The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The first thousand and thirty chapters Livia's morning

The mob's charge was shattered by the steel blade.

This is different from what they expected. The original situation should be that these non-human beings were surrounded by them in the tavern, and all they had to do was rush in and carry out a massacre. But the reality is that not only did they fail to rush in, they were shot to the ground before they even had time to get close to the simple roadblock, or they were hacked to death on the roadblock.

"Throw the torch over and burn them to death!"

A man in white clothes was behind, yelling at the others. A fire burst in the crowd, but not among the elves. Gnaiya climbed over the barricade, and the flames spewed out following her roar, sweeping the crowd in front of them like a whip, burning people’s faces, torso and arms. . The smell of burning meat and painful screams began to fill the air, slowly rising amidst the surrounding noise and clamor.

"Witch! Elf witch!"

Another man waved an axe at her, and in the blink of an eye, the thug's axe stuck in his head. Zelin and Geralt, as well as Yarpan and Zoltan, as well as several elven war dancers from the Valley of Flowers, they wielded their weapons and slammed into the mob group who had not yet stepped into the trap. They used their weapons methodically, two-handed swords, battle axes, and two single-edged swords. The mob's charge could only stop in front of their thin line.

Several archers climbed up to the balcony on the second floor and shot at the mob crowded in the street. The human knight who came to help spontaneously found an iron-headed club from nowhere, and smashed the thugs who tried to climb over the roadblock from the side. There were also some non-human asylums hiding in the inn. They also ran out, armed with weapons obtained from the blacksmith, to defend here.

The mob hit them like a tide, but instead of retreating or being washed away to the ground, they kept pushing them back. Five or six thugs armed with swords, axes, and clubs attacked them, but lost their lives in the blink of an eye. There were more and more corpses on the ground, and many people began to subconsciously avoid the blades. They hid behind and wanted to throw stones and torches to attack, but the archers on the second floor balcony of the hotel accurately shot the mobs holding the torches. Their torches fell on the ground and turned into corpses before they were thrown out.

"Do I look like an elf?"

Gnaiya leaned against Zelin and picked up the ends of her hair that was blocking her eyes. The golden hair was stained with a lot of blood and became much dim.

"If necessary, they will say that any creature is an elf."

"This reminds me of the scene when I used to clean up the bandit camp." Gnaiya swung a sword and struck a mob holding a pitchfork, raised her foot and kicked him back into the crowd, knocking down another mob.

"We are cleaning up the robbers, but from a field camp to the streets of the city." Zelin looked up, he could feel the gaze from the cracks in the window, and many citizens hiding at home were secretly watching the battle on the street. . Demon hunters don't know where the planners recruited so many robbers, but the war has just passed, and there will never be a shortage of such people.

It didn't take long. When Zelin was still slashing, the mob suddenly disappeared in front of him like a moment of effort. The madness of the thugs and the thirst for blood and gold could no longer contend with the fear of death. The thugs who followed became the first ones to escape. Some angry elves and dwarves chased them over the roadblocks and beat them. Died in the streets and alleys, soon the second and third batches. The corpses scorched by the flame gave off a disgusting smell. Some thugs who fell on the ground were dragged into the roadblocks by angry non-humans. People Only their screams can be heard.

Many thugs dropped their weapons and fled to other places.

They thought they came here to slaughter non-human races and take away their property and gold. But the situation was far from what they expected. The slaughter and the slaughtered people turned upside down, and when they realized this, there were hundreds of corpses on the ground. The white-clothed man discovered this first. Before the mob had disintegrated, he quietly hid in the alley and began to take off his coat from a corpse, preparing to put on a new suit.

"I don't think you should just run away like this."

The sound coming from behind made him startled. Before he could turn his head to see who was behind him, he slammed on the back of his head and fell to the ground with a thump.

This is the end. The mobs were shrouded in fear of death. They had no leader, nor did they see any gold, only blood and corpses, so they began to flee, and the city guards who had hidden finally dared to intervene in the riot.

Before that, the soldiers had been very scared, and now there were enough deaths to scare the group of beasts mobilized by gold and provocative words. The soldiers rushed in, they rushed into the street, and their riding boots were on the ground. With banging sounds, the soldiers began to whip these mobs, knock them to the ground, disperse them, and arrest more people. The mob screamed and fled, but they were quickly hit by the guards with whips and spear handles. The guards who were rushed over fell to the ground.

Regarding the outcome of the Livia incident, some people hold the opposite view. How could this be spontaneous? This unpredictable outbreak was completed in just a few minutes at the market. There are trolleys on the street distributing weapons among the crowd. Where does the sudden outrage of this mob come from? During the massacre, none of the most prominent and active members of the local Livia knew them. In the days before the incident, they suddenly came here and disappeared after the riots ended.

Later, more and more people believed that this was a conspiracy, a conspiracy destroyed by many coincidences. A concert brought together many non-human beings, passing blacksmiths provided weapons, and good people passing by here, both humans and non-humans, were willing to provide help for the asylum seekers. Some scholars tried to interpret the incident in Livia. Some believed that it was related to the rise of Dole Bretanna, while others believed that it was because the alliance between the elves and the dwarves made humans feel dangerous, and the matter was brewing.

Until the end, a young, bold and eccentric lawyer came up with a conclusion. The real cause of this incident stems from the common characteristics of the local residents-ignorance, xenophobia, violence and the desire to use brutal behavior to solve problems.

Later, everyone grew up and stopped talking about it.

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ps: In fact, if you want to write the game version, it doesn’t matter if Geralt died in the massacre, because the production company has changed the ending of this paragraph.

The first thousand and thirty one chapter wind and frost and change

"Geralt, tell me what is going on?!"

The riot ceased. Almost two hundred people died in the entire riot. Due to organized self-defense actions, the number of non-human deaths was not high. This did not eventually evolve into a tragedy like the Van Geborg massacre. When the city guards rushed out to clean up the mess, some elves from Baihua Valley immediately took advantage of the chaos and left the city gate. They will not leave any evidence, but when they left, Zelin handed over the man Gnaiya caught in the alley by the way. The demon hunter believed that Francesca could make good use of this one. Matter.

The elves have not had an organization such as a country for hundreds of years, and now a hundred years later, they have established a new state institution. Although it is still far from the real kingdom, they are no longer unable to cope with the organizations and groups that secretly incited the massacre of non-human races.

During the riots, Ye Naifah and Xili and his party were rushing to Livia. They saw black smoke rising from the city of Livia on the way. Only after they arrived on horseback, the riot was over. If someone pays attention to it, they will find that this riot is like lightning across the sky, catching people by surprise, without warning, but it is really like lightning, flashing by, and ending as quickly as it started.

"I need time to explain."

"I have time to listen."

"It may be a long time."

"I'll get a bench."

Facing the indomitable Ye Naifah, Geralt sighed, "Let's go in and talk."

"Xili, you come with me." Ye Naifah beckoned to Xili, and then looked at the red-haired sorcerer who was standing aside and came here with them. "Triss, I think you should have other Do things."

"No, I think I only have one thing to do now." Triss responded unceremoniously

Xili laughed like a silver bell.

"I guess this will be a long speech and debate."

"Are they all colleagues of the elves?" Gnaiya asked Zelin as she polished the blade in her hand with a simple whetstone. Her big sword is now in the castle, and she rarely uses that weapon if it is not necessary. This oversized weapon is sometimes not as easy to use as two light blades.

"In a sense, they are indeed colleagues."

Based on what Francesca told him before, Zelin almost knew what was going on. Philippa hopes that Xili can become the lover of the heir to the Cowell Kingdom as a sorcerer, and then through some secret operations and conspiracies, Xili will become the power of the Cowell Kingdom. At the same time, Xili is also a woman. A member of the Warlock Assembly. At the meeting in the assembly hall, Hilli offered to come back and see Geralt once again, and asked Ye Naifah to accompany her. Francesca, Triss, Ada, Fringeira and Margarita voted in favor.

Gnaiya planned to get to know Xili, she had heard of this girl's name before, but she had never had a chance to meet her. Francesca hopes to delay or force Philippa to cancel this plan in secret. Philippa's plan is too radical, and the elves think these things should be more conservative.

But before that, Zelin found the knight who helped him.

"Knight Nathaniel?"

"You..." The knight with messy hair looked at the demon hunter. After a while, he remembered, "Are you the demon hunter in the floating port? Yes, I think of you. Glory, I listen. Say you solved the monster trouble in the floating port."

A knight who has a close relationship with the demon hunter in the floating port. They all planned to make some money in the floating port by resolving the ghost contract, but in the end, they were all dissuaded by other reasons.

The monster trouble in Floating Harbor was indeed solved, but it was not solved by the Demon Hunter, but the Dragonborn himself cleaned them up when he was familiar with the surroundings of the castle. By the way, she also brought the Demon Hunter's Foehn Bomb. The evil ghost’s lair to the ground was blown up, and it is said that she also received a sum of two hundred Oren from the mayor of Bennard Rolledo.

"It's been almost four years. I heard people say that you established an academy in the mountains. I'm not sure if it is you." The knight patted the dirt on his helmet. "It's nice to see you again. I'm leaving. There are more places where we need a knight who is willing to be a chivalrous man."

"You seem to have changed a person." Compared with the exaggeration and enthusiasm for honor four years ago, this ranger knight is much more stable. He doesn't know how much a person can be changed in four years, but sometimes, it may be. Make a person look like a different appearance.

"I have been outside for four years, and everyone will change." There are many traces of wind and frost on the knight's face. "But I think the most important part of myself has not changed. How about you?"

"I think I haven't changed." Zelin shook hands with him, "Take care."

In the end, Zelin recommended that he go to Towsonte, where the ranger knights defending the wasteland roads and fields should be willing to accept such a colleague. The ranger knight nodded nonchalantly to the demon hunter's proposal. Said that he will still wander in the north for a while to deal with the robbers who rob farms and immigrants from the south. After that, he may go to Tousent.

Not long after the knight left Livia, Dandrien escaped from the tavern like a refugee. As soon as the tavern door opened, some untimely noises were heard inside. Someone prepared a soundproof magic, and the action of opening the door made this magic appear a little flawed.

The door slammed shut behind Dandrien, shutting the noise in.

"Wait, my hat!"

The door was pushed open, and the feather cap turned in mid-air and fell at Dandrien's feet. Then it closes with a touch

"And my piano!"

The door opened again, and a lute was thrown out.