God-level Demon Hunter

"Did you forget?" Roy said without turning his head, "We are allies. The demon hunter keeps his word and will never betray his allies!"

Around the stake, the nobles who were accidentally injured by the firewood pointed at him and yelled at him, some peasants who were not affected by the surrounding area were booing as if watching the excitement, and a few young and rebellious teenagers and girls cast their admiring eyes on the demon hunter.

"Grimm, do you know this guy?" Cassirer helped up a beautiful girl with black hair and big eyes who was hit by the chaotic crowd behind him. Nympho state.

"We met once in Sintra... Ravis from Fourhorn City, the companion of the white-haired witcher..." A hint of excitement appeared in the pupils of the blond knight, "If you find him, you will find Geralt, Ciri It's not far away!"

"Then let's..." Cassirer let go of the girl's arm, clenched his fist,

"Don't worry, just wait and see."

At the other end of the crowd, the tall half-elf looked at the witcher on the stage with yellow-green eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, while whispering to the peasant woman.

"Mutants! I originally planned to deal with this evil creature, and then go to the Alder Forest to arrest you...I didn't expect you to take the initiative to send it to your door!"

Cyrus stood up with the support of the temple guards, his body trembling, his voice sharp and majestic,

"You use evil witchcraft to destroy the sacred purification ceremony, despise the law of the city and the majesty of the eternal fire! You are heinous!"

"Now, arrest them both and burn them both!"

"Burn the mutants!" A voice in the crowd yelled, but the owner of the voice shrank his shoulders sternly.

"My lord bishop! Didn't you hear the witcher's request?" Cleaver the butcher, the leader of the dwarves camp, roared with a broken gong voice. His unique oiled Mohawk hairstyle was shining in the sun. .

He stared at the bull's eye, folded his hands on his chest, and spoke out righteously,

"What mistake did they make? Shouldn't you say it clearly?"

"According to me, even if he is at fault, he is far from being burned at the stake. A week in prison is enough punishment! Besides, there is no conclusive evidence to convict this shapeshifter!"

"That's right," one of the ragged beggars chimed in. "How can the Eternal Flame disregard right from wrong and turn black from right?"

"Archbishop Cyrus, under the witness of so many people in Nuocheng, if you want to judge a person, you must first convince everyone!"

"There are many bards present. I believe they will compile today's events into works and spread them throughout the northern border. If you want to reverse black and white, you can't stop the crowd!"

The poets in a circle couldn't help nodding.

"Beware of leaving a bad smell for thousands of years!"

"Shut up! Be quiet!" The self-digging archbishop straightened his slightly stooped back, looked directly at the young witcher with cloudy eyes, and met his sharp eyes, "Okay! I will let you die clearly!"

"In the past two years, under the cover of this deformed beast, you have continuously conducted cruel experiments in the suburban orphanage, transforming helpless orphans into new mutants..." the Archbishop asked hoarsely, "You Admit it or not?!"

The demon hunter with two swords on his back took two steps towards the archbishop, and the three temple guards immediately stood in front of him as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Your Excellency Cyrus, if you help a group of orphans who have lost their parents and their homes and become self-reliant, it would be considered an evil act." The demon hunter's body was not tall and strong, but he made a penetrating voice , so that everyone in the corner of the square could hear clearly, "Then are all master blacksmiths, teachers of cultural knowledge, farmers, and hunters all evil and deserve to be burned to death?!"

"Demon hunter, don't confuse things that are completely different in nature!"

"Why is it different? Demon hunter is not a profession? Take money from people and eradicate demons and ghosts for this world!" Roy gave the archbishop a meaningful look.

The latter made a hissing sound from his throat, his face was covered with age spots, and his face turned blue and white, his body trembled, and he almost couldn't hold his breath.

A temple guard who was as strong as a bear with a beard yelled,

"Don't change the subject, witcher, so you admit your crime!"

"I don't understand, why are we guilty!" Roy looked calm, "We picked up a lonely child who was about to starve to death in Nuocheng, and took good care of them so that they can survive and grow into useful talents! Another What kind of crime?"

"If I'm a sinner! All of you here, ignore those orphans, let them freeze to death, starve to death in the streets, and be kidnapped by human traffickers," Roy cast his sharp eyes into the black crowd, "wouldn't it be right? The crime will be increased!"

Those who were swept by his gaze lowered their heads unknowingly, unable to refute.

"As for the evil mutation experiment, it's even more nonsense. Our orphanage has never forced any child to choose the way of a witcher!"

"Purely voluntary!"

"How do you prove it?!" Among the crowd, a mercenary with a leather jacket and a skinny face hired by the half-elf Schirrup asked, "How do we know if those children have been persecuted without witnessing it with our own eyes?"

"Mutants, you must bring the child to the city and confront him face to face!"

"All the children in the orphanage are registered with the City Council and the Eternal Flame!"

"53, not one less!"

Those who hated mutants found an outlet and began to raise their voices at the top of their lungs,

"The demon hunter must take the initiative to bring all the children to the Temple Square to prove his innocence!"

"Under the light of the eternal fire, all evil cannot hide!"

"Do you dare to agree?"

"It's useless if you don't agree, the temple guards will go to purify the evil in person!"

"Did you hear that? This is the voice of everyone!" The archbishop finally calmed down, pointing his withered finger at the demon hunter not far away and asked again, "Do you dare to agree?"

"No need to bring it back!"

Said a ragged beggar,

"We have been to Gawain's House, including a group of guards of the eternal flame. We have seen those children. The witcher is right, there is no coercion! They live a much happier life than most people in Normandy!"

"Who are you?" A guard suddenly rushed over and dragged the beggar out, "What capacity do you testify for the demon hunter? Are you with them? Ah? I'm asking you something!"

The beggar shook his head immediately.

They have done their best to achieve this step, and they will not get burned for the sake of the demon hunter!

The archbishop turned around again, and glanced at the hundreds of temple guards surrounded by the human wall with piercing eyes.

"Who is willing to testify for the witcher?"

"stand out!"

The guards looked at each other, but no one said anything.

"When I was a sheriff—" the shapeshifter Gigi, who was still tied to the stake, said,

"Shut up, heretic, you and the witcher are on the same side, your testimony is worthless!"

"Now, witcher, what do you say, everyone is waiting for your words! Don't try to play tricks!"

Roy's expression turned cold and he didn't say a word.

Now that the children were hiding in the shelter at the foot of the crowd, he wasn't going to be naive enough to send a sheep to a tiger's mouth.

……

"No, everyone, witchers don't just kidnap children!"

A thin peasant woman in coarse linen shouted in the crowd, staring at Roy with hatred.

"They committed a greater crime!"

The archbishop's heart moved, and he looked back.

A gap appeared in the human wall of the temple guards.

The plainly dressed peasant woman stooped slightly, walked out of the crowd, and came to the Archbishop.

He squeezed his fingers cautiously,

"Son... don't worry, speak slowly and in detail." The old man gently held her hand with his warm palm, gave her a kind smile, and prayed for her to the eternal fire a thousand times in his heart. It's too timely, it's my savior!

"What's your name?"

"Talika."

"You have been wronged, haven't you? I guess the witcher has hurt you in the past!"

"Speak out in front of everyone, Eternal Flame, I, and everyone present will support you! Get justice for you!"

Roy's indifferent expression changed, and his eyebrows frowned.

Feeling ominous.

……

"That's right!" The woman's thin stick-like body trembled under the eyes of everyone, and her cheekboned face was both nervous and excited to testify against her enemy. "Five years ago, I lived in Tianshui, a suburb of Tretorg At that time, the village was harassed by a ghoul, and then one day a demon hunter passed by the village to help us deal with the ghoul, and took the bounty... But he didn't leave, that night, he..."

The woman trembled all over, opened her mouth halfway, and let out a hoarse scream, as if her chest had been split open by a sword, "He suddenly went crazy, and he is on a killing spree, killing anyone he sees!"

"All dead, Tianshui Village, more than 50 families, except for me, are all dead!"

"And that bastard!" She waited for Roy, her eyes tearing open.

The witcher was expressionless.

It's not that I killed your relatives, why do you hate me?

"He pats his ass and leaves! It's as if killing dozens of people is routine!"

"Inhumane, that beast!"

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"Monster!" The archbishop narrowed his eyes, glanced meaningfully at the witcher in front of the stake, and cleared his throat, "Have you seen it? This is the living witness! Talika's testimony is enough to prove that the witcher Man has exterminated humanity in mutation experiments!"

"No matter how eloquent he is, he is trying to gain everyone's trust!"

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"Ms. Talika..." The well-built blond knight wearing dark gold plate armor in the crowd interrupted abruptly, "Can you guarantee that what you say is true?"

Roy looked along the crowd of voices, his pupils froze.

It's him.

He once competed with Geralt in Sintra, the Toussaint champion knight with a powerful Horcrux Sword of Justice, didn't he start traveling around the world after being driven away by the green hat turtle Duke Raymond? ?

"I swear!" The woman seemed angry at the questioning of such a wise and mighty knight, and raised her right hand high and screamed, "I swear to the goddess Melitelli, I swear to the eternal fire, the father of the sky...the gods, just now If even half of my words are false! Make the ground under my feet crack and swallow me into hell!"

Such a vicious oath immediately caused everyone to look sideways at her, and they believed her words more or less in their hearts.

Ninety percent of farmers in the north believe in Merite Lily.

"Child, don't get excited," the archbishop smiled gently at her, "The eternal fire has given me a revelation. You are a loyal believer, and your oath is worthy of trust!"

"Then now..." He looked at the expressionless Roy, "What do you have to say?"

"The witcher is evil from the beginning to the end, and there is no way to change it!"

In the crowd, a group of men hired by Schirrup spread rumors with embellishment.

"Demon hunter, profane doppelganger, a match made in heaven!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Roy, with his arms folded across his chest, suddenly smiled, as if he had heard a big joke. The laughter made everyone feel chilly.

"I'm about to be burned to ashes and go to hell, can you still laugh?"

There was anger from the crowd.

"People of Novigrad, I want to ask you a question..." Roy turned a blind eye, raised his voice, and looked into the dense crowd, "Invading Sintra, let countless Should the Nilfgaard Black Armored Army, whose families were ruined in the north of the Qing Dynasty, die?!"

"What do you mean?!"

"Of course damn it!"

The butcher shouted very forcefully, although he couldn't understand the meaning of the ally's words, the dwarves behind him also raised their arms and shouted.

"The people of Nilfgaard are all beasts, and they should all go to hell!"

People in the crowd who watched the excitement and didn't think there was too much to do began to respond.

"Very good!" Roy suddenly looked at the archbishop, resolutely, "Then Lord Cyrus, you should die too!"

"asshole!"

"Shhh-"

A group of temple guards drew their swords around their waists, anti-magic metal shackles, and the blades reflected cold light in the afternoon sun, surrounding the demon hunter in the center.

"Eat the bear's heart and leopard's guts!"

"You ignorant mutant, quickly kowtow to the bishop!"

"Am I wrong?!" Roy stood on the high platform and squinted at the temple guard, "According to your logic just now, a demon hunter went crazy and killed all of Sweetwater Village, and killed the compatriots of Ms. Talika , then all demon hunters should die!"

"Similarly, the people of Nilfgaard should go to hell for harming nature and justice, so shouldn't everyone go to hell?"

"Master Cyrus, why do you object?" Roy looked at the distinguished old man, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Could it be that you are not human?!"

In the entire Temple Island Square, thousands of people were stunned and fell into a terrible silence.

"This demon hunter is really kind, doesn't he want to mess around?" Cassirer from the audience exclaimed in a low voice, "In the south, whoever dares to say such things to His Majesty Emhyr, Archbishop of the Sun Cult, would be ashamed It's light!"