The Journey of the Demon Hunter

They interrogated Lucius secretly, but they didn't get the answer, just another mystery. The elders, who can command the leader of the seeker and corrupt the Knights Templar, or who is a certain creature? Perhaps the black shadow they saw in the Holy Ash Temple was the ancient one, if the purpose of the ancients was to control the Knights Templar and prevent the Peace Conference from allowing the Holy Law War to continue. This made Zelin think of a possibility---then, on the side of the mage, is there also the influence of the elders? It is not only the Templars who are crazy about this war, but also many radical mages.

"When shall we meet those mages?"

There are a lot of people in the tavern, and it has become the only recreation place for the soldiers of the Judgment Order. However, as the size of the Judgment Order grows, it is estimated that this village and town may soon become overcrowded. Cassandra has begun to revise the temporary camps that previously fought the demons in the ruins of the Holy Ash Temple to make them new camps. However, the Judgment Order also had a garrison in the Hinterlands during this period. Before this army expanded to a certain extent, Zelin didn't have to worry about waiting for him to come to the tavern again, and found that there was no place to stay here.

"Laviland plan is seven days from now."

After the song was over, the people in the tavern applauded. Warrick and Zelin are also clapping their hands. "A batch of horses have been sent outside in the past two days. They plan to go to Red Cliff after handling these things. Hey, by the way, will you go to Red Cliff with us? After all, you've already been there once."

"Uh, I originally planned to investigate the affairs of the ancients." Zelin opened his hands. "I think it's just a simple meeting. There shouldn't be any trouble, right? Did Hawke give you any news? "

"She didn't find the trace of the guardian of the gray robe. The guardians of Oles disappeared, but she found the clue left by the guardians." Warrick lowered his voice. "In the guardian's past stronghold, Some of the destroyed letters were not taken away. Judging from the language of the letters, they... they look very anxious."

Marianne Hawke has been looking for the guardian's traces this month, and she has traveled many places in Oles. After all, as the largest human empire other than the Emperor Devant, many guardians were an Oles before they accepted the ceremony of joining the alliance and became gray robes. Conscripted in Rice's army. The gray-robed guardians of Oles are the largest organization of guardians besides their headquarters, spread all over Oles.

"They all disappeared and left in a hurry. Except for the dry tide ten years ago, I haven't seen anything like this." Varrick tightened his face. After we have settled it, the gray guardians have begun to disappear in groups again, and they are not even willing to leave any news. I know they have to keep their secrets, but this is not like their style of acting. Once there is any major event in the past If it happens, the guardians will warn the world in advance, and they will never keep it secret."

"Unless this matter will cause panic and chaos in the world once it is announced?"

"Ha! We just experienced a dry tide ten years ago, and killed the great demon in Draken Fortress, even if we tell people that another dry tide is coming, I don't think it will cause a huge panic." Rick waved his hand, "Besides the dry tide, what other disaster can affect the entire world?"

"For example, the crack in the sky above our heads? Will the guardian's movement have something to do with the ancients?" Zelin asked casually, looking at other places. The bard began to chant in a low voice from the chant of light, "The guardians of the gray robe found the ancient one, so they began to assemble and prepare to deal with this enemy."

"Guardians deal with the dark descendants. The dark descendants are the dark descendants. You can divide them into screamers, dwarves, demons, and ogres, but the elders? I never knew any dark descendants would be affected. Called the elders. Will Lucius obey the orders of a group of Darkborn?" Varrick seemed to be amused by his own guess. "The Darkborn is a crazy mixture. They will only gather when the big demon appears. Together, attack the creatures on the surface with the big devil. It is better to say that they are wise than that pigs and rabbits have human feelings."

"Do you hate pigs and rabbits, Varrick?" Suddenly, another person squeezed in, sat beside Zelin, and squeezed Varrick against the other side of the wooden bench, almost causing the dwarf to fall. Leliana leaned forward slightly, her hands tense together, and turned her head to look at Varrick on the side.

The corner of the spy nun's mouth evokes a dangerous arc. "Do you have any opinion on people who like pigs and rabbits?"

"Of course not, ma'am." Varrick waved his hand quickly. "The boots you wear today are beautiful."

"Well, this is made of Venero goatskin, the Oles style a year ago." The nun lowered her head and looked at the light brown leather boots. "I always think that the heel of this kind of boots should be lower. It is conducive to walking on rugged ground, and the footsteps are more stable when fighting. Although such a design will greatly reduce the value of artistry."

"Not everyone who buys boots needs to go to the battlefield or fight all kinds of enemies." Zelin shrugged, which moved Leliana's eyes to the demon hunter's griffin leather boots.

"What kind of leather is this? I have never seen such a material."

"Something that can breathe fire and fly." Zelin said casually. "I killed that monster and made a good boot from its leather."

"Yalong?"

"You can think of it this way, I don't know how to describe it." Zelin didn't want to continue on the description of monsters in his own world. He hadn't heard of such creatures as gliding lizards in this world. "But it's really durable. But I think you are here not to talk about boots, right?"

"Of course, I'm here to tell you that before Lavilland goes to Redcliffe, we hope you can investigate the situation." Leliana looked at the bard who was playing the hymn. "The time is advanced, I hope you will be tomorrow morning Just set off, you better prepare as soon as possible."

"What's going on?" The demon hunter looked strangely at the Nightingale Sister, who was still looking at the bard, and could not see any clues on her face. "What happened?"

"Defantes, our scouts in Red Cliff reported that a group of wizards of Derfent entered Red Cliffs yesterday. This shouldn’t be possible. It stands to reason that we have already discussed the meeting with Archmage Fiona. Why are they still? Will you welcome a group of mages from Derfant into the Red Cliff?" Lelianna frowned slightly, she knew exactly where she was, and the voice was just enough for Zelin and Warrick to hear "The situation has changed." , We must leave early. Master Daniel sent a few wildebeests to leave tomorrow morning and arrive at the camp in the Hinterlands that evening."

"Do you think Fiona will break the contract? Just after inviting us to Redcliffe a few days ago?"

Zelin felt a little unbelievable.

"That's why I call it an abnormal situation." Leliana looked deeply at the demon hunter. "You came from Defanter. I think you should go to deal with the Defanter."

"You don't think they would think that we are from the same country, they will cooperate with us or sit down and negotiate?" Zelin asked jokingly. People from the Archon’s family, I’m afraid they have nothing to say."

"Do you have any questions about the assigned task, Devant?" Sister Nightingale smiled as she always did, but it was not a kind smile.

"Well, if it's a guard, of course I'm fine." Zelin sighed lightly. If you really want him to deal with the Dervants, it would be easier for him to deal with the Oles or the Fereldens, at least he has been to these two places.

Leliana's frowning brows softened, and she stood up, her clasped nun robes clinking "Very well, I hope you can be prepared before you leave tomorrow morning."

"No problem, I will."

After Lelianna left, both Zellin and Varrick breathed a sigh of relief.

"You have known her longer than me. Has she always been like this?" the demon hunter asked Varrick. "She feels like everyone owes her money."

"I don't know much." Varrick rubbed the tip of his nose. "I ask you, what would she think if a friend whom a young girl admired suddenly ran away with the woman she hated the most? And then she learned that they were already I've been in bed, and there are kids?"

Zelin coughed slightly, "But as far as I know Leliana is almost forty years old, is this the lace news you heard from there?"

"Sometimes the psychological impact lasts for decades." Warrick took a sip from the side of the cup. "I manage the family's news network, so I can hear some news at all, and let alone I said it. I don’t want to disappear somehow."

"I'll assume that I haven't heard anything." The bard in the tavern began to sing a song that the demon hunter didn't know the name of, "I'm here to listen."

"Yes, we are all. Cheers to this wonderful singing voice."

"Cheers."

The first thousand and seven chapters of Cole's melancholy

The demon hunters don’t want to participate in the affairs between these mages. What else can the Derfant mages have when they go to Red Bluffs? They just want to recruit the apostate mages to join them. Cassandra said that the Defant Empire has more than one time. Absorb the apostate mage to join them. But Fiona has already seen the hope of peace talks, and the Judgment Order will support them. She doesn't need to risk joining Devant's mage team.

He now wants to investigate the matter of the ancients immediately. He has found the clues and there is no need to waste time. Maybe just go to Hongya to ask about the situation, it won't be long. Warrick told Marian Hawke's contact address to the Demon Hunter. After leaving Red Cliff, he could immediately go to Oles to get in touch with the Guardian, and go to the Guardian to investigate the traces of the ancients. .

However, Master Daniel sent them a group of strange horses, which looked like unicorns, but the whole body was **** black. The horse was tall and strong, and it ran very fast. This was found by the Judicial Order in the desert southwest of Oles. To Zelin, this was another strange mount besides the skeleton horse.

"You feel anxious and anxious, and your heart is in turmoil."

Just as Zelin was standing by the stables while tidying up his harness, a familiar voice suddenly came into his ears. Zelin turned around, only to see Cole appeared next to him, sitting on the wooden bench by the stable. As usual, haunted.

"Cole? Why are you here?" Zelin closed his saddle bag and turned around. "I heard them say that you appeared in the Val Imperial City and then disappeared. What's the matter?"

"I've always been here, following you. They allowed me to join the Judgment Order. I should join. They can help more people. That's right." Cole's tone was still so hasty. He jumped off the bench and stood up straight. "You feel a little nervous, why?"

"Are you now from helping the Templars to helping me?" Zelin shook his head lightly. "Facing unknown threats, it's good to stay nervous. This can raise your vigilance so that you won't suffer. I was caught off guard during the attack."

"That enemy worries you? Very worried. I can't wait to find him and figure out his identity. It poses a threat to you." Cole opened his protruding eyes, and Zelin couldn't help wondering whether he could rely on it. See people's emotions and pain with both eyes.

"It worries me, but I am not for me." Zelin walked past Cole, walked into the stable, and lifted the two swords he had placed in it. "It threatens my friends and I cherish the most. If it’s against me, I’m not worried at all. Let it come, and I will sign with it to see who is the threat.”

The demon hunter carried the sword to the horse and hung the sword under the saddle bags on both sides.

"So, have you joined the Judgment Order?"

"I join, I can help more people." Cole's behavior is strange. He has been trying to help everyone who can help. Demon hunters have never seen anything like this. Zelin will help people. When he passes by or meets someone who needs help, he is willing to lend a helping hand. But Cole is looking for people who need help everywhere, and does not seek any return, as if he lives to provide help to others.

"Some people don't want me to join, Cassandra, Cullen, I don't understand why." Cole was a little lost. "Lavilan believes me, she is dazzling."

"Because people don't like incomprehensible things, Cole." Zelin turned around. "I have something to ask you, too."

"What?"

"Why the seeker Eberle doesn't know your existence at all?" The demon hunter asked the doubt he had hidden in his heart. "Did you lie, or was he unconscious because of his injuries? Or was it mine? Problems with ears?"

"When I saw him, he asked me for help. I helped him and then made him forget me." Cole lowered his head. "If he remembers it, it will make him confused and doubtful. It is best for people to forget me. As a result, their lives will be better, and if they know that someone inexplicable has come out to help them, they will feel suspicious, which is not good."