The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Nothing, since your master is not here..." The accent changed obviously, and another person said, "We will leave a letter and a message. The letter is here."

There was a rustling sound, and the person outside took out a roll of paper bound by a rope. Curdin must be very talented in acting. He played the servant very well. He bowed deeply and reached for the scroll bound by the red string. "I will definitely deliver it. May I ask what the news is?"

Everything is just between electric light and flint.

The red rope on the reel suddenly jumped up like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, and suddenly entangled Curdin's wrist. The tall man who had been silent on the side pulled hard, causing the lawyer to lose his balance and fall forward. Kedinger turned sideways as if, but couldn't avoid the dagger pointed at his abdomen.

He yelled and retreated, and the blood dyed his collar red in a flash. But the rope, the magic rope still tied his wrists, and the person in the front stab the lawyer again with a knife, and shouted hoarsely, "This is the news, and the greetings from the master warlock! Go to hell, Ke Ding you!"

The dagger did not penetrate the lawyer's chest.

Alderfayin hit the wrist holding the dagger fiercely. The dagger stabbed a sideways and slashed across the abdomen on the side of Curdin. A blood spatter was sprayed onto the mahogany door panel on the side.

"Kill them!"

Although he didn't kill Curdin with a single knife, the person in the front kicked the lawyer, and the lawyer leaned back and fell to the floor. The cat on the side called out and jumped to a higher place.

Zelin backhanded the blade against the wall and swung the sword away from the door to cut off the arm of the short sword held by the first intruder who rushed in. This surprised the man. His footsteps stopped abruptly and let the back. The man who was about to rush in ran into his back.

The demon hunter kicked the door panel, the red wooden door hit the wall and bounced back, hitting the face of the person in front of him with a bump, the tall man in the front covered his nose and rolled down the steps with the person behind him. Going down, only the thin and tall one dexterously avoided the fallen companion, he rolled, avoiding the blade that Zelin swept past.

A half-elf.

His almond-like eyes met the demon hunter. Then he realized what kind of enemy he had encountered. He was only here to kill a lawyer who had been caught in the trap, and possibly his legal partner, but he was definitely not a one-on-one duel with a demon hunter. So the half-elf rolled off the ground again, and he grabbed the armchair beside him and threw it at Zelin.

Taking the opportunity, the half-elf said vaguely to a talisman in his hand, which was a fast ancient language, but Zelin heard the pronunciation of a few words clearly, and the half-elf assassin was asking for help from the talisman.

The Griffin badge of the Demon Hunter rang frantically.

The next moment, in the narrow and dim room, a dazzling light suddenly appeared, and the bookcase that had been stepped on by the cat before was pushed over, and a turbulent bright orange elliptical portal appeared on the wall behind it. The assassin rushed to the portal. Seeing this, Zelin raised his hand and drew a complicated Arden rune. He knew how to deal with the warlock. The Arden rune could block the flow of chaotic energy from the portal.

But just before the bright purple rune enveloped the portal, a magical light burst out from the portal, Zelin turned sideways, the moment the Kunen rune lit up, the light hit him, the bright orange shield It turned into fragments in an instant, and the light bounced back to one side of the wall, as if the flame hitting an oil tank swallowed the entire wall in an instant, illuminating the room transparently.

And the assassin was gone.

Chapter 479: Condensed Cobweb

"Damn... Help me unlock it!"

The remaining two accomplices did not know that their employer had escaped, but after seeing the burst of fire rushing out of the door and throwing the mug and tea tray on the table to the ground, the tall man clutched his severed hand and The crooked nose staggered and fled along the narrow streets of Dorian. As soon as the remaining one rushed to the door, a steel shot was hit on his forehead, and the strings snapped and fell down.

The door of the secret room was opened by Finn from the inside when the explosion sounded. Finn, who had no legs, sat in a wheelchair and lifted the crossbow that had been transformed with a long steel pipe with a trembling hand.

The magic rope was very tough. Zelin couldn't cut it with his dagger anyway, or the Curdinger hung on the wall and just injured an intruder's steel sword. The weapons of the demon hunter were on the rapeseed, and the horse was in the stable not far away.

"Forget it, leave me alone, I can go, get Finn out soon!"

The heat caused by the magic flame burst a rum bottle with an ink bottle, and the ink was sprayed on the book paper scattered on the ground. Paper, parcels, and document bags began to blacken, twist, and burn.

There was screaming from the surrounding neighborhoods. People noticed the smoke and fire coming out from here. The muddy streets were full of running sounds. Some people were exclaiming that it was on fire. Many people were rushing towards this house. Take any thing that can hold water, wooden barrels, wooden basins, and fetch water from the Eslena River that passes through the city to extinguish the fire, trying to prevent the flames from spreading to other wooden houses around. The shouts and footsteps are endless. A horse was alarmed, and a donkey on the street broke into the weaver's shop out of control and knocked Lou Kuang, which was placed in front of the shop, to the ground.

There is another secret way to escape from this office, and they came out from there. The city security guards will arrive soon, and the corpse will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"There must be something wrong with the magic item that the vendor sold me before..." Curding's abdomen was marked with a wound almost as long as an index finger, but fortunately it was not fatal. "It stands to reason that the thing should sound an alarm..."

"You may have bought fakes."

"It must be a fake!" The lawyer said excitedly, and then coughed again. This time there was no handkerchief to cover him, and there was a lot of blood on his hand covering his mouth.

Rapeseed was still in the stables, the flames had not spread here, put down Finn, and used the ebony blade to break the rope that bound Cordiner's wrist. Zelin looked at the dense smoke rising not far away, pursing his mouth.

The flame ignited by magic will not be extinguished so easily, but if this matter involves warlocks, then this is definitely not a pure revenge, especially when the warlock conference is about to be held.

"Do you know the half-elf who came to assassinate you? Who is Raines in his mouth?"

"Of course I know who Rains is." Curdin breathed the air, and Dorian's stale air was much more comfortable than the billowing smoke. "It's a free information to tell you, Rains here. He has been investigating Xili’s whereabouts for a year, but he may be looking for more than this. He has also investigated Baihuagu’s intelligence, but it is certain that there is an employer behind him. It may be someone else or Nepal. Forgard’s Imperial Intelligence Service..."

"But it's more likely?"

Zelin asked back. He heard the sound of iron boots on the street not far away, which meant that the city guards were about to arrive.

"I tracked down three anonymous accounts in Novigrad. Among them, the account with the largest flow of funds came from the Vivaldi Bank of Goss Willen, the branch that provided services to the warlocks on Sinide Island." Er took the clean cloth from Zelin and tied the wound on his waist. There is something in the Demon Hunter's package that can be used to deal with wounds in an emergency. "I have narrowed the scope of Raines's employer to twenty-eight warlocks who often exist in the Sinide Island Order."

"Be careful, you are indeed playing with fire." Zelin listened to the sound that was becoming orderly there. It seemed that the city guards were beginning to control the situation. "You didn't find that person, but that person found you first. ."

"At least the three parties are investigating each other, not counting the Tamorian agents under King Foltest. Those agents hoped that I could help them find the Princess Ciri, so I told them with evidence that Ciri was dead. Yes, they believed it, and I should have asked Geralt to increase the price."

Kedinger supported the wooden stake next to the stable to stand up. "If you are still worried about that wizard warlock, I will give you a suggestion." Looking at the eyes of the demon hunter, the lawyer's pale face forced a smile. "It's free for the sake of saving me and Finn. You'd better leave the Northern Continent first. You stay here. You will only give more clues to those who are investigating. People in this industry don't know me. One."

The lawyer lowered his eyes and looked at the sword in Zelin's hand. "Your sword can't cut through the shadows, let alone the people hiding behind the shadows."

It's like a spider web. At least two people are investigating the whereabouts and plans of the wizard warlocks. Obviously, these people have no gentleman spirit. The killer is just the simplest part. The dagger that appeared from behind during the meeting, or a drop. The poison that falls into the wine glass can kill people, and it is a more common and effective way than dispatching killers.

An archmage is very strong, but facing poisoned wine and daggers, the archmage's body is as fragile as ordinary people.

"Three weeks." Zelin held out his finger. "In three weeks, I will go to the Skellig Islands first."

"Skelliger? Good attention. Whether it is the agents of Tamoria and Redania, or the informants of the Imperial Intelligence Agency, it is difficult to reach there." The lawyer pushed his partner's wheelchair "Be careful of the king." Agents, they are everywhere now, and fools know that something is going to happen."

As he said, Curdin took out an oval-shaped object, "This magic prop... Damn it, I will never buy these broken things again, holding it, I can get in touch with you through this, if this thing arrives If it still works."

"You bought so many magic items."

Zelin overturned the oval glass ball in his hand and said to the lawyer.

"Be careful, it's not a safe time now. I want to contact a few friends and avoid them elsewhere. Don't worry, I will help you find out what you need."

"Let's make the difference, you guys be careful." Zelin was holding the rapeseed, people's attention was attracted by the fire, and no one noticed here yet.

"No problem, and if you see Geralt again, remember to tell him that my shop is going to change places."

The streets of Dorian are still noisy. There is a fire. People will remember this for a while and treat it as a post-cooking talk. Then, it will be the same as the stall that was knocked over by the donkey, just like Iraq. Like the constantly flowing water of the Silina River, no matter what kind of things or hidden conspiracies and plans there are, it fades and is forgotten in people's memory.

Chapter 480 A Date

Dixcher, the spy chief under King Vezmir II of Rydania, is finishing a new report, and after Tritog watched the public execution of a baron who had conspired with Ambassador Nilfgard, Sitting in his chair, crossing his hands, looked at the messenger who was leaning over him in front of him. The wooden chair that seemed unstable under the weight of more than two hundred catties creaked.

After all, this is not his office in the court.

There is only one chair and an oak round table. There are some big books on the table and the surrounding bookshelves, but it is a pity that those books are like the silver-plated candlesticks on the table, but they are just another decoration.

And he would not receive a messenger from King Devin in the court.

"Do you have a message?"

"Yes, sir." The messenger Applegate bent over and bowed.

"Go ahead, I'm listening."