God-level Demon Hunter

Elan, the only source of magic among the first generation of demon hunters, showed great interest in this, and often practiced improving the seal until late at night.

At other times, he chatted with Llewellyn, a knight-errant nicknamed "Griffon".

Alzu also often took the initiative to talk to him, tirelessly imparting the "Guide to Knight Virtue".

Elan, who was in adolescence, had just lost his first love girlfriend, Jagoda, and was brainwashed by the two of them in turn. Unknowingly, he fell into the virtue of chivalry and couldn't extricate himself!

Ai Jia followed the master blacksmith to practice hard forging skills, showing outstanding forging talent, and slowly began to be responsible for the weapons and armor of all his companions.

The training of the witcher is methodical.

Arzu would leave the castle every once in a while, and go to the outside world to collect orphans and children who could not be supported by the family, bring them back to the castle, and continue the grass trial.

With the first batch of successful experimental subjects, the survival rate of subsequent experiments rose rapidly.

Under the cooperation of the two archmages, a group of demon hunters emerged in this ancient castle, and the training team grew rapidly.

When the number of witchers reached twenty, Arzur named the whole group the Order of the Witchers.

The dogma is to save the common people and expel the monsters dormant in the darkness...

Everyone in the religious group eats and lives together, trains together, and forges a deep friendship like brothers and sisters.

It's the fifth year since moving into Mograg Castle.

The number of demon hunters who passed the trial reached fifty.

Arzu and Cosimo believed that the child had received enough training, so they allowed the first five demon hunters to go down the mountain to realize the mission's ambition - to kill monsters and protect the people of the mainland, in order to win recognition!

……

Hidden among the cliffs outside the castle, the witcher from later generations felt a sense of wonder when looking at his predecessors.

I vaguely recalled the excited and apprehensive scene when I went down the mountain for the first time.

……

The fog is raging, and times are changing.

One winter ten years later.

A bonfire was lit in the hall on the first floor of the castle.

A hundred members of the Witcher Order sat in a circle around the campfire.

Vesemir, who was hiding in the mist, even saw his youthful self in the crowd.

The face is young and handsome!

"Tell me, Brother Edgar, how is the outside world like?"

A group of beast-like vertical pupils illuminated the night, looking at the most popular and ordinary-looking demon hunter.

More than twenty young witchers sat behind him.

"It took me so many years to understand that Teacher Alzu's words were not exaggerated at all..." Ai Jia recalled to a group of younger generations, "Maybe only a quarter of the people who entered the mountain area could come back alive, and the rest were killed by deer head spirits and petrified lizards." These monsters prey on them, and a quarter of the ships that go out to sea will be attacked by Hekna and will never return, so many people dare not enter the forest or approach the coast. Even so, more demon spirits, ghouls, and leprechauns , Qi Qimo, will take the initiative to attack the nearby villages and cause the settlements to be abandoned."

"This is a dark age!"

"This is the time for us demon hunters to flex their muscles!" A masculine male voice tearing through the night, everyone saw a cold face and dark eyes. Behind Anahad, surrounded by ten demon hunters People, most of them are demon hunters who have taken the same type of decoction as him, and are not so emotionally sensitive, but Ivar Xieyan is also in it, "People are in urgent need of reinforcements, so that they can get rid of the persecution of monsters, the mage is too They can't afford it, and the mercenaries are not professional enough. Demon hunters are the best choice."

"As long as you go to any village and let the villagers see our unique eyes, they will understand that we are demon hunters, and they will cry and shout, begging us to take action to eradicate monsters for them. The reward is quite generous. , After all, compared with your wealth and life, some money is nothing?"

A group of people behind him nodded heavily, and a teenager with amber pupils asked,

"What if they can't come up with the money?"

"Then change to another entrustment."

"Anahad, have you forgotten what Alzu and Sir Llewellyn said?" Elan took a sip of the spirits and looked at the big man with displeasure. Treat it as nothing, "We go out to accept commissions and kill monsters. The ultimate goal is not to make money!"

"Even if people who need help are temporarily in distress and can't get paid, they should lend a helping hand." Elan stood up and looked around, and told the young demon hunters, "We demon hunters only One reason exists: for all the inhabitants of the continent to face the evil they cannot face, to gain recognition!"

"Shut up! Don't be kidnapped by morality?" Anahad shook his head disdainfully, "No money, what should we eat and drink?"

"Even if they volunteer to help humans hunt and kill monsters, they will not be grateful. It is because of your pedantic concepts and hypocritical benevolence and morality! Madoc will voluntarily leave the team!"

There was a long silence around the fire.

Everyone remembered the first-generation demon hunter who went down the mountain to complete the three commissions, and then suddenly left without saying goodbye.

It has to be said that his departure was a huge blow to the Demon Hunter Order. Alzu and Cosimo often talked about Madoc on weekdays.

"Anahad's words are not unreasonable," Ivar said, rubbing his temples. "Since we entered society ten years ago, there have been endless debates about negative rumors about demon hunters."

"The king of any country thinks we are a group of assassins who cannot be trusted."

"As for the mages, except for Arzu and Cosimo, experts in the transformation field, most of them hate us extremely, because we are ridiculously defective products in their eyes, and we have replaced their work and solved the problem of monsters for humans. Disaster. Mage can no longer enjoy the privilege of being above the crowd!"

"The church is even worse!" Ivar's chameleon-like pupils flickered coldly, "The priests of the church think that we, a group of mutant creatures, are not natural products, and naturally do not belong to the creation of the gods, so they regard us as evil heretics. "

"Meritelli, Freya, and Lebioda, who are the kindest in the legend, are extremely mean to us, and believers despise us because of this!"

"According to me, since human beings treat us so badly, we should do business properly!" Ivar raised his voice, "Use money to do things, and pay for what you pay for. This should be the first rule of a witcher!"

"Ivar, Anahad, enough is enough," Elan said coldly, "Don't spread wrong ideas to everyone!"

"Elan, you are the one who is misleading your son! Demon hunters are not knights, so don't apply self-dedication mechanically."

"Stop arguing!"

Ai Jia looked at the two groups facing each other with red faces, and shook his head helplessly.

stand among them.

"No matter what you choose, don't affect everyone, it's all voluntary!"

……

This time the quarrel was just a small episode in the Demon Hunter Order.

It happened countless times over the ensuing decades.

The witchers are still developing tenaciously, following the unwritten agreement.

They go out in spring every year, wandering around human settlements around the world, accepting exorcism commissions in exchange for rewards, and trying their best to gain the support and approval of ordinary people.

Every winter, everyone returns to Mograg with the harvest of a year's work, good wine, and monster materials, and gathers together to share good wine and adventure experiences.

Mourning the colleagues who died in the entrustment.

The two mages continued their research using the massive amount of materials brought back by the witcher.

The talented Arzu even used the endless corpses of monsters to create a legendary spell to summon unprecedentedly powerful monsters - Alzu's double cross...

He also took in a disciple named Italan, and assembled a group of mages who were interested in mutation transformation.

Conduct mutation experiments in hidden fortresses around the world.

In order to strengthen the witcher's sense of belonging, Cosimo passed down the law of accident.

On the way to slay demons and eliminate demons, the demon hunters rely on this law to recruit disciples and join the ranks of the green grass trial.

The team is getting stronger and stronger, taking root and sprouting all over the world.

At the same time, the differences between the faction headed by Elan and the faction who firmly support the creed of the religious order, and the faction headed by Anahad who puts interests above everything else are getting bigger and bigger.

But not before the struggle erupts outright.

After the end of the endless war between the Grand Duke of Elland and the Prince of Maribor for the throne of Vizima.

Arzu, one of the leaders of the Order, returns to Maribor.

Roy entered another mist of incomparable clarity.

Chapter 19 Not Worth It

The long walls of Maribau loom over the green fields.

Gathered clouds blocked the setting sun high above the sky, and in the evening wind, the dusty Arzu, who was extremely tired, came to an old wooden house in the civilian area on the east side of the city.

An old woman in ragged clothes lay dying on a wicker chair in the yard in the cold winter evening.

Lanterns hanging from the eaves flickered.

The woman's body was skinny under the patched linen dress, and her withered cheeks were bloodless, like a dying person.

Arzu crouched down in front of her, gazing at the face he had seen every day in his childhood.

Memory turns.

At that time, she was young, beautiful, kind-hearted, and she took the most care of herself among all the aunts. Although she always laughed at her recklessness and stupid chivalry, she was the most like a mother.

After being separated for more than 20 years, he was tortured by life until he was out of shape!

Her black and beautiful hair was as white as frost and snow.

"Aunt Odile?" He softly called the old man on the wicker chair who seemed to be dying at any time.

"You, who are you?"

The old woman woke up from her light sleep trembling, and looked at the handsome and mature face emerging from the darkness with amazed eyes.

"Don't you remember me? The big fool of the Burns family."

"Cassilias!? How is it possible! That brat never came back after leaving with Master Cosimo. It's been more than 20 years, how is it possible!"

"I'm back, and I have another name, Arzu."

Alzu felt a little guilty, for a long time he devoted himself to the Demon Hunter Order.

Neglect of former relatives.

She stared blankly for a full five seconds in disbelief before carefully looking up at him,

"The mage who summoned that giant centipede on the battlefield of the Dagger War a year ago?"

"it's me."

Last year, when the Witcher Cult was booming, he returned from Liliana's tombstone outside the city, and passed by Maripau City after decades of absence.

Suddenly, it was discovered that the dagger war between Prince Maribau and Grand Duke Ellander for the throne of Vizima King was still going on and getting more and more intense.

Countless people of the two countries were forced to go to the war meat grinder, and countless people died.

The people are miserable.

Arzu, who took saving the common people as his mission, couldn't bear it.

In front of the world, he performed the double cross summoning technique for the first time.

Throw a monstrous monster into battle and put an end to this long bloody battle.

"So you helped the Prince of Maribor take the throne of Vizima."

The old woman looked at him with complicated eyes.No matter what he said, he never imagined that the once stupid kid would turn into such an astonishing big shot!

He was over 40 years old, but he looked like a handsome young man in his early thirties.

"Yeah." Arzu nodded wearily, who made him born in Maribor subconsciously helped Prince Maribor defeat Ellander.

"Aunt O'Dell, how did the family fall into this situation? I went to see it before, and the Burns family mansion has been turned into ruins? Where are the other uncles, aunts, and Orlick?"

The old man sat up straight, covered his cheeks with his withered palms in silence, and said in a distressed voice,

"The Burns family disappeared years ago..."

"Your cousins ​​Orlik and Tashke were young and strong and joined the army by the Grand Duke's omen. They died in battle before the victory of the war."

Alzu looked solemn.

Those two mischievous playboys vaguely flashed before his eyes.

Often bully myself.

But looking back now, he didn't have the slightest bit of resentment, just emotion.

So dead.

"As for our big house, it was ransacked by a group of 'thugs' on the night of carnival last year when the Grand Duke of Ireland announced his surrender, and then burned to ashes by a fire."

"Your two uncles and aunts were burned alive, and I and five other people managed to escape, but we lost all our money, so we had to move to this shabby house."

The woman's voice choked up,

"Your three uncles and aunts are used to living a life of rich clothes and good food. They didn't last a few months without enough food and clothing, and they fell ill and died one after another. Only Zenina and I were left alone."