The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Two days, maybe..." A noise was added to the words, as if Francesca was moving the instrument but accidentally hit the metal shelf. "It will take a while. At first, I could only get a rough position, and then it will become more and more accurate."

"Okay, I get it. During this time you will keep looking at this side?"

Zelin asked a question he really wanted to know, but, as expected, Telescope did not answer. The lens dimmed, and the elf should have hung up the communication and started to debug his magic instrument.

With a light sigh, he put away the telescope and took out the ghost horse skull from his bag. A faint blue light flashed across the shaded woodland, and Avak jumped twice, leaving a few clusters of footprints burning with light blue flames on the grass. Zelin stretched out his hand and gently stroked the ghost horse's forehead. He has never been clear whether the ghost horse is treated the same way as normal horses can have the same effect, but judging from the effects over the years, it seems to be quite good.

At this time, if someone rushed through the forest path outside Monteriggioni, he would be surprised to find that a knight riding a ghost horse was galloping through the woods. However, it is estimated that no one has this opportunity. The forest was silent, only the sound of insects in the bushes and the flapping of bats flying in the sky from time to time echoed in Zelin's ears. The trees on both sides of the road retreated quickly, leaving only a bunch of afterimages at the corners of his eyes.

If the time between the two worlds is the same, or the difference is not that big, it will be almost five years since he left here. He didn't know what happened here. After Rome defeated the Poggia family, how big his friend's brotherhood had become, and whether the enemy would launch a counterattack later. Rome and the surrounding land are now under whose control. He has so many things he wants to know, and the answer to all these lies in the distant city of Rome under the night.

The memory of the demon hunter is not wrong, he still remembers this road. Time has changed, but the scenery here seems to have never changed. In my memory, the market outside Rome is still pure, and the signs hung on the roadside inn are older, creaking slightly in the wind. He still remembered where it was. When he was near the outskirts of Rome, he rolled over and got off his horse and took back the ghost horse. The gates of Rome would be closed at night, and he didn't need to rush over on horseback. It was about four o'clock in the morning, and the city guards would not open the city gates until the first **** crowed to let merchants and travelers pass through.

So he chose to walk over with two legs, and it was estimated that when he walked there, he would almost be able to meet and open the city gate. But before that, he still remembered to tidy up his weapons. Rome is not a safe place. He doesn't know what it looks like now, but he still remembers the first time he arrived in Rome and was attacked by cultists in the city of Romulus on the first night.

Ebony blades, throwing knives, crossbows, bombs, of course, this time he deliberately brought some special weapons, the Brotherhood Hidden Blade that Ezio gave him when he left last time. This was originally regarded as a collection by him in his display cabinet. The Hidden Blade used was just an imitation based on this Hidden Blade. He has been reluctant to use it, but this time, he brought it out specially.

After fixing the leather brace on his wrist, feeling the metal texture of the Hidden Blade under the wrist brace, Zelin snorted softly, and he put his suitcase on his shoulder. Below the hillside in the distance, the tall city wall stands on the plain, drawing a continuous shadow in the night.

Rome is here.

"Rome, Brotherhood." Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath. "I'm here."

Chapter 1241 News of the Brotherhood

The wisps of smoke fluttered gently over Rome.

When the first ray of morning light dispelled the shadows on the city wall and presented the wall full of history and vicissitudes in front of all travelers, Zelin was already mixed in the noisy crowd, following the flow of people into the city of Rome.

Rome.

If there is any difference between this time and the last time I came here, it is that Zelin has a hint of curiosity in his heart, because he has also heard similar names in another world. If he really had the opportunity to stay here for a while this time, he would be happy to learn about the historical customs of this place. Of course, the premise of all this is that the interference point that Francesca said is still located in Rome.

But before that, he plans to come and see how his friends here are doing.

People are still coming and going on the streets in the early morning, and the weather is slightly cooler, but the freight workers by the Tiber River have already begun to face the rising sun and prepare for the first day of work. The store clerk is using the key to open the door of the store, and the place where the breakfast is sold has begun to gather many people. A doctor wearing a crow mask put up a large variety of bottles and cans on his booth by the corner of the wall. The demon hunter still roughly remembers the road in the past, but it has been almost five years since he has left here, he can only remember the general location. After wandering on the island of the Tiber for more than an hour, he found the small door he had remembered.

The carving of the wooden door has become blurred a lot over time. If Zelin remembers correctly, behind this small door hidden in the shadow is a long and narrow stone masonry, leading to the Assassin brothers in Rome. Headquarters. As long as there is no change, this should be the destination.

After looking around and making sure that no one was looking here on the nearby road, he put his hand on the carved wooden door.

The next moment, he felt a gust of wind around him. The demon hunter subconsciously dodged sideways. One hand grabbed his shoulder, but this grabbed nothing. The attacker tried to withdraw his hand behind him, but found that his wrist had been caught. Then the attacker was hit by the demon hunter over his shoulder and hit the ground.

"As a sneak attacker, your actions are still too impatient."

The pale cherry-colored cloth that caught the eye first, and the wheat-colored arm he held in his hand. Then there were a pair of hostile eyes, which randomly turned into slightly confused eyes.

"... Claudia?"

Zelin took her arm and pulled Claudia up from the hard stone road in front of the door. Although several years have passed, she should be in her forties by age, but her appearance is still not much different from when she left before. Her dark hair is not inferior, only a few strands of gray silk from the temples prove it. She has gone through many years.

Claudia patted the wrinkles on the dress, and the demon hunter noticed that her right hand was supposed to be the little finger, but only a piece of new skin was left with a broken and scarred little finger. The little finger seemed to be cut neatly. Same down. When she slapped the skirt, there was a cold light under the sleeves, which was a trace of the Hidden Blade.

"Are you... wait, you are Zelin?" After looking up and down the demon hunter, Claudia raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, and the vigilance in her eyes disappeared. "You...we haven't heard from you for many years. Bartolomeo said you might have gone to Amerika to find gold." She took a closer look at Zelin's clothes. "It's not like you went sailing. You disappeared for five years and then suddenly appeared... I thought it was a thief. Or did you go to the West Indies?"

Unsurprisingly, it was another bunch of nouns that Zelin couldn't understand.

Every time he arrives in a new world, he always encounters such a dilemma. The locals regarded him as a person in this world, and would casually say a bunch of names of places and people that he did not understand, such as Gondor, Rohan, Yastra, Karim Principality, or Summerset and Sai Rodier, without any explanation, he must also pretend to be clear. Amerika, the West Indies, sounds like it's far away. Maybe it is similar to Orpheus and Skellig Islands.

"No, it's just a period of rest." Zelin moved his shoulders. At first, there were people watching nearby. When they saw the two chatting, the onlookers soon dispersed. "Originally, something happened, just passing by Rome, so come and have a look. I guess the Poggia family shouldn't trouble you anymore, right?"

"They did find it once, in Spain. Caesar Pogia escaped with the help of his supporters, but his brother found him and completely resolved the threat in Spain." Claudia looked around. , Called on Zelin. "Come in and talk."

The headquarters of the Brotherhood of Assassins is similar in appearance to the past, but it is more formal and has a headquarters look than the hastily established stronghold. The white marble floor is covered with a deep red plush carpet. The candlelight reflects the oil paintings on the walls. Walking in it, it is as if the famous figures on these oil paintings are looking at the visitors. The lighting here is not bad, and the carpet solves the cold problem. Zelin looked around at the headquarters. There were very few assassins inside. He saw only three people along the way. After seeing Claudia, they greeted Claudia with one hand.

"Where are the others?"

"After the defeat of the Knights Templar in Rome, it disappeared without a trace. My brother was worried that they would plan a conspiracy in secret, so he sent others to Italy, France, and Spain to prevent sudden attacks by the Templars. They I have encountered a failure, but I will never give up my ambition."

"So Ezio is not here either?"

"Yes." Claudia nodded. She walked over a wooden table by a wall and picked up a letter scattered on it. "The last time my brother wrote to me, he was on his way to Cyprus."

Cyprus? Who knows where it is.

"He is going to Cyprus? What's the matter?"

"No, he is going to Osman. Alas, he has been away for almost eleven months. I don't know if he is safe on the road." Claudia sighed slightly, holding his forehead. She nodded to Zelin. "Please feel free to be here, you definitely need to rest."

Knowing that Ezio was not here, Zelin was a little disappointed, but he still expressed his gratitude to Claudia. These brothers and sisters were all people who had come out of difficulties and were worthy of respect.

An assassin trot over, he stroked his chest and saluted Claudia, and then handed a letter. Claudia—now the head of the Roman Brotherhood—received the letter, and her gray eyes lit up slightly when she saw the signature on the letter.

"We were talking about brother just now, and his letter came... strange, this is from Akbar? The port of Mamluk."

The first thousand two hundred and forty-two chapters from the East

Port Aker, located in the territory of the Mamluk dynasty, is near the holy land of Jerusalem.

"Ah, yeah, that's it."

Zelin nodded mechanically, lowered his eyes and glanced at the map in his hand. The map of the world is written in small letters in the upper corner of the map. It is from Tuscanneri in Florence, and it stands to reason that it is a fellow of the Ezio family. The eyes of the demon hunter were quickly searching for the location of Port Acre on the map, as well as the two places of Jerusalem and Cyprus. He saw this roll of paper resembling a map being placed on a nearby wooden table, and while Claudia was reading the letter, he picked it up and quickly learned some simple geographical knowledge here. In any case, even if Francesca needs him to look for interference points outside, he also needs a map to show him the way.

"He was attacked by pirates at sea and drifted to Aker Harbor with his comrades. Well, could this be the conspiracy of the Templars? They have been dormant for a long time, damn, there are still from Aker Harbor to Masyaf. It's almost two hundred miles away."

Zelin raised his eyes slightly, and he heard another place name in his ears, which was obviously Ezio's destination. He lowered his head and tried to find the place called Masyaf on the map, but unfortunately, this map is not so detailed. If this is a world map, it makes sense. After all, Zelin only saw a map of a continent or a region in the past, and he could find large-scale villages and even crossroads hotels on the map. And the map in his hand will only mark places like Venice, Rome, and Jerusalem.

"Where did you go some time ago?"

Claudia asked twice before Zelin lifted his gaze from the map.

"Are you asking me?"

"Who else but you? It's been many years, and your appearance has hardly changed. If it weren’t for knowing that you’re unlikely to join the Knights Templar, I’m afraid I’d wonder if the Knights Templar had heard what happened in Rome in the past. After the incident, I found someone similar to you to lie to me."

"How can you rule it out?" Zelin lowered his eyes and continued to scan the map. At this time, he noticed that there was an island on the top of the map, with the name of Britain marked on the edge of the island.

He didn't listen carefully to Claudia's response, but quickly scanned several areas near Britain, recalling all the valuable information in his mind.

"...Your Hidden Blade, the one my brother gave you is the most special one. Da Vinci made him a Hidden Blade based on an ancient design. Your one should be an imitation. It’s a good product, but it’s also very good. What about you? What did you do with this Hidden Blade during this time, don’t you worry about being discovered by the Templar spies outside when you wear it on your body?"

"I don't think so." The demon hunter rolled up the map and quickly passed the prepared words in his mind. "The place I visited during this time is relatively remote, I went to Britain."

"Britain? People want to go to the sea to make a fortune. Everyone thinks of a new world. How did you go to Britain? How long did the war for the throne end there? Have you played in the court of King Henry?"

"...No, I just heard an interesting legend by chance. The story about the king and the knight is in Britain, so I wanted to check it out on a whim."

Zelin tried his best to make sure that there were no mistakes in his words, but Claudia smiled when he heard the demon hunter's answer. "I can't tell, you are actually still interested in legends. Did you watch Meroli's "Death of Arthur"? It's rare and precious, when everyone wants to squeeze their heads on the ship to explore the new world. , There will be people who are interested in the historical legends of the Old Continent, and even spend several years checking and investigating them."