The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Take this card, I hope you can promote this kind of art in your empire." Zelin stood up and said casually. It's been too long to be outside tonight, it's time for him to go back. If he was later, he might have to spend another night in meditation.

"By the way, what is the name of this card?" When Zelin walked to the door, Nero's questioning voice came from behind him.

"It's called the Gwent card. Someone in Camelot will play this card. If you enter the city tomorrow, you can ask someone to ask." Zelin waved his hand without looking back and walked out of the roadside pub. "Someone will be enthusiastic to you. The answer, by the way, remind you, don't let others win your hand in a daze."

Thank you for the monthly ticket ZCZ

Chapter 35 The Rider of the Yangtze River

With the help of the proof given to him by Altria, Zelin easily passed the investigation of the Camelot City Guard. Although he has spent more than ten days in Britain, no more than ten people know him, let alone ordinary city guards. Because of Zelin's gray hair and bright golden pupils, as well as his body that was much stronger than the Celtics that he had trained in long battles, he looked somewhat Germanic in appearance. If a guy who looks like a German walks around during the curfew, he will not face jail.

Zelin is not commenting on the curfew. This can indeed prevent spies from infiltrating the city, but it will also seriously hinder the development of the city. In his world, Novigrad, the largest city in the northern region, is based on it. It is famous for its prosperous trading activities, and these commercial gold coins have allowed the city council that controls the Free City to obtain a large fleet of mercenaries that are large enough for the king of the north and the emperor of the south to respect three points. The city is called the capital of the world by northerners with its amazing wealth, influence and strategic importance. It is unceremonious to say that whoever can control the wealth and fleet in Novigrad can control the entire northern territory.

You can find everything in Novigrad. Zarikan Spice? There are. A sword forged from an ancient dwarf forge? No problem, buy one get one free. Towson wine? Whatever you want-as long as you have money, you want more money. Of course, there are so many spies from various countries. Maybe a person can be found out of a conspiracy letter by moving bricks and stuns on the street. This is a bit exaggerated, but every city councillor must have accepted different countries. Money transactions between spies and underground gangs. Obviously, between wealth and security, Altria chose the latter.

After showing the white sheepskin with the emblem of the knight king in his hand to the guards, Zelin entered the palace castle. His room was on the guard tower on the left. Twenty castle guards were stationed there, but because of the presence of Viking raiders on the eastern sea, Altria mobilized some Camelot soldiers to the east coast of Britain as a guard The Thames entered the sea to prevent looting boats from going up the river, so these rooms are now vacant.

The guard tower is led by two spiral staircases to the highest level of the castle, one on the left and one on the left, and the entrance of the staircase is designed outside the king's bedroom, so that when the castle changes, the guards can rush out to protect the king and queen. Zelin was walking towards the guard tower, lying down on a wooden bed covered with hay and rattan mats. When passing by the king's bedroom, he happened to see the girl of the Knight King writing on a white parchment in the bedroom. King Arthur’s queen Gnivel did not live in her dormitory, nor did Altria close the door. Seeing the girl concentrating and writing letters with a smile from time to time, Zelin walked in curiously, but he didn’t bother the girl. Just standing about five steps away from her with arms folded, waiting for her to react with a smile.

Although curious, Zelin didn’t plan to stand too close to peek at what Altria was writing. After all, no matter what kind of person he was, it would be rude to peek at letters without permission. And Altria seemed to be immersed in happy things, he didn't want to bother.

These days, Zelin rarely sees a smile on the face of the Knight King girl. She seems to always maintain a serious face, or show a satisfied expression after she is full. But as long as you think of the heavy burden on the shoulders of this girl who is only sixteen years old, it is not surprising.

The quill pen in the girl’s hand writes and draws on white parchment paper. White parchment paper is very precious. An adult sheep can only make a few perfect pieces of white parchment paper. Generally speaking, it is only used for important records or things. It proved that it was like the scroll with the emblem of the Knight King in Zelin's hand. As for personal letters, Zelin did not see cheap papyrus in the world here, nor did he see heavy books. But writing letters in sheepskin is a bit too luxurious anyway, but looking at the girl's expression, it seems that this matter is worth it.

After about half an hour, the girl took a deep breath, put down the quill, spread the parchment, and nodded in satisfaction after a quick scan. When her attention was withdrawn from the letter, she noticed Zelin, who had been standing not far behind for a long time. Seeing this, Altria hurriedly stood up and said in a slightly apologetic tone, "Sorry Zelin, I didn't notice you just now, uh, it's really rude. It made you wait for a long time, please sit down, what's the matter? "

"Ah, nothing, but I didn't bother you." Zelin waved his hand to decline the girl's invitation. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Altria carefully holding the parchment scroll in her hand. The girl's hand was held empty. It seems to be worried that the sheepskin roll will be wrinkled with too much force. Obviously, what is written in the letter must not be an official business, otherwise the king wrote the order, why would there not be a soldier waiting to take the order away "It just happened to be happy to see you, so I want to come and see what you are doing. Hmm. ~If you want to sleep, I will leave first."

Maybe it’s the girl’s encounter with something worthy of joy, which looks like a private matter. Zelin, who doesn’t know much about Altria’s past, can’t guess what it might be, but it’s undoubtedly a good thing for her. , Zelin need not worry.

Seeing Zelin turned and left, Altria suddenly stopped him, "Zelin, wait." Looking at Zelin's confused face, she solemnly handed the parchment in her hands to the demon hunter with both hands." I want to ask you to do something for me, as you said before... Yes, the demon hunter commissioned. I want to give you a commission, okay?"

"Consignment?" Zelin glanced at the parchment that the girl handed over, and then looked into her eyes. There was no smile in the dark green pupils, not as if he was joking, "What kind of commission?"

"Send me a letter, can you?" Altria asked tentatively. She was a little worried. When Zelin, who has always been responsible for hunting monsters, faced the request to become a messenger, whether he would gladly accept it or walk away. After all, this is just a personal letter, not an official letter, just like some knights would It was a humiliation to do errands, she didn't know whether Zelin would think the same way.

Zelin didn't say much about the girl's worry, but just reached out and took the parchment, showing with his actions that he didn't hate sending letters at all. Demon hunters will take many commissions and wander around, whether they are hunting pterodactyls or solving water ghosts, sometimes they will also send letters to people for bread money and horse fodder. In fact, Zelin has helped some more than once. An anxious farmer delivers a letter to his family. It doesn’t matter what the content is or how far the distance is. It’s fine as long as the price is right. Of course, the courier service of the Demon Hunter is definitely not as good as the professional messenger. Your letter may never arrive. Designate a place, but lie in a messy grave or in the belly of a royal griffon beast.

"Give it to Lancelot for me. He is in the castle tonight." Altria breathed a sigh of relief, with a blessed smile on her face. "Please tell him for me. I'm glad to know that he is incompatible with him." Regarding Nivelle’s love, I wish them happiness and hope that he can bring happiness to Gnivelle. Originally, I wanted to tell him in person, but I just felt that it would be better to write a letter like this. What do you think, Zelin? "

"I think that's right." Zelin nodded, sometimes writing letters is better than verbal expressions. But waiting for his brain to reflect the identity of Gurney Vale and Lancelot, and the relationship between Gurney Vale and Altria—at least after the nominal relationship, he was about to step out of the dormitory. Frozen in the air.

"..."

"..."

"What's the matter, Zelin? Is there any more question?" Altria asked unclearly.

Zelin turned to look at the simple-faced Knight King, and solemnly asked, "I need to ask a question, Altria. Do you want me to send this letter to Lancelot or send Lance to Lancelot? Lott was brought over after fainting, or both?"

Thank you for the reward of King Needle Eye, and thank you Mumu, the monthly ticket of Wuguang's tentacle. There are definitely five-color teams, but take your time _(:зゝ∠)_. And thanks to Fantasy~Forever Mao Yu’s correction of the last chapter

Chapter 36 The Past

It is not the first time Zelin has borrowed a commission from a nobleman.

Once in search of a job, he would ride to the fence of the village and wait there. Not all villagers know how to use a quill pen to write appropriate rune characters on papyrus to express what they want to say, and not all villages waste wood and put up a notice board at the village gate. If the villagers started yelling at Zelin, spitting, and throwing stones, he would leave there. If someone came out and offered him a job, he would stay and finish it, and then take the reward he deserved.

Sometimes the same method is also applied to illiterate nobles, wandering between towns and towns, looking for signs posted with the words'demand hunters urgently' by the crossroads is too inefficient, although the guards of the castle It will never be as friendly as the villagers, but most local lords have their own troubles. Whether it is the misty water ghosts harassing the fields, or the ghouls and human-faced monster birds that are mixed in the forest, he will be invited to Have a good night in the castle, and then go to underground caves, cemeteries, ruins, or rift valleys full of trees to clean up monsters the next day.

The process is the same, and it can't be the time it takes. In the end, Zelin must kill the monster with a sword, holding the monster's head and paying the money and delivering the goods. Sometimes there are nobles who confuse the demon hunter with the professional killer. It may also be influenced by the cat school. There are always people who mysteriously take him to the castle and ask him to ask for a price. How many gold coins can make someone forever Shut up, Zelin must explain to them exactly what kind of profession the demon hunter is. In most cases, misunderstandings can be resolved peacefully, but sometimes Zelin has to let them see the swordsmanship of the demon hunter in order to be fully absorbed. Retreat.

But if someone tells Zelin before tonight, there will be a nobleman among the nobles---the king entrusts him to deliver the letter, and the person who sends the letter is still the person who has an affair with the queen, and then the king smiled and said he wanted to. Bless the knight who has an affair with the queen, and wish him happiness with the queen. Zelin would recommend him to the Kingdom of Kerviel-Bovis, where there is the second largest academic institution in the North, which is comparable to the famous Orson Ford College-Ryan East University. The professors of this university like it the most. Researching intractable diseases, Zelin believes that as long as the person has confidence and cooperates with treatment, the nonsense mental illness will be cured.

"Altria, I know this is a sad story, but don't be too sad, um~ let's sit down and play a card to calm down, it won't work. I will let you play as long as you don't use the Nilfgaard deck. "Zelin organized the language in his heart, thinking about how to comfort her. He had seen an angry wife chasing a cheating husband before. One hundred years of experience made him think he had seen more, but this time, he couldn't help but feel surprised.

"I really want to play cards, Zelin, but not now." Altria shook her head, and she paced to the wooden table in the bedroom. The table is made by imitating the round table in the castle hall, but the workmanship is relatively rough and can only imitate a general shape. There is a yellowish map spread on the table. "North, the people on the Scottish Highlands, the latest news from the sentry on the border. They seem to be gathering two thousand people, or three thousand people. In a few days, I will A mobilization order must be issued to bring the other Knights of the Round Table to the north, so I want to resolve the issue of Gurney Vale and Lancelot as soon as possible."

"Well, I guess, you don't just need me to send the letter to Lancelot, but also to bring his head back?" Zelin shrugged. "Sorry, Altria, your knight must have If you are willing to do this, I don’t want to break the iron rule that has been observed for decades because of this. I am a demon hunter, not a killer. You are taking care of this matter, and no one will say anything."

"Kill Lancelot? No, no, Zellin, why did you kill him? He is my best knight and one of Gurney's favorites. How could I kill him." Altria As if to hear something unbelievable, he opened his eyes and looked at Zelin, "I just want you to send a letter, that's all."

"..." Zelin opened the wooden chair beside the table expressionlessly and sat on it staring at Altria. "Can you tell me why you are not angry about it before I deliver the letter?"

"Uh...does this need a reason?"

"Since you want to entrust the delivery of the letter to me, then I will do it in the same way as the Demon Hunter. Any entrustment I will ask a lot of questions. Besides, I am about to leave. I cannot satisfy my curiosity. Is it?" Not far from the date that Francesca told him in the vision. For some reason, the longer he stays in this world, he feels more and more uncomfortable. The vigilance he has cultivated in the wild all the year round tells him that something dangerous is eyeing him.

It's like taking on the task of hunting high-level vampires alone. To be honest, before Zelin finds an apprentice or wants to free himself from death, even if he gives him half a city of gold and the betrothal princess, he will not accept such a hunting commission. There was no feeling at first, but the longer the time, the stronger the sense of crisis.

"...Okay." Altria sighed. She also pulled out the wooden chair to be opposite Zelin, propped her chin with one hand, and began to narrate, "King Lidekuan, is the father of Gurney Vale. Soon after I came to the throne, he gave me a round table that could hold one hundred and fifty people, um, yes, it was the one outside. Later, King Leudkuan went to war with the Swiss King An in the west, and I took my knights to go. Aid him. There, I met Gurney Vale. King Ludkuan hoped that I could form an alliance with him, and the alliance... the alliance of marriage is the strongest."

"So Gnevere became your queen." Zelin shook his head slightly. "Obviously, a prince is better for you, but why is it a queen?"

"I am the king, and the king should be a male. Therefore, I have always acted as a male. The only ones who know the real situation except you are Kay, Merlin and Gurney Vale. They will not say anything to outsiders." Al Toria sighed and smiled a little lonely. "The wedding was very grand. Because it was a national celebration, it lasted for seven days. My marriage with her, Gnivale, was blessed by the whole country. Even though It’s false. I also swear as a man to love her forever... But before I became her husband, I was the king. If it’s a bit more awkward, I can also be the king and the identity of Atolis and She is married, not Altria..."

"So you don't love her, do you?"

"...Yes. Although I still have a good impression of her, it is not enough to be a husband." Altria did not deny that "Gurnivel is the most beautiful person in Britain. She sacrificed for me." Youth, she should have a husband who loves her instead of being tied to Carmelo’s castle because of politics. I... owe her, so I hope she can have her own happiness, if she can be in Lancelot. I am glad to find it."

"Well, I probably understand." Zelin placed one hand on the arm of the wooden chair, tapping his index finger on it rhythmically. "But Lancelot doesn't know all of this, right?"

Altria nodded.

"So in Lancelot's eyes, you are the King of Carmelo, Atoris, not Altria."

The Knight King thought for a while and nodded again.

"So when your letter arrives in his hands, he will think that his affair with Queen Gnevere was discovered by King Atolis."

King Arthur frowned slightly, but continued to nod.

"So, what kind of reaction will King Atoris, as a male, discover that his wife is having an affair with his knights? Please use the identity of the king to consider, not the identity of Altria. "

After a few seconds, Altria's face froze.

Upon seeing this, Zelin sighed.

"Listen, Altria, commission, I'll take it, and I will help you explain it to Knight Lancelot, but you'd better see him again in private tomorrow." Zelin stood up and patted the wrinkles on his clothes. "Unfortunately you are not my apprentice now, otherwise I will punish you to copy a fist-thick Monster Encyclopedia a hundred times." As if to set off something that Zelin didn't want to recall, his right hand twitched slightly.

"I, this, this is my poor consideration...Thank you, Zelin, what kind of reward should I give you..." Altria suddenly said, "Sorry, I haven't paid you last time."

"I won't charge too much for sending letters." Zelin thought as he walked to the door of the bedroom. When he stepped out of the gate, he turned around and said, "Come with me for two games before going to bed tonight, let me see what level you are up to, that's it."

Thank you, your highness, the generous donation of the festival shredder, and thank you for the monthly pass ZCi.

Chapter 37 The Witch

The bright silver moonlight sprinkled in the castle, and Camelot, where the curfew was imposed, seemed particularly quiet at night. Zelin’s boots stepped on the nettle-covered atrium. He held a sheepskin roll in one hand and lowered his head to think about what to do. Explain to a knight who has affair with the queen and was discovered by the king that your king supports your behavior instead of arresting you and burning you on the stake. The scope of the castle is not large. Zelin can walk to the backyard in just a few steps. He planned for the worst in advance. If he can’t convince Lancelot or he doesn’t believe it, Zelin will use Acxi’s Yin controlled him to meet Altria.