God-level Demon Hunter

It fell on a woman passing by with a black umbrella on a quiet and deserted street.

She walked along Long Street alone.

A graceful and luxurious dark dress with intricate patterns completely concealed her thin figure.

She wore exquisite and gorgeous jewelry earrings, necklaces, rings, and a top hat with a black lace veil, but none of them could hide the fact.

Time has passed, her skin is no longer smooth and elastic, crow's feet and nasolabial folds have destroyed her youthful beauty.

The hair no longer has that attractive black shine.

Gray and haggard.

But at this moment, the lady's expression under the veil faintly reveals confusion and a trace of sadness, and the sad and touching past is entangled in her mind——

It has been going on for more than 20 years.

Her husband, who was several decades older, left her early and failed to leave her an heir.

And she became the loneliest woman in Oxenfurt, Countess Marina Minorole, an old woman with no one to love.

The huge manor was empty and frighteningly quiet, in order to escape the suffocating loneliness.

Every morning, she would return to the town from the suburban manor in a carriage, dismiss her personal servants, stroll alone in the remote and narrow long streets, or go to the auction house to buy some sweet treats.

The inheritance left by her husband is too numerous to count, enough for her to spend several lifetimes.

Sometimes, she would fall into an inexplicable melancholy—remembering that 28 years ago, when she was not out of the cabinet, as an ignorant young lady, she met the first man who opened her heart.

The mutated beast with vertical pupils has a very unique temperament, even at an advanced age, it still fascinates people-humorous, bold, and extremely strong.

He and she were like thunder, and the first time they looked at each other, there was a fiery passion in their hearts, and the two began a lingering and dewy relationship.

But it has been 28 years since the absence.

She can only keep collecting weapons and armors that match his identity one after another, just to comfort herself.

……

Marina walked through the Bosodi Auction House, looked through the open door, and looked at the sparse crowd in the hall.

Wondering if a rare collection will be harvested today, such as the first batch of witcher weapons?

Suddenly, a boy rushed from the street on the left and came into her sight.

Panting, he leaned closer to her.

Bow down and salute respectfully.

"Good morning, are you the Countess Marina Minorole? My boy's name is Tobio."

The cloudy eyes under the lace veil glanced at him. Unlike the other countesses, Marina nodded at him gently,

"A lord told me to bring you a message."

"That set of antique armor from 1234, the antique armor of the Wolf School still in your hand?"

"What armor?"

The woman didn't seem to hear clearly for a while, and asked suspiciously.

"The soft armor of the wolf school," the boy repeated.

call--

The cold morning wind howled across Long Street.

Lifted the veil under the woman's top hat.

There was an elegant but wrinkled old cheek, which lost the calmness of a lady at this moment.

The lady covered her mouth in an extremely awkward manner.

Almost cried out.

"What's his name? What does he look like?"

The boy thought about it carefully,

"He didn't say his name, but he is already an old man, very old. He said that if you want to return the armor, you can meet him at the Golden Sturgeon Tavern on Oxenfurt Commercial Street."

……

The woman thrust a crown into the boy's palm.

No longer caring about her restraint and temperament, she trotted down Oxenfurt Avenue with her skirt and iguana skin high heels.

But 5 minute.

Panting heavily, Madame Minole came to the gate of the Golden Sturgeon Tavern.

Memory reflux.

That night, he sneaked out of the manor with her, and drank blueberry wine in this tavern for half the night, paired with non-heavy love words for half the night.

……

The woman took a deep breath and adjusted her appearance, hat, and skirt.

Bring them back to grace.

Push open the door.

……

The magic lamp on the ceiling illuminates the magnificent hall.

In the tavern early in the morning, apart from two or three men who drank all night and staggered around, there were not many customers in sight.

But just before the wine cabinet, a striking figure came into view.

He was dressed differently from ordinary people, carrying two long swords on his back, tall and tall, wearing an old but well-maintained gray armor.He also wears a rather ridiculous high hat, a style that was particularly popular a few decades ago, and men on the street, young and old, have one.

But now, this kind of hat is basically impossible to buy.

The man seemed to feel something.

Turned around suddenly.

In the lobby of the tavern, the eyes of two vicissitudes meet.

Gu was shocked.

Minole saw his face clearly.

His gray hair was well groomed and waxed, and his beard was clean-shaven.

The wrinkles on his face are still the same as they were 30 years ago, and the years don't seem to have given him too much criticism.

His mental state was that of a young man.

The temperament is calm.

The corners of the mouth were raised obviously, showing a bright and hearty smile.

The badge of the wolf's head with the bared teeth on his neck swayed slightly with his smile.

Just like the side we met for the first time 28 years ago.

Minuo Le's heart was ups and downs, and he couldn't control himself for a long time.

"Vesemir, you haven't aged at all..." After looking at each other for 2 minutes.

Mi Nuole walked to the high stool next to the man and sat down, put her hands on the wine table, and took off the lady's gloves.

His withered palms trembled visibly.

The old man patted the table and poured her a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine in a gentlemanly manner.

Her favorite blueberry wine.

"Marina, you haven't changed at all. You are as beautiful as before. You are still a heartthrob."

The woman remained silent, but there was an unconcealable smile in the corner of her eyes, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Although his face was wrinkled, at least that person didn't despise himself.

"Vesemir, where have you been all these years, can you tell me?"

"Kaer Morhen of Kaedwen... a castle on the edge of the Blue Mountains, just a waste of time." Vesemir smiled, and said straightforwardly, "Not long ago, a young visitor mentioned you to me by chance. I just found out that you are single now..."

"At that time, I suddenly realized that I had deeply failed someone, and I had to come back and take a look." The amber pupils slowly turned to the nervous eyes of the woman, and asked gently, "Marina, how have you been all these years?" ?”

The woman suddenly had a stagnation of breathing, her throat was sore, and her fingers interlocked awkwardly, her face lost her former grace and composure.

But she stubbornly raised her chin slightly and squeezed out a forced smile,

"Life is very leisurely, no need to work, no shortage of money to spend, and the daily schedule is all based on my own wishes... I am happier than most people in the world."

"My biggest hobby is to spend money... At the most famous Bosodi Auction House in Oxenfurt, I bought everything I like... But because of the wolf breastplate you left behind, I I have developed a strong interest in the weapons and equipment of the demon hunter..."

"So over the years, I have collected a lot of armor and weapons from the auction house, from snake-sected demon hunters, wolves-sect...cat-sect...hanging on armor racks and weapons cabinets in the manor, waiting for free I'll take you to have a look."

In front of the person she missed in her heart, she gradually forgot her sadness.The expressions on her face became richer, sometimes she giggled and her earrings jingled, like a young girl working on a puzzle, chatting happily about her daily life.

Gradually put together the fragments accumulated in my heart and the past into a complete shape.

Luxurious, regular, but lonely and lonely.

With a smile on his lips, Vesemir quietly listened to her story.

The light in the eyes is getting brighter and brighter.

"Then you, how long are you planning to stay in Niubao this time..." The woman turned her head and asked anxiously.

"It's up to you...if you don't have someone to talk to, and you don't hate me as a bad old man." Vesemir suddenly stretched out his hand, and put his warm palm on the back of her dry, rough hand that had been baptized by the years. He felt her body trembling.

"I'll stay with you, Marina, until you get tired of it."

Countess Minorle silently shook the witcher's hand.

……

"cheers!"

In the hall of the ancient castle, the atmosphere is hot.

The jumping light in the fireplace cast seven figures on the mottled wall.

Seven demon hunters at the long square table are bragging about the delicious food on the table!

"Guys, can Vesemir succeed in coaxing an old lover back?" Lambert shouted happily, finally catching the shortcoming of the mentor, he wished to mention it every day, "I decided to open a Handicap, bet at will, ten crowns to one hundred crowns, betting on whether they can reconcile as before."

"Have you lived 300 years in vain as a master? It's just a countess who has been lonely for more than 20 years. It's a trivial matter." Oakes swallowed vodka, bared his teeth, took out a small bag of kroner and put it on the right side of his table. "I'll bet fifty crowns, he's sure to be fine, the old tree is in spring!"

"This guy, Vesemir, seems to be hooked up with Eskar, and he will be clumsy when facing a woman he likes," Serrit rubbed his chin, and analyzed solemnly, "and he failed that woman." Madam has been close to 30 years, and it is not so easy to be forgiven... I bet a hundred crowns, they will not succeed, at least not this time!"

Escal, who was sitting comfortably on a chair, holding a huge mug full of wine, and listening quietly, had a long face, why did he suddenly have something to do with him.

"That's because you don't understand him..." Geralt muttered, referring to his impressions of his mentor for decades, "The old man is not as rigid and dull as he appears... His mind is alive!"

"Although he never mentioned his relationship experience to me, I have an intuition that he must have been a famous man in the past, and his methods of picking up girls are definitely not inferior to Dandelion." Geralt mentioned his old friend with a confident face, He was also a little relieved, "I bet, this time he will be able to coax Mrs. Minole well and establish a permanent partnership."

"After all, we are often not in the castle. He is old and needs someone to accompany him. A reasonable single noble lady, the right one cannot be more suitable... So, I bet one hundred... No, I bet fifty crowns."

The big bald man nodded while listening, silently put down the crab in his hand, and also bet fifty kroner.

"Enough, you guys! The old man finally found his home. Not only did you not celebrate for him, but you also talked about it behind him. Do you still respect him as a senior?" Roy slammed the table and threw a bag with anger The crown was thrown to the right, "I bet one hundred crowns, the old man can do it!"

"..." Lambert stood up from the chair as if his butt was burned, and threw the money back to the group of companions!

Then he gave Roy a vicious look, and depressedly took a big gulp of the troll's favorite vodka.

"Hurr...I'm not stupid enough to bet with this cheating kid! Let's talk about something else!"

"The specific arrangements for the brotherhood?!" Roy asked tentatively.

"Shut up!" For a moment, six pairs of fire-breathing vertical pupils glared at him, and the six big men had serious expressions on their faces, warning solemnly, "We have already agreed that we will not talk about work and those troublesome things on the last day!"

"Just for fun."

Roy backed away with a smirk.

"The entertainment between us, apart from Quint, is only women." Oakes rubbed his hands together and smiled wretchedly, "Last time we talked about our respective romantic experiences, this time we'll be more sincere and direct, let's talk about our favorite type. "

"Guys, in Nuocheng, there are beautiful ladies from all over the world!"

"Especially in a place called Spear Cavern."