The Journey of the Demon Hunter

'Sorry sister, last time I asked the nun when I could go back once, but Sister Josephine said that I could not leave Mission Town until I finished my studies. She also punished me to wipe the roadside statue for three days because of my thoughts. Oh... My shoulder still feels sore when I think about it.

Not to mention this, sister, how are you doing recently? Our recent courses are getting heavier and heavier. Hearing from the priest that we can become like those kind blood therapists sooner or later, we can get in touch with greater things, but before that we have to increase our horizons. It’s really a headache. , Sister, do you have any medications that can treat headaches? The people who live with me seem to be the same as me. The many courses make us feel uncomfortable. I can’t write too much, otherwise I can’t afford to have today’s blood. I hope everything is well for you, sister’

The corners of Yusevka’s mouth were slightly cocked. She still remembered that after reading the second letter, she hurriedly turned through the book, looking for anything that might cure the headache symptoms, and finally sent a letter to the priest. Leaving the clinic with a package. At that time, I must have caused a lot of confusion to my sister, and also the priest who delivered the letter, but fortunately, my sister’s headache did heal later, as she mentioned in the third letter. The headache disappeared. The priest praised her and told her that she could learn more profound knowledge. That letter was the longest that my sister had written, and the joy of joy overflowed in the paper.

The fourth letter, the fifth letter, and the sixth letter. My sister sends a letter almost every two months. About how long ago, it seemed to be the tenth letter. It was almost half a year before my sister. Then I sent the next letter. For some reason, the language in it was no longer so eager. Yusevka comforted herself and said that it was only because her younger sister was very tired. She had to learn the great and noble knowledge in the church and become knowledgeable and respected, unlike her useless sister who stayed in a clinic with poor lighting. Dealing with patients all day, it is estimated that I will never get married. But Yusevka is proud of her sister from the heart, and can work in the great and benevolent church of healing. If his father was still alive, he would think so.

‘I haven’t written to my sister for a long time. Time flies, but learning knowledge is just as pleasant as drinking a blood cocktail. Don’t worry, my life here is very good. I will continue to study rune knowledge this afternoon, so let’s go here first, and I will write to you again when I have time next time.’

Compared with the others, this letter is relatively new, and there is still a delicate fragrance on it. Yusevka can imagine looking at the letter. My sister is sitting in her separate study, thinking about profound knowledge while rubbing it. I was thinking about how to write to my sister with my forehead, but in the end, I could only write a few notes because of time.

Yusevka didn’t blame her, she hurriedly replied a letter telling her sister that everything is based on her research. If time is tight, don’t write any more to waste time. My sister is doing well here. Don't make the priests and teachers in the church angry because you miss your sister and delay your studies and research work.

Of course, although the letter says not to send any more letters, every time you receive a new letter, no matter how long it is, Yusefka always feels happy for a long time. Did the same. My sister's handwriting has become more and more beautiful, and her own handwriting has become the same. Although they are twins, the sister who can nurture and grow in the healing church is definitely more temperament than the sister who runs back and forth between bandages and blood bottles all day.

But this time, Yusevka’s solitary time did not last long. Just as she was immersed in the thoughts and memories of her sister, outside the door of the clinic on the second floor of the clinic next to it was blocked by a wooden bolt, a knock on the door suddenly broke. Her thoughts

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Chapter 83 Visitors

"Where is anyone?"

Yusevka carefully put down the envelope, pressing the book on it to prevent the pile of letters from becoming messy. She tiptoed to the wooden door, pricked her ears to listen to the sound outside. The night of hunting has already begun. At this time, those who will still be walking outside the town, except hunters, are the only crazy veterinarians. Although the veterinarians are threatening, they will not actively attack their residences and hide. Very safe indoors or out of their field of vision

Once Yusevka’s clinic received veterinary patients, and there were only one or two at that time, but it caused a huge disturbance in the town, because many people knew the tragedy of Jiu Yanan. The veterinary disease plague gradually swallowed everyone. Until one night, the plague broke out on a large scale. Many people who stayed outdoors were infected with the plague and became crazy. Although there is no definite conclusion that the plague will spread with the air, Yusuf Card still close all doors and windows before the sun goes down

There was no response from outside, but someone was standing at the door, because it knocked on the door again, the knocking force became stronger and stronger, and Yusevka took two steps back subconsciously.

"Wow! Relax, relax, don't be so nervous." Yusevka took a deep breath, clutching her chest. She had heard many rumors about the hunters of the hunting night. They were covered with blood and would kill. Drop anyone who is thought to be at risk of contracting the plague. There are still a few patients in the clinic. If a hunter comes in, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be killed as a potential infected person. She can’t let this happen. "Are you a hunter, are you... are you hunting?" Action?"

Still no sound came in, but the knock on the door disappeared

"Sorry, I know you have done a lot for this city and for us. I know that hunting is very hard and tiring. But... please support a while. I really can't open the door for you." Ka cautiously comforted the hunter who seemed a little excited outside. She stared at the bolt blocking the wooden door, which was just a two-finger thick wooden board, but if someone wanted to break the door forcibly...

Yusevka didn't dare to think about it anymore. There was a trace of fear in her heart. Maybe there was a veterinarian who was about to rush in and kill everyone, but she was the owner of the clinic and the only doctor here. Yusevka cleared his throat, and his tone was slow and firm. "I am Yusevka, the doctor here. I am sorry, but I cannot open the door for you. I cannot expose patients to dangerous environments. Please Understanding"

Yusevka waited quietly, but unfortunately, she did not hear the leaving footsteps, and the knock on the door rang again, like a drum beat, more and more rush, maybe it is more suitable to describe it by smashing the door.

She must do something

"If you really need it, I, I... please take my blood sampling bottle." Yusevka trot near the metal rack and took out an exquisite glass bottle from it. The top of the glass bottle was connected by a rubber tube with a metal needle, and in the vial, scarlet blood shook back and forth with the female doctor running, and finally she bent down in front of the door and handed the vial out of the broken point of the glass of the wooden door. You, this is everything I can do, take it and leave, I wish you a smooth hunt, I will pray for you, and hope you will return with a full load."

However, no one picked up the blood bottle she handed out. The silent visitor seemed to sigh, and it finally spoke. It is not the wild voice of veterinarians, it is not the low voice of hunters, but Yusevka's surprised and familiar voice---a voice that is almost the same as hers.

"I'm here to find someone"

Zelin was sitting next to the stone platform of the **** statue, putting the cloth bag beside him, calculating how many things were left. The loss is not small, and the herbs are much less. The key is that he can't make new potions without dwarf spirits. Fortunately, the weapons and equipment are not damaged. Otherwise, he can't find a blacksmith who can repair weapons in this place. As for the hunter The weapons we used were obviously technical weapons, not suitable for him to use, but Zelin was surprised by these deformable weapons, such as the hand axe in front of him. He had seen the same one in Gascoyne's hands before. One, and this one was found on a corpse behind the icon

Then the man in hunter clothes seemed to have been attacked, and the shocking scratches on his back made Zelin give up the possibility of checking whether he could still be rescued. After a long time out of breath, it is impossible for anyone to bring the dead back to life, at least, hunting. The Demon Hunter can’t do it, and he hasn’t heard of anyone who can do it.

The mechanism of the weapon is very ingenious. The handle of the axe and the blade of the axe are not directly connected. Instead, they are made up of a wheel-like body. Then there are two iron shells wrapped around the runner. Zelin can't see the contents inside, but I guess I can't understand the composition principle after seeing it. This is not in line with the common sense in his mind. Generally speaking, the stronger the link between the handle and the blade of the weapon, the better. No one wants to see that his weapon is only half of the wooden stick after a confrontation, but this does not prevent him from thinking. A new kind of long sword, a weapon that can suddenly grow longer in battle, even if it is as long as one finger, it is enough to be used as a killer.

"Yusevka?"

"Well, her sister, I think the last name is Yusevka, you are the bishop here, you must know the people here, right"

If you want to find a citizen, go to the town hall to find the mayor or the clerk who manages the demographics. If you want to find a villager, you can meet with the village elder, or the oldest person, almost everyone in the village. If you want to find a nun, ask the bishop of the church if it is a legitimate reason, and see if you can find her friends in the church for any non-legitimate reasons.

Amelia also leaned against the stone platform, covered with a broken hunter's windbreaker, which he got from the death hunter. Zelin thought that the agent would hate the things on the dead, but Amelia just stared blankly at the clothes he handed over, reached out to take it and wrapped herself indiscriminately, and the clothes barely covered the middle of his thighs. , The ulcerated wound on the calf was exposed to the air, but the female bishop didn't care about the terrible scars on her body, nor did she care how much the shattered clothes could protect against cold. Zelin had seen such an expression. When he passed by Ailand and saw many Sintra refugees, many of them had the same expression---numbness, just to live.

"I've heard of this name, the people in the chanter's class... heh, oh, the chanter's class" Amelia smiled a few times with a mockery of herself. Here comes, here is just a healing church...just an ordinary church, an ordinary church that counts nothing."

"I don't care about your dispute, I just want to know where I can find her... and what happened here."

After a long time, the sound of his fighting with the Aries monster can definitely be heard clearly by anyone outside, but now it’s night, no passerby or priest came to check the situation, no one even cared. Corpse in the cathedral. The corpse is again a corpse, just like the corpse on the stone bridge in front of the church town, no one cares, no one cares, as if dying a person is like dying a sparrow, not even as good as a sparrow, but more like an ant Being trampled to death, no one wants to care about such trivial matters

But these are people, not ants

"I only know one thing in the chant class..." Amelia stared at the golden disc in her hand. She explained that this thing was called a pocket watch. As for why this thing is so important to her, Amelia didn't. Said, Zelin did not ask, "When the hunting night begins, they will send someone to the Yanan Center, and a person who has a relative to work at the Yanan Clinic should be the younger sister of Dr. Yusevka you mentioned. She is going to execute a...sacred plan. I don't know what it is, I only know that it has something to do with the sublimation they often mention. As for what happened here... Heh, heh, hahaha, all of us escape What can't be lost is just lingering, just lingering..."

Amelia sobbed

"I used a bunch of materials to lift your curse, but I didn't make you live like an undead." Zelin shook his head. Although it is not clear why the main church of a church has become like this, it is obvious that I am finding a doctor to solve her. Before her leg problem, she needs to solve the psychological problem first. With that said, the demon hunter untied his waist belt and took out something "If you really can't find a goal in life, I don't mind giving you one."

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Chapter 84 is not a retreat, but a strategic move

"You need a doctor"

Moonlight shines through the three skylights on the top of the cathedral on the huge golden icon, and there is silence around it. If it weren't for the collapsed floor and cracks in the stone pillars, it is hard to believe that a battle broke out here not long ago. As Amelia said, the headquarters of this healing church seems to be no one cares about. Not even a priest came here to light the extinguished candles. If it weren't for Amelia here, Zelin might think he came to an abandoned place

Zelin threw a doctor card in front of him, his eyes moved to Amelia’s calf, and easily put a siege sergeant back on the field.

"You don't pay much attention to doctors. You speak of blood therapy. To tell the truth, as a foreigner, I am skeptical of the effect of blood therapy." Zelin looked at the scars on the young bishop's body and evaluated the physical condition of the other party in his heart. The time outside was only late at night, but the extent of the scars corrupted far beyond his expectations. Regarding the black blood flowing out of the wound, especially after drinking the diluted white honey, there seemed to be something in Amelia’s wound. There was a conflict, and as a result, the skin around the wound gradually changed from congested purple to black. Faced with this situation, Zelin could not find an adjective other than corruption.

"Maybe you are right..." Amelia lowered her head, and the seven cards in her hand were placed in front of her, not caring about being seen by her opponent. Zelin couldn't help but frown at this perfunctory behavior. "But what can you do...no, nothing...fear the blood of the ancient gods...we should be afraid, yes, afraid, so terrible, I I don’t want to know anything. When you are faced with terrible power, what can we insignificant human beings do? We can only lie on the ground and pray for this to pass through safely.”

"I have to say, you are very smart, Amelia." Zelin lowered his eyes and scanned the silver-haired girl's field. At the same time, he glanced at her right hand, which had been covering her stomach. Diluted white honey, even if white honey is only used for detoxification, will cause great pain to ordinary human bodies. Zelin speculated that the abdominal pain was caused by the effect of the medicine, but this is not a bad thing. At least the medicine worked. As long as the battle points are high enough, everything is not a problem, so you picked all the cards with high points when you mixed and matched. Well, you picked all the hero cards in my hand that cannot be affected by the weather."

"No, I'm just a fool... the fool who was thrown into the position of agent..."

Seeing Amelia getting low again, Zelin sighed, "Well, I'm not here to discuss whether it is smart or fool. I don't think there will be a kind and evil, generous and selfish in the world. The guy who is both pious and possessed by the devil, who is both loyal and seduce other's wives every day, unless he is schizophrenic, it seems like you can't be smart and become stupid for a while, although you will be so stupid that you don't listen to the right advice."

"Everyone can talk, the choirs used fancy words to plug my ears, and those who believe in the Mansis doctrine threatened me with threats. I thought that healing the church was to bring God’s will and the gospel to Anan. In the church, God teaches blood therapy to the church, and the church uses blood therapy to save others... Now a hunter who claims to be not a hunter uses rhetoric to teach me." Beast skull. Under the moonlight, the golden icon appeared peaceful and beautiful. The woman holding the clay pot in the pouring posture is as holy as an angel is baptizing the world, but the result of her baptism is just a terrible monster head

"It should be like this... it should be like this..."

Zelin took a deep breath and folded the cards together in his hand. "What you said is correct. I can't beat you in this situation."

Amelia stared at the demon hunter with suspicion, as if she wanted to find any trace of fraud from the demon hunter’s look.

"You admit defeat?"

"Of course, I lost this round. I am willing to bet." Zelin shrugged. "Do you think I have never lost? Well, I have lost many times, although you may not understand. I was once The Royal Gryphon was chasing and hiding in the bushes, or was pushed back by one. I killed it but at the cost of almost dying from excessive blood loss. The idiot thought he had won and bit me, so it was poisoned. Dead. I never accept the commission of hunting high-level vampires, because I know I can’t beat them. Some villages will post notices that they hope someone can help rescue the villagers who were looted by wild hunting, and I will not accept this. , Because this kind of problem is not something I can solve, although I will feel heartache for those valuable rewards, but I will not continue to worry about it."

"You don't understand..."

"Yes, I really don't understand." Zelin pushed all the cards on the scene into the fold. "I really don't understand what you have experienced or what you know. In fact, we were still enemies just an hour ago. I patted it into the floor. Two hours ago, I didn’t even know that there was a stupid girl named Amelia in this world.”

"Then you..."

"Your next sentence is ‘then you are not qualified to preach to me’"

"Then you are not qualified to preach to me"

For a while, the atmosphere cooled down. Amelia turned his head and didn’t want to look directly into Zelin’s eyes. Zelin continued to look at Amelia, and seemed to be interested in her silver hair. After a while, he spoke again.

"I have experienced at least a hundred battles in my life. I know what kind of people I have never seen before. I know what you are thinking. I have also seen many terrible things. The pastures no longer grow in the pastures. The seeds all died in the land, and the homes that had lived for decades were burned down in the war because of the stupid idea of ​​a lord, and even left their homes for this reason, but people always have to live and life will continue. I sometimes receive several Entrusted to fill the purse with gold coins, sometimes because I haven’t met someone who needs a demon hunter for a long time, I don’t have any savings on my body. If I have to remember every unlucky thing, maybe I would be crazy long ago. Drop it, forget it, Amelia, just like this game, if you start again, who do you think has the advantage?"