God-level Demon Hunter

A few people caught a chubby cook in a white apron under the kitchen table, huddled in a corner like a frozen quail, covering her face trembling and begging.

"Don't kill me... Please... I don't see anything... I don't know anything!"

Lei Suo turned his eyes around his companion, "You guys decide what to do now."

The plan to destroy the manor was almost a complete success. The core members of the Willy gang were all dead, and it just happened to be the right time—the rainstorm covering the operation.

But now there is one more variable, an eyewitness, a witness.

Oakes and Serritt looked at each other, and Roy rubbed his temples.

Cat Vulture folded his arms around his chest, looked down at the fat woman condescendingly, and suddenly said,

"Killed a hundred."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows!

The fat woman trembled even more, screaming like an old hen, and a puddle of water appeared from under her apron.

"Didn't we agree before we came here that we would only kill members of the Willy gang?" Roy gritted his teeth. Although his subordinates lost a lot of lives, as a demon hunter, he still had to be principled and try not to kill indiscriminately.

"Innocent people shouldn't be implicated, I have better ideas."

"My seal is not exquisite enough... Can you use Axi to erase her memory about today's operation?"

"Small idea..." Oakes lost the optimism and cheerfulness of the past, frowning, "But have you thought about it? This is not reliable enough, and it will last for a year or two at most... Even a skilled warlock can restore her memory immediately. "

"Roy, don't you think it's ridiculous to be soft-hearted now? When you deal with bodyguards and thugs, you will let them go?" Vulture raised his chin and expressed strong opposition, "You should do it thoroughly to avoid future troubles!"

"The two of you have already made a decision." Lesso turned to Serrit with a blank expression.

The demon hunter with the headband on thought for two seconds, then suddenly made a movement of wiping his neck.

"I support the cat vulture, no one will be left alive."

"Wuuuu... spare my life!"

"If you want to live, just be quiet! Oaks?"

The hooded witcher glared at his brother displeasedly, "Give her a chance to live."

"I agree with this. Killing her may not be able to hide from the investigation of the Big Three and Eternal Flame," the bald man concluded. "Now it's three to two, cat vulture, what do you think?"

The gray-green pupils of the Cat Pie Witcher swept across the fat woman again,

"For her luck, let's use the seal."

……

Five minutes later, everyone left the fat cook who had lost her memory and fell asleep, and came to the room where Alphonse Willy was before.

Roy found a thick yellow leather book on the bookshelf. After turning it around for a circle, a keyhole was exposed on the delicate wall on the left, and a key was put in, which was taken from the still warm corpse of the manor owner.

Gently twist.

"Card--"

The delicate mechanism was triggered, and the wall creaked, and it opened to the side, revealing a narrow secret room.

Everyone glanced inside, and were immediately dazzled by the colorful collections.

There are three whole boxes, containing yellow crowns, gorgeous jewelry and gold...and simple books.

"Sapphires, diamonds, fluorites... My dear, there are still spinels, and the value is no less than fifty crowns." Oakes was amazed and picked up a crystal clear ruby ​​the size of a fist, "Tsk tsk, such a large volume , No woman can resist its temptation, I can guarantee that if you give it to a female sorceress, you will definitely be able to please her, and you can date for ten days and a half months in a row... um...here you are, Roy!"

"Well, what are you doing for me?" The young witcher froze for a moment, his dark golden pupils showing doubts.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, use it to curry favor with Rita Needle... and this stuff!"

The witcher threw over a string of beautiful pearl necklaces, each pearl was the size of a little fingertip.

Roy gave him a hard look, but took advantage of the opportunity to put the necklace into the space and fiddled with the pile of books.

""Winter" and "The Price of Love" are all poems, out-of-print manuscripts... put together with jewelry, Alphonse Willy has the heart of a poet."

Lei Suo, Serrit, and Fliers fiddled with a box of krona, with a look of surprise on Gu Jing's calm face,

"Guys, this time we have made a fortune! Such a big box weighs two or three hundred pounds, at least ten thousand crowns."

"Including jewelry and gold, according to Novigrad's market price, the total value is at least..." Serrit stroked his chin and estimated the price, "[-] kroner."

With such a large amount of money, a normal witcher would probably have to earn it for decades, and a petty citizen would have to spend two lifetimes.

"Sure enough, this is the fastest way to get money."

"I have a few boxes of treasures, what house do I need?!" Oakes breathed heavily, his eyes were dyed golden yellow, he waved his hand richly, his face flushed and said impassionedly, "Let's buy a castle directly in Keweier, No, buy a piece of land and build a manor as a new base!"

"Wake up, don't dream!" Serrit patted his brother on the cheek, bringing him back to his senses, "The Owl Brothers also have a share of the money, let's get a point!"

"Let's go out and talk about it..." Fliers calmed down a little short of breath, "It's fine to share two thousand crowns with me at that time, don't talk about it if there is more!"

Originally, he only planned to help for free this time and return the favor.

But money is touching, and such a large amount of money is delivered to the door, and the materials needed for his student Karl to conduct the green grass trial are quite expensive.

"The Viper School has no tradition of being greedy for ink spoils," Lei Suo said in a deep voice, "Two thousand kroner is not enough, and it will be divided equally at that time! Don't talk about it... just decide!"

"Now, Brother Vulture, if you trust us," the four of the Snake Faction exchanged glances, "Let me and Roy put away this pile of things first? Otherwise, it's not easy to take them out."

"Um……"

A moment later, Roy put the whole box of gold and jewelry into the trophy package, while Reso put Krona into the space ring.

As for the box of out-of-print poetry.

Oakes selected from it one of the most vivid love poems.

The rest remain untouched and left to the latecomers.

After the chamber of secrets is closed again.

Everyone is in a good mood.

What kind of expression will someone have when they go to great lengths to open the secret room and find a pile of poems?

Angry to death?

……

In fact, Roy still has some regrets. Cyprian Willie's "last words" revealed that the wealth hidden in the secret room is less than one-tenth of Alphonse's wealth.

This gang boss is well versed in the truth of the three caves of the cunning rabbit.

Most of the treasure is hidden elsewhere, and the specific location is not even told to his own son.

There is also a considerable part of the property, about 10,000+ crowns, which has been laundered through certain channels and deposited in the Vivaldi Bank in Novigrad, earning interest.

Because of the imperial garrison in the Amer Mountains, the northern countries have a precursor to economic turmoil.

As a free commercial city-state, Novigrad is the most economically prosperous place in the northern border, and the forged krona coins are the most valuable. It is always right to earn some interest.

It's a pity that the demon hunter can't get this money, so Alphonse can only get it with a voucher.

"It's time to be satisfied. After collecting the debt, I picked up a large sum of money for nothing. How should I use it?"

Thinking about this question, the figures of the five ghosts climbed over the courtyard wall one by one against the torrential rain.

Chapter 12 Deterrence

The torrential rain that had lasted all day and night finally stopped.

The blue sky is like washing, the warm morning light is shining, and the cool breeze caresses Nuocheng.

Willie Manor.

In the center of the spacious courtyard, under the dense flower beds, there are corpses covered with white cloth.

Novigrad Security Officer Chapelle is leading a group of men to check one by one.

"Have all the bodies been found?"

"They are all here, a total of 56 dead." A young guard in chain mail and wearing a long sword bowed his head and said, "The core members of the Willy gang, including Hawthorne I and his son, are all dead."

"In the entire manor, the only survivor is a fat woman who works in the kitchen."

Chapelle covered the dead man, who had been severed in two at the waist, and followed the guards to another body.

His pale face was ferocious and distorted, and his eyes stared like copper bells, as if he had seen some terrible scene before death and was overly frightened.

"Old Willy the son of a bitch, I didn't expect you to be here today." A gleam of joy flashed across Chapelle's face.

After years of getting along with each other, he had already investigated the boss of the Willie Gang clearly.

Alphonse Wiley himself, and the casinos, brothels, and fight clubs under his rule, have committed countless crimes in the past ten years, secretly killing at least hundreds of innocent citizens.

However, he has inextricably linked interests with many big figures in Nuocheng, and his subordinates are so numerous that he can be called the leader of the four major gangs, even posing a slight threat to the rule of the church.

He is a black spot that cannot be dispelled under the light of the eternal fire.

Get rid of him, and the situation in Nuocheng, which was originally chaotic, will restore a delicate balance.

"Which 'unsung hero' is doing harm to the people?"

The right hand of the security officer wearing a brown leather glove brushed over the mouth of the corpse, a large jet of blood coagulated, turned the corpse around, and the pupils constricted - a slender bloody mouth suddenly appeared on the back of the neck.

Chapelle instantly simulated the scene at that time. The killer launched an attack from behind, piercing Old Willy's cervical spine with a sword, and the tip of the sword emerged from his mouth, even holding him in the air for a few seconds.

The wound is flat and smooth.

The sword is fast and accurate.

The weapons used were anything but iron.

Then I thought of the dozens of corpses I had checked before, and the different death conditions.

Either they were violently split in two, or they were stabbed in the vitals by a sharp blade, or they lost their limbs and bled to death...

There are mainly a few types of perpetrators' fighting styles.

"There is more than one murderer..." The security officer took off his gloves and rubbed his chin, "But there are no more than six people. They are chasing down and guarding the gate of the manor... under the cover of the heavy rain."

The young guard next to him changed his expression and said in disbelief, "You mean five or six people killed the entire manor?"

One against ten, someone with this kind of ability——

"Extraordinarily talented mercenaries, killers, or...not necessarily human beings." The "bodyguard" of the great poet Dandelion, whom he happened to meet not long ago, suddenly flashed through Chapelle's mind.

With a fierce temperament, beast-like vertical pupils, and speed, strength, reflexes, and magic-like abilities that far exceed ordinary people, he undoubtedly has the possibility of committing crimes.

"Could it be that they did it?"

"Who are you referring to?"

Chapelle lowered his eyes and asked without answering, "How does the woman who survived feel?"

"There is no physical damage, except that she is too fat and a little out of breath. I don't know what kind of luck she had to escape this disaster." The guard hammered his forehead in frustration, "It's a pity that she can't think of anything." When I got up, I only remembered being knocked unconscious from behind."

"Did she join Willy's gang?"

"No……"

"Kill all the core members of Willy's gang, but let an old lady go... Strange principle."

But if you have principles, you can negotiate, which is better than a lunatic who has no reason at all.

Thinking of this, Chapelle kept pacing around the courtyard full of corpses, his complexion was cloudy and uncertain, his eyebrows were straightened and stretched, and after a long time, he took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"Do you know who the murderer is? Give an order and arrest them immediately!"

"If you want to catch people, no problem! But you have to rush to the front, the first to die!"

"Uh..." The guard lowered his head in shame.

Most of the more than 50 dead in the manor were strong players with thick calluses on their palms. There was even a sorcerer who died quietly without even being able to release his spells.

The murderer's fighting power can be imagined!

Is the eternal fire worthy of taking the lead and rushing to die?

Chapelle didn't want his subordinates to make unnecessary sacrifices.

"Calm down, rookie, the eternal flame illuminates all beings and drives away the darkness," he said in a deep voice, "but gang members are not within the scope of protection."

"What do you mean?" the guard thought thoughtfully.

"Since the murderer never harmed innocent people, then this incident is classified as a vicious killing within the gang. The three gangs will solve it by themselves, understand?"