God-level Demon Hunter

"breathe……"

"breathe……"

"Master! What happened just now, where are we going?" The blacksmith looked around, the verdant alder trees rolling in the breeze, the slippery forest floor under his feet, and the protruding roots under the fallen leaves.

The fragrance of earth and plants penetrates the nose.

Birds sing on the branches.

"We've reached the outskirts of Novigrad."

Roy squatted down and scratched a big fluffy head—a vicious yellow-brown animal, lying lazily at his feet, rolling and acting coquettishly, revealing its soft belly.

Like a kitten begging its owner to caress.

Even though it has such a cute look, the sharp long beak like a falcon, the huge gray wings, and the shimmering claws of a lion still make people shudder.

Clough guarded his daughter Yuna nervously, and the girl suddenly pressed against her father's back, not daring to breathe, her bright black eyes filled with fear and curiosity.

"Don't be afraid, Golfin is very obedient..." Roy smiled gently at the two, untied the hemp ropes on the three of them in an orderly manner, and retracted their weapons, "Although it is a griffin, it never hurts friends. Both of you are honored guests!"

After receiving the order, the griffin climbed up, raised its long beak, and nodded proudly at the blacksmith father and daughter, with human emotions revealed in the dark pupils.

"Cuckoo!"

It seems to be saying - hello, my name is Golfin.

"Master, tell me honestly, you are really a demon hunter, not anything else, a legendary spellcaster, a jungle druid, a reclusive hermit?!" The blacksmith followed behind Roy, Walking in the depths of the alder forest, I looked curiously at the griffin fluttering its wings into the air. The fallen leaves and dead branches under the feet swirled with the recoil airflow, and there was a brisk roar in the sky.

"If you want, it's okay to treat me as a beast trainer." Roy shook his head, looking not far ahead, deep in the jungle, Serritt, who was wrapped in a hair tie and had twinkling eyes, was already waiting there, " Come, let me introduce you again, this is Serrit, the treasurer of the Brotherhood of Demon Hunters."

"Boy, didn't Rita Nieder say that you went to find the master blacksmith and come back so soon? These two are..." The snake-like pupils turned to the blacksmith Clough, who couldn't help but straighten his back.

"Who am I? The chief prophet of the Witcher Brotherhood, I'm going out, and there are still problems to be solved?" Roy smiled proudly, "Keep your eyes open for me! This is from the Skelliger Islands Clough, the blacksmith master of the Todaloqu family, is proficient in forging armor and sword, this beautiful lady is her daughter, an excellent armorsmith, Ms. Yuna."

"For the next ten years, they will be full-time blacksmiths in the fraternity!"

While speaking, Roy handed several contracts to the treasurer.

Serrit browsed through it quickly, nodded non-stop, with a smile on his gloomy face, and shook hands with the two father and daughter,

"Welcome to Gawain's House. I assure you both that joining the Brotherhood of Demon Hunters will be the most correct decision you have made."

"Haha, I hope so. Anyway, I'm already on the ship of the Witcher Brotherhood, and I don't plan to get off." Clough stroked the shallow stubble on his chin, exchanged glances with his daughter, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Vesemir will be very happy when he comes back!" Serrit sighed, "He has already had a lot of trouble with the school blueprint, dragon scales, and keel bones. After all, he is quite old, and it is not good to work too hard." , now someone finally shares the pressure for him!"

"He went to Oxenfurt again?"

"You can't think of it? This time, the Countess Marina Minorle is here, and the old man is in the dance hall to welcome her! It's probably already dancing."

"Where's Geralt?"

"I don't know where to hide it, but nine out of ten are secretly contacting his mother, Ms. Vesenna."

The corner of Roy's mouth curved, feeling quite relieved.

"The other guys were either accompanying the students, or went to the dance hall to drink."

"Hey...Falja is still used to it? Has there been any suspicious person in Nuo City recently?"

The two blacksmiths, father and daughter, listened quietly to their discussion, only hearing the human touch.

The behavior among the demon hunters was completely different from what they had expected.

"So what if the little girl is not used to it? Ms. Yennefer ate her to death. As for suspicious characters... Aiden, Lambert, and His Excellency Gawain have all sent people to watch them. They come and go!"

"I knew that Gawain's House would be safe with you!" Roy nodded, "These two will be left to you."

"Aren't you going there together?" Clough was stunned.

"I still have unresolved matters in the Skelliger Islands." Roy glanced at the blacksmith, "Don't worry, the brothers in the school will take good care of you!"

Immediately, he took out a lot of harvest from Skellige's trip, Heckna mutation inducers, troll mutants, a lot of organs and tissues, fangs, claws...

"Give it to Lei Suo and Kaiyan, alchemy."

Serrit's eyelids twitched, did this kid stab the monster's nest?

"Almost forgot, the children also have presents..." Roy flashed a malicious smile on his face, and suddenly took out a wet sack, the surface of which was soaked with yellow liquid.

It emits a strong and disgusting stench.

Serrit covered his nose for an instant, turned his face away, his cold eyes shot out a look of disgust.

With his 80-year cultivation of concentration, there is a feeling of suffocation that is about to hold his breath.

"Boy, don't tell me there's a shark poop in it!"

"No, no, this is a good thing. Pickled shark meat, whale meat, pickled puffins! Smelly and delicious." Roy grinned and showed his big teeth, smiling with crooked eyebrows and even imitating the mantra of the troll.

But the father and daughter of the blacksmith suddenly trembled when they saw his unscrupulous smile.

Don't provoke Master Oaks.

"Make sure that most of the children can get a piece, especially the five apprentices of the witcher and the seven reserve soldiers." Roy solemnly handed the things to the twitching Serritt, "Make sure to let each of them eat Lose two pounds and say it's a test a witcher has to go through! Do you understand?"

Serrit glared at Roy angrily.

"You want them dead?"

"It's better than swimming in a cesspit, right? Stop talking, buddy, get me a bottle of ogre oil, and Snake Pie's special Tetrodotoxin, I have important uses!"

……

Gawain House.

This is the first time Yuna has left her home island of Udvik in 15 years.

She is like a country bumpkin entering the city, with lively blond braids and curious eyes shining in her big bright eyes, as she keeps looking at the small houses built of logs.

Some people are reading and writing in the house, some are tinkering with bottles and jars and steaming cauldrons, a few boys with dirty faces outside the fence are tending tomatoes and eggplants in the farmland, twelve people with their arms and hands exposed on the right side of the yard The boys in the upper body were curiously observing the new arrivals, and then they were yelled at by a thin man wearing sunglasses, and they all began to squat down.

In the middle of the courtyard, a little girl with silver-gray hair was giving orders to a little black dog with her delicate face. Her arrogant appearance was like a master animal trainer.

Under her perverted instructions, the sausage-like puppy rolled, circled, ran, and walked slowly, sticking out its tongue and barking from exhaustion.

"Master Serrit, what exactly is this place?"

"Didn't Roy make it clear to you? Gawain House, an orphanage run by a witcher."

"Wait, who is Roy?" Clough's heart skipped a beat, his expression became strange, "You don't mean Master Oaks who left before, do you?"

Serrit rubbed his temples when he heard the words, feeling really powerless to complain.

This damned guy always used his brother's name to go out fooling around, just afraid that Oakes would get into trouble sometime.

"His name is Roy. He is probably in the rebellious period of youth and loves pranks... As for Oaks, there is someone else!"

"Are you kidding? A witcher who hasn't passed puberty can kill two ice trolls?" The blacksmith was even more surprised, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Serrit shook his head and smiled, and led the two to a blacksmith shop with earth and stone structure outside the fence.

Both Yuna and Clough couldn't help showing disappointment.

The facilities in the shop are quite simple, no matter the flame temperature of the furnace made of earth bricks or the flatness of the iron felt, they all faithfully inherit the rough and open-minded style of the witcher - as long as it can be used!

Not as good as Udvik's blacksmith shop.

But it’s not without merits. Serrit showed them a bunch of animal skin blueprints one after another—recording all kinds of brilliant and exquisite armor, weapons, and special alloys. Even in the eyes of master blacksmith Clough, he was still amazed. .

"Wolf School, Griffin School, Viper School, Bear School, Winged Lion School equipment blueprints, you can study them as you like." Serrit said, "For the time being, create a set of each, and most of the materials have been prepared for you. , If you have any other requirements, just tell the old man, and he will come back at night."

"These blueprints involve several forging methods that I have never seen before," Clough pondered, "It will take at least three months to develop..."

"You control the forging progress yourself. I believe in the master's level. As for the research on dragon scales and keel bones, the old man will explain to you later."

Clough nodded and clenched his fists, with an uplifted look on his face. He had stayed on the small island of his hometown for decades, and he had rarely encountered such a daunting challenge that moved his heart——the equipment blueprint passed down by the witcher, the legendary dragon scale keel!

"By the way, if the two of you are dissatisfied with the equipment in the blacksmith's shop, and go to the city to purchase together in the afternoon, it's time to renovate this blacksmith's shop. After all, this will be your workplace for a long time to come!"

……

"Are they... are they reading and writing?" Yuna couldn't help but glance at the children in the classroom, who were buried in copying at the neat square table, with envious and longing expressions on their faces.

She never went to school since she was a child, and her dead mother taught her basic northern characters.

"Learn some advanced cultural knowledge. Yuna, right?" Serrit pondered for a moment, "If you want, you can study with the children every morning, except for blacksmithing, alchemy, hunting, whatever you like, you can do it try."

"But this doesn't conform to the terms of the agreement. I'm here to work, not to enjoy!" Yuna shook her head nervously.

"Roy left a sentence at the end of the contract, didn't the two of you notice—just treat this place as your home!"

The father and daughter looked at each other, and the originally nervous mood suddenly relaxed, and the witcher was more approachable than expected.

They had a premonition that this trip to Novigrad would be unexpectedly wonderful!

"Two get used to the equipment first. During lunch time, I will introduce you to everyone! They are very happy to make new friends!"

……

On the other side, Roy, who teleported back to Udvik Island, rushed to the northern mountainous area without stopping.

The original path passed through the mine occupied by the trolls, and climbed up the canyon to a triangular cave entrance.

The slope slopes downward.

The bloody aura at the entrance of the cave formed several ribbons, pouring into the depths.

The demon hunter stood in front of the cave and made a gesture of knocking on the door. The excited light flashed across the strange-colored pupils.

"Ice Giant, are you sleeping comfortably? I'm here to find you."

Chapter 11 The Ice Giant

The cavern is rugged and steep, and there are often suspended stone bridges between the forks and the dark abyss below.

There were piles of bones strewn around the corners, elk, musk deer, wolves, bears, and even human skulls, leg bones, and other bones, some still reeking of fresh decay, and some wreckage that was centuries old or, at best, Just a decoration to deter intruders.

Roy walked quickly through the darkness, heading up the winding road to the top of the mountain, bones were broken under his feet, and the different-colored pupils reflected the dim light like a cat, and the darkness became no different from daytime.

He walked across the suspension bridge and entered a huge cave. The rocky cave roof was hemispherical, and its size was immeasurable. The dense stalactites hung down from the cave roof, like colorful vines, confusing his concept of space.

Gray and green stalagmites grow on the ground, thick at the bottom and narrow at the top, and some are even higher than Roy's head.

In the hollows between the stalagmites, the sound of dripping water echoed.

Tick, tick...

The witcher felt something watching him.

Swah——

The five fingers outlined the triangle charm, and the golden light immediately enveloped the whole body.

He slowed down his pace and set his footing carefully.

A pair of scarlet eyes suddenly opened behind a stalagmite in the corner, looking towards him, something opened its jagged mouth in a rustling sound.

"Shh-"

The humanoid monster fluttered its arms and legs awkwardly like a duck, jumped out of the cover, and rushed towards the witcher with a gust of wind and a cesspool-like stench.

When it rushed to the front, Roy saw it clearly. It was similar in size to a water ghost, but it was more disgusting than a water ghost. Its head was covered with bloated folds like a Shar Pei forming a fleshy hood, and the back of its head was as thick as an intestine. His red hair swayed wildly, his scarlet tendons and yellow tendons formed a pair of muscular armor, and he had fangs and claws, and his mouth was full of uneven yellow teeth.

How shabby the appearance is.

Corruptor

Age: 20

Life: 100

Attributes:

Power: 10

Constitution: 10

Agility: 11

Perception: 5

Will: 6

Charisma: 2