The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Anyway, you know who that person is, give him this letter. Tell him that when there is a place in the association, he'd better seize the opportunity." Francesca handed the letter to Gneia . "I wrote the rest in it."

After Gnaiya took it, she opened the envelope in front of Francesca and took it out to look at it. Virginia glanced at Francesca's face. The latter seemed to have been accustomed to it. Then she looked at Gneia again, and she read it back and forth several times before reloading the letter.

"You're going to be intrigue with the people in the South again, aren't you tired?"

"Because the initiative right now is not in our hands, Gnaiya. Just like a dragon will not stay in its lair just because you live in your own manor and do not care about the world. It will still attack everywhere, Still looting and killing people. The best way is to knock out the dragon’s teeth and let it know how powerful you are. Otherwise, you will never stop. If you always have to guard against thieves and robbers, then you There is no chance for peaceful days. This war will bring changes, seize the opportunity, and we will win the future." Francesca's face was as cold as the moonlight outside. "Now that I have gotten the start, I have no reason not to go on."

"Okay." Gnaiya moved her shoulders. "I will deliver your letter. But for the money you use, I will charge interest!"

"I understand, I understand, when this matter is over, how about I pay to build a castle you like?"

"Hmm...it's almost the same." Gnaiya folded the envelope and put it in the pocket on the side of her clothes, looking at Virginia. "I'll pick two horses from the stable and see you later."

After Genia left the palace, Virginia remained sitting where she was. Francesca raised her eyebrows. "Is there something?"

"You should tell Zelin your plan. Your idea is too dangerous. There is an army just outside Hundred Flower Valley. Once their master attacks you... it's very dangerous. You walk on the single-plank bridge on the cliff. Why? Why don't you find a few people to help you?" Virgenia paused, as if hesitating whether it was appropriate. "I don't know how it feels to protect a race of people, but you can talk to Zelin. It really can't, I'll go with you, and explain to him in person what's going on. You don't need to hide it. Him. Can you tell me and Ganya of your plan, why can't you tell him?"

Francesca sighed heavily.

"He didn't want to see me in Lomugne, maybe he doesn't want to see me now. When this matter is over, I will go and talk to him personally. Don't worry, the northern elves can still live after the defeat. It’s not human kindness to come down. Let’s go, Virginia, it’s not safe now. I’m going to entertain our southern friends. It’s time for one or two people to give up their positions. Then let Zelin His partner is in the top position, the Aibin person is honest and loyal, but his methods can only be used in business, and he will not help him. When the war is over, he will soon be driven out like he was squeezed out of the south. Go to the Dragon Mountains further north. Moreover, I also need a trustworthy ally in the Merchants Association. One more person, one less person. When I send the map out, I know who should be missing. "

"Why are you... Wait, you shouldn't..." Virginia suddenly opened her eyes. "How can you agree to her request? This is too dangerous! That is the Dark Brotherhood, a group of killers, how can you cooperate with the killer organization?!"

"Don't worry, her condition is to build a sanctuary for the Night Mother. Maybe this organization is notorious in your world, but this cooperation is beneficial to both parties. Their beliefs can get a safe shelter away from the wars and chaos of Skyrim. The enemy attacks, and the best assassin among them can help me solve the biggest stumbling block. She helped us in Ravenstone, and you were there at the time. She can be trusted."

The first thousand nine hundred and forty-eight chapters Blue Mountain's command

Virginia has always disapproved of Francesca's cooperation with the thieves' union and the Dark Brotherhood. She doesn't have much liking for these people who are outside the law.

She warned Francesca again to be careful of the two union members, and then left at Gnaiya's urging.

The two of them had just left, and the lords of Aden who arrived in Baihua Valley yesterday afternoon appeared in the palace again and bowed to Francesca before the throne. When they came in, several saber maids were carrying out the secret agents who had passed out after a mind reading operation and into the prison.

"I think you have blocked the first wave of Nilfgaard's offensive?" She sternly looked at the few lords in front of her who had been bending over and lowering their eyes. Two of them wore simple brocade clothes, and the other wore a set of knight armor, with traces of swords slashing left on the armor. "How is the battle?"

The three of them looked at each other, and finally the man in armor answered. "This battle is harder than I have seen before. The offensive of the Kodwin people is nothing compared to the Nilfgaard army. We blocked their attack, but we suffered heavy losses and urgently needed support. Otherwise I doubt very much that our soldiers will collapse after a few attacks. Tamoria, Kodwin, and Redania have not yet responded to our cry for help, Prince Sdennis...The coward has gone to Forgan again. Van Geborg and Gureta are recruiting, but they need time, but the Nilfgaards will not leave us too much free time."

"We humbly ask for your help, Your Majesty." An aristocrat who almost covered his cheeks with sadness held his hands in front of him, bent down, and pleaded. "We can't run away anymore. There are Nilfgaards everywhere. If we lose the castle, my family will be over. I am willing to send all my daughters to your court as servants and swear allegiance to you, as long as I can keep my family and family territory. Thanks to your warning at the beginning of this year that we will not respond to Stannis’s warning to send troops to destroy the Saqiya rebels, we can leave a force against the Nilfgaards. I beg. You help us again. I promise that everyone in my territory must respect the members of the elves."

"I don't need these, nor do I want your land." Francesca narrowed her eyes slightly. "You are still the lord of Aden, paying taxes to Van Geborg. My request is simple. You have trade privileges in your territory. Do you understand what I mean? I need workers, cheap workers, and raw materials. I A factory will be established on your territory, and your farmers will be allowed to work in my factory. In the future, Baihuagu's goods will be exempt from commercial tax on your land."

The three nobles looked at each other again, they didn't know anything about Francesca.

Finally, a person asked cautiously. "Your Majesty, those farmers' taxes..."

"I'm not interested in farmers. Their stuff is still yours. The same is true after they become workers. I won't interfere with your affairs."

They breathed a sigh of relief.

"We agreed, Your Majesty," the knight said. "My Majesty, how should we deal with the Nilfgadians?"

"In the next month, the Nilfgaards will not continue to launch such a powerful offensive against you." Francesca picked up the teacup and gently sipped her tea. "I can lend you a loan so that you can take advantage of this month to hire Mahakam's volunteers and Kerviel's mercenaries. You'd better hurry up. I guess the mercenaries' business has been very good recently."

Francesca calmly swept over the three people present. Their territories add up to the entire South Aden, close to the border of Livia. At the beginning of this year, when Sdennis summoned troops to attack Saqiya, she sent a messenger to tell the three people that they would only send a small number of soldiers to respond to the call and deploy more troops on the Livian border. In name, Aden’s army had already been lost in the civil war, but in reality, South Aden still retains enough manpower to guard every border fortress. After all, in the era of the decline of the Adenian kingship, the duty of the lord only required them to send one-tenth of the number of soldiers under them to respond to the king's call.

"I will loan you a sum of gold that can hire three thousand professional soldiers." Francis paused, and she carefully observed the expressions of everyone in front of her. "The repayment period is two years."

The knight knelt down first. "Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty."

The remaining two nobles bowed immediately. Francesca waved her hand, and Kenna stepped up and signaled that they should leave.

Looking at the empty palace again, Francesca held her forehead and slowly rubbed her temples. None of the members of the Merchants Association is easy to deal with, and the merchants who have come to their point are definitely not ordinary merchants. Sometimes an agreement is just a piece of waste paper. She has shown to all the members of the association how much gold they have. If such an amount of gold suddenly floods into the market, the wealth they are proud of can become worthless. And now, she wants to prove to those who hesitate to abide by the agreement that robbing of property is the next move.

Listener, really a strange title.

Shaking her head, throwing away the extra thoughts, Francis stuck in her mind to filter the information collected from the dense probe.

Boswell, the most radical member of the association. She can use teleportation magic to teleport the listener to a place less than a day away from Boswell Manor, and the spy who stayed in the south has positioned the general location. Of course, the more important thing is the next offense. She can be sure that sending secret agents and assassins to Hundred Flower Valley is definitely not the end, this is just the beginning, and the real key is the army that stays at the door of the house. The Adenian soldiers have weakened them as much as possible, but apart from the guard positions, they can probably send 6,000 combat soldiers. She couldn't send the soldiers of Hundred Flower Valley to fight them, she had to use a simple and straightforward victory to deter other people who were hesitant.

"Ada."

She raised her eyes, and the telescope in front of her showed the figure of Ada Emin. The Blue Mountain Sage put down his book and looked directly at Francesca through a magic curtain.

"Humanity is going to Hundred Flowers Valley?"

"Yes, Ada. According to my information, they may march towards Baihua Valley within a day or two."

"Leave the rest to me." Ada closed the book. "You continue to negotiate. But remember, the North and the South are not credible. What we need is a two-hundred-year delay. Before the plan is completed, Baihuagu must have two hundred years of stability."

"...I will do my best."

The first thousand nine hundred and forty-nine chapters to save the soldiers

The stars of Anglin's night sky shone.

A brightly lit camp is located in front of the dark castle in the valley. Soldiers in the camp gathered in twos and threes and enjoyed dinner around the fire. The sentry outside the camp leaned listlessly on the tree trunk, or sat by the bushes and chatted. A new siege hammer behind the camp is basically assembled. A piece of leather is hung between two branches and can be draped over the siege hammer until tomorrow to prevent the enemy on the wall from firing rockets to burn the equipment.

Every soldier appeared to have nothing to do, and did not show the tension before the war in the slightest. Maybe they did have a reason not to be nervous, because there were only three castle guards in front of them.

"Acouso."

A demon hunter ran up the city wall in small steps. Another demon hunter stood on the head of the city, leaning on the stack wall with both hands and looking out. "Yaksou, how's the situation going?"

"They are unprepared." The demon hunter of the cat school known as Aksou narrowed his eyes. This distance may be far for humans, but it is just visible to the demon hunter. "You see, their sentries are even yawning. According to my observations, they change their sentries every hour. There are about fifteen minutes before the next sentry. This is a good opportunity, West Drie K. You and I, and Joeel, the three of us can take advantage of the darkness and attack from the city when they change shifts at three o’clock in the morning. That was the time when humans’ sleep was the most stable. At that time, the sentry paid attention. The force was placed on the handover, and we sneaked in and burned the siege hammer and the ladder. This can be delayed for a few more days."

Sidrek thought for a few seconds. "Well, I'm going to inform Joe El that we will climb down with a rope at three o'clock in the morning."

"But after igniting, how do we come back?"

"I've already looked for Hirodinger. Didn't his leg hurt? But you can fix the rope to the wheel of the tower. When we run back, he will use the wheel to pull us up."

"No problem, then we..."

Suddenly, Aksou seemed to have heard something. He stretched out his finger and made a quiet gesture.

He looked out in the direction of the sound. Soldiers outside the city also heard strange noises in the forest behind them. They picked up the weapons placed beside them one after another to wake up their drowsy comrades. The commander walked out of his tent and asked the guards beside him what had happened. More people looked at the shadows in the forest with confused expressions.

"What are they looking at?"

The demon hunters on the wall also showed a confused look.

"Wait, this shouldn't be..." Sidrek hesitated for a few seconds, perhaps because the answer in his heart was really unreliable. "Is this the voice of the evil ghost group?"

"Evil ghost, where is the evil ghost here?"

Aksou just asked back, and there was a clearer scream from the forest. The ground rumbling, soil debris splashing everywhere. In the next moment, a humanoid monster with only a small head, pale complexion and sharp claws broke out of the ground. The ground seemed to boil suddenly, and the figures of ghosts and ghost warriors instantly filled every corner of the Nilfgaard camp. These monsters, which are only half the size of a human, grab the soldiers' legs from the ground, or three or four monsters simultaneously pounce on a human holding a spear. Aksou saw Nilfgaard’s commander hacking down a monster with a sword, and then another monster grabbed his wrist, and then another evil spirit threw on his back, scratching his back and Shoulder, then the fourth evil spirit rushed up from the front, and the commander fell to the ground along with the two evil spirits on him, and then was overwhelmed by more monsters.

"This..." Sidrek looked at the scene before him. "How did they get attacked by monsters?"