The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Be careful! Hold it tight and don't let it run away!".

Several dwarves who appeared to be companions rushed forward, grabbing the fishing rod in a swarm, trying to pull the prey ashore. But the creature in the water is obviously not so willing to make itself a Chinese meal, and it struggles hard. The dwarf leather boots plunged neatly into the moist mud.

"Are they like this every day? Is there a fishing competition here?" Zelin glanced at the river bank next to the trading station. At this time, he was standing on the trestle bridge leading to the river lighthouse. The old dwarf had been waiting here early in the morning. According to him, if there were no accidents, there would be a cargo ship coming from downstream to the floating port this morning. He had already hired ten carriages, plus four of their own, to transport back a considerable amount of materials. After the accounts are settled, stay in the floating port for one night, and they can go back to the castle the next day. Old Ayres complained more than once about Longfellow's high housing prices, and now they can only rent two houses together.

"I don't come to the port often." Ayres chewed on Tamoria's tobacco leaves, staring at the river in the distance. In private, he said many times that because of the hatred of the northerners towards the Nilfgaard Empire, he was also hostile to many products of the Nilfgaard Empire, such as the hookah he likes very much. Now he can only leave the hookah in the castle and chew the tasteless tobacco.

The morning sun shines through the towering tree canopy, scattered on the floating port, fishing lines hissing across the water, and the river water splashes with silver splashes due to the struggle of the creatures below.

"You didn't leave the room all day yesterday, and so did the female elf. What are you doing. Well, if you don't know the identity of you and the elf, I'm really worried about whether you have any problems."

"Nothing, just a little thing"

"Where is the wizard?"

"She? She doesn't like it very much here. She wants to stay in the room and study her own affairs. Well, you know, Warlock, they always do some weird research."

It is now the third day that Zelin has arrived at the floating port. He has some more important things to deal with. The things he brought back from Yanan are mainly the machine gun runners. It was surprising that he found a blacksmith introduced to him by Ailes, a human blacksmith from the Skellig Islands. Zelin told the blacksmith about his idea of ​​transforming the crossbow, and the reply was simple-it can be done, but it will cost a lot of money.

So Zelin had to ask Francesca to help bring the money back to the castle.

According to Zelin's idea, this crossbow, specially designed to deal with hordes of monsters, can shoot ten silver crossbow arrows in a row. This weapon is deadly and effective. Many newly discovered monsters have been proven to be social creatures. Like human elves, they appear in groups every time, especially the sea banshee on the Skellig Islands. With crossbows made, the air and swarm superiority of these monsters will no longer exist.

Except for the crossbow, there are those small parts. It’s a pity that the people in Floating Port dismissed this. Zelin could only take into consideration the big cities like Novigrad to try his luck, or go directly to Orsonford College, where there are professors he knows, maybe he will Like these things.

As for the planning of the castle, he discussed with Ayres, the old dwarf had his own plan. After listening to Zelin, he decided to respect the opinion of the construction expert. After all, the demon hunter has never studied architectural engineering, just as he would not like a group of people who know nothing about monsters when he hunts monsters.

"You are a demon hunter, a rich man who serves the nobles, and the troubled villages are vying to hire you. And we, we are just poor soldiers. If the trophies in front of us fly, we will do it today. To go hungry, you can only eat some sour vines, mushrooms and other plants to survive, otherwise you will starve to death... Oh! Damn! You guys are trying too hard, be careful, the fishing line is about to break!"

A dwarf complained, but the force from the fishing line made him grit his teeth.

The footsteps of the dwarves made a deep mark in the soil, and the demon hunter frowned and stared at the wavy water surface.

"Be careful, relax, and slowly, we will definitely win. From last holiday to now, we can only eat the mice we caught occasionally. This time we want to eat fish and make a smoked grilled fish." Another bearded man The dwarf loudly encouraged his surrounding companions, "Think about it, eat fish, use fish heads to make soup..... Cooking the soup, it's time to work hard, boys! Demon hunter, you can afford to live in Longfellow Inn. Money man, I also saw you live with a beautiful elf. We can’t pray for so much, but we can eat fish for the next meal and make a profit from Mayor Larry’s bounty. Pen, go back and find a place to spend the winter."

"Of course, the prerequisite for making money is to face all kinds of monsters all day long. They are not the same as ordinary people. For example, the fog demon. Many well-trained soldiers die in the fog demon before they can even draw out their weapons. "Under the paws" Zelin walked to the edge of the trestle bridge and squinted his eyes to observe the things under the water. Then each fog demon can bring me a bounty of 2 crowns. They are usually gathered together, so I can only entrust me once. Get eighty Oren".

Noting that several humans around him heard the Krona's eyes, Zelin calmly converted the units into Temorian Oren coins, and increased the exchange rate by the way. Although Oren continues to depreciate because of the trade conflict, if you make them think that you are saying that Tamoria is pressing Redania on trade issues, there will be much less hostile eyes.

"If you are willing to take relative risks, you can certainly make money equivalent to the danger." Zelin began to recall the part of the demon hunter's knowledge related to aquatic creatures. "Take a part of the time to learn relevant knowledge. You can do one hundred and two hundred Oren’s commissions each time."

"Whatever you say, you are rich anyway, right. It's a fact, you can't deny it."

"In fact, I really want to say that all you hear are just rumors. The rumors don’t mention how much I have to pay to make money." Zelin drew out the silver sword. "I know you won’t believe what I’m going to say, like I'm going to tell you now, let go of your hand if you want to survive, **** it! This is not a catfish!".

Chapter 128 The Gate of Floating Harbor

The situation in the floating port is getting worse

It's not just the evil ghosts in the forest that blocked the roads of Aden and Leiria. Dangerous monsters also appeared in the river as the lifeline of the port city. Although those octopus monsters were not big enough to pose a threat to merchant ships, they did not. People are willing to guess whether there are a few monsters hiding under the planks under their feet that are planning to eat. In particular, most of the food sources in the floating port are supplied by cargo from port towns such as Kaelf and Lynch. After all, the surrounding forests are not safe, and the residents of the town mainly rely on cargo services for their livelihoods. The evil spirits in the forest will not affect the livelihood of ordinary people, but the water monsters are different.

Some are happy and some are worried.

Longfellow rubbed his sore waist. Someone found a monster in the river this morning, and a victim had already appeared. It is night, and it stands to reason that the fat boss should lock himself in the room on the left of the second floor at this time, and slowly count how many shiny coins he earned today, but for a very important thing, he is rare. Break the habit formed over the years. Of course, the importance of this matter is worth it.

It is necessary for the price of food to rise. As a competent businessman, he always finds business opportunities. Although whether the food supply will be affected will have to wait until the next cargo ship arrives at the floating port, but during this period, as long as people are worried, they will not complain about price increases, not to mention that this is the only floating port. A hotel and a tavern, and most of the people who live here now are mercenaries who come to the floating port for bounty, or young people who want to try their luck, and idle people.

Carrying one or two old swords that he didn't know where he got from, they were rusty on them, hoping to kill one or two monsters in exchange for rewards. Outsiders, they don’t know anything about the floating port. In fact, their eyes are fixed on the bounty, and they are staring at the second-story attic of the old Mayor Larry’s wooden house. The body was still floating on the gallows.

In fact, he really likes those monsters. It is their appearance that makes the floating port flood into so many people. They will drink here, gamble, and go to the second floor to find women. The humid air of the floating port made them moldy, and as a result, the town has not yet come up with an effective and feasible plan for how to clean up the evil spirits. They are still arguing about the number of evil spirits. For Longfellow, those guys had better spend the last coin on them before going to the forest, and then being eaten by evil spirits. Then new people will be attracted by the higher bounty.

His businessman.

"Idiots, all idiots."

Longfellow is very smart to increase the price of some luxury goods, such as drinks such as wine. Those who can drink these things are people stuffed with gold coins in their pockets, and they don't care about the price. In other words, in order to earn one or two admiring eyes, some people will deliberately buy high-priced food and beverages. As for things like brown bread, the price only needs to rise slightly. Those guys with dusty clothes will definitely complain, but he controls the price very well. Customers will complain, but they will definitely spend money to buy them.

He is a businessman.

"A bunch of arrogant fools."

Longfellow weighed the purse embroidered with the emblem of the white rose. Two knights, one was Thales of Zeenda, and the other, he didn't remember. At that time, his attention was all on the purse. There were about thirty coins in it. He thought it was Oren, but it turned out to be Krona with the Novigrad Mint logo. These shiny Krona coins almost occupied his head. It is much more convenient to make money from asking for news than honest business, just as he especially missed the time when he could sell anesthetic powder to the pioneers of the floating port.

Those two knights wanted the elves in the floating harbor, the dwarves, and so the things of non-human creatures. He had heard about the White Rose Knights. The Knights of the Order of the White Rose, based in Novigrad, and the Presbyterian Order in Vizima, had considerable influence among the nobles of Tamoria. Obviously, they don't like non-human races. Longfellow dismissed it. As long as there is money to make, who cares where to make it, whether it is a human or an elves, alive or dead.

But he can use this to increase the cost of accommodation for some non-human races, especially the dwarves. There are many dwarves living here. They are all residents of Mahakam. Some young dwarves want to take risks, and the opportunity for floating ports is right in front of them. It can be said that he was to protect them. Poor Longfellow suffered a lot of difficulties, so it was inevitable to raise some room rates. For the two idiot knights, he could say that those evil guys took out a lot of money and threatened him, so he had to let them stay here.

Oh, yes, and that demon hunter, whose weapons are all made of silver, must be very rich. But this is not the first time he has appeared in a floating port. But the scar on his face and the two swords on his back make him look like a good person, like a reasonable person. But think about it, demon hunters, these guys who have been transformed by witches since childhood, how are they different from monsters.

In order to fight against monsters, people create monsters that can be controlled. As a result, these guys wandering around with the name of Demon Hunter. Perhaps he can tell the White Rose Knights about the Demon Hunter. It doesn't take much, just a little story, and the knight will definitely be willing to spend more money. The innkeeper had no sense of guilty framing in his heart. The law is to protect a good person like him who obeys the law, not those monsters.

Longfellow was a good businessman, and he believed in this.

As for Zelin himself, he doesn't feel bad at all now. A monster appeared in the floating port and someone was dragged into the water. He could only help a few dwarves in front of him, but it was not just them who were fishing. As a result, the mayor of the floating port and his assistants did not investigate the monster or reassure the victim. Instead, they left him, an irrelevant demon hunter, in the mayor’s wooden house and asked him some meaningless questions. , And there was an expression on my face that I was dealing with important affairs.

"Mr. Mayor, I can tell you very responsibly. I haven't investigated the monsters in the floating port, and I don't know anything about it. You should ask the witnesses or people living by the water, maybe They know more than I do".

Zelin didn't know this was the first few times that he explained to the mayor and his assistants, but unfortunately, they still brought a pair of us who knew everything, you'd better hurry up and tell us the truth.

"Listen to the Demon Hunter" The mayor moved his index finger and tapped the table top. An assistant next to him began to translate the mayor’s voice, “We all know that there were no monsters in the floating port and rivers. As a result, they appeared after you came here a few days ago. There are also those evil spirits, we have all heard There are demon hunters who want to establish an academy for training new hunters in the Mahakam Mountains, and then these evil spirits appear out of thin air. It is difficult for us not to connect these few things."

"So, you are going to accuse me, a person who lives by hunting monsters is actually the culprit that caused the monsters to appear. Actually, I am not humble, and you should ask the other person to be smart for the murderer." Ze Lin put both hands together. , The vertical pupil swept across the mayor and his assistants, and one of the young assistants shivered. "I am a demon hunter, how come I have become the murderer of the town, oh~ it seems I It’s really too young. I, the guy who killed monsters and saved a group of dwarves, is now the murderer who is about to be accused. This is really an interesting place. I think the mayor who has never seen it here will be ashamed of it. ".

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Nine

"Enough, Demon Hunter, let us talk frankly, we have wasted enough time here"

I didn’t know how many times, when his young assistant was speechless again when he was asked again, the mayor, who kept his stomach up and kept silent, seemed to be unable to stand it. In other words, the weather outside made many people unable to help but fight. Yawned. Demon hunters can stay in a good state of mind without sleeping for a long time, but these young mayor’s assistants are holding back the desire to yawn, and are constantly asking about things that have nothing to do with river monsters.

"We have been wasting time"

"A demon hunter came to the floating port. He is not even here for the first time. What is he for? What is he doing here?"

Zelin sighed, and they went back to the question they had just started. "You know the answer to this question, sir. I am a demon hunter. I wander around, looking for clients, looking for opportunities to make money. A warlock wants to hire I, want me to protect him into the forest outside the city. Everyone knows that there are monsters everywhere outside the floating port, and my warlock client is planning to leave tomorrow morning. If the monsters in the river are a little patient, wait two more God, maybe they will not only not lose their companions, but they will also catch a lot of human dwarves and have a good meal, and then we will not be able to waste time here."

"But you are a demon hunter, you are all guys who only recognize money but not people." This broad-backed black-haired man has a bruised face and a leather blindfold on his left eye. If such a face suddenly appeared in the alley at night, it would undoubtedly scare many people, but now he is the mayor of the floating port. Although he is slightly fat, he can still see that he was definitely not a mess when he was young. The character, at least, does not seem to be "Now, you are breaking the law in the floating port, so now, the floating port no longer welcomes you. If you don't want to go to the gallows, you'd better leave quickly, leave the valley, and go to other places."

"Who do you think will believe this accusation"

"I believe"

"Oh~ it's a perfect reason"

Larry rubbed his forehead, sank into the seat, and waved to several assistants who were pretending to be energetic, indicating that they could leave.

Zelin looked back at these relieved young people. After they left, he looked at the mayor, "It’s really tiring to act, right. Oh, no, I didn’t say anything, come on, Mr. Mayor, I invite you to drink something, a special silver cup, it’s great, would you like to try it?"

"Shut up, Demon Hunter"