The Journey of the Demon Hunter

This is indeed a big bet. It is all about the participants, and the winner is Novigrad's dominance.

Unfortunately, gambling has never been a winner.

"I am the champion!"

Amelia said triumphantly holding her champion badge.

Chapei did not publicize the plague ship. For ordinary people, this big bet had an accident. The ship caught fire and many people were killed. Only a few people escaped, such as Dixcher, and he proved to the city council. What happened there was purely an accident, and he took the opportunity to swallow a large area. When Zelin saw him again the day before yesterday, he was buying a very good place and planning to build a bathhouse there.

As a result, relying on the big bet champion badge he found on board, Amelia succeeded in becoming the champion of the most tortuous and disastrous big bet this year.

Of course, Amelia didn't feel much, but the day after she was declared the champion, she took the badge to Zelin.

"Give me your best northern deck. I need the best and most complete set of cards. After I defeat all the challengers in the North, I will prepare to go to the South and kill the remaining enemies. "

Zelin was packing his things and preparing to leave. He lifted his head from the neatly arranged herbs and glass bottles, looked at the triumphant Aries Bishop who was standing at the door, and then lowered his head again.

"When you can win everyone without cheating, come find me again."

He was squatting on the ground. There were many sorted herbs on the ground, and there were more unsorted piles of herbs mixed together. The demon hunter was busy picking out the same herbs at this time. He was packing up his things. The wizard had left and returned to Class Ad Academy with the residue left by the plague demon spirit after his death. They wanted to try to make a magic potion to deal with the plague in the academy.

Zelin intends to return to Willen first and tell Rasti what happened here. As for Gnaiya, she will take Amelia to Osenfurt, and then return to Mahakam with Yusevka who helped her sister take care of the house.

Amelia cocked her mouth in dissatisfaction, "Hey, this is also a kind of technique. I believe in my own strength more than luck."

"That's not really good, Amelia, the cheating is not as reliable as the fortress piled on the beach." Zelin stood up, clapped his hands, cleaned the remaining grass leaves in his palms, and then bent. The lower waist began to put the classified different herbs into different positions of the package. "Maybe you can win the honor and victory again and again by cheating, but when one day you can't cheat, you will fall badly, Amelia, I must give you this advice, because I don't want you to be In trouble and danger."

Bishop Aries walked in, walked to the demon hunter, and sat cross-legged on the carpet, her expression a little complicated. She lowered her eyes and watched Zelin sort out these newly bought herbs, and after a while, she asked.

"Another piece of advice?"

"Yes."

"Like when we met at the cathedral?"

Zelling paused.

"No, it's not the same."

"What's the difference?"

"It was a patient and a doctor at the time, but now it is a friend. Then it was advice, now it is advice."

Amelia didn't speak any more, only the rustle of picking up herbs was left in the room. After Zelin packed all the herbs, he tied the bag of the package. At this moment, he said suddenly.

"Amelia, I don't need you to take risks for my affairs."

"What? I didn't take a risk, I was just looking for this." She shook the golden badge in her hand. "Then inquired about something by the way, that idiot thought it would be okay to tell me these things. If it weren't for this, I would have taken Ganya and escaped from that ship."

Zelin sighed lightly, how could he not know Amelia's mind.

Everyone from Yanan is willing and able to help or contribute to his career. Whether it was Yusevka's clinic, or Irene or other hunters' help in force, but in this way, Amelia seemed a little at a loss. She stayed in the castle but couldn't provide any help, whether it was fighting or researching, or providing medical help. She has some experience in managing churches, but obviously there is no lack of leaders and the church organization that has a good relationship with the hunters needs her help.

That's why she took such a risk to help him find out about Edmund's plan.

He put his hand on Amelia's soft and dense white hair and rubbed it briskly. "Look at your hair. Your hair is very long. It has not been washed for a few days? Hurry up and wash your hair. We are going to leave tomorrow morning. Also, it depends on you to successfully get rid of the plague this time. Yes, you helped me a lot. Do you want to have something to eat tonight? You have done so much, so how should Gnaya and I invite you again, feel free tonight, and I will treat you."

"Why can't it be this afternoon? Hey, wait, I know there is a tuna tavern by the Novigrad Wharf. The fish in it is very delicious, so let's go there."

"Because I still have some small things to deal with this afternoon, don't worry, it's just a small thing, and I will definitely be back before the evening." Baron Edmund died, dead in the hands of Priest Zhuolan. In any case, some people who know that there is a lion-faced spider **** in the city will feel sleepy. Chapei asked Tozelin to find out the whereabouts of the priest, at least to determine whether the priest was still in the city, otherwise no one knew who the next soul Zhuolan was going to swallow was.

However, based on the investigation of the priest's field, the demon hunter has almost understood who the legendary evil **** priest is. She hasn't left Novigrad. The Demon Hunter knows where she lives, because in the last parting, she mentioned that she has a simple wooden house in the Biz District of Novigrad.

He hasn't told other people about all this yet, because there are some things that he needs to confirm personally.

The first thousand two hundred and twenty-one chapters

It's noisy here.

This is the case in the Bitz district, you never see that there is a quiet time here, where people are busy and running for their livelihoods. Probably only in the evening, it will be a little bit deserted here, because many people have to cultivate enough energy to prepare for tomorrow's tiring work. Only those drunks and cheap prostitutes will walk on the streets, yelling or throwing inviting eyes at passing pedestrians.

But no matter what happens, life will continue. Occasionally, the demon hunter will hear someone whispering about what happened at sea the previous few days, and sometimes they will hear a sound of schadenfreude.

The houses here have hardly any plans, twisted together distortedly, the demon hunters walked through a muddy trail like a maze, with narrow and towering wooden houses piled together on both sides, and the noon sun came from the cracks in the high roofs. Fall in. After several laps, Zelin was sure that he had not found the wrong place. The house covered with graffiti and weeds in front of him was the residence of Jabigail.

Walking to the door, Zelin put his hand on the hilt of the sword. Zhuolan’s sacrifice is a group of people who are known for their sinisterness and viciousness. In fact, this is the first time that the Demon Hunter knows that he might face a Zhuolan sacrifice. This group of people hides their identities well. And beliefs, most of them call themselves hermits and Xiangxian, but from the books I have read in the past and the cursed cases I have seen, they are not easy to provoke people, and they can even refine The poison gas and poison that killed hundreds of people in an instant.

There were no windows in the nearby house. Zelin circled the house, wondering if he could find a gap where he could see it. But soon, a familiar voice came from inside.

"Since it's here, why not come in and sit down?"

"If the owner is not there, wouldn't it be inappropriate to break into the house."

Jabigail was silent for a few seconds. Zelin seemed to hear the sound of a moving wooden chair behind him. After the sound stopped, the people inside continued to say, "Welcome, Demon Hunter, you can come in. Don't worry, I have The trap is removed."

Zelinbi drew out the rune of Quinn's Seal, and then put his hand on the door panel.

He first smelled a strong smell of medicine inside. Through the sunlight flowing in from the crack of the door, the demon hunter saw that the house was very crowded, although there was only a table and a chair, and a blanket on the moldy floor. . Only a white candle placed on the table provided a faint light. Jabigail turned his back to Zelin, and the candlelight projected her back on the nearby wall.

"I thought you wouldn't come." The witch lowered her head and was preparing a bottle of light blue potion. On her hand, there is a human heart that has dried up.

"But I have to come once, otherwise I will always be thinking about this in my heart."

Zelin walked in, he lowered his head and saw a crossbow beside the door. The stumbling rope connected to the crossbow was untied and drooped underneath. There are all kinds of herbs piled in the house, many of which are obviously not grown naturally, such as the dry heart and a few human finger bones.

"It's really not like the place where the famous Zhuolan Sacrifice will live."

"The simpler and shabby the place, the less likely it is to attract others' attention. People always like the appearance of bright light, rather than the value of the interior." Jabigail said quietly. "Are you here to kill me? Or did someone hire you to do this?"

"You killed Edmund."

"Yes. He wanted to kill me, but I found out, so I used a little trick to let him drink the poisonous drink himself."

"I don't want to care about how Edmund died. Even if you didn't kill him, I would send him to the torture rack. What I want to know is another thing, what the **** is going on with that farm?" The demon hunter narrowed his eyes slightly, his hand never leaving the hilt.

"The people on that farm didn't die of the plague at all. It was your cursing potion. I found a letter in Edmund's house. You have a potion that can make people look like victims after being poisoned. It's like contracting this plague."

Zelin recalled the appearance he saw when he entered the farm. Those people were indeed suffering from the plague and were about to die. But when you think about it, the corpse of the cow has decayed, and only after many days of death can it become that one. Looks like it, but it is impossible for the farmer to stay on the farm after discovering that the livestock is sick, waiting for his family to be infected by the plague.

The only explanation is that this is not a plague, but because of cursing poison that caused the corpse to rot so quickly.

"I have a story, would you like to hear it?"

"I'm listening, and I will also pay attention to you." The demon hunter puts his hand on the hilt. As long as the opponent has anything to take out the medicine bottle or release magic, he can guarantee that Jabigail will be removed in an instant. Head.

Jabigail turned around and sighed lightly. "That farm used to have a master named Abigail, Georgia Abigail, I know him and his family, because when I was an ordinary believer who wandered everywhere, I passed by here and accepted theirs. Food for help and giving."

"But a month ago, I came here again, intending to settle here, because there are my acquaintances, not far from Vizima, it is a good place. I discussed with a local relocation farmer to buy it. After the price of his wooden house, I took a gift to the farm and wanted to thank the people who helped me in the past. At this time, I found that the owner of the farm had changed, and a man named Benson became New owner. So I pretended to be a peasant woman who had gone the wrong way and asked them for directions, and then I left with a chance."