God-level Demon Hunter

The sofa by the fireplace, which Viggo overturned at the beginning of the battle, moved.

"Well……"

A painful groan sounded.

The witcher walked over and lifted the sofa, only to find Lydia, Viggo's most trusted assistant, lying there, lucky to escape his life.

But she was in a bad state, her long skirt was covered with bloodstains, because of blood loss and exhaustion, she developed a high fever, and her forehead was hot.

Roy stared at the woman's ever-changing magic mask.

lost in thought.

What should I do with you?

Wei Ge was dead, did he kill a woman who was seriously injured and dying?

……

at the same time.

Temple Island in Novigrad.

The chaotic crowd had already dispersed, and the corpses of the sacrificed temple guards were all restrained.

A series of torrential rains came unexpectedly, and the rain was stained red by the blood accumulated on the square, and brought them into the sewer, washed down the bridge, and merged into the sea.

Most of the traces of the fierce battle were buried.

Only the hundreds of corpses of Scoia'tael were hung on the execution ground for public display.

as the culprit of this conflict.

Under the Temple Island, a brightly lit laboratory.

The sixteen demon hunters who participated in the bloody battle changed out of their tattered and blood-stained battle armor and put on loose-fitting robes.

A considerable part of the arms, thighs, head, and various parts were wrapped in white bandages.

The shape is pathetic and funny.

They sat in a circle around the campfire.

"So, Gigi... oh no, he should be called Archbishop Cyrus now, and he pushed everything to the Scoia'tael?" Cat Vulture raised his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and his thin cheeks showed surprise. Thought that the battle in the alder forest was already fierce enough, they never expected that this group of companions on Temple Island had experienced a more difficult battle.

"You killed three or four hundred temple guards, and the Eternal Flame will not be held accountable?"

"How is that possible?" Vesemir shook his head, "Even with the orders of the archbishop, the attitude of the guards is that they want to peel our skin and cram our muscles."

Serrit dipped a drop of dwarf spirits from the mug with his right hand, and lightly dipped it on a row of slender bloodstains on his left face, his expression was both pained and enjoying, "Most of the dead temple guards are locals, and the guards in their city Wives, children, parents, and friends add up to 2000 people."

"No matter what the reason, let's kill, the beam has already been formed, and so many eyes saw it. Believe it or not," Lambert looked at Jie with a bandage wrapped around his left forearm with a half-smile. Lott, "Starting tomorrow, all the brothers will have one more title - Butcher of Novigrad."

"No matter how much the bard puts money on our faces, it won't be able to stop the people talking."

Sitting on the low stool, Geralt rubbed his nose and remembered his nickname of Butcher Bravikan again.

Obviously at that time, to protect the townspeople, the gang led by Renfri executed indiscriminate killings in the town, but they were charged with trumped-up charges.

This action has a greater influence, and there is no doubt that they will all bear their names.

"Right now is the moment when the hatred is at its most intense. Gigi blamed all this conflict on the Scoia'tael, and she has done the utmost to us by clearing up our actions of adopting orphans."

"Add the testimony of the beggar king, the butcher, the collector, and the two knights."

"To be honest, the residents of Nuocheng, except for the families of the victims, didn't blame us very much in their hearts. They were just a little scared."

The vulture paused, "Geralt, two knights named Grim and Cassirer are visiting at Gawain's house. He wants to see you, and his attitude is quite sincere. You'd better go and see after our discussion is over. .”

"They did a great job of freeing us from the stigma."

Geralt nodded.

Lesso touched a piece of plaster on the top of his bald head, like an egg whose shell was not peeled clean. He was unlucky enough to have a small piece of scalp peeled off during the battle.

"In short, it will take at least two or three years to reverse the negative impact."

"In the past few years, I'm afraid we won't be too popular. It's better to be quiet and honest." Cohen rubbed the sword mark on his chin, and cut off the acne mark on his beard with a sword, which was considered a crooked hit.

"That is to say..." Escal took a sip of his spirits, his amber pupils flashed, and a trace of melancholy appeared on his reborn white and tender baby face, "I can't live in Gawain's house in the future, and I have to leave the alder forest? "

"Your Excellency the new archbishop did not ask the demon hunter to leave by force." Lambert looked at his former classmate with envious eyes, and the other party who looked straight at him felt uncomfortable.

The five apprentices, including Karl, couldn't help looking curiously at Eskar, whose appearance had changed drastically.

Without that hideous scar.

Plus delicate fair skin.

It seems that he has changed from a slovenly homeless giant to a handsome guy with a strong body, sharp features and full of masculinity.

"But if they continue to stay, there will be a steady stream of harassment, and the children's daily training and study will definitely be greatly affected."

"To be honest, I've killed enough in this war. The reputation of the witcher will be spread throughout the northern border, enough to deter evildoers." Geralt warmed the back of his slender hands on the fire, and smiled wryly. , "I don't want to fight again in a short time."

"For the sake of cleanliness," Serrit's gaze slowly swept across everyone's faces, and his tone was firm, "I suggest——move!"

At this moment, the laboratory fell into an eerie silence.

Only the beating hearts of the five little apprentices excitedly and the crackling of sparks could be heard.

"Don't be kidding, buddy..." Oakes sneered unceremoniously at his brother, and patted the dust off the cantilever belt on his chest. The home that has been in business for two years..."

"The blacksmith's shop, the alchemy room, the crops that are about to harvest, and the botanical garden, leave them all behind... and run away?"

"We are the victors of the war, how can we escape in desperation? I would rather fight with those guys again, and fight to the death!"

"No one ever said to give up and run away..." Vesemir explained in a gentle voice, "It's just a temporary move, and take this opportunity to change the children to a fresh environment, maybe two or three years, to stimulate their inspiration and desire to learn, It’s like going for a drive and relaxing. As for the home, we have consulted Ms. Evelyn for her opinion, and she is willing to stay and take care of the medicine garden and Gawain’s house..."

"And I..." Keyan squeezed his fingers, a trace of apology appeared on his face, "I'm sorry, brothers, I want to accompany Evelyn and help Cantila run the pharmacy by the way."

Lambert and Oaks stared at the guy's face at the same time, and said a long "oh" in a mocking tone.

"Cherish it well," Geralt encouraged.

"I..." Seeing this, Eskar's heart moved, and he wanted to hit the snake with the stick, but Vesemir immediately gave him a staring look, "You boy must leave with us."

Cohen hesitated to speak.

"That's right!" Lambert slapped him hard on the shoulder, "You night devil concubine, take him away together!"

"Ah? You don't mind, are you not afraid of adverse effects?"

The night goblin was mixed with a group of witchers and children.

Escal didn't feel right at all.

YouQi looked at Lambert repeatedly, with deep suspicion and vigilance in his amber pupils.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? Are you insulting me?" Lambert blushed immediately angrily.

"Don't be noisy!" Leto waved his hand to stop the noise, and muttered in a low voice, "Lambert really needs attention."

"Speaking of the topic, except for Kayan and Evelyn, all the other children moved together. Dandelion and Cantila will continue to stay in Noble City to develop the business of singing and dancing halls and pharmacies. As for Coral and Kalkstein, there are portals. , you can go wherever you want. But first we have to find a suitable place, come on everyone, speak freely!"

Suddenly, an undercurrent surged in the laboratory.

The atmosphere is tense.

Except for Aiden and Griffin from the Cat faction, members of the Snake faction, Wolf faction, and Griffon faction all looked strangely at the members of other schools as if they were facing an enemy.

"How about Kyle Siren?" Cohen took the lead in launching the offensive, "It is located near Keweier and Povis. The prosperity of this country is not inferior to that of Novigrad, and the atmosphere is open and does not discriminate against non-human races. And The Kell Siren Castle is under the snow-capped mountains, undisturbed."

"It is on the verge of the North Sea, rich in products."

"Come on," Serrit immediately shook his head in denial, "Going into that snowy mountain, maybe there will be another avalanche at some point, and everyone will die together."

"Ah?" Cohen's simple and honest cheeks suddenly wrinkled into oranges in disappointment.

"Gersveld is good." Oakes cooperated with the brothers tacitly, "In the deep mountains and old forests, no one will disturb you, and on the cliffs, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack."

"No no, Geswed is located in the boundary of the south, and it is dangerous to be affected by war at any time." Vesmir shook his head with a beard, "Besides, I remember you once said that Emperor En Hill has always looked at the Guswid fortress. !"

Geralt and Lambert exchanged glances, and said at the same time, "Everyone, the facts are in front of you, the most suitable place to move to is Kaedwen, the ancient sea fortress in the Blue Mountains - Kaer Morhen !"

The voices of the two were so excited and excited that they were trembling slightly.

have to go home.

Bring back a group of students.

The hero of the wolf faction would probably rise from his grave laughing.

"Kaer Morhen, it's thousands of miles away from the Yaruga River, and Nilfgaard's army can't fight it at all."

"And the environment is quiet, the scenery is beautiful, and the products are rich. There is also the ring of elements that is indispensable for the trial of green grass." Vesemir added with a smile on his face, "It is definitely a good place for everyone to go!"

"Hey, four, you are blatantly perverting the law for personal gain, okay?" Oakes raised his eyebrows, dissatisfied,

"You're bare-faced jealousy, man."

Lambert retorted.

"Everyone...brothers." Carl pursed his lips suddenly, his delicate face was full of caution. This was the first time that apprentices participated in the internal meeting of the Brotherhood of Demon Hunters as equals. After fighting side by side, all demon hunters People's attitude towards the five people has become closer and more trusting invisibly. "Old Roy... Roy hasn't come back yet, let's make a private decision?"

Monty, Arkham Tom, and the four responded to the boss's words and nodded like hamsters.

There was a trace of worry on everyone's face.

"That little devil..." Lei Suo's eyes flashed with worry, and then he shook his head and smiled comfortingly, "Ninety-nine percent of the possibilities are fine! Maybe he's happy somewhere now."

"Didn't His Excellency Gawain say that he jumped into the portal and chased that female mage? Gorfin, the ice giant was summoned away by him..." Oakes rubbed his temples worriedly, "I'm afraid he might meet Strong enemy!"

"Boom!"

Oakes' voice fell to the ground.

There was a sudden gust of wind in the experiment.

A dark portal opened in the void.

A slender figure wearing tattered armor and a tired face jumped out of it, followed by a huge vulture that looked like its hair had been plucked.

"Cuckoo?"

Golfin hid behind his master shyly and wretchedly, and buried his head.

The strange-colored pupils looked around.

A smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"Roy!"

"Little devil!"

"Stinky boy! You left the square suddenly, where did you go?"

"I'm relieved that everyone is safe and sound." Roy heaved a long sigh of relief, "I just went to solve a troublesome person."

"Well, it's quite tricky, and it was a fluke to kill him this time."

"All in all, from now on, Reins, and the master behind him, will not cause us any more trouble!"

"What do you mean?" Serrit's tone became more nervous, and a dozen pairs of eyes turned around.

"It's a long story!"

"Then why are you still standing there?" Lei Suo threw a bottle of dwarven spirits at him and hooked his hands, "Why don't you tell me more quickly?"

"I'm afraid I'll scare you if I say it! Let's talk about other things first, what about Shan Shan and Kalkstein?" Roy sat in the middle of the crowd, drying the tiger's mouth that was cracked by excessive force, and smiled with relief, not missing a single one. ,very nice.

"That great man has left a lot of precious legacy, which requires experienced warlocks to receive it!"

"By the way, to solve a trivial problem."

Chapter 47 Impact

Dole Bretanna, on the edge of the Blue Mountain, surrounded by colorful flowers, is a cave with a quiet environment.

"Daisy, the spies reported that the two hundred children who went to Nuocheng to support Master Vigfortez were all sacrificed." Fellavandre Ayn Fidal, who was dressed in white, stood at the foot of a woman, handsome A sad smile appeared on Gao Gui's face, "Even the five warlocks, including Frynya, failed to come back."

Elf warlock Francesca Findabe stared at the telescope that hadn't responded for a long time, her beautiful blue eyes glistening with tears.

"Their bodies were hung in the square by the Archbishop Cyrus of the Eternal Flame to commemorate the hundreds of temple guards who died in the conflict." His tone was choked and full of bitterness,

"But in fact, a group of witchers killed most of the temple guards."