The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"It's an old Nilfgaard-style cargo ship, a brig. The hull tends to dark gray all day, the sails are white, and there are many brown patches on it. The name of the ship is Carter. Leona, the name is painted on the left side of the ship with white paint.” The demon hunter recalled the appearance of the plague ship he saw in the vision of the fairy in the lake, and slowly described what he saw to the dreamer To everything. The two wizards listened silently. Kelin sometimes asked some special questions, such as what the ship looked like, what was the first impression it gave Zelin, and sometimes asked something that seemed unrelated to it. Things, such as whether Zelin had the experience of taking a boat, and how did he feel when taking a boat.

Ke Lin asked about a dozen questions, and waited for the demon hunter to answer the last question---when was the last time he saw the ship---the dreamer sighed lightly.

"Okay, we can start."

"Enough?"

"Yes, it's enough. Now, lie on the bed and see what I can make you dream of." Kelin sat on the edge of the bed and said solemnly to Zelin, "You must relax, open your heart, don't have any Concerns."

Dole Gare added, "Don't worry, we will be watching here. If something goes wrong, we will wake you up directly with spiritual magic."

"I have experienced enough horror, not bad this time."

Zelin snorted softly. Under the gaze of the dreamer, he lay flat on the bed and closed his eyes. A drowsiness came quickly, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if he had been running for several days at night. Did not sleep. Almost in the blink of an eye, his consciousness sank into the darkness.

He closed his eyes.

Then opened his eyes.

A refreshing fragrance poured into the lungs.

A bald man with a mustache shook his shoulder, "Don't doze off, the boss has already told you what to do. You go to the bottom of the boat, and remember to come back quickly when the task is completed, so as not to attract anyone's attention."

Zelin looked at the man in front of him for unknown reasons, when he noticed that his body moved involuntarily.

"I understand."

It was a low voice. The owner of the voice certainly didn't speak often, and the voice seemed a bit hoarse. There was the sound of waves and the croaking of seagulls outside. He rubbed the tip of his nose and walked into the cabin.

Zelin was observing everything in front of him through these eyes. He was in a ship. This ship looked no different from other ships. He didn't understand why Kelin's dream brought him here. But since this is the dream of the dreamer, it means that this is something that has already happened. Even if it was only a few minutes ago.

Soon, he realized what kind of ship it was.

With a flash of light from the corner of her eyes, Amelia was sitting at the gaming table and confidently threw the last card out of her hand. Gneia was standing behind her, watching the crowd around her with a vigilant look. , Kept his hand not far from the hilt, always ready to parry the dagger stabbed from the dark. There are a lot of people at other gambling tables, but their attention is obviously not on the gambling game.

The man was walking around the inner hall of the ship. He walked through the shadows that were hard to reach by candlelight, acting like a passing servant. Soon, he walked through the hall. According to Zelin's feeling, he seemed to have walked to a cabin at the rear of the ship. There were some longboard boxes and sundries piled in it, which can be seen through the opened boxes, and they were stored inside. Some sealed wine. The man looked around and made sure that no one noticed this side, he quickly closed the door, and then stacked the nearby boxes together. Stepping on the box just allowed him to reach the top of the cabin.

Then, he took out a tool that Zelin hadn't seen before. It was like some kind of magic prop, because he could see a spar shining with faint blue light inlaid on it. The man put the tool on the top wooden board, and soon, a dazzling fire came out of the tool, and he began to neatly cut the upper wooden board. Before long, a circular hole appeared on the wooden board on the top of the man's head.

Do thieves now know how to use magic items? Zelin thought in his heart.

As soon as he thought about it, the man took the cut plank off, grabbed the edge of the cut and climbed into the upper cabin.

The upper cabin is decorated with magnificence. Even if there is a circle of black holes on the red carpet, no one will question its value. This is a carpet woven from the most expensive Opheel silk, hanging on the wall nearby. Oil paintings depicting the ocean and ships. There is a chart in the deepest part of the cabin. There is no doubt that this is the captain's room.

"Within thirty minutes, find the trade book and contract." The man whispered to himself. "I should have stolen some gold easily. No one of them will notice what is missing."

The door of the captain's room was locked, and the thief quickly walked to the tabletop of the captain's room, opened the drawer and started rummaging through the contents. Suddenly, he noticed something, then bent down and picked up a golden teapot and several golden cups from under the table.

"Serekania's crafts, a set of tea sets, can sell at least one kilogram of lang on the market." In his low voice, he brought a greed, and the man put the teapot on the table, ready to bend down and continue searching. More things.

But the next moment, the teapot on the table shook slightly, and a thick black liquid began to flow out of the spout of the teapot, like pitch dripping slowly.

"Eternal fire! What is this!"

The man was startled by the scene in front of him. He subconsciously threw the teapot in his hand. The teapot hit the oil painting on the wall. The oil painting and the teapot fell to the ground together with a harsh sound.

But the liquid that flowed out did not disappear. Instead, it flowed faster from the opened lid of the teapot and spread along the floor.

It's not just the inexplicable black liquid that spreads.

And the fear that hits the bottom of my heart.

The room seemed to become distorted. There were a lot of candles in the room, which seemed extremely bright, but among the traces of shadows, under the table, behind the paintings, and under the carpet, there seemed to be countless monsters hidden.

The thief screamed, he ran out and knocked over the chair. He threw himself on the door, but the door did not move. At this time he remembered that it was precisely because there was no one in the captain's room that he came here to steal things.

The light suddenly dimmed.

The candle on the table went out, and the shadows enveloped most of the room for a moment.

His gaze became horrified, and he immediately locked his gaze to the hole where he came in. He was wise not to look for anything else, but ran towards the entrance of the cave. Zelin could clearly hear the rapid breathing and heartbeat. The next moment, his vision suddenly dropped, and the man tripped to the ground and fell to the ground all of a sudden, his feet entangled with something. The demon hunter could almost feel the fear in his body, as well as the unknown stickiness.

He turned his head slowly.

Then he woke up.

There was a thunderstorm outside the window, and the downpour came as scheduled. I don't know when outside, it was already overcast.

Zelin sat up all of a sudden, the fear of the man in the dream still remained on him and had not dissipated. He took a few deep breaths, his forehead was already covered with drops of sweat.

"Are you okay? What did you see?"

Ke Lin lifted her head from the yellowed page. She put down the book and walked over two steps. She knelt down on the bed and held Zelin's shoulder. The demon hunter rubbed her eyes, and the dreamer's concerned face gradually became clear.

He did not speak, but gently pushed Ke Lin away and looked up at the two wizards standing on the other side. Kaduin and Dole Gare's faces were pale, they had seen everything inside through magic.

Another flash of lightning flashed across the clouded sky.

The cold wind blew into the shutters, and the candles in the house swayed slightly. Zelin raised his head and just saw the mirror on the opposite side of the bed. He saw his forehead covered with cold sweat and the last scene he saw in his dream.

Skeleton heads covered with flying insects.

Dole Gare exhaled, as if he had been holding his breath subconsciously just now, the shock was so great that he almost forgot to breathe. "This is really...is this real."

"What did you see?" Kelin asked strangely, and Dolgaly and Kaduin looked at each other. So the dreamer looked at the demon hunter with questioning eyes.

"That ship..." The demon hunter gasped. "That ship has always been outside the dock!"

The first thousand two hundred and eleven chapters downpour

The sudden weather caught everyone by surprise.

The pouring rain drove everyone away from the street, hurriedly under the eaves and in the porch. The stall owner hurriedly covered his stall with oil sails, cursing the loss caused by the sudden rainstorm. The rain is so heavy that people can hardly open their eyes in the rain. The white water vapour envelopes Novigrad. The attics and houses of the city are like falling into the clouds, looking like dreams. In the blink of an eye, the city is Soaked in water.

"What's wrong outside?"

Gnaiya narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the gate of the cruise ship hall. The ship was huge, much larger than expected, and could accommodate more than five hundred people. This cruise ship must be designed separately. There are only a few cabins for sailors and servants. The rest is this huge meeting hall. Even if dozens of tourists and twice the number of guards walk in here, they will not It looks crowded and noisy. There are many members of the underground gangs and chambers of commerce here, and they all have a tacit understanding of dividing the place, keeping a certain distance from other people. Some people have shown malicious intent to the incompatible guests. More It is a scrutiny and curious vision. Perhaps only Amelia is immersed in the entertainment of the cards, and the Dragonborn can only hope that Bishop Aries still knows it.

"It's raining outside." Amelia stretched out and walked down from her position. There is no card-playing atmosphere here. Two hours have passed before she met two opponents. But it seemed that she also knew that she was not here just to play cards.

"I hate rain." She rubbed her shoulders, showing a helpless expression. "When it rains, my shoulders feel uncomfortable, as do my fingers." Amelia stretched out her hand, and her knuckles became a little red and swollen. Fortunately, no one here wants to fight her seriously, and she can't use her little skills for the time being.

Then Gnaiya found that not only the fingers, but Amelia's eyes were also a little red, and the joints such as elbows were also not very good.

"What's the matter?"

"I found out when I first came to this world. You know my past situation. I guess the parasites may have destroyed part of my body before they were killed. Hot water is good, I hate cold and dampness."