The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Yes, acquaintances, but not all acquaintances are friends."

The first thousand and ninety-four chapters new identity

"...I'm telling you, I don't care who the people who want to smash the place are, the one who comes will be hacked to death for me, don't a group of people in their 20s and 30s, they sound like more than ten-year-olds. Behave like a five-year-old baby. Don’t worry about things, I’ll settle things for you if something goes wrong."

The man in the yellow jacket turned his back to Zelin. He is almost 1.7 meters tall and weighs at least more than 200 kilograms. Of course, there are many such people, but this is not the key. The important thing is that he has such a body shape and that peculiar tone. It is estimated that there is only one in the world.

"...Last night I knew that seven people were trying to sneak into my place and do some damage. I don't care who the people behind those punks are. I want you to smash their heads like an apple. , I try to be simple and clear. I’m almost done for you. It’s best not to let me go there, understand? Sometimes I don’t know what my axe will slash with angrily."

A man lowered his head to listen to the lecture noticed the demon hunter walking around the flowerbed from behind. He seemed to find that the subordinate's gaze was not on him, but over his shoulder. The man in the yellow jacket turned around. He His leg has been injured in the past, so the action that made him turn around seemed a bit awkward.

Zelin frowned slightly, "If I am not mistaken, isn't this a famous name..."

"Isn't this my demon hunter friend? Sigi Luwen greets you, what brought you here." Dixcher, the spy boss smiled as if he had seen an old friend, Zelin must I have to admit that his acting skills are very good, at least deceived his subordinates.

"It's really interesting... Sigi Luwen, I thought you would never want to come here, or that I haven't heard from you for a while." Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly and smoothed. Performing with Dixcher’s acting skills, he heard the meaning of the other party’s words, at least don’t say his real name here

"I know one of the best pubs in Novigrad, Passiflora, when that happens we have to relive the past."

Dixcher---maybe he should be called Sigi Luwen by now---turned around and said to his subordinates, "Okay, this is one of my friends, one who can beat dozens of ordinary people at the same time The demon hunter, he once killed all the robbers on the whole mountain in one breath. Now, do your thing, don't let me find you messed up."

Those subordinates left without any promise. After they walked away, Zelin flicked the gray on his shoulder.

"Look at what I saw, Dixcher, the most famous spy leader in the world, but still comes to Novigrad incognito? I haven't heard anything about you for almost a year, many people Say you are dead."

"I have indeed died once, Demon Hunter. I'm stupid, but I'm not stupid yet, so my head stays on my shoulders for the time being. I guess Philiba must have released the news that I will retire for other reasons. Up?"

"Almost, but many people prefer you to be missing because of something."

"Disappeared? Good word. Philippa sent an assassin to assassinate me, because I found some of her and her female colleagues... little secrets that other people don't want to discover."

There were no people on the streets of Novigrad, and even one would not doubt that the two pedestrians on the side of the road would talk about important things. There are people traveling in twos and threes everywhere, not one more of them. Passiflora is located in the upper area. Dixcher calls it a tavern, maybe yes, but it is not only the most luxurious tavern in Novigrad, but also the most famous brothel here. Although the relationship between Zelin and Dixcher was not so good, he killed half of the Redania commandos in the Coup on Sinide Island. But now he is no longer a spy chief, and the demon hunter also wants to know what has happened this year.

However, before leaving, Zelin helped Amelia pay the registration fee, but it was for two people. Zelin was not worried that she would go alone, but Amelia insisted that she was borrowing from Zelin. The money for signing up will definitely be paid back when she wins the prize. Of course, even if she was not up yet, Zelin couldn't say anything.

"I thought you would become poor, but now it seems that you may be richer than when you were the spy leader." Zelin looked at this private room on the second floor, and there was a faint fragrance permeating it. He originally wanted to choose a normal place. You know, this time he didn't come to Novigrad alone, but Dixcher refused on the grounds of safety and secrecy, and offered him a treat.

"When I was in the court, I never figured out how to make money. Now that I don't have a public office, it doesn't matter how I make money."

"So you are now heading towards the gang of Novigrad? It's a dramatic change, and how can you believe that I won't be another partner of Philippa?"

"You and Philippa are not the same, nor are I the same. I am sure that the two of us can cooperate, but we will not become allies or affiliations."

"You really know yourself."

"This is the fine quality I cherish the most."

Dixcher is now using the money he has obtained from other places to run his own forces in Novigrad, and it seems to be fruitful and has offended a group of people.

"If you want to survive in this city, and if you want to live well, you have to be more ruthless than others. Do you know the bishop Chapei here? He used to be a fierce character, but now he has become So cowardly, relying on the reputation of the past, he can hold on for a while, I dare say that he will be driven away in less than three years."

"Then don't use my reputation to scare your subordinates." Zelin poured himself a glass of Towson's red wine. The soundproofing effect here is very good, and their conversation will never be heard, although the soundproofing of these rooms The original design of the effect should not be for these.

"Of course, I'm reminding you that I am Sigi Luwen, not Dixcher." The spy chief looked at the red wine in the glass in front of him, and he picked it up, but didn't drink it. "I saw you participating in a big gambling game today?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

"I'm very interested in big bets. Do we want to cooperate?"

Zelin raised his eyes slightly, then dropped again.

"You don't look like a gambler."

"Yes, my interest in the big game is not in gambling. There is a problem with this big game. The demon hunter is a trouble and an opportunity."

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"Your words really flatter me, Count Luwen. Let me think about it. This is an opportunity to make a fortune. To be precise, it is not just a fortune, but a time for your power to quickly gain a place in Novigrad. But now you not only kindly tell me, but you also kindly invite me to share in your plan. Let me guess. This is a golden opportunity for you, but you don’t have a perfect grasp. Come and grab it, if you can get another sword at this time, you will be sure, right?"

"I hope you can show less of your reasoning skills, it's boring."

"Sorry, but I guess I can't change this habit."

Zelin waved his hand. "I'm not interested in participating in these boring things anymore. I have no ties or disputes with Novigrad and the gangs here. What they want to do has nothing to do with me. I don't need to come to this muddy water. Wait until the big bet. It’s over, and I got the news of the plague, I should go. There are so many things to do in this world. Instead of staying in Novigrad, I’d rather travel to the east or the south. This kind of intrigue, fairy One coup on the island of Nied is enough."

It's a pity that he is not Francesca, if she is an elf, she should be very interested in leaving a little bit of her own power in Novigrad. But Zelin is not a politician, and the past coups involved in the turmoil of the whole world have exhausted his enthusiasm. He has experienced enough of the coup on Sinide Island, the rebellion of the nobles in the South, and the World War.

"Sometimes this kind of thing doesn't depend on you, demon hunter, the more you hate it, the more it will come to you." Dixcher said something quite philosophical. "There are too many people in Novigrad, and there are too many people who want to stand out in this competition and get a place in the city. Guilds, chambers of commerce, gangs and priests, but Novigrad is so big, if Everyone comes to share a glass, and you get too little."

Zelin didn't speak, he just tasted the wine in the glass gently.

"Listen, Demon Hunter, I put the rewards that I may give you here. Now the world is peaceful, right? Don't think that it is so simple, something is gathering secretly, the turmoil of this world is not over yet. Peace, maybe It's peace now, but those peace clauses are nothing more than a temporary truce for those who were frightened by Brenner's blood, including the small victory your elf lover won before signing the peace agreement. Also, you just said The plague?"

"You have your world, a spy, and I have my life. Plague Ship, do you think I came to Novigrad just to participate in a big game?"

The demon hunter picked up the wine glass and shook his head slightly.

"I can only say, good luck, Dixcher, I am here because there are more important things to do." Compared with Novigrad's distribution of benefits, the plague is obviously a more important thing. "Like you told your subordinates, let us be clear. I won’t hinder you, but I don’t want to join you either. Maybe it’s because I participated in the coup d’état in Sinide and made you forget that I was actually Just a demon hunter."

"You demon hunters always like these principles to prevaricate others. When the critical moment is reached, you will not stay out of the situation. I still remember how you told me at the party on Sinide Island." Dixcher raised his head. Drink all the wine in the glass. "Good luck, I wish you a lot of wins in the big game."

Zelin shook the glass lightly, and drank the rest of the red wine. Then he put the remaining bottle of Tocente red wine into the package at the back of the waist. "The only way to win is to accept it when you see it. I'm very happy to meet you, Sigi Luwen."

By the time the Demon Hunter left Passiflora, it was already noon. The sun is shining and there is no cloud in the sky. There are a lot more pedestrians on the street. The bards are playing lutes on the flowerbed square not far away. The two sides of the St. Gregory Bridge are already full of stalls, and the shade cloths on the stalls are continuous. , Forming a natural shade. The protesters were still gathering near the Temple Island, and the protesting crowd was much larger, almost blocking this street, and Zelin had to make a detour before returning to the hotel.

"Amelia?" Pushing the door of the inn, a scent of decaying wood came oncoming, this is the unique smell of the old inn. The hotel owner was listlessly wiping the dinner plate behind the counter. The transfer advertisement had already been hung at the entrance of the hotel, but no one had been interested in this old shop. "Gnaiya, are you awake?"

Looking left and right, Zelin walked up the stairs, returned to the room he was in, opened the door, just in time to see Gnaiya, who had just gotten up, sitting on the side of the bed, putting clothes on herself. Seeing the demon hunter who came back, the dragon descended for a moment in a daze.

The next moment, a straw pillow hit Zelin's face.

"Why don't you guys spend a day in a brothel!"

"Wait, Gnaiya, I..."

"I asked you to wake me up in the morning, but you threw me on the bed and ran to the brothel by yourself!" Another boot came over. "I am not as attractive to you as a whore?!" Then came the second boot. "Explain clearly to me, do you want to try the difference between my dragon roar and the fairy flame!?"

The dragonborn who had just woke up was obviously angry on his head, and as for who told her the news of Zelin's arrival in Passiflora, he knew who it was without thinking about it. It took a long time for Zelin to calm Gnaiya. During the period, he persuaded the innkeeper who had come up to see if someone wanted to demolish the house and told him that everything was fine here. But it was indeed Zelin's fault. He was just trying to figure out the purpose of Dixcher's appearance in Novigrad, and he forgot to ask Gneia to get up for breakfast in the morning.

Gnaiya showed an expression of disbelief, "You men here have to go to the brothel to talk about things?"

"It's a pub to me right now."

"Aren't we also a pub on the first floor here?"

"So the business here looks half-dead."

Gnaiya leaned over and stretched out a finger, "If you go to...the tavern in the future, I will go with you."