God-level Demon Hunter

The old man took a rather pessimistic attitude towards this trip.

The only support given was a map of tattered and yellowed animal skins, on which the location of the Kyle Siren was circled—on a cliff at the northwest junction of the Povis Coast and the Dragon Mountain Range.

and a letter of introduction.

Members of the Brotherhood had no reason to interfere with Vesemir's happy twilight years.

So the task of winning over the Griffin School fell to Roy himself.

Because of this, Rita Nieder expressed unprecedented resentment towards him.

It has taken four full months for the sorceress to preside over the Green Grass Trial for Karl. The two have been separated for a long time, and the number of trysts during this period is pitifully small.

The female sorceress carefully prepared, intending to leave some romantic and beautiful memories with him on the blue sea under the sky.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Roy turned around, he received a mission to go out.

Although he also enjoys the warm embrace, but business matters.

Rita Need, who was full of grievances, reluctantly opened the portal of the "Dragon Mountain" for him, and kicked him in with one heel.

Bonus a Jiao Zha - go to Povis!

The unlucky Roy was directly teleported to the coast of Povis, hundreds of miles away from the Dragon Mountain Range.

Braving the cold wind for a day and a night, Golfin and Golfin still had a long way to go to their destination.

And the climate is getting colder.

This is the punishment of the sorceress!

……

The witcher turned the map over on his lap and threw a log into the fire.

While rotating the sizzling roasted deer legs on the wooden rack.

While looking into the distance, hidden in the white snow and frost, the giant dragon mountain range shrouded in mist.

In the past few decades, at the foot of this mountain and by the sea, it was located in the northernmost country of the mainland—Povis and Keweier.

The only wealth is sand and sea water.

But when the salt factory appeared, this sentence was no longer funny, it almost monopolized the glass and salt market all over the world.

Even so, in the eyes of most people in the northern border countries, this coastal country is still a remote, remote, harsh environment and hostile people.

People took Kerviel and Powis as a caricature.

Teachers often say to students, "If you don't like my class, go to Purvis!"

So "Go to Povis" and "Go to Hell" have almost the same meaning.

Such words spread more and more.

Many adventurers full of rebellious spirit, unwilling to be mediocre, crazy scientists, engineers with innovative spirit, and businessmen with long-term vision immigrated to the foot of this mountain, where there is almost no fertile land.

Before long, the whole world was shocked by this group of new immigrants - they discovered the treasure that made the country completely rich -

Mines in the mountains.

Unbelievable.

Such a small country has benefited from the mines more than the three northern kingdoms of Redania, Kaedwen, and Aedirn combined.

Inferior only to Temeria's Mahakam Autonomous Region.

However, the mining volume of precious metals such as gold, anti-diabolite, and platinum in Bovis has reached three-quarters of the world's total.

No country dares to underestimate Povis again.

Roy tore off a piece of fragrant barbecue, chewed it leisurely, and lay down on Golfin's warm stomach.

Redania once coveted the wealth of Keweier and Bovis, and sent troops to attack.

In the end, he was defeated by excellent mercenaries who spent huge sums of money, and fled in despair!

Since then, Povis and Kerviel have made peace agreements with several major powers in the North.

It became the so-called permanent neutral country.

"Now Povis is a good place, even more open and tolerant than Novigrad."

Oakes used to obsess over it.

"After finding the Griffin Sect, let's investigate by the way."

……

"Crack..." A slight sound of dead branches breaking came from a distance.

A diamond-shaped crystal suddenly appeared in Roy's hand.

Colorful magical rays of light bloomed from the crystal, and Golfing, who was also in a state of vigilance, was enveloped by the rays of light.

"Puff..." a sound.

The majestic griffin instantly turned into a small black cat the size of a palm, darting along the demon hunter's knees and chest into the hood behind his head.

"Meow" whispered, protruding a pair of amber eyes.

And Roy put on sunglasses to cover the different pupils, and packed the leftover skeleton and the entire bonfire in front of him into the space.

The figure turned into a gust of wind and dodged to the side, hiding in a clump of snow-white viburnum.

Half a minute later, two muscular men in thick gray padded jackets came into sight through the woods.

"There seems to be smoke here just now... You smell it, and there is a fucking smell of barbecue. Just now I heard the female cat calling spring!" A man with green hair, bulbous nose, and chin like an eggplant said in surprise. He looked around furtively.

"Coward? Suspicious all the time, cat with an egg, I think you are in heat!" Another big man with a red face spat, "Seriously, have you sent a message to Iggesena? , did she agree to come out?"

"Your idea is pretty good. I told her I wanted to buy a whole bag of carbon, and the silly woman agreed to this private transaction." The man with an eggplant chin rubbed his hands, "It's almost inseparable, this stupid girl will Secretly took her father's charcoal and sold it to us."

"Just tonight!"

"Fine...then...maybe we can have some fun."

Chapter 2 Night

A dense ginkgo forest, the moonlight outlines a row of jagged outlines pointing to the sky.

The wind blows from the depths of the night, bringing with it the bone-chilling cold of the northern border.

A tall, slender woman with black hair appeared in the woods, wearing a thick gray padded jacket, an apron around her waist, and a homemade skirt.

He held a torch in one hand, and dragged a bulging linen bag with the other hand, and the surface of the bag was covered with black powder.

It was so heavy that she could only drag the bag on the ground and move slowly.

"Henriel, you are there, aren't you? Answer quickly! Don't pretend to be dumb!" The woman walked to a tree and stood still, looking around like a groundhog, her delicate features were blown by the cold wind It was red, and the violet eyes showed a sense of timidity, and then he patted his slightly heaving chest as if to cheer himself up.

"Sorry, Ignacena, I just arrived too." A tall man came out of the darkness not far from the woods, and the light from the torches lit up his green hair and funny chin.

The man walked five meters in front of her, and his gray eyes shot at her, revealing a scorching heat that frightened Isegina, and she couldn't help but took a step back and approached the ginkgo tree.

"I didn't expect you would really come..." Henryel squinted his narrow eyes, showing a self-righteous and gentle smile, a shredded white radish was stuck in the gap between his yellowed front teeth, "In the middle of the night, again Dark, cold, and dangerous...you are braver and bolder than other girls in the village."

"Who said! What's the danger? I'll be home in 10 minutes, and the dangerous animals in the woods have been killed by hunters. Besides, you're not here. You're from a village, what's the matter, you idiot with evil intentions?!"

The man's face darkened.

The woman smiled calmly and dragged the sack to her body with difficulty, "Stop rambling, hurry up and make a deal, it's freezing outside, stay here, I'm afraid I won't be able to get sick tomorrow morning!"

"That's right..." The man nodded, took another step closer to her, and took out a few yellow coins from his pocket, "Ten bizants... a bag of charcoal, right?"

"Wait! The number is wrong!" The woman's complexion suddenly changed, her willow eyebrows stood on end, and her clear voice became high-pitched, "The price we negotiated during the day was clearly twenty bizantes! Why is it half less? How dare you play me!"

"Your price is about the same as the original price. I might as well buy it directly from your father, Old Harder, so I don't have to trade with you secretly." The man shook his head and sneered, "Iggesena, please understand me...I worked so hard in the mine. It took me half a month of digging to earn so much money, and it is impossible to spend all of it for a bag of charcoal. You let me drink northwest wind in the second half of the month?"

"Damn it! You bastard, son of a bitch!" The corners of the woman's eyes were red, she pointed at his chest, and couldn't help but yell, "I sneaked out in the cold wind at night, taking such a big risk!"

"What you said is not unreasonable...so twenty bizants are not too bad..." Henriel suddenly changed the subject, and there was a trace of uncontrollable restlessness in his tone, "but I have an additional condition——"

He paused, rubbed his hands, and looked up and down the woman slowly and disgustingly.

"Either leave the latrine, or shit! If you don't say anything, I will leave immediately!" the woman yelled.

"You have to make me comfortable." The man grinned, raised his voice, and expressed a sad expression,

"Iggesena, have pity on me, a 30-year-old bachelor. You don't know how tortured it is to see you twisting your little butt in the village every day... Bachelor, sad and pitiful, I am so lonely."

"May I get what I want?" Henryel took another step closer to her, the smell of onions, potatoes and pickled radishes on the woman's body was so sweet to him.

The woman took a step back in panic, barely lifting the bag up in front of her.

"And as long as you promise, I promise to buy you a bag every month in the future. I know you've been saving money recently."

"I am the most enthusiastic man in the whole village. I am willing to generously and selflessly support you, as long as you fulfill my little wish."

"Rogue! Liar! Stupid ass! Get out! Don't do this with me! I'm not a country imbecile, a shameless stupid woman!" Ignatius spat at him suddenly, took out a handful of charcoal and threw it at him. Man, "You're going to be in heat, go find a sow in your pen, or drill a hole in a tree! Yes, the one behind you!"

She turned around, spitting.

The pupils constricted, and the pretty face stiffened with fright.

Another man emerged from the swaying bauhinia bushes behind her. He had a red face and a strong figure. He looked like the kind of worker who often worked in the mines.

"Coud...you, why are you here?" She turned around and gave the green-haired man a hard look, "You two together? What do you want!? Don't come here, otherwise, I, I will let my father clean it up You! Break your three legs!"

"Oh, my cute little baby, haven't you recognized the reality yet?" The red-faced man narrowed his eyes, breathed heavily from his nose, and his eyes were full of greed, as if he wanted to kill this typical peasant beauty in front of him, even her belt. The meat is swallowed in the stomach. "If Old Harder knew the truth—you steal carbon and sell it like this, time and time again, I think he will break your leg first!"

"Put you in for ten days and half a month..."

"Second!" The man emphasized, "Because you are dating a disgusting mutant behind his back, he will definitely sell you to the old cripple in the next village as his wife!"

The color faded from the woman's face with a "shua", her lips trembled, and she could no longer utter a word of obscenity.

"You think you're safe...Iggesena?" Henriel stepped up his strength and said threateningly, "You must know that there is no impenetrable wall in the world. The relationship between you and the mutant has been broken by us long ago!"

"You guys had a tryst by the river, your mouths were swollen from kissing!"

"Maybe he's planted the damn parasite in you!"

"It's just that we care about the old relationship, so we can persuade each other."

"Nobody knows your secret now but the two of us. Want us to keep it a secret from you—what do you think?"

"Since you are willing to take advantage of the savages, bastards, and smallpox patients who came out of the mountains! Why don't you show mercy to our warm-hearted neighbors?"

The two men, one in front of the other, pressed on the woman step by step.

The woman leaned against the big tree, opened the sack, took out a pile of black charcoal, and threw it at the two of them,

"Don't make me... stand still! I warn you!"

"I have to step on ten altars of pickled vegetables every day, and if I get closer... I will crush your warm eggs with one foot!"

She gritted her teeth and spit flying, but she couldn't hide her panic.

An unmarried woman with an unclear relationship with a witcher.

If spread out.

She is absolutely discredited, and his father will beat her to death!

"We didn't force you... If you are willing, then everyone will be happy... If you don't want to, then don't blame us for talking too much!"

"Iggesena, you must think about it... In fact, my eloquence and tongue are not inferior to bards."

The green-headed man said glibly,

"How about I read a love poem to cheer you up?"

"Dong dong!"

The cold wind whistled past.

In the middle of the night, two strange muffled noises suddenly sounded in the woods.

A black shadow flashed in front of Iggsena's eyes, and a strange purple flash suddenly burst out in the air.

Then her eyes widened and she covered her mouth.

The green-haired and red-faced men who threatened her seemed to be possessed by evil spirits!

In front of her, he opened his arms and hugged each other fiercely like a couple in love, hugging so hard, as if he was hugging the lover of his dreams.