God-level Demon Hunter

"Forget it, there's no major problem anyway." Roy continued to ask, "Vivien doesn't seem to be afraid of those two little bastards at all, so what's going on?"

There was a hint of admiration on Tross's wrinkled old face, "There is a three-story house in the northeast corner of Midtown, close to the downtown area, called Cadel House. It only charges a very low salary to teach Ed The children of Borg civilians can read and write, and provide free lunch for the children. Vivien is the school teacher and is loved by the local people."

"No matter how many bastards the Sparrow Gang has, they can't outnumber the locals. Naturally, they dare not provoke her."

Tross sighed again, "Most good people are unfortunate. Poor her mother is often insane and has an alcoholic father to support. In order to take care of her family and subsidize the group of poor students, she lived a very hard life... ..."

"You said that such a kind-hearted beauty lives in the filthy lower city?" Roy couldn't help laughing when Tross looked like he wanted to share her worries. During the usual chat, the herbal shop owner revealed I had a happy family with a wife and children.

"Uncle Tross, can I go to Cardale House to study?" Roy asked a little excitedly. This matter has long been in his plan. Now that the job is stable, he can spare time every afternoon.

"You're not very old, so you should be fine." Tross rubbed his chin and pondered, "The tuition will be more expensive than the locals, but it's definitely more cost-effective than finding a scribe and others."

Roy was overjoyed. The planned work and accommodation were perfectly resolved. Now a way to learn common characters was in front of him, and there were basically no twists and turns in the process.He just needs to carry out step by step, and wait for the witcher to come back and give him a surprise.

Chapter 18 Twisted Talent

In the evening, Roy returned to the mill, took out the still hot kebabs and put them at the warehouse door, knocked on the door, and then entered the living room.

At the dinner table, Roy mentioned Vivien to the Henks, and their descriptions were basically the same as those of Tross.

He probed around again, why not send his daughter to the Cadell House.

Toya is young, and her physical disability belongs to a disadvantaged group. The Cadell House might accept this student.But the couple just shirked that they couldn't afford the tuition fee, and decided that Toya's mind was not bright, which was not the case.

Roy had a deeper understanding of the bottom line of the couple, so he stopped talking.

After a hasty dinner, he accidentally found a visitor before returning to his room.

The oil lamp hanging on the wall illuminated a petite figure standing at the door with his back to him, his body bent slightly, his shoulders raised and lowered, and he carefully wiped the blueberries, and then carefully put them on the bucket outside the door .

After doing all this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to go back to the warehouse, but as soon as she turned around, she saw a figure behind her.

She froze in place, the happy smile froze on her small round face for an instant, then she lowered her head helplessly, her whole body began to tremble.

But this time she didn't run away again.

"Toya, don't be afraid, I mean nothing..." Roy smiled as gently as possible, keeping a distance of ten minutes from her instead of walking over recklessly. "I just want to say thank you to you. The fruit you sent these days is very fresh and tastes good."

"You..." The girl was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly took a deep breath, as if she had put in a lot of determination, she faltered and said without a face, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

The voice is as crisp as an oriole, with a little girl's innocence and nervousness.

"Why do you ask that?" Roy deliberately stared into her eyes, "I don't think you are any different from other girls..."

Toya was breathless and her heart seemed to have stopped beating. No one had ever said such words to her, not even her dearest father, had ever said the words she was most looking forward to.

It was as if sand had been rubbed into the eyes, and a sour feeling gushed out.

Roy continued, "Those immoral stinking brats only know how to run around, make trouble, play pranks, and make fun of others. And you have begun to take care of livestock and poultry, gardens and fields, and you support yourself with your hands."

"You are amazing," Roy said with a familiar smile. "I think it is necessary to introduce myself formally. My name is Roy. I am about the same age as you. I am the son of a farmer in Lower Posada. I just came to Edsburgh. It won't be long. Toya, if you accepted my gift these days and returned it, then we are friends."

"Friends?" Toya felt that this word was far away from her... When she was very young, she had a few friends, but since she had a physical problem, the ugly hunchback became more and more obvious, and those friends gradually alienated She, even avoiding her like a snake and scorpion, she can hardly remember the appearance of those friends, and now her mind is full of vicious expressions of ridicule, cursing, and sarcasm.

She dared not expect to make a friend.

The firelight illuminated her bewildered face, and Toya entered a state of emptiness, but unconsciously her tense body relaxed, and she was no longer full of vigilance.

"How about we chat in another place? Don't be nervous, it's just some daily topics, such as... What did you have for lunch?"

Roy looked around, and the moon rose in the sky. Just beside the open space where he sweated profusely every night, the water surface of the pond was rippling by the night wind, and the silver veil of moonlight swayed softly, becoming hazy.

……

Roy noticed that the girl sat down by the pond not far to his left, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the other party would run away directly, because he had never been in contact with such a sensitive girl, and he was very worried that he would touch the other party's body Wound.

But finally took the first step successfully.

The girl was obviously not used to this kind of scene, she lowered her head, and her fingers began to twitch awkwardly again, her eyes did not dare to look at the boy next to her, nor did she dare to look at her own reflection in the pond, as if she were some kind of monster.

"Toya, take it easy...well, have you ever seen a magic show?"

"No... what does magic mean?" The girl asked this question carefully.

"It's almost like a trick. Do you know the trick? I just happen to show you one right now, watch carefully!" Roy startled the girl with a somewhat commanding tone, and instinctively looked over obediently.

"Don't blink..."

Roy stretched out his right hand, showed the back and surface of his empty palm to the other party, and then began to turn his wrist, one circle, two circles, three circles...

Toya murmured a few times in her heart, then opened her small mouth slightly, and widened her black eyes, a delicate card suddenly appeared in Roy's empty palm - the card was a woman with red hair and a red dress, Flame is as coquettish and beautiful, with a mysterious aura lingering all over her body.

Roy held the cards in his right hand and continued to spin them. After a few rounds, the cards disappeared without warning.

"Roy... how did you do it?" The girl's attention was completely attracted, it was just an extremely lame trick, but she had never left Edsburg since the day she was born, let alone had the chance to see him Any sleight of hand, "Where did you hide the cards?"

"It won't work if you explain the principle. Can you guess where I hid the cards?" Toya really propped her chin up when she heard this, and let her long brown hair hang down to the surface of the pond, she thought seriously.

At this moment, she forgot about her inferiority complex and anxiety.

But Roy suddenly strode up to a place next to her (0.3 meters), interrupting her contemplation.

The girl froze, cold sweat emerged from her forehead and pale cheeks, her heart was pounding, but it was not shyness or other reasons, but pure nervousness and fear.

The long-term experience of abuse always made her feel that anyone close to her would torture her, either beating her or swearing at her.

"Sorry... for scaring you." Roy expressed apology, spread his hands and took two steps back until the girl's breathing returned to normal and she "came alive" again.

"I just wanted to come over and find the cards."

He pointed to the girl's white apron,

"Toya, believe it or not, that card is lying quietly in your pocket right now."

The girl fumbled into her pocket hesitantly, and then on her callused and chilblained palm, there was an extra card, which was the one that appeared in Roy's hand.

Unfortunately, she was illiterate and couldn't recognize the woman's name, but she could look at the lifelike woman on the card... She was fascinated by her slim figure and beautiful appearance, with a hint of envy and longing in her eyes.

"Isn't it interesting?" Roy said, "This card is for you."

"Why?" Toya was puzzled. She was overwhelmed by the herbs and food that the other party gave her in the past few days. "I can't take it, it's too expensive."

"It's just an ordinary Gwent card," Roy said truthfully. "Most tavern shopkeepers can buy it. If you feel sorry, just send me some fruit tomorrow."

Toya held the cards, her face full of reluctance, for a long time, "Then... well," she put the cards in her pocket with great care. "Who is the woman on the card?"

"Sabina Grewisig, a sorceress in the Kaedwenian capital of Ard Kalai."

"Sorceress?"

"Trust me, you will understand what this means later. Now, let's talk about something else." Roy sat down beside her. This time, the girl didn't have the strong rejection reaction before, maybe it was to relax, She imitated Roy gently, shaking her feet gently.

In the "moon boat" on the water, there are two more passengers.

"What do you usually do at the mill?"

"In addition to what you said, you have to feed the pigs, clean up, and weed the crops in the field..."

"Oh, you are so young, you shouldn't have to bear so much..." In fact, girls in their teens are either married or have to help with farming at home, but their life is not as painful as hers.

"Do you have any hobbies? Painting, singing, dancing, Gwent?"

"I don't know Gwent, maybe...singing? But I dare not, Oona will scold me for singing like a rooster crowing, and others will laugh at me."

"Don't listen to their nonsense, your voice is very suitable for singing..." Roy praised sincerely, "If you go to other big cities, you might be able to become an opera singer. It's too late now, wait for the opportunity, I will Is it an honor to hear your singing voice?"

……

The two talked about their daily life. Most of the time, he was the one who told and asked questions, while Toya listened quietly, occasionally interjecting a sentence. The answers were short and slow, but Roy still dug out some useful information from it.

Her hunchback was not natural, but a mild symptom that suddenly appeared eight years ago and then worsened year by year.Her mother, who was overwhelmed by it, died five years ago, and then the mean fat woman, stepmother Oona, came.

From then on, Toya's life fell into endless physical labor, and her father gradually alienated her.

……

Roy felt panic, helplessness, and confusion from her answer.

And Toya could feel that the other party did not see the disappointment and dislike of her father, the hatred of her stepmother, the discrimination and contempt of children and surrounding residents.But full of patience and understanding.

She sensed a long-lost word...respect.

For the first time since her mother's death, Toya felt the urge to tell.But not today, the moon has risen higher, and an hour has slipped away.

"Roy, are you really... willing to be friends with me?" She patted her skirt and stood up. The bright moonlight was so close that she could see the bulge of her back and the high and low shoulders more clearly.

"You're wrong," Roy smiled brightly, "We're already friends."

"Then can I chat with you tomorrow?"

"Of course, as long as I return to the mill, you are welcome to come to me at any time."

The girl let out a long sigh of relief, and limped towards the dilapidated warehouse.

Roy watched her back leave.

Toya

Gender: Female

Age: 13 years and 10 months

Status: Civilian

HP: 30↓ (magic erosion)

Magic value: 120↑ (magic erosion)

Power: 3

Agility: 4

Physique: 3↓

Perception: 6

Will: 6

Charisma: 4

Spirit: 12↑

skill:

Law source (passive solidification): Self-awakening, chaotic energy is the sensitive person of magic power, favored by the elements of earth, fire, water, and air, and the body spontaneously absorbs magic power all the time.

After professional and systematic training, one can manipulate magic, release magic, and achieve challenges that are difficult for ordinary people to complete.

……

Roy remembered what Leso said when he taught himself meditation: After the sensitive people awakened, if they were not sent to the Warlock Academy in time to receive warlock training and domesticate the power of the elements, they would go crazy due to the loss of magic power and their sanity would collapse.Or fall into a more miserable end, the body is tortured into ugly deformities by magic.

Apparently Toya, the miller's daughter, was one of the unfortunates.God gave her a one-of-a-kind magical talent, but didn't teach her a way to restrain this power.The deformity of the girl's body was undoubtedly caused by the out-of-control magic power rampaging in her body.If left alone, her lifespan is much shorter than normal.

Roy was indeed out of sympathy at the beginning, but now he has some more ideas. He can't become a warlock, but it doesn't prevent him from befriending a future female warlock, which is a long-term investment.

If you haven't made friends with a few spellcasters, what qualifications do you have to call yourself a witcher?

But the situation is more complicated, he has to plan well, step by step.

Chapter 19 The Cadell House

A three-story building in the northeast corner of Zhongcheng District, the roof is decorated with green tiles and white windows very delicately. The wooden fence downstairs forms a very spacious yard.

A farmland is reclaimed in the left area of ​​the yard, which is full of seasonal vegetables. The side walls of the house are covered with withered and yellow vines. Through the gaps between the vines, colorful and crooked graffiti can be seen, which come from the immature handwriting of children.

In the center of the courtyard stood a horned tree over forty years old, its luxuriant branches covered half of the courtyard and the roof.There are several rectangular tables that can accommodate 20 people under the tree, covered with mottled traces of rain and wind.

Roy stopped and observed under the hornbeam tree for a while, touched the rough bark with his hands, his face moved.This tree has grown for at least a hundred years, and some weird symbols are engraved on the trunk. I don't know which naughty student carved it.

Roy gently pushed open the wooden door on the first floor of the house. Through the crack of the door, a gentle female voice came to his ears. A group of children sitting upright appeared in his vision, and a person who wrote and drew with a charcoal pen on a small blackboard Thin middle-aged woman.

"Our homeland, Aedirn, lies east of the Mahakam Mountains, bordering Temeria, on the south by Lyria and Livia, and on the north by Kaedwen. Its eastern border is formed by the Blue Mountains... ..."

"The current king of Aedirn is Demavi III, the son of Villefriel. The coat of arms is a golden and red arrow pattern on a black background. The capital, Vangerburg, is located in..."

"Aden has been a place where peasant revolutions frequently occurred since ancient times. In order to change the harsh and cruel super-high taxes, the revolutionary army launched a fierce struggle with the nobles and high-level kingdoms..."

Roy frowned when he overheard this, always feeling weird.

"Mr. Kadel! There is someone eavesdropping at the door!"

A blond boy sitting in the last row of the classroom, with a big head and a small body, suddenly raised his small black hand and interrupted the woman's speech. Immediately, more than 60 pairs of curious and bright eyes stared at the woman in unison. the person at the door.