The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Speak straight, count, what do you want to express?"

"I have some eyeliners in Lomugne, and they will provide me with information, especially the Baron Kimball who is particularly interested in sharing the power of the aristocracy. He is a member of the Royal Regent Committee, but it is he who proposed, Unless Tamoria is still a country ruled by an orthodox king, he will take the lead in breaking away from a land ruled by illegitimate children or by a committee of nobles. I know the knights who escorted the fleet of Prince Balsi and Princess Aneth, Sir Horst Lubbock. He is a fair and brave knight who was caught in a disaster for some reason. Ms. Hawke told me about your investigation, and I can tell you that one of my spy reports said that Kimbert After arriving in Lomugne, the baron sent many messengers out of the city."

"For example?"

"There is indeed a messenger going to Lida Fort, and my spy found a letter." With that, Maravill took out a letter and handed it to Zelin. "Look at this."

Zelin took the envelope and opened it, and a piece of light brown greased paper appeared in front of him.

"What is this?"

"An encrypted letter. It is a commonly used encryption method when the messenger of the Temoria King's family delivers messages. It stands to reason that I cannot tell you the encryption method, but I can tell you what the symbols on it mean. This letter says , Baron Kimbert told Sir Horst that a group of robbers were lying in ambush in the forest leading to Fort Lidar in Bandarin, preparing to ambush the convoy, so he warned the Jazz to change the course immediately, and he and his men would be there. Take the other trail to ensure the safety of Princess Aneth and Prince Balsey. You don’t need to believe my words, Demon Hunter, but you can take this letter to find any Tamoria you can trust. Senior nobles or officials, they will give you the same answer."

"Hmm..." Zelin looked at the encrypted letter in his hand. "I understand. If this is true, I believe that Baron Kimber will be punished as he deserves. But I don't understand, count, you have such evidence in your hand, why don't you give it to Marshal Natalis right away? Marshal Natalis will immediately sentence Baron Kimber to death on the Regency Council."

"Because this will make the evidence in my hand look like it was fabricated to combat political opponents. But if it is sent by a neutral demon hunter, the credibility of the evidence will be higher." Count Maravel waved his hand. “I don’t want to say anything about Tamoria anymore. People are more willing to believe in the world’s worldliness and interest entanglement before considering the evidence. What kind of mentality is there, not whether the evidence is reliable. As long as it is in the interest, how absurd the evidence is. As long as it is not in the interest, no matter how much evidence is not as valuable as the lover’s pillow.”

"The criticism will stop here." Zelin folded the letter and stuffed it into his pocket. "I will make good use of this evidence. But count, how did you get this letter?"

"My spy gave it to me. After all, Baron Gembert had every reason to kill the two children, so after learning that Prince Balsey and Princess Aneth were about to arrive in Romune, I sent a lot of The spies went to monitor the camp of Baron Kimber. You will be rewarded with your hard work. I get this letter every few days."

"Why didn't Baron Kimber destroy this letter, but kept it?" Zelin asked rhetorically. "This is evidence that can put him to death."

"I think it may be because he hasn't had time yet, or someone in his subordinates deliberately left a copy as a threat."

"Isn't this an encrypted file? How can the messenger understand the content?"

"I don't know that, Demon Hunter." Maravill shrugged. "Sometimes, you can't force your subordinates to tell you everything they do. I only pursue results so that subordinates can let go and complete the task. After Baron Kimball is arrested, we will know how he really is. I kept the encrypted files for some reason."

At night, the Earl of Malaville kindly invited Zelin to stay in the camp to rest. According to him, the best tavern in Lomugne is nothing more than a shed on the ruins. As a demon hunter investigating the disappearance of the Tamorian royal family, he should be provided with a good accommodation environment to restore his strength and energy. But facing the earl's kindness, Zelin chose to decline.

Hawke is quite critical of this.

"Why don't you stay? The environment of this camp is much better than that of the tavern. Yesterday I even found a centipede in a pile of straw below me. Who knows what I can see when I sleep today, a cockroach or a poisonous snake?"

"Because I prefer to live close to the natural environment."

He didn't believe what Zelin said, nor did Hawke believe it. She shrugged and closed her mouth.

When passing by the square, Zelin stopped in front of a stall. The business in Lomugne's Common People's Square continued day and night. The braziers distributed in the corners and under the stone pillars provided enough light, and the bright moonlight in the sky illuminated most of the places. With the help of moonlight, Zelin suddenly discovered that the stall owner who was burying his head in a book was an acquaintance.

"Are you still preparing for your exam, Felicia?"

The warlock apprentice raised her head, she narrowed her eyes and stared at Zelin's face. After a few seconds, she covered her mouth in surprise.

"Demon hunter, are you still alive? Great, I thought you were missing in the Battle of Forge."

"It's not that easy to want me to disappear." Zelin bent down and picked up a mirror from the stall. "Are you still preparing for the exam? Still selling things?"

"Yes, I'm going to be a real warlock soon, but I'm still an apprentice before I get recognized. It's okay to earn an extra Oren." Felicia pulled the tips of her hair behind her ears. "Look at this mirror? Take it. You are my biggest customer. I should also give you a gift. There are so many warlocks here. I have asked many predecessors. The king does some research work to earn rewards. It would be great if I could get an application letter. I am studying meteorology. After the Warlock Order is rebuilt, if I can be assigned to a small town to regulate the climate. That's fine, they all said, this kind of work is the most leisurely, and it can be respected by many people."

Zelin knew what was going on. Before the collapse of the Warlock Order, they will appoint warlocks in different towns to ensure that the city will not be attacked by monsters, will not be destroyed by magic disasters, and will not be turned into a pile of ruins by a catastrophic climate such as torrential rains. Or cause farmland to die out, leading to famine.

"This is a job that many new warlocks want to do. Without sufficient experience, it is difficult for you to be competent."

"Yes, but in recent years, there are fewer and fewer warlocks practicing climatology in the academy. I am studying meteorology and should be able to find a job. After all, it is getting more and more dangerous now. Alas, if I can learn how to summon it, I can Just provide the guardian golem." Feilixia shrugged. "Let's see if there is anything needed. I have to memorize the textbooks again. During the Sorceress exams, textbooks are not allowed, so I have to memorize everything just in case."

Zelin nodded to Felicia, and after walking a few steps with Hawke, he took out the mirror and raised his eyebrows.

"How does it look?"

Marianne showed a confused look, and then smiled clearly.

"When I was in Kirkwall, I never lacked such a tail."

Chapter 1889: Secret Agents and Raids

In the mirror, an unsightly man stood in front of a booth, pretending to think about the price the shopkeeper had written on the blackboard, and his eyes drifted to where the demon hunter was from time to time.

"When did you find out?"

"Sometimes I have to search for werewolves in the gloomy forest. Some werewolves are very smart, knowing to follow me behind me, and wait until I'm exhausted before attacking. This spy hides well, but he is too close to him. "

"Who do you think sent this?"

"I don't know."

Zelin shrugged at Hawks's unbelievable look.

"I don't know. We were followed after we left the Maravel camp."

"Interrogate him?" Hawk made a fist gesture. "The person he is following should be you. We can pretend to be quarreling, and then I walk to the alley to the east, and you go to the tavern. After he follows, I walk around behind him. We are between the Civic Square and the tavern. He started in the dark alley. There is an abandoned stone tower to the east of the dark alley. Drag him inside. No one will know that he is missing before dawn."

"Sounds like a professional kidnapper."

"In order to allow my family to enter Kirkwall, I worked for a year in a mercenary group." Marianne waved her hand. "At that time it was not easy to make money, and it was even harder to collect debts. I often used this trick to deal with people who owed Kirkworthy money. Although it has been a long time since I did this kind of thing, I would not fail if I did it again. Yes. Do you? We have been standing for too long, and he is going to be suspicious."

"Don't stun the snake." Zelin pondered the next plan in his mind. He and Marian had obviously been targeted, although they didn't know who the other was and what their purpose was. "This is actually a good opportunity for us."

"What opportunity?"

"It's like a swordsmanship duel. When someone shoots a sword, it's difficult to defend at the same time." Zelin paused. "Being more natural. Since someone sent a spy, I guess it might be because our actions made some people feel uncomfortable."

He doubted whether the spy who followed was only against him and Hawke. Geralt is investigating the whereabouts of Triss, Guxart is tracking the trail of the Kingslayer, Roche is looking for the whereabouts of Prince Balsey and Princess Aneth, Eofis is investigating what happened to Saqiya What happened. At least dozens of workers, sailors, fishermen, and merchants on the Lida Fort Wharf saw that they arrived in the same blue-clad iron guard ship. It is possible that he is not the only person investigating clues.

"So what's your plan? Wait for the moment? Why not take the initiative?"

"You're right, Hawk, take the initiative."

In the distance, the tavern lights flickered with the cold wind in the dark night. "You lead a team in Kirkwall, Hawke. If this happens, what do you think?"

Everyone seems to be suspicious, and every force seems to be involved in this matter. Originally, Zelin thought that what he was going to deal with was just a profitable assassin, a demon hunter willing to be a killer. But as the investigation progresses. Kodwin has contact with the empire, and the Ridanians also have contact with the empire. The kingslayers are most likely to be hired by the empire, and some in Temeria seem to want to completely cut off the royal blood. The king has contact, and at the same time they have some thoughts about the newly established Kingdom of Virginia. None of the Cordwinians, Rydanians, Tamorians, and Nilfgaards were left out.

"I think we need to speed up the progress." Zelin stared at the flames swaying in the brazier far away. "Concentration breakthrough. Look, we have been investigating the disappearance of Prince Balsey and Princess Aneth. And the person who did this may have something to do with the king killer. If this is the case, we should not stop. They dispatched. With spy agents, they may be worried about our progress, or they may want to disrupt our sight. But this proves that they are afraid, worried, and we are about to find the answer."

"So...?"

"Neither you nor I rest tonight, Hawke, you should inform Roche, meet me at the hotel, and then we will make a surprise visit to the camp of Baron Kimball."

Zelin didn't know what Roche was investigating, but he hadn't seen the blue iron guard in the square or other places in the past few days. He is a professional spy and may have investigated more things than others.

"No problem." Hawke nodded.

They walked to the hotel together, Zelin looked through the mirror and watched the people who followed them walk outside the hotel, leaning against a brazier, like an adventurer who came here to ask for a living but did not bring enough coins to stay in the store. At the brazier, rub your hands to keep warm.

After entering the room, Zelin walked to a low wall. The hotel here is nothing more than a ruined wall surrounded by road signs and twine, without a roof. The demon hunter interlaced his hands, palms up, and squatted slightly. Hawke backed up two steps and ran forward. In the third step, he jumped up and stepped on the palm of Zelin's palm. He jumped up, grabbing the wall above, and pulling himself up with his hands.

Hawke was right, the tracker might have followed him. Only Hawke is not on their watch list. Although Marian and Zelin entered an inn together, as long as Zelin was here, the agent estimated that he would not give up the opportunity to monitor Zelin, instead of focusing on a woman who suddenly appeared. Besides, Zelin and Marian fought once, and it is not surprising that they knew each other.