God-level Demon Hunter

Said the mercenary not without envy,

"It is often seen that the orphans of the Gawain House go to work in the pharmacy."

"Besides, before one of my subordinates disappeared, they discovered that there was a demon hunter secretly guarding a vegetable stall in the market. The identities of the old Moore couple with a baby who ran the vegetable stall must be not simple."

"I don't know exactly how you want to deal with mutants. But you can't get around this group of people!"

"Dancing halls, pharmacies, and food stalls are all that matters, nothing to be afraid of. But the sheriffs and collectors of Eternal Flame are all big figures who are stomping their feet, and the city of Nuocheng will be shaken! You must be cautious and cautious in your actions!"

"Your Excellency is worthy of being the most brilliant detective in Limbu City. This information is quite useful to us." The half-elf nodded and handed over another bag of krona, with a cold light in his eyes. "Now, I have a second commission in my hand."

"Are you willing to join hands with us to eradicate this group of mutants who are secretly doing evil business?"

"After the job is done, I will give you ten times the reward!"

The mercenary blushed immediately with excitement, ten times the pay, he can retire directly after getting it, and buy a villa in Keweier or Toussaint to spend his old age in peace!

He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and shook the half-elf firmly.

"I'm done with you!"

"Very good, now, you continue to lurk in the city of Novigrad, stand still and collect information about the demon hunters, and report the situation every two days. Yes, keep your own life first!" The half-elf patted him on the shoulder , "The battle hasn't started yet, I don't want to lose an important comrade-in-arms ahead of time!"

……

5 minutes after the mercenary left the tavern.

The drowsy eyes of the old man lying in front of the bar and stroking the cat suddenly shot a ray of light.

On the cheeks covered with rough folds like bark, the facial features changed and distorted strangely, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a strong man with thin lips, wet black eyes, and neat short hair.

The half-elf walked over to sit at the bar and poured a glass of kirsch.

"Riens, to be honest, the wine you make is terrible! What do you say now? We have collected almost all the information about the witcher... Shall we start to act?"

"Skiroo, what did your lord order..." Reins shook his head, snapped his fingers,

puff puff.

The door of the tavern automatically closed and locked in the absence of wind, and the curtains automatically fell to block the sunlight outside the window.

"Everything is waiting for him to command. Calculate the time. The Soden meeting has almost passed three days, and His Majesty the king should have discussed the results..."

As he spoke, a magic music box, Kazkaz, suddenly appeared in Reans' empty palm.

The index finger turns the link.

The knight on the white horse in the box began to circle slowly.

And the tip of the spear in the knight's hand refracted a colorful magical aura, weaving a water-blue light curtain in midair.

Five seconds of darkness.

Kacha, an unusually handsome man with ear-length brown hair appeared in the light curtain,

"Riens, Schirrup..." His majestic eyes swept across the cheeks of the two of them, and they stiffened instantly like soldiers being called out by the officer, "The reason for contacting me suddenly is to find out about the group of demon hunters." Details?"

"My lord, the matter is more difficult than we imagined." Reigns took a deep breath and repeated the mercenary's words just now, "The demon hunter and the two biggest forces in the area, the collector and the law and order of the eternal flame The entanglement with officials is very deep, and a peace agreement has been signed with the other two parties, the beggar king and the butcher."

"If Gao Wen's House is to be moved, these two people will inevitably interfere. At that time, it will not be resolved in one or two small-scale battles."

A hint of surprise flashed across Vigfortz's deep eyes, and he stroked the emerald ring on his index finger, "In my impression, an orthodox demon hunter is a maverick, sticks to neutrality, and will never compete with other organizations." Complicity'."

"But according to what you said, these dozen guys from different schools not only united themselves, but also attracted other powerful forces. This doesn't look like a demon hunter at all. It's more like a gang organization."

"What on earth are they trying to do? Could it be that they are helping the little princess of the subjugated country to restore her country... This is too whimsical!" If you join forces with humans, that is our enemy - deal with them first, strip off the armor of the demon hunters, and turn their amulets into thorns in the flesh!"

"Riens, last time you failed to kidnap a poor poet in a song and dance hall, it has already aroused the vigilance of the demon hunters, and it would be too risky to attack him again. As for the pharmacy and the food stall... it seems that there is no defense, but in fact it is the most difficult. This time, change your target." Vigfortz said coldly, "Tie the collector to me!"

"I'll send Lydia to join you..."

"The collector is in a high position...he is heavily guarded, which is an advantage, but he has not experienced danger for a long time, and his vigilance against crises will decrease, which is also a disadvantage... two warlocks working together should be able to deal with this guy."

"As for you, Schirrup, continue to recruit mercenaries in the surrounding cities of Novigrad. It is best for them to have been persecuted by mutants or non-humans, have resentment, or be powerful mercenaries who can fight demon hunters. .”

"It's best to find some of the 'villagers' who have been slaughtered by the demon hunters, and feed them with delicious food and drink, which will come in handy in the future."

"Master Vigo," Reans nodded and asked respectfully, "then the eternal flame."

"How can a mere sheriff collude with the demon hunters to control the city? Where does he place the archbishop, the real leader of the Eternal Flame? Just after yesterday's meeting, the archbishop hasn't left yet."

Wei Ge paced around in front of the light curtain, his deep eyes sparkled with wisdom, and his magnetic voice was full of confidence, "I will convince him to get rid of the black sheep, Magistrate Chapelle!"

"When the time comes, the demon hunters will be in a commotion when they receive the news, and they will have no time to look around. Reins, take this opportunity to cooperate with Lydia and kidnap the collector."

"When the good show starts, I will give you another order."

……

Click!

The binoculars went out.

Reans left the luxurious bedroom of the castle.

He explained a few words to the female assistant wearing a magic mask outside the door.

Walking a few steps along the long and winding corridor, you arrive at a pair of iron-clad oak doors.

"Bang bang."

"My lord Cyrus Engelkander Helmfa, it is I, Vigfortz."

Kaz --

A kindly old face appeared behind the gate. He was wearing a white jacket, red sleeves, and a red stripe on the collar. The robe looked like a burning sun.

"Master Wei Ge, please come in quickly! This meeting can end peacefully, thanks to your mediation! But what are you doing here?"

"Haha, it's a long story. When one of my colleagues was traveling in Novigrad, he encountered a strange thing... about your subordinate Chapelle and the demon hunter..."

"Although I am not a believer of the Eternal Flame, I have always respected the Eternal Flame. I don't want to see the eternal flame polluted by the filthy blood of mutants!"

Chapter 32 Shrinking Front

In Nuocheng Commercial Street, the sea breeze blowing from the port poured into the Gerswald Pharmacy.

Standing under the blue curtain at the door of the store, Ms. Zerekhan stretched her waist, her mohawk comb hair swaying in the wind.

The lazy morning sun illuminated her slender thighs, her full breasts in a white striped leather jacket, and her small waist with bronze vest lines.

The body is as fit as a female leopard, with a delicate luster.

She touched the scimitar at her waist, and her sharp eyes stared at the direction of the port, revealing a trace of longing. Before she knew it, she had left the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe and had been working for a pharmacy for a year. Bai Kelang, her pair of powerful palms wielding a scimitar, and her nimble fingers have become accustomed to operating glass tubes, pounding pestles, blowers and other alchemy instruments.

She shook her head, a gleam of light shot out of her eyes,

"Kandilla, don't forget that you are a descendant of a dragon! Never indulge in a life of mediocrity and give up the challenges and traditions of hunting!"

"Well, tonight, go out to town and have a good time hunting!"

"Sister Cantila!"

The soft call came from not far away,

The little girl with soft blonde hair tied into a ponytail and delicate facial features like a doll smiled sweetly and walked over.

The orange medicine bag around his waist hopped like a little squirrel.

"Vicky!"

Cantila touched her little head, took the medicine bag naturally, opened it, and found that in addition to rows of tightly wrapped and best-selling energy medicines, there were also two crystal-clear potions hidden inside. Luzhuer's plump tomato, red and moist, makes people unable to resist taking a bite.

The little guy has a heart.

The woman smiled at the corner of her mouth, her face showing love,

"Why are you here so early today? Calculate the time... No, you should come for an internship tomorrow!"

The girl pursed her lips when she heard the words, and shook her head regretfully, "I'm afraid I won't be able to come here for a long time in the future!"

"Ah, what's going on?"

"Let's go in and talk, Cantila." A man wrapped in a cloak and hood came up behind the girl, his pupils under the sunglasses were like red lightning, and he could see obvious scars like burns on his face, but Compared to before, it has faded a lot.

Evelyn's herbs helped him a lot.

……

"Recently, Nuocheng's limelight is not quite right."

Kayan sat on the high stool in front of the pharmacy cabinet, looking at the dazzling array of medicinal materials and finished pharmacies on the shelves, with a hint of reluctance in his relief, "First of all, more than half a month ago, a mage wanted to kidnap Master Dandelion was seriously injured by us and escaped. In the past week... our brothers in the city have already caught three evil-minded guys."

"A fresh face, a professional mercenary from Limbu City... with more than ten years of experience."

He looked into Zerry's eyes and said frankly,

"They accepted a high-priced commission to investigate our details and relationships, and the investigation was very detailed..."

"You mean, someone is going to attack the masters?" Cantila raised her dark eyebrows, and unconsciously began to rub the handle of the knife with her left hand, a glint of excitement flashed in her eyes, "In Nuocheng , who dares to pull a tooth out of a tiger's mouth?"

"I can't ask anything. The employer has done a good job of keeping it secret, but there is no doubt that I can't get rid of the mage Reins who kidnapped Dandelion."

"Where are the three bastards?"

"Their souls have returned to the sea, and their corpses have probably turned into excrement from the stomachs of fish." Keyan said expressionlessly. "I don't know where the bottom line of Liens' group is, whether they will use more disgusting and despicable means, and there are hundreds of outsiders coming and going in Nuocheng every day, and we can't keep an eye on them at all. For safety reasons, Ms. Cantila, after today, the Gerswald Pharmacy will be temporarily closed until the incident subsides."

"Master Kayan, according to me, you don't need to be afraid of those cowards who hide their heads and show their tails," Cantila shook her head, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and pulled out the scimitar with a "swish", the smooth blade shone coldly under the light, " As long as they dare to come, I will let them see how powerful they are! It just so happens that I haven’t tasted blood on the scimitar in my hand for a long time.”

"Roy, that guy, at the beginning he swore to take me to hunt monsters, but he often disappeared for a month or two! I stayed because of his tricks. Men, no matter how old or young, like to lie with their mouths!" The woman stroked Looking at the pterodactyl tooth necklace around his neck, he complained.

"Um... Cantila, if you feel itchy, Gawain's House can meet your requirements." Kayan touched his nose, he never lied, paused and said, "The group of brats with excess energy I am happy to compete with you and exchange ideas. It is very convenient for you to temporarily close the shop and move to live there."

"And Vicky lives there, too."

The little blond girl grabbed the woman's big callused hand, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Are you referring to the group of little guys who just passed the grass trial?" Cantila's face showed fear, although the oldest of the group of children was less than 13 years old.

But her physical fitness was much higher than that of her descendant of a giant dragon.

A good target for a challenge!

She pursed her lips, looked around this small and exquisite pharmacy reluctantly, and nodded.

"What about the rest? Dandelion, Priscilla, Old Moore and Susie!"

"Don't worry, everyone will get together safely!"

……

"Hi'er!" Lambert picked the fish between his teeth with one hand, and patted the shoulder of the great poet with the other. His lustful eyes drifted involuntarily to the stage, showing his slender figure and singing voice in cool clothes. The ear-catching female bard—Psilla, who is playing the lute, is bright and moving, and Ignacena, who is hand in hand and tap dances with everyone, has a pretty face, "Starting tomorrow, you, Priscilla, With Iggesena, all will be moved to Gawain's House! The daily operation of the dance hall will be handled by your subordinates."

"Don't be kidding me!" The great poet's hand stroking the iris hat trembled, almost tearing off the feather, "Isn't it good recently? There are no drunks and troublemakers!"

"Is it worth moving?"

Dandelion shook his head desperately. If he moved to the alder forest, how could he be happy and find inspiration?

"Temporarily, is it possible that you want to stay in the orphanage forever?" Lambert gave him a slanted look, "I don't want to see you, a big carrot all day long!"

"It's too much for you to say that!" The great poet shook his head, his blue eyes slowly sweeping across the foolish witcher, and questioned,

"I don't believe Master, you never eat meat, so you have never done anything wrong to your girlfriend?"

"Hehe..." Lambert sneered, blew on the short hair on his forehead, and said quite chicly, "I don't have a fixed girlfriend, and it can be said that my girlfriends are all over the world, so how can I talk about it! It's you Ms. Pusilla didn't know about the cheating last time, did she? You don't know how to cherish such a beautiful, gentle and virtuous woman, and she will be snatched away sooner or later!"

"Master, be merciful!" Dandelion breathed out immediately, and began to talk nonsense again, "There is an old saying, life is like a feast, not too much alcohol, but you can't get drunk!"

"Please believe in my self-control, I can perfectly grasp the scale - to pass through thousands of flowers, not to touch the body, only to touch the body outside, not to touch the feelings and soul, so as not to hurt Priscilla!"

"Master Dandelion, why do you think you are so drunk? Let me just ask, do you want to move?"

"While being locked up in the orphanage, what if my hands and mouth itch?"

"Then show it to the children, just to entertain everyone! More than 60 spectators are waiting for you!"

"Oh, listen to you! I will explain to them later." The great poet sighed as if his parents had died.

"Don't be sad, I'm doing it for your own good," Lambert said earnestly, "Haven't you suffered enough from that Reigns last time? Nuocheng is too prosperous, and every hundred secrets will eventually be neglected. That negligence , let you be tied up by him again, this time I'm afraid it's not just the hand playing the piano... Do you want your tongue and your third leg?"

"Yes!" The great poet nodded sadly and heavily, his upper lip and beard trembling.

"Also, explain to your fellow bards and suspend performances related to demon hunters." Lambert raised his voice and said seriously, "Otherwise they may be implicated!"

"Can the audience want to see it?"