The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Frid nodded.

"Kill him where no one is paying attention, hide the body, and come back as soon as possible."

Frid snorted, but still followed Maria's orders from behind the messenger.

It didn't take long for Ladovide to realize that the chaos he had expected had not appeared.

"What's the matter?" Ladovide lifted his gaze from the order book he was writing, and looked at the clerk who was trembling aside. "Biddle, did you send the messenger out?!"

"Of course, your majesty, with your orders." The clerk tried his best to control the shivering legs. "We set off fifteen minutes ago."

Radovide pursed his mouth.

He can smell something wrong. He chose the strongest looking messenger among the five best messengers around the clerk, and asked him to take the letter to inform the ambushes, assassins and snitches ambushing all over the city as soon as possible. All it takes is a little confusion. The signed manifesto and the letter of the hired assassin bear the seal of Ladovide’s family on it. If this letter is in the hands of the Warlock Order, who knows how much they will use this letter to threaten. These insatiable warlocks will never be limited to the signatures on the manifesto.

"Find another messenger."

Radovide held his forehead and thought. "Find another soldier who can be trusted and knows how to conceal himself. Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty, I'm here, I'm going now."

The clerk quickly ran out of the camp, as if fleeing from the lion.

A few minutes later, another messenger left the camp with a letter of order without a seal, but behind him, a man in thin clothes bent over and followed cautiously at a distance of about fifty meters from the messenger.

He received the order to follow the messenger, monitor him, and observe whether he sent the letter to the designated location. Only he and Ladovide knew this order, the messenger didn't even know, behind him was another spy who was monitoring him.

The monitors don't know what is going on, but the king's order is a military order. As a soldier, he must obey and execute it.

Is this messenger a betrayer? He was full of doubts. Is this the king's trial? Still a test? The king said that if the messenger showed any signs of betrayal, he would immediately kill the messenger with a crossbow from behind, find out the order book on the messenger, and send it to an eagle-shaped sign on the outer wall near the ring arena. Abandoned house, placed in the stone gap in front of the house.

All this is so strange.

If the king couldn't believe this man, why did he send him to deliver the letter?

The watcher was following, trying to figure out the meaning of the king's order in his mind. He knows how to get the appreciation of commanders and generals, and that is to figure out what they want. The king is even more so. People in the army are rumoring that the current His Majesty the King is nothing like the previous His Majesty Wizmir. Two generals who questioned the intention of the spring army to be transferred have been removed, and one of them is still returning. Robbers attacked the road home. The watcher couldn't help but have a suspicion in his heart, whether His Majesty Ladovide ordered him to follow the messenger or kill the other party when he went to a hidden place.

In Wizmir's time, he would not have any doubts about orders, orders were orders, and they all meant literally. But now, times have changed.

However, before he hesitated for a long time, he lay on a roof, watching the watchers in the alley below, his eyes widened.

No one would believe what he saw.

A translucent blade suddenly appeared in the air, piercing the courier's chest from behind. The messenger's body fell to the ground, and was dragged into the ruins of the house aside by some invisible force. Even a person with good eyesight at night can only see a vague wave in the air, as if there is a ghost that has taken the life of the messenger.

A gust of wind blew by, and I couldn't help but feel a chill. The cold sweat had already covered his forehead, his body seemed to froze, he could only lie on the roof, watching the messenger's body being dragged little by little and disappearing under the rocks in the ruins.

After taking a few deep breaths, he could move his stiff arm and slowly retract the head that came out.

He must tell His Majesty Ladovide about this!

At the next moment, he seemed to hear a faint sound of breaking through the sky. Afterwards, the severe pain in his back made his eyes black and completely lost consciousness.

Altarel on the tower looked at the human being lying motionless on the roof, and drew another arrow from the quiver behind it and draped it on the bowstring, waiting for a new target to appear.

In the ruins, Adeline let go of the hand holding the corpse a little nervously, and subconsciously wiped her palms on her clothes, but there was no blood on her hands.

"You did a good job." Maria appeared beside her. "Now he can't get any news out."

"I, I have never killed anyone, Maria." Adeline, the blood saint who once cured the church, said cautiously, the ghost who now lives in Yanan.

"From now on, you have killed people." Maria bent down and covered the body with weeds and branches. Then, her expression softened, and she patted Adeline on the shoulder. "Zelin rescued Yanan, and now he is in trouble. Our survivors of Yanan must do our best to help him."

"Of course, Maria, I know." Adeline nodded and took a deep breath. "Thank you for giving me a chance to return him. Tell me, what should I do next?"

"Return to the camp and wait for Radovide to send a new messenger out."

Maria gathered almost all the survivors of Yanan. To the south of Gascoyne’s guard camp, the old hunter agreed without any hesitation. The younger Yusevka, Yusevka’s sister, although a bit perverse and elusive, is not inferior to the ordinary hunter in terms of killing people. , So she guarded the north. Although Adeline didn't have much fighting ability, she was a ghost and was convenient for secretly attacking, so Maria arranged for her to guard the long narrow alley east of the camp. Because she was worried about whether Adeline would miss her hand, Maria rushed over. As for the western area, she originally planned to be guarded by crow hunters, but Irene wanted to ensure the safety of the Tamorian camp, but Maria thought of another unlikely person.

Simon the bow and arrow hunter-although his body has become old in the disaster, he has to sit in a wheelchair. But after hearing Maria said that this was to help Zelin, he immediately agreed.

The survivors of Yanan think they should return Zelin's help. Only those who have experienced that disaster know what Zelin has done for Yanan and how dangerous and difficult it is.

Maria and Frid are patrolling around the camp, just in case

No messenger will take the order of Ladovide to leave the open space and ruins near the camp alive.

Chapter 1939: Madman Ladovide

In the camp, Ladovide opened his eyes, his hands clenched into fists, and the back of his hands bulged.

"A bunch of trash! I asked you to spread the letter, but none of it came! Can you already get lost in a small town!"

The clerk knelt on the ground, lowered his head, shivering without saying a word.

Someone must be ambushing him!

There is no doubt. Ladovide's mind quickly considered countermeasures. It is impossible for this city to eat people, and it is impossible for every one of his messengers and spies to betray him, but not only did the riots not happen, he did not even hear any reports about it. Only the selected sorcerers celebrate the rebirth of the cult in the city, or the nobles of countries such as the Humphus Alliance and Hidaris crowded to the camps of Tamoria and Redania to protest loudly against the terms of the agreement to sell them.

Celebrate, these **** warlocks actually celebrated when the king was angry!

After thinking about it for a while, Ladovide found that he couldn't send out all the messengers in one go. In this case, people who ambush the messenger may miss some, but who can believe that all messengers are loyal to the king, and there are no **** who have been bought by gold. His camp was stationed in Lomunene for almost a month, during which time his agents had bought soldiers and messengers in the camps of Tamoria, Kodwin, and Aden, and he believed that these people had done the same thing. If a letter falls into the wrong hands, he will not only fail to retrieve the evidence in the hands of the warlock, but will send out new evidence instead.

In order to prevent someone from taking this threat, he did not stamp the letter, but if there is a certificate, it does not make sense to have a seal or not.

Who can do it to block the king’s camp? Let no news go out?

Tamoria? That's impossible. Natalis is a loyal man. Roche and Tale's agents basically lost most of the losses in the Vizima turmoil last year. It is impossible to achieve this level. Kodwin? They don't have a king now, and the nobles are still fighting for power in the country, how can they come to blockade the camp of Redania. As for Aden? Aden’s army was lost in the serf uprising. Steennis had to rely on Saqiya’s support, let alone spies. Ladooved doubted whether Aden’s current intelligence organization still had a complete intelligence organization. It was even more impossible for Saqiya, that silly village girl was full of chivalry.

Is it the Order of Warlocks? But if the Warlock Order had this ability, why did Kadu humbly ask the kings to agree to sign the treaty at that time? He only needs to let the Warlock Order display such strength, and the kings have no reason and need to go against them deliberately.

Radovide squinted his eyes and thought in his mind. The spies and agents he sent out did not send back any reports. To be precise, they disappeared like the messenger.

The well-trained agents have even disappeared! Did these agents also betrayed themselves? !

Not far from the camp, the last man holding a dagger opened his eyes wide, looked at the rapier pierced into his chest, and collapsed in disbelief.

"This is the last one." Young Yusevka threw off the blood from the sword in disgust. "Is it done? I have nothing else to go back. I hate the feeling of the soul leaving the body. Why do you know my resonance bell?"

"It's not important." Maria said. "The important thing is that you can't leave yet."

Young Yusufka sighed heavily, and the silver hair on the temples was stained with a little blood.

"You didn't even give me a time to change clothes. It took me a lot of work to wash and prepare to wear the clothes I went to look for my sister. Oh, my god, I have to wash my clothes again and wash my hair when I go back. "Little Yusevka complained. "What am I doing for wasting such an important time."

"You like your sister, don't you?"

Maria raised her eyebrows.