The Journey of the Demon Hunter

A man in linen clothes was standing on a bright red carpet. The dirty clothes looked out of place in this house.

"I didn't pay you to make you complain about difficulties."

"I know, I know. But..."

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a short creature wearing a green felt hat, a flower rabbit fur coat, and a hemp rope belt ran in.

"The quotation of iron ore on the exchange is three kronor and fifteen Cooper!" it screamed

"It's up again." The linen-clothed man said gleefully. The factory owner waved his hand irritably, indicating that the quote clerk could leave. "Believe me, my friend, Chapei has blocked the pier. Based on our frequent cooperation, I can send you a message for free. The news I got said that he is planning to block the second pier, or the plague. In the name of, people can only transport goods by land, and the price of iron ore flowing into here from Sidaris and southern Tamoria will rise, and the profits of your forging plant will be further compressed. As far as I know, the war After the end, the price of ironware has been falling."

"You want to blackmail me?"

"How dare I, we just use money to help people do things, and the exchange prices have nothing to do with me."

After a while. Another short quoter ran in. These fast-running goblins often travel between the exchange and the bank.

"The merchant Grover bought two hundred units of iron ore, and the price of iron ore is now three crowns and twenty-seven Cooper!"

"Aha! It's really bad. They're going to start hoarding raw materials. When the terminals are blocked, these prices will definitely skyrocket. It's really bad. Do you want to spend some money and ask someone to burn their warehouse? Oh. Yes, things like iron ore will not have any effect if the warehouse is burned. I need to introduce a few mice to you, steal something from their warehouse, or throw away a few dead dog corpses? There is reason to seal up their warehouse in the name of the plague."

The factory owner stood up suddenly, his puffed belly touched the table, and the vase on it shook several times. After pacing back and forth for a while, he raised his hand to wait for the man on the other side with a professional smile on his face and said, "I'll give you another 30 crowns. Go to those merchants who stock up on iron ore to find out. Did they collude with Chapei to suppress me. Also, buy some people to protest and tell them that you can get five crowns a day for protesting, and tomorrow I will see a hundred in front of the temple of Eternal Fire. A protester."

"Also include the price of disseminating the news? One hundred and thirty kronor is not enough."

The factory owner showed a heartbroken expression, "I will pay for the protest crowd. I will add another fifty crowns, which is the most. I want you to find out the news for me in three days."

At this time, another small creature ran into the room.

"The merchant Ebenezer wants to buy iron ingots for three crowns and fifty coopers."

"Is Ebenezer trying to take advantage of the fire?! No! Go to the exchange and say that you are not allowed to sell under four crowns!"

The quote clerk ran out. The factory owner sat down angrily. He took a bag of money from the table and threw it to the linen-clothed man. The man took it, opened it and looked inside, bowed to the factory owner, and stepped back out of the office.

The factory owner shook the bell on the desk, and after a while, a man in a tight jacket with a monocle on the bridge of his nose walked in. He bowed to the factory owner. "What's your order, sir."

"Arrange the carriage, I'm going to talk to the managers of other factories in the trade union, absolutely can't let Chapei go on like this! This **** bastard, he has messed up the market here! Also, tell me about the funding. Those congressmen, I will meet with them tomorrow."

The butler bowed again, his head about to touch the toe of the shoe.

"I will do it now."

The first thousand and ninety-one chapters of the secret sheke

When Zelin arrived in Novigrad, it was already afternoon.

The setting sun spreads yellowish golden light on the wheat fields outside the city and the walls that have become slightly old in the wind and sun. The city guard at the gate is urging the trucks blocking the gate to enter the city as soon as possible. The washerwoman outside the city was hanging her clean clothes on the clothes rail, and the clothes swayed neatly in the evening breeze.

In front of the leader's gate at the south gate of the city, Zelin could hardly see any signs of plague in the city. People are still coming and going, just like on the other side of the Ponta River. What happened to Willen and Sidaris is completely a story of another world. We can't see the kind of martial law of Vizima here. There are still countless foreigners every day. People come here, and countless people leave here and go all over the world. But the demon hunter knew that this was just a temporary prosperity.

The plague has sneaked into this place like a mouse in the shadows, and it may break out completely at any time. Not to mention, no one knows when that plague ship will appear on the sea not far from Novigrad.

"Go faster, go faster, don't stop!"

The demon hunter rode slowly, waiting patiently for the carriage in front to pass. The carriage was full of goods packed in wooden crates and moved slowly. No matter what the guards shouted, they could only enter the city like snails. Others seemed to be used to this a long time ago, and the soldiers seemed to know. His yelling didn't help much, he just stood on the side of the road and urged, while the crowd still moved forward slowly. The snail crawl lasted for more than ten minutes, until the first crossroad behind the city gate, the flow of people dispersed.

Novigrad seems to have not changed much in thousands of years. If we want to talk about changes, there are some, that is, there are more and more brothels, bazaars, and altars of eternal fire.

However, there are fewer and fewer people in front of the hotel, especially after many brothels have begun to function as inns and pubs. This kind of single hotel business has become more and more difficult to do. Some people say that this is the change brought about by competition. Although Zelin doesn't know whether this change is good or bad.

At the entrance of the hotel, Zelin happened to encounter Gnaiya and Amelia who had returned from outside.

"Hi, why are you here?"

"Because of something terrible. Are you staying in this hotel? I hope there are vacant rooms, let's go in and say."

"It doesn't matter, even if there is no room, you can sleep with me. The room and bed here are quite big." Gnaiya shrugged and walked into the hotel.

There are very few people in the hotel, and the city has never been divided into two time periods because of sunrise and sunset. Novigrad is as busy and lively as ever, whether it is day or night.

On the second floor of the hotel, Zelin talked about the current situation with Gnaiya and Amelia. The biggest difficulty he encounters now is how to warn the people here. The plague is never a trivial matter. Who would do such a major thing as a city blockade just because of the words of a demon hunter, not to mention that the vitality of Novigrad lies in its circulation and commercial activities.

"You should go directly to the manager of this city, warn him, and let him solve these things. Just like when I arrived in Xueman, I went directly to Lord Balgruuf. Plague, this thing is too dangerous. "

"It's not that simple, Gnaiya, this city has never belonged to a certain lord." Zelin did not stay here, although it is a good thing to see Dragonborn and Amelia first. The next thing in this city is somewhat psychologically prepared, but he has more important things to do.

Bibbfield, is a famous halfling businessman in this city. It stands to reason that Zelin can't have any intersection with it, but in fact, there is indeed none. But there is also a demon hunter who has a good relationship with it. Geralt helped Dante Biberfield almost seven years ago. To be precise, it was his brother who suddenly appeared seven years ago, Ze Lin didn't know if this could be useful, but he thought it was worth a try.

Rasty thought that the official channel could be used to let the Baron of Willen come forward, but it was too time-consuming, besides, in such a wealthy city, a baron could not represent much.

It took a lot of time to find Biberfield, almost at night, and the person at the door was convinced that Zelin was coming to him in an urgent matter, to be exact, his brother, not the person who came here to look for things. , It took a lot of talking.

People only know that this is a halfling from the Polygonum grassland, a member of the Bibbfield family, and was appointed by his cousin as his intermediary in Novigrad. But Zellin knew what he was, he was a shapeshifter, his name was Tariq Longrevenk Letot, and his short name was Penstock. And his friends called him————

"Dudu."

"Welcome, Demon Hunter, to be honest, the arrival of people like you scared me. That's right, but I also want to say welcome. Geralt's friend is my friend. Since the Livia incident, I have I haven't heard from him, how is he doing now? And I know you, Larry told me about you, he said you are a good person."

"I guess he should be spending every day happily now. I have been thinking about when he plans to have a wedding with Ye Naifah."

This house is located in the upper area. Unlike the shack-like houses in the Biz area, this house is large, warm and comfortable. There was no one else here, Du Du sat on the high chair, shaking his legs comfortably. Du Du now looks like a halfling with bulging cheeks and a bald head, wearing a pale green vest. Of course, the shapeshifters always have countless appearances, but they always have one of the most favored appearances. When they don’t change their bodies, they are more like human figures made up of a sticky liquid

"Wow, then I will definitely join in. Do you have anything? You tell my janitor that you have very important things."

"Yes, it's very important." Zelin roughly talked about the plague ship. After hearing the news, the relaxed look on Du Du's face was gradually replaced by surprise. He opened his brown eyes and hands. The cup inside was held in mid-air and forgot to put it down.

"The plague ship, this sounds like a ghost ship in a legend, is this true?"

"Even if there is a 10% possibility, I don't want to ignore it, let alone, this time the possibility is close to 100%."

"What do you need me to do?"

"I know... you have a way for me to meet Chapei. You and him are friends, right?"

In this city, the only force that can bypass the city council and so many noisy gangs and merchants is the Eternal Fire Church.

Chapter 1192 Another Way of Flame

It is estimated that no one would ever have guessed that Chape, the bishop of the Eternal Fire Church in Novigrad, was a shapeshifter, to be precise, since the death of the real Chape.

In the past, Chapei was synonymous with fear, the most powerful and dangerous person in this city. Everyone, even the council and the guilds, are afraid of him to death. The Church of Eternal Fire is entrenched in this free city, constantly seizing the power of the city in secret, like a spider lying on a spider web. Various inexplicable disappearances in the past, assassinations, false accusations and extortion, kidnapping cases that the city council did not dare to take over, forcing and bribery to city council members. The parliament passed one bill after another to expand the rights of the Eternal Fire in Novigrad, but all this was not until seven years ago.

Suddenly, Chapei became less aggressive. For all races, whether they were elves, dwarves, halflings, or other races, they were no longer so persecuted, no more non-human taxes were levied, and no more temple guards. To harass them, and even allow other faiths to enter the city, as long as they don’t do things that blaspheme the eternal fire. People say that it must have been a cerebral thrombosis seven years ago, which changed his brain's appearance, or caused his brain to suddenly open up.

But in any case, Novigrad has indeed prospered under the management of eternal fire over the years, and almost one-third of the inhabitants of the city are non-human. Francesca once complained to Zelin by accident that her people who lived in Novigrad were unwilling to return to the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and few people cared about this emerging kingdom of elves. They lived among humans and humans. Neighbors work together, and sometimes they may not look much different from humans except for having long ears and a slender figure.

However, the price is that some people are no longer so afraid of Chapei and Eternal Fire.