The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Ferrerdon’s land is vast and sparsely populated. It is full of endless plains and hills. Scattered houses are dotted among the scrolls of grass, loess and rocks. From time to time, he will see one or two on both sides of the King’s Avenue. In this village, the domestic hunting dog is lying lazily at the entrance of the village. Only when a stranger is passing by, will he raise his head and stare at the outsider and howl until the horse walks away and is lying on the ground again, basking in the sun .

On the morning of the fourth day, about fifteen days after he received this letter, Zelin arrived near Olxwing Castle, where there were already scouts dressed in Tribunal Order costumes waiting.

"I'm Scout Harding, and Ms. Lelianna ordered me to gather information here."

A dwarf female stood facing the report from the demon hunter. This is very surprising. According to Warrick, dwarves traditionally cannot leave the underground, and they have long been accustomed to living in underground cities. Unless they have special tasks, among the seven classes of the dwarf kingdom,'Look up Sky people will lose their social and class status. So after coming here, Harding was the second dwarf that the Demon Hunter saw besides Warrick.

"Thank you, did you find anything?" Zelin got off his horse and tied the horse in the woods by the roadside down the mountain. Looking up from below, you can indeed see a corner of a castle hidden in the dense forest of the foothills. The top corner of the tower is already broken. If you get closer, Zelin believes that he can see the wooden structure inside the castle. This shows that Marian Hawke’s news is correct. The castle has been abandoned for a while, otherwise the place that would cause rain leaks or even allow thieves to sneak in will not be repaired.

"We conducted reconnaissance here last night. Some time ago, a group of heavily armed soldiers occupied this castle."

"Occupy the castle?" Zelin raised his eyebrows and took the report from Harding. The above shows that based on the nearby situation, the group of armed soldiers should have been stationed here for almost two months, because a convoy carrying materials entered the barren mountain last night, and according to the estimation of the scouts, the material in the convoy There is enough food for a force of hundreds of people for two to three months.

"Two days ago, we inquired about the size of the castle in the past. It could be stationed with a force of more than two hundred people. Excluding the damaged part of the castle, we speculated that there should be a hundred people in it. And this castle is half a month old. Earlier, many heavily armed knights came here, but according to witnesses on the nearby highway, these knights did not dress like the Knights Templar."

"Sure it's not the robber who takes the mountain as the king?"

"It's impossible." Harding shook his head. "It's very close to Dunlim, the capital of Ferreldon. The armed men occupying this abandoned castle did not rob pedestrians on the avenue, or harass the passing business travelers and nearby villages. But. They can still get supplies, so we speculate that this is probably an organization we don’t know, at least they have a wealthy sponsor."

"I see." Zelin nodded. "Have you seen anyone else nearby?"

The letter said that he hoped Zelin would come to this castle and said that someone here needs help. Now it seems that this letter is not a boring joke. Some changes have indeed occurred in Olxwing Castle. A castle that has been abandoned for almost ten years is suddenly occupied by a group of armed forces of unknown origin, but it can be determined that they are not robbers. No matter how you look at it, this is a bad omen.

"We searched the forest under the castle, but we didn't see anyone or the camp." Scout Harding shook his head. "Maybe, the person you want to see has already left."

Zelin tightened his mouth and thought about it.

"Thank you for your scouting, but I still have to go in and take a look."

No matter where the person who sent him this letter is, there must be some valuable clues in Olxwing Castle. A group of weapons personnel who suddenly appeared but no one knew about occupied this place, and considering the letter Zelin received a few days ago, he couldn't ignore such an important clue. More importantly, he must solve the monster before someone threatens his castle and college through the portal.

"Are you sure? Go alone to the castle where one or two hundred people may be stationed? You can't even destroy their gates." Harding discouraged. "You can wait a few days. Mrs. Joseph said she could contact Ferrell. The security captain in Dunlim, the capital, may be willing to help deal with these people."

"But how do you get in?"

"We have been delayed for a while, and can't be delayed anymore." Zelin raised his head and looked at the sunset that was falling into the mountain. "At night, do you see the gap over there? Since they don't know to mend it, it is for The way I set aside."

"It's at least ten meters high there, maybe even higher."

"Don't worry, it's not a problem." Zelin retracted his gaze and said to the scouts. "You camp here at night. No matter what sounds are made in the castle, don't act rashly. I will come to join you when the things inside are over. ."

Chapter One Thousand and 92 Writers

As night fell, Keroswin was shrouded in a quiet moonlight.

Through the lush branches, Zelin could see that two torches were lit on the left and right sides of the castle door, and candlelight was also lit on the windows of the castle. These people who occupied the castle did not intend to hide their traces. People walking by the window can be seen. Judging from the shadows, these people are not lowly vigilant, and they wear neat armor at all times. Harding's reconnaissance is very good. If these people are not robbers, they must have a good funding and source to purchase such equipment and materials.

The main gate of the castle lowered the chain gate at night. Zelin couldn't break the heavy metal gate, but he could see the castle courtyard through the gap of the fence gate. The castle was abandoned for so long that the main castle building was covered with creepers and vines, making the main castle building look like it was in a green shadow. On the left side of the castle is a long room with a necklace from the main building, which is about three stories high, and on the right is a stable made of wooden boards with several horses. An armored breeder is carrying hay and distributing forage in the stables. Before anyone notices the situation in front of the door, the demon hunter collects the appearance of the castle and the possible passage routes inside.

Zelin looked back and forth on the edge of the castle's outer wall, and soon he found a suitable entry point. Rather than going directly through the gate, he wanted to sneak in and see what the people in the castle were doing.

The exterior wall in disrepair provided him with enough climbing points, and these raised stones can be used to take advantage of the strength to land. He first stood on the tree canopy by the outer wall, then jumped to the wall, grasping the hollow of the stone and the crack in the wall, and within a few strokes, he climbed to the edge of a window.

"How many people came today?"

"Two, one look of business affairs."

"I hope they will be so energetic in the future."

Grasping the edge of the window with both hands, Zelin listened to the guards on patrol walking through the corridor by the window. They seemed to be talking, but their voices quickly disappeared at the other end of the corridor. Sticking out his head and looking left and right, after confirming that there were no footsteps coming from the corners on both sides of the corridor, the demon hunter pulled himself onto the window sill with both hands.

Landing steadily on the old slate ground, Zelin held his breath and quickly looked at the surrounding environment. This is a stone corridor that has been temporarily repaired. A torch is fixed every fifteen meters on the wall on the inner side of the corridor to provide a dim firelight for the long and narrow corridor. A flag hung on the wall between the torches. The brand new flag was tattooed with a strange sign, which was a sun in flames. The flag is brand new, which means that the flag was hung after these armed men occupied the place. It's a pity that Zelin doesn't understand the heraldic signs of this world, and can't get clues from them.

"Kel Oswin..." Zelin moved his wrists, lowered his body's center of gravity, controlled the sound of footsteps as much as possible, and followed in the direction where the two soldiers had walked past.

"One person who came today almost killed several people. Fortunately, we subdued him and put him in an underground jail. The leader said that we would deal with them as soon as possible. We won't need to hide in this castle soon."

"How many do they have left?"

"There is a lot left, but the leader said that they won't live long."

Zelin cautiously followed the two patrolling soldiers. Because it was night, the number of soldiers in the castle was much less than the demon hunter expected. He and the two soldiers patrolling in front kept a safe distance where they could hear their conversations but would not be discovered by them. Thanks to the changes brought about by the trial of the grass, he could clearly hear the not-so-loud conversations between the two soldiers.

"Will there be any more in the future?"

"No, there are not many of them. By the way, one person died in prison last night, was killed by someone, and someone had his throat cut. You just came here today, I have to tell you , Be careful when patrolling, this castle has been abandoned for a long time, there is something wrong here."

"I know, I know."

They didn't go far, and when they got down a step leading up, the two soldiers suddenly stopped. Upon seeing this, Zelin turned over and hid behind the wooden crates and wooden barrels covered with canvas in the corner of the corridor.

"Hi, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I just finished feeding some of the horses in the stable with fodder, and the wheels of the carriage. One of the carriage wheels was knocked on the road." A soldier carrying a straw bucket came down from the steps. "I just put Put things in the backyard of the castle."

"May the truth guide you, friend." The two soldiers saluted the soldier carrying the empty wooden barrel. "Did you see something wrong on the road?"

"No, I just want to go to sleep right now." The soldier carrying the empty bucket shook his head and replied to the other two colleagues, "Good luck to you."

After all, the soldier carrying the wooden barrel passed by the patrol, just to the place where the demon hunter was hiding. Zelin glanced at the soldiers who had already walked up the steps through the gaps in the canvas, and took a deep breath. The moment the soldier carrying the wooden barrel passed by, he suddenly stretched out his hand from the hiding place, one hand wrapped the opponent's neck, and before he could make a call for help, he covered the opponent's with the other hand. Mouth, pulling him into the pile of debris.

There were some faint voices at the beginning, and calmness was quickly restored.

After a few seconds, Zelin jumped out of the debris pile. He was going to pick up the wooden barrel that the soldier had just dropped on the ground and stuff it into the debris pile.

But in this matter, he suddenly discovered that the barrel that had just fallen on the ground had disappeared.

"You have lost something."

Suddenly, a cold and rapid tone came from behind the demon hunter.

He turned around abruptly, and the ebony blade was already in his hands in the gap of the turn. In less than a second, the blade was placed on the neck of the person behind him.

"A little omission, surprised. Fight, you are thinking about countermeasures, fight or retreat."

A boy who looked about seventeen years old with big eyes stood behind him. He was wearing a simple cloth that can be seen in any village in Ferrerdon, with a top that looked a little too big. The visor, when he lowered his head slightly, the brim of the hat almost covered his entire face.

"Doubt, you doubt who I am. Yes, who am I." The boy walked back and forth two times holding the barrel, not caring that Zelin nearly hit him in the neck just now.

After turning around two more times, the boy raised his face. At this time, the demon hunter noticed that his eyes were more like eyeballs protruding after the death of a corpse than a pair of big eyes.

"Yes, who am I. I'm Cole, Cole. I..." The boy pointed to himself and then to Zelin. "I wrote you that letter."

The first thousand and ninety-three chapters ghost Cole

The castle is very quiet, and the corridors are like a dreadful labyrinth under the faint light of fire.