctor's treatments are inseparable from goat blood, but I don't have the time to raise it. Goat...the name Princess is very clever...it suits me very well." The old man stroked his bald chin, keeping the name in his heart.

"Probably it's not the time yet...he hasn't started raising that goat," Roy thought. Cecilia, the witch doctor, was the one who asked Geralt to help him find the goat in the future. He had a weird temper. The old man, "I didn't expect to meet this guy in the Barony."

He does have some real skills.